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"Sounds like... It's very protagonist. "

"What?"

"Nothing... It's what it sounds like a child of destiny. Mo Yi coughed and said: "What kind of reborn sword god is in the biography of the rivers and lakes I read, and the protagonists in the novels of a sword and immortal are all of this kind of physique... Is this kind of physique rare?"

"Let's have one in thousands of years. The blood sword said: "My old master is, this kind of physique sword cultivation speed to comprehend the sword is described as a little buried in a thousand miles a day, the innate sword fetal Dao body is the most coveted physique of sword cultivation, every person with this physique as long as he does not die, he must be a first-class character of the sword immortal when he grows up, there is a sword immortal Li Bai Shangjun in ancient times, and there is my old master, each of them is one of the best ~ supreme powerhouses!"

"And if I hadn't lost my eyes, your master would also be a first-heavenly sword fetal dao body. "

"Cheng Jingyu?" Mo Yi was stunned, his own sword idiot master was also hanging like this?

"And then that kid over there is also an innate sword fetal Dao body. The Blood Sword faintly pointed at the direction of Xiao Yan in the distance with the tip of the sword.

"Didn't you say that there would be one in thousands of years? Why did you order three at once? Mo Yi rolled his eyes.

"Maybe it's been too long, this time I've held back a few big ones..."The Blood Sword couldn't say why: "In short, you have to be careful, the innate sword fetal Dao body is considered to be the number one existence in the entire three thousand worlds, if there is a specific cultivation technique, it can condense the innate strength of the physique to cause you an absolute sense of suppression." "

"It's like predators and prey. Mo Yi recalled the feeling just now and whispered.

The sense of suppression that Yi Haoran felt when he used his sword was indeed not a joke, the blood all over his body was like ice ballast, his hands and feet were shiny and he couldn't move, and even his consciousness was a little paralyzed, this kind of deadly element appeared in a life-and-death duel, even if it was an instant, it could make or break the outcome.

"How do I feel that my gluttonous spiritual root is out of the flow all of a sudden. Mo Yi smiled bitterly and said, "Then you still shout killing and shouting a fart, doesn't the Innate Sword Fetal Dao Body dump me dozens of streets?"

"Your gluttonous spiritual root can also be cultivated... Right?" the Blood Sword said hesitantly.

"What do you mean?" Mo Yi sighed.

"Because gluttonous spiritual roots died early. The Blood Sword sneered and said, "Didn't the most prestigious Blood Demon Venerable die tragically at the hands of the Upper Realm people before he could wait for the immortals?"

"......" Mo Yi fell silent for a while.

However, what the Blood Sword said is also true, who has had a gluttonous spiritual root physique throughout the ages has not been shouted and killed by the entire immortal cultivation world, and the Quartet is the enemy? It is precisely because they are enemies all over the world that they desperately want to become stronger to protect themselves, or protect other important things, so that they are in danger all the time.

The existence of gluttonous spiritual roots either died vigorously, or buried the talent silently buried in the rural loess.

And now, isn't Mo on the verge of life and death?

"I heard you're gambling. "

Yi Haoran took his gaze back from the saint's side, as long as the saint didn't stand on Mo Yi's side willfully, he wouldn't care too much, and now it seems that the saint won't make a move for Mo Yi for the second time, so Mo Yi will definitely die when he takes out the sword for the second time.

"You take my sword again. Yi Haoran said lightly: "If you die, I will take away the Heavenly Immortal Fruit, and if you don't die, then you hand over the Heavenly Immortal Fruit." "

Mo Yi has to die if he doesn't die now.

The gambling fight mentioned by Mo Yi before is a move, even if Yi Haoran's sword qi from a thousand meters is not a formal gambling fight, then the sword that officially slashed at Mo Yi before was placed should be regarded as a gambling draw, and now Yi Haoran still wants to make another sword, making it clear that he wants to kill Mo Yi here once and for all.

"This, it's not appropriate, is it?"

At this moment, the martial madman of the Wutian Sect suddenly stood up and hugged the audience and said loudly: "You have already made a sword before, none of you have died, the gambling fight should be considered a draw, where is there another bet? Is this not in accordance with the rules?"

"......" Yi Haoran looked sideways at the martial madman who suddenly jumped out to find fault, and there was not much expression on his face, because he had expected that this group of people would come out to find trouble.

If the Cangtian Immortal Fruit is in Mo Yi's hands, then the chances of the Five Great Immortal Gates killing Mo Yi and winning the fruit are simply not too many, but if Yi Haoran forcibly kills Mo Yi at this moment, the Cangtian Immortal Fruit will fall into the hands of Changfeng Gate, and the connotation of Changfeng Gate, which is the first place in the Ten Immortal Gates, is not a joke.

"What I said is that the condition of the gambling fight is a move, and the mighty and prestigious Qingcheng Sword Immortal has not killed a small cultivator at the peak of the vast peak, and now he is forcing people to compete again, wouldn't it be ridiculous and generous to say it?" Elder Qinghe Wu of Wan Yanzong also laughed coquettishly, and his eyes wandered over Yi Haoran and Mo Yi.

"This matter, it is not polite, gambling is gambling fighting, who can kill the descendants of the Blood Demon Venerable with one move, who will be immortal, willing to gamble and lose. The elders of the Ten Thousand Law Sect also stood up.

At this moment, the three major sects united as one, but they were talking for Mo Yi, but everyone knew that their purpose was simply not to benefit Changfengmen. Even if it is the Changfeng Sect, in this abyss of ten thousand worlds, you have to consider the consequences of the three major immortal sects in one breath, even if you Yi Haoran Divine Sword is invincible, but can you guarantee the thoughtfulness of the disciples and elders of your sect?

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"Roar—"

Not only the three immortal gates, but also the group of demon beasts gathered in the living group, a kilometer-long dragon gushed out and roared in agreement, and the lion tiger demon beast and the thunder crow clan with wings on their backs also expressed their approval.

Changfengmen has already gambled, and is no longer qualified to participate in the competition for the Heavenly Immortal Fruit.

Hatred of the same enemy.

After seeing the terrifying power of Yi Haoran's sword, the creatures on the snow field silently reached a united front, intending to force the other party to withdraw from the ranks of competing for the Heavenly Immortal Fruit.

Will Yi Haoran agree so easily?

A sword light rose into the sky, and the fierce sword qi rushed out like lightning, and a white line pulled out a vacuum trajectory in the air, the sword light was too fast, so fast that he couldn't see his color clearly, and he couldn't see the direction it came from and the end point where it went, he could only feel that the white light in front of him was rushing to the sky, and everything lost its original shape.

.............. 0

After the sword light, a Jiao head suddenly rose in the air and fell with a rain of blood, and the thousand-meter-long giant Jiao in the group of living beings lost its head and fell heavily to the ground at some point.

And the sword light is not over yet! When everyone was shocked, two more sword lights burst out that were too fast for people to react, like the white light of the soul locking into the group of living beings, and the head of a thunder crow and the head of a lion tiger flew up.

Three swords, three beheadings.

"Yi Haoran - you dare!"

The martial madman stared wide-eyed and roared, he saw that Yi Haoran was still drawing his sword! Is this guy going to kill them? Is he going to be the enemy of the three major immortal sects in one go?

The martial madman immediately wanted to burst out of his own treasure body, and the elders of Qinghe Wu and Wanfa Sect were also immediately ready to perform their strongest life-saving tricks, they didn't expect Yi Haoran to really say that he would make a move!

Even though his ears were full of noisy scolding, Yi Haoran's sword continued to slash.

Three more sword lights broke through the day, kicking up thousands of feet of dust, and thousands of kilometers were dense.

Before the Martial Maniac, Qinghe Wu, and the elders of the Ten Thousand Law Sect could use their defensive means, the sword light had already disappeared, and the sword was faster than their divine sense.

A wisp of green silk slips down.

A strand of black hair floated down.

A strand of white whiskers is cut short.

The three sword lights took away some inconsequential hairs on the bodies of the three of them, but everyone subconsciously touched their necks and broke out in a cold sweat... Didn't you die?

"If anyone speaks, I'll kill him. "

Yi Haoran, who had slashed out the three swords, gently withdrew the sword from the scabbard, glanced indifferently at the three major immortal sects and the demon beast group and said.

The audience was silent. _

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