Immemorial Paragon

"One!"

One person was seriously injured by a sword, and Mo Qingyun stretched out his left hand and raised his index finger.

This is to remind Mori that he has abolished one person and will start the second one.

Remind Mori, Mo Qingyun's movements continued, and he waved the Nine Cow Excalibur.

A mighty Jianmang blasted out from the Nine Cow Divine Sword and chopped towards the other person.

"Boy, dare!"

Seeing Mo Qingyun's move, Mori's complexion was dark and dark, exuding a strong intention to kill.

Mo Senyun didn't care about Mori's scolding, without any pause.

Jian Mang passed away, approached the man, and swallowed up the man instantly.

Immediately, a scream came from the population.

Hearing that man's shout, Mori's face became darker, and he roared, "Boy, I'll crush your bones and ash, and the soul will be burned forever, so you will never be reincarnate."

Sen sighed angrily, he flashed, and pressed toward Mo Qingyun.

In the face of Mori's onslaught, Mo Qingyun showed no disdain, and said with a scornful expression: "I told you long ago that letting a few of them deal with me, but let them die."

"Of course, you do the same yourself, just avoid a few of them to die."

After hearing Mo Qingyun's contemptuous words, Mori kept his face twitching with anger.

"To shut up!"

Sen yelled angrily and cut it out to Mo Qingyun.

A knife slashed down, and a kilometer-long swordmang was cut, which made the world and the earth change its color.

"Break me!"

Looking at the overwhelming dagger, Mo Qingyun was not afraid of it and immediately cut it off with a sword.

Mo Qingyun cut it out with a sword, and a more aggressive Jianmang blasted out from the Nine Cow Divine Sword.

Soon, Jian Mang met Dao Mang and blocked Dao Mang's offensive.

boom!

A loud noise came.

Behind the loud noise, a storm of divine power that stirred the heavens and the earth formed in the starry sky.

Seeing the formation of the Holy Power Storm, Mo Qingyun and the two quickly stepped back to avoid engulfing the Holy Power Storm.

"The kid's strength has actually improved so much."

Seeing Mo Qingyun's mighty sword, Mori's expression shocked, and she was shocked.

He clearly remembered that the last time he chased Mo Qingyun, there was absolutely no such combat power.

In other words, in this more than a month, Mo Qingyun's strength has soared.

Mori discovers this, and his face darkens, producing a strong anger, saying: "This boy's strength has skyrocketed. Is it because he has refined the source of the star-shaped tire and caused his strength to increase?"

When Mori thinks so, he thinks more and more that this must be the reason.

Only by refining the source of the stars can Mo Qingyun's strength change dramatically in a short period of time.

"You are just that!"

Blocking Mori's blow, Mo Qingyun scorned and said, "In order to reward you for killing me again and again, today I will give you a happy moment."

As Mo Qingyun spoke, his offensive continued unabated, and he once again cut a sword at Mori.

When Mo Qingyun shot, a mysterious force of law emanated from him.

The power of these laws was distributed, and they were shrouded in Mori and others, affecting their mobility.

"Break me!"

Feeling the power of the law, Mori's complexion turned dark, and he immediately shot.

Mo Qingyun didn't care about Sen's move, and immediately shook the Jiu Niu Shen Jian.

Then, Jian Mang split into a sweep and engulfed several of Mori's men.

"Young Master, save me!"

"Master, save me!"

"No ... I don't want to die yet!"

Several people screamed, and several of Mori's men were abolished.

Seeing such a scene, Mori was immediately anxious, his face clenched with teeth.

He couldn't accept that, in the process of killing Mo Qingyun, he suffered such a large loss.

In Mori's anger, he slashed forward with a knife, breaking the imprisoned space.

Regaining his action, Mori was a flash of his figure, chasing up towards Mo Qingyun.

Mori's action was fast, and he immediately reached Mo Qingyun and slashed at him again.

"It worked out for you, now it's your turn."

As Mo Qingyun spoke, the breath he exuded changed greatly.

At this moment, he felt a little hesitant.

Years are shining!

The light of Jiu Niu's Divine Sword flashed, and a mighty sword mang blasted out from above.

Jian Mang passed away, and suddenly turned to Mori's presence, interrupting his offensive.

"This ... this is the artistic conception of time!"

Sensing the mood of the years, Mori's eyes widened and her face became pale.

Based on his cultivation in the quasi-cosmic realm, he has not yet comprehended the artistic conception of time, but Mo Qingyun did not realize it.

This makes him not shocked, how scared.

Seeing Mori's horrified performance, Mo Qingyun's mouth slightly tilted and stabbed him again with a sword.

The offensive of Mo Qingyun's sword is more severe than it was just now, making it more difficult to capture.

Jianman flickered in mid-air, just like a shooting star, bursting towards Mori.

Huh!

Before Mori's response, Jian Mang banged on his chest, leaving a cricket wound.

However, Mori's strength is strong. Although he suffered a sword from Mo Qingyun, he did not lose the power to fight again.

"A quick sword!"

Seeing the wound on his chest, Mori's complexion turned white, creating a sense of fear.

If the location of this sword attack is not his chest, but his head.

Under the attack of this sword, he was mostly nine dead.

"This kid's strength is too strong, I'm afraid he's not his opponent."

Although this result was very difficult for Mori to accept, he had to accept it.

In just over a month, the ants in his eyes had surpassed him in strength.

At this moment, when he was hesitating in Mori's heart, whether to leave.

I saw a dark-haired old man, riding a **** monster, slowly flying over here.

"Isn't this Mori Young Master?"

The old man with black hair saw Mori, immediately recognized Mori, and greeted him.

Immediately, the old man with black hair looked at Mo Qingyun and quickly guessed the situation.

No accident, Mori should be killing Mo Qingyun, but it seems that something is wrong.

"Stealing Dao, help me to kill this kid, I owe you a favor."

Throwing down a sentence to the old man with dark hair, Mori flashed a figure and launched an attack on Mo Qingyun.

Hearing Mori's words, the dark-haired old man's expression flickered and hesitation appeared on his face.

Mori's identity is extraordinary, and his personal favor is still quite valuable.

The old man with black hair thought, he had a decision, ready to help Mori.

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