Song Dynasty's Ignorant Prince

Mohe Laoqi looked like a middle-aged man. He took one step forward, reaching out and grabbing Zhao Ji. Zhao Ji snorted coldly, this person didn't take him seriously!

Lei Fa was transported, and a bolt of lightning shot across the sky, suddenly slashing towards Mohe Old Seven.

Mohe Old Seven grabbed the lightning bolt in his hand, and he laughed loudly, "Do you think you're amazing when you reach the Nascent Soul stage, you are as vulnerable in front of me as a chicken!"

But suddenly he felt the huge explosive force from the lightning, so that his sleeves could not bear the pressure at first and broke, and then Mohe Lao Qi also blushed and tried his best to resist, but he couldn't help but take two steps back.

"087" This made Mohe Laoqi's face red. He is a strong man of the older generation. He just said that Zhao Ji is like a turkey, but when he was shot down, his face was slapped!

"Haha, the senior is really amazing!" Zhao Ji praised earnestly.

"Wow, I'm so pissed off!" Mohe Lao Qi shouted, raising his hand and slashing towards Zhao Ji with a sword qi.

This sword qi was more than ten meters long, and the oppressive sea water of the Devil Sea was separated by a big ditch, so Zhao Ji had to be careful.

A purple sword energy appeared in the sky. This was Zhao Ji's Lihuo Sword. It was the first time Zhao Ji used it in the Nascent Soul period. With the improvement of his cultivation, his comfort and purpose also improved a lot.

As soon as the present Lihuojian appeared, the temperature of the hundred meters would rise abruptly. The Lihuojian was like a meteor in the sky, splitting half of the sword energy to meet Mohe Laoqi, and the remaining radius flew straight towards the opponent.

Mohe Old Seven's sword qi burst into anger, one sword could cut mountains and seas, but Zhao Ji's Lihuo sword contained extremely high samadhi true fire, every time it collided with the sword qi, the power of the long sword would be weakened. One point, after dozens of collisions, Mohe Old Seven's huge sword energy has been consumed.

Zhao Ji's Lihuo Sword flew towards Mohe Old Seven with a purple flame, forcing him to gnash his teeth to take out a long sword and use the Mohe swordsmanship.

Mohe swordsmanship is a classic of Mohe Sword Gate. The sword comes out like a hanging Mohe, and the river flows with endless sword light. It is Mohe composed of sword light. When Zhao Ji's Lihuo sword meets, there is a continuous boom.

Mohe Old Seven was shocked. At first, he thought he was careless, but now Zhao Ji's magic is extremely powerful, and it is clear that his mana is much deeper than his old predecessor.

But seeing Zhao Ji keep away from the fire sword, as if endless, was destroyed by Mohe sword qi wave after wave, causing Mohe Lao Qi to roar again and again, but keep retreating. Suddenly, those Li Huo swords combined into a long sword with a length of more than 100 meters, which suddenly cut down from the sky.

Before the long sword arrived, the sea had already exploded, and Mohe Old Seven roared angrily, using all his strength to suckle. When he hung Mohe up, he wanted to block the purple long sword, but the purple long sword stopped for a while, and then continued to slash, pressing the Mohe-like sword pressure back into Mohe Old Seven's treasure, with a loud bang. Hit the long sword treasure.

With a wow, Mohe Lao Qi vomited blood and was pushed into the sea water. There was a loud bang, and the hundred-meter-long Li Huojian chased into the sea of ​​magic, and the green and black seawater splashed dozens of meters high.

Zhao Ji smiled, "That senior from Mohe Jianmen, I'm sorry, but I missed it for a while, this senior won't hang up, right?"

"Don't be crazy! Wait until the old man takes you down personally," Feng Wuming got off the boat in one step, without any nonsense, and released a long sword in his hand like a Mohe.

This Feng Wuming has a higher cultivation level and has reached the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, which put a lot of pressure on Zhao Ji as soon as he made a move.

The Mohe covered the sky and the earth, making the sea of ​​the Devil Sea turbulent, but it didn't cause a storm, because the Mohe fixed the sea.0

The same move was several times worse, and a hundred-meter-long Lihuo sword appeared on Zhao Ji's head again. He wanted to test the power of his own technique.

With a bang, the waves lifted dozens of meters high, and Zhao Ji and Na Feng Wuming both retreated.

"Why hasn't Lao Qi come out yet?" Feng Wuming frowned, thinking that this Devil Sea is very dangerous, so it's better to fight quickly.

"Haha, so Zhao Ji is here, luck, really luck!"

Zhao Ji saw a big boat approaching like a fly, and jumped down from the big boat with dozens of people, many of them were monks in the middle stage of Jindan, and a few were elders in the Yuanying period. These people came to Zhao Ji and others The people from Mohe Jianmen took action.

"You Bailingdongtian dare to move our Mohe Jianmen, aren't you afraid of a war between the two factions?" Feng Wuming was furious, shouting while resisting Bailingdongtian's elders.

There were three elders who came from Bailing Cave, all monks in the Yuan Ying period. The two besieged Feng Wuming, and the other killed Zhao Ji.

The other Bailing Dongtian disciples were watching the battle, while watching the disciples of 3.3 Mohe Jianmen, not allowing them to participate in the capture of Zhao Ji.

There was a sudden clatter, and a man emerged from the bottom of the sea. There were several big fish hanging on his body. Those fish were glowing with metallic luster, and they bit the big tui of Mohe Old Seven, and another fish bit his buttocks.

"Senior brother, save me!" Mohe Lao Qi's face was pale, his Taoist robe was a very powerful spiritual weapon, but at this time it was tattered by those fish.

Feng Wuming was shocked, these were goldfish, their bodies turned into metal, they were very strong, his long sword hung like a river in the sky to fend off the attacks of the two elders, and he stepped in front of Lao Qi.