Martial Revolt of the Nine Heavens

"Clang clang clang..."

Yan Yunkong moved his six Flying Swords in unison, each with a sharp Sword Qi, and slashed at different positions on Mo Que's body from six directions.

However, Mo Que did not move, letting the six swords cut in unison.

Hearing a few metallic vibratos, Yan Yunkong's six Flying Swords were knocked back, and Mo Que's body was not even scratched.

"This is impossible!" Yan Yunkong was greatly stimulated as if struck by lightning.

The Yan family's swordsmanship can slash the Nine Heavens meteorite. Although he is not as good as his father, the City Lord of Lingkong, he cannot cut down the flesh and blood of Mo Que!

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it!" Yan Yunkong roared, his eyes were blood red, like crazy, and said: "You clearly don't have the slightest vitality, how can you stand my Liuhe sword, you must have some kind of treasure on your body to protect your body. , I don't believe how long it can protect you!"

The Yan family's sword-fighting skills can't cut down a person who has no vitality and is standing still. If this matter spreads, it will be a great shame for Yan Yunkong.

And just now, Mo Que said in his words that he had a bad head, and in his ears, he was humiliating the Yan family's swordsmanship.

He used his six swords to fight back against Mo Que with his strength to shut him up. How could he accept such a result at this time?

"Clang clang clang clang..."

In anger, Yan Yunkong's six swords moved again, whistling like a comet, and the six Flying Swords kept slashing towards Mo Que.

However, Mo Que didn't move. He let him pick up the Flying Sword and slashed continuously. There was only a metal vibrato coming from his body, but he was not injured at all.

"A body of flesh and blood cannot bear such Sword Qi. It seems that as Yan Yunkong said, this child has treasures to protect his body!" Yaozu said from the side, not because he saw Mo Que's physical strength, And it changed for him.

After all, the fact that he carried the Flying Sword with his physical body was too absurd. He did not believe that Mo Que's physical body was so tyrannical.

Therefore, the most reasonable explanation, as Yan Yunkong said, is that Mo Que has treasures to protect his body.

Yaozu and words made Feng Qingyue and Qi Tianlin look at each other in dismay.

treasure? Body care?

Several of them had personally inspected Mo Que's body. If Mo Que had treasures to protect his body, their vitality would not be able to penetrate into it.

Several people were very sure in their hearts that Mo Que's body was so perverted that even if he stood still, the Yan family's swordsmanship would not cut him at all.

This made several people feel numb in their scalps and could not speak one by one.

"Clang clang clang clang!"

At this time, Yan Yunkong madly used his sword, but no matter how his Flying Sword attacked, he could never hurt Mo Que.

"What kind of treasure does this waste have to protect the body?"

Yan Wushuang was also stunned at this time. This cripple was clearly just standing still, which made Yan Yunkong's proud Yan family swordsmanship useless. If this matter spread, the name of Yan family swordsmanship would definitely be plummeted.

With a hiss, Mo Que's calm expression suddenly changed.

He had been standing and letting Yan Wushuang attack, suddenly his face sank, and he said seriously, "I'm angry!"

Everyone was stunned. Before that, he had been like a piece of wood. No matter how Ren Yan Yunkong attacked, he was indifferent and not angry, but Feng Qingyue and the others could see that he was really angry at this time.

"What did you say?" Yan Yunkong thought he had heard it wrong. Both sides had already fought so far. If he was going to be angry, he should have been angry. Why wait until now?

"You broke my clothes!" Mo Que pointed to the holes in his clothes, and said with a sullen face, "Ali made this for me, if she knew that I broke so many holes, she would definitely Will not be happy!"

Everyone stayed where they were, lost for a while. Yan Yunkong almost suspected his own ears, and laughed angrily: "The reason you are angry is because I broke your clothes?"

He felt a strong humiliation.

Previously, when he stepped down Mo Que and raised himself in front of Yaozu, Mo Que was not angry.

After that, he asked Mo Que to kneel, play Mo Que with swordsmanship, and even cut so many swords on Mo Que, Mo Que was not angry.

And now, the reason why he is angry is just because of the holes in his clothes?

Yan Yunkong has fought against many powerful enemies, and he has never seen anyone angry because of torn clothes in the fight!

"I can't let you cut me anymore, if the clothes are torn again, Ali knows that he will be very angry!" Mo Que said, posing as a counterattack.

"You are a waste who protects your body with treasures, what are you fighting back?" Yan Yunkong was extremely angry, and the reason for the opponent's counterattack and anger was such a joke in his ears!

In his anger, he once again resorted to six Flying Swords, a total of twelve!

"Brother!" Yan Wushuang exclaimed, and said, "Isn't the twelve swords only used at the moment of life and death?"

The Yan family's sword-fighting skills are very mysterious, so the city lord of the Ling family explained that they should not easily reveal all their strengths in front of others.

In fact, Yan Yunkong has already been able to fight with twelve swords, but because of the rules set by the city master of Lingkong, he rarely shows the twelve swords, and there are not many opponents of the same generation who can force him to use the twelve swords. .

But at this time, he was really angry and desperate, he just wanted to break Mo Que's "body protection treasure" and teach this useless person a lesson!

"I must kill this trash today!" Yan Yunkong roared, the twelve swords moved in unison, with astonishing killing intent, and shot again.

"Twelve Flying Sword, this son's talent has surpassed that of his father!" Seeing this, Yaozu was very moved and praised: "His future achievements must be above the City Lord Lingkong!"

Feng Qingyue and the others raised their hearts again. Although they knew that Mo Que was physically strong, they had no idea how strong he was.

"It's just a waste of treasures to protect your body, and you want to fight back? Look at me breaking your body protection!" Yan Yunkong roared, he calmly calmed down Hyuga, but today he was completely angered by this useless person.

"Shhhhh!"

Facing the twelve Flying Swords that surrounded him without any dead ends, Mo Que did not stand still this time, but moved quickly.

He moved his hands at the same time, and his movements were like flying, and he shot one after another.

There is no technique, but the speed of the hands is so fast that the eyes can't see clearly, and the two hands seem to have turned into twenty hands at this moment.

"Ding ding ding ding!"

The next moment, everyone's eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

Twelve Flying Swords are as fast as thunder, without any dead ends, but in an instant, these twelve Flying Swords changed from extreme motion to extreme silence. All stopped.

Because, the twelve small Flying Swords were all caught between Mo Que's fingers, and not one was missed.

At this time, the twelve Flying Swords were still shining brightly, obviously trying to break free from Mo Que's hands, but they were stuck tightly by Mo Que's fingers, unable to move!

"It's impossible!" Yan Wushuang was the first to come back to his senses and shouted loudly, "You obviously have treasures to protect your body, so you can resist my big brother's Flying Sword, how can you have the strength to catch these swords!"

This sentence also caused the flesh on Yaozu's face to vibrate a few times, and Feng Qingyue and the others even got goosebumps.

As Yan Wushuang said, if Mo Que resisted the Flying Sword, it was because there were treasures to protect his body, but treasures were dead after all, how could he help Mo Que reach out and take those swords?

This can only show that this is the real strength of Mo Que own!