Martial Arts: Defeat Liu Bai With A Sword At The Beginning And Suppress Snow Moon City

Mo Yi hated everything in the world.

Any physical object is the object of his hatred.

Because in his opinion, these are the culprits who killed his sister.

In front of Snow Moon City, although the bloody sword blade has not yet been swung, everyone can feel that this sword is unprecedented.

With one strike of the sword, the entire Snow Moon City may be reduced to ruins.

This sword is hell.

"What should we do?!" On the city wall, a big man suddenly came to his senses.

"We...we...and Mr. Lu!"

"Mr. Lu? I'm afraid even Mr. Lu can't stop this sword!"

"Mr. Lu has not shown up yet, I am afraid he has already left!"

"Run, run!"

"Yes, Mr. Lu might have taken refuge long ago. Let's run!"

A man had an earth-colored face and his eyelids kept moving up and down. He just ran out for two steps when his legs gave out and he fell to the ground.

Before he could stand up, he was trampled by other fleeing people behind him...

Among the people fleeing for their lives, Nangong Pushe did not move.

She just looked at the sword and Cao Yi with a solemn expression.

Because from the beginning to now, Lu Zhong has not appeared, and Nangong Pushe has not even felt his aura.

She heard what the people were talking about just now.

Lu Zhong is already in love?

How can it be.

Nangong Pushe didn't believe it.

She suddenly looked back, looked in the direction of Lu Zhong, and murmured: "You will definitely show up, right?"

"You didn't leave, you would have taken action, right?"

Nangong Pushe asked, but she felt a little unsure.

Mo Yi's aura was unprecedented, and even in Nangong Pushe's opinion, it was stronger than Lu Zhong's aura he had seen.

Under the city wall, Baili Dongjun, Luoyang and others all looked solemn.

They had already felt the terror of Mo Yi's sword.

"Ants, all of them are ants, and you will be destroyed together with Snow Moon City."

Mo Yi said in a strange voice. Although he had fallen into a strange path, he still had his original consciousness.

It's just that his thoughts are no longer under his control, and he can't help himself.

"Okay, let me have a sword fight!"

In the autumn wind, Baili Dongjun's eyes were as firm as a knife.

The muscles on his weathered cheeks twitched slightly.

He took a step forward and stopped in front of Mo Yi despite the unparalleled terrifying aura.

"No matter how strong you are, I must fight!"

Baili Dongjun is the big city lord of Snow Moon City, he cannot retreat.

No matter whether it is a mountain of swords, a sea of ​​fire, or an abyss of hell.

He must face them all.

Even if he knew that he was no match for Mo Yi, with this sword strike, he would escape death.

Baili Dongjun's eyes looked to the west, with a trace of heavy affection between his brows.

Perhaps this is the best result.

"Yueyao, are you waiting for me?"

Baili Dongjun asked softly.

Luo Qingyang also took a step forward and said: "I never imagined that one day we would fight side by side."

"I could have left, but the order given to me by the master was to send each other safely to the apocalypse.

"Now, I can't leave before the apocalypse arrives."

Baili Dongjun turned his head slightly, looked at Luo Qingyang and said, "I know you won't leave."

Luo Qingyang smiled and said: "If you risk your life to accompany a gentleman, I will not lose to you, whether it is martial arts or courage.

After the words fell, Luo Qingyang was shocked with affection, pointed his sword at Mo Yi and said: "Come on!"

There has always been discussion in the world about who is better in martial arts, Baili Dongjun or Luo Qingyang.

One of them is the famous leader of the Five Great Sword Immortals, and the other is the great city lord of Snow Moon City. He can aspire to be the number one Jiuxian in Ju County with just his fists.

However, today, the two of them are standing on the same front, facing a more powerful enemy.

Immortal Mo Yi.

Sikong Qianluo held a spear, faced Mo Yi, and said: "My father is the lord of Snow Moon City. I will not embarrass him, let alone retreat!"

In Sikong Qianluo's mind, Lu Zhong's face flashed across his mind.

She didn't know why she thought of Lu Zhong instead of others at this time.

Lu Zhong, why didn't he show up?

Is he scared, or is he in trouble?

Sikong Qianluo couldn't help but feel a little worried in his heart.

At the critical moment of life and death, he suddenly realized that he didn't hate Lu Zhong as much as he thought.

Lei Wujie looked at the city and said silently: "Sister, I have always been so impulsive in doing things, but today, it is not impulsive. I am fighting for dignity. "I can't retreat.

Mo Yi's sarcastic words deeply hurt Lei Wujie's heart.

He wanted to use his life to tell Mo Yi that he was by no means an ant.

Lei Wujie took a step forward and said in a loud voice: "Bring your horses over here!"

His whole body was instantly filled with red flames, and the air around him immediately became distorted.

Lei Wujie never admits defeat, even when facing a more powerful enemy.

Ye Anshi also took a step forward and said, "If that's the case, how can you miss me?"

Along the way, Ye Anshi had already developed deep bonds of friendship with everyone.

No matter Lei Wujie or Sikong Qianluo.

Best friends should face all difficulties together.

Even Xiao Se, who was unable to participate in the battle because he was seriously injured, stood unswervingly at the foot of the city.

A solemn and solemn atmosphere exaggerates the autumn colors in the sky.

At the same time, an idea came to everyone's mind almost at the same time.

Mo Yi still had that strange expression on his face, and he smiled ferociously: "Die, die, let's all die together.

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On the red giant sword, evil light flows.

The next moment, Mo Yi swept forward with a sword.

Everyone was blown away by the strong wind and couldn't open their eyes, and a terrifying aura enveloped the entire Snow Moon City.

Mo Yi's sword is a sword that combines all his obsessions and contains all his negative emotions.

This sword rolled in, like a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, overwhelming the sky and the earth.

In a trance, there seemed to be the roaring sounds of countless spirits.

Everyone looked shocked.

One second ago, everyone was planning to fight to the death with Mo Yi.

But at this moment, they found that they couldn't even move in the face of this sword that looked like a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

Baili Dongjun gritted his teeth, and large beads of sweat kept sliding down his cheeks.

He used all his strength to break through the invisible shackles and fight back, but found that his internal strength could not be raised at all.

At the same time, Luo Qingyang, Ye Anshi, Lei Wujie, Sikong Qianluo and others were in the same situation.

Mo Yi's sword awakened the deepest fear in people's hearts.

That is fear from the subconscious, fear from the bottom of the heart.

Everyone had no way to fight back, they could only stiffen their bodies and watch helplessly as the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood spread.

The approaching strong wind blew Baili Dongjun's hair, causing the muscles on his face to ripple.

He slowly closed his eyes.

Baili Dongjun understood at this moment that everything was over.

He is no match for Mo Yi, and all of them combined are no match for Mo Yi.

Snow Moon City is going to be destroyed!

Sikong Qianluo stood there blankly. The closer to the critical moment of life and death, the more clearly Lu Zhong's face became in her mind.

Even Sikong Qianluo was surprised.

Obviously at this time, she should be thinking of Sikong Changfeng and Xiao Se.

But why, would it be Lu Zhong?

no!

Sikong Qianluo was extremely anxious.

At this time, I can't think of him!

Sikong Qianluo closed his eyes, trying to get Lu Zhong out of his mind, but Lu Zhong's face became clearer and clearer.

Instead, the bleak face she desperately wanted to remember became increasingly blurry.

At this moment, someone on the city wall suddenly exclaimed: "It's Mr. Lu, Mr. Lu is here!"

Lu Zhong is here!

Everyone looked back.

In the autumn sky, Lu Zhong, wearing a white fur-collared cloak, was standing at the highest point of the tower.

His cloak was blown up by the wind, making a hunting sound.

His face still had that careless expression.

Ye Ruoyi stood behind her obediently.

Mo Yi only glanced at Mo Yi who made the whole city feel fear.

"Snow Moon City is not a place for you to come."

The sound was like a storm, sweeping across the earth.

Everyone raised their heads and looked up at Lu Zhong who was standing high, their eyes full of fanaticism.

At this most critical moment, when the three masters of the Mystic Realm were helpless, Lu Zhong finally appeared.

He looked down indifferently.

Everyone is looking forward to a shocking battle between Lu Zhong and Mo Yi.

Everyone thinks that if there is anyone in the world who is Lu Zhong's opponent, it must be Mo Yi.

Everything he showed was beyond people's understanding.

Everyone waited without saying a word, waiting for a battle worthy of being recorded in history.

On the top of the city tower, Lu Zhong was looking down at the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood coming towards him, and he suddenly punched out!

The sound of breaking through the air was like thunder, and there was no change at all with such a random punch.

The fist wind roared, and at the moment of contact with the corpse mountain and sea of ​​blood, a deafening howl of ghosts and wolves suddenly came from the void.

It seemed like countless undead souls were screaming in pain.

The sky was filled with blood red, splitting into countless red fragments in a panic.

Those fragments reflected horrified faces, and then they fell to pieces on the ground and disappeared into the void, never to be seen again.

The spreading wind of the fist passed over Mo Yi's body. Before Mo Yi could react to the expression on his face, his whole body exploded with a bang, and blood sprayed like rain.

Not long ago, Mo Yi, who was still arrogant, was blown to pieces by Lu Zhong's punch.

Everyone looked at Lu Zhong in disbelief, their eyes almost falling to the ground.

that's all?

Is that the end?

With a casual wave of his hand, he defeated the move that turned the three masters of the Mysterious Immortal Realm into lambs to be slaughtered, and even beat Mo Yi to pieces?

Isn't this a dream?

Mo Yi's crushing made everyone breathe a sigh of relief.

At the same time, they realized that the gap between them and Lu Zhong was still so long.

That is a distance that cannot be bridged in a lifetime.

Lu Zhong was standing there, his figure was not as tall as a giant.

But at this moment, everyone was shrouded in his shadow.

#It turns out that he is so powerful..." Sikong Qianluo murmured, with a graceful face as sad and beautiful as the autumn wind...

Baili Dongjun, Ye Anshi, and Luoyang all looked at Lu Zhong with enthusiasm.

In Lu Zhong, they all saw a brand new Great Dao of their own.

But at this moment, a sudden change occurred.

There was a sudden soft cry of pain in the air.

In front of Snow Moon City, where Mo Yi disappeared, a figure gradually became clear from transparency.

Mo Yi's clothes were torn and bruised all over his body, and his whole body had become as miserable as a bloody man.

He was breathing heavily and staggering, as if a gust of wind could blow him down.

If it hadn't been for the critical moment when he integrated his breath into the world, he would have been out of his mind.

At this moment, although the physical body was reunited under the guidance of Xuan Li, Mo Yi was already at the end of his strength.

Lu Zhong's punch was simply not something he could bear.

After panting for a long time, Mo Yicai raised his eyelids and raised his head with difficulty.

He was about to speak, but when he saw Ye Ruoyi standing next to Lu Zhong, Mo Yi's blood-red pupils suddenly shrank.

His body suddenly froze in place, looking at that extremely familiar yet unfamiliar face.

Ye Ruoyi and his dead sister Xiao Luer actually look exactly the same!

Mo Yi's frozen body was trembling slightly, and his originally indifferent expression became more moved than ever before.

The brows are furrowed for a while, then relaxed, the eyes are filled with tears for a while, and crazy for a while...

Everyone was shocked to find (hao Lihao) that the blood-red color in Mo Yi's eyes was slowly dissipating.

"Lucaoer, is that you?" Mo Yi said, his voice hoarse and cracked, and he aged dozens of years in an instant.

At this moment, he was no longer the immortal from Penglai Island, but a brother who had lost his sister.

Ye Ruoyi was startled by Mo Yi's crazy look and instinctively hid behind Lu Zhong.

"Little Greener!"

Mo Yi took a step forward and walked towards Ye Ruoyi blankly.

Looking at Mo Yi approaching, Lu Zhong felt a chill in his heart.

Ye Ruoyi is her own woman and she will never allow any man to get close to her.

Even if he regards Ye Ruoyi as his sister, it won't work.

"court death!"

Lu Zhong shouted coldly and struck down the air with a fierce palm. His invisible big hand waved down at the same time as he moved.

boom!

Dust was thrown up all over the sky, and Mo Yi's broken body instantly fell to the ground, and was firmly embedded in the ground by Lu Zhong's palm.

Nangong Pushe's heart was pounding, almost about to jump out of his chest.

She originally thought that Lu Zhong would be on par with Mo Yi. Even if he was ahead of Mo Yi, he would definitely go all out to defeat him.

But he didn't expect that Lu Zhong would be so calm in the face of Mo Yi's attack.

Even, disdain.

With just a casual punch, he made everyone despair and turn Mo Yi into a pulp.

How strong is he?

Nangong Pushe suddenly had an urge to prostrate herself, and this sword has remained in her heart forever.

The road to Martial Dao is difficult, just like the endless river.

Although he has the ambition to go east to the sea, the process is slow and the journey is difficult.

Some people turned into the galloping Yangtze River, roaring over the earth.

Some people turned it into a gurgling stream and survived in the mountains and fields.

Once upon a time, Nangong Pushe wanted to travel around the world and enjoy the world's martial arts.

But today, she felt that this Snow Moon City was the world.

Because on this day, in Snow Moon City, she met the real king. .