The Lord of Ghost

Instantly, Mo Li activated the Ghost Eyes, and his figure shuttled through the illusion. The moment he approached Gongsun Xuanjian, he boldly drew his sword.

Swish!

The blood-red blade slashed out, and the location was the opponent's head.

This knife was too sharp. If it were an ordinary cultivator, he would have been killed by the knife.

But Gongsun Xuanjian was a venerable after all, and this knife only scratched his neck, causing skin injuries and bleeding.

"Swish!" Then the flying spirit sword responded, slashing Mo Li's neck with a sword, splitting his body in half.

Unfortunately, it was not his real body.

"No, this knife is weird!" Gongsun Xuanjian, who reacted, found something wrong. Years of experience did not let him ignore this small wound.

Although the blade light was not fatal, the wound was bleeding all the time.

And the spiritual energy could not repair the injury, with the means of paralyzing the nerves.

Without allowing Gongsun Xuanjian to think more, Mo Li's blade light appeared again.

"Shua!"

A knife cut out, leaving a half-open cut on Gongsun Xuanjian's arm.

"Shua!" The sword light flashed, and Mo Li's body shattered and turned into white smoke, which turned out to be another clone.

"Boy, you can't kill me with your strength. Even if the hunting position is reversed, what can it do? I like your eyes!"

Gongsun Xuanjian was more and more terrified by Mo Li's eyes. It was incredible that he could fight with the Venerable Realm with those eyes! Who would believe it if he told others?

Even the peerless monster drowned by the years couldn't do it, right? After all, the gap in strength is there!

If such a treasure is in Gongsun Xuanjian's eye socket, with this unpredictable ability, plus his extremely lethal swordsmanship, who in this world can be the enemy?

Hundreds of years ago, he lost to Jian Mingzi of [Jianmen] twice, which almost became his inner demon. But the appearance of Mo Li gave him hope, the hope of breaking the inner demon.

At this time, Gongsun Xuanjian made a hand gesture, he didn't want to waste time with Mo Li.

"Ten Thousand Swords ~ Return to the Sect!"

He planned to use a range-covering move indiscriminately, as long as Mo Li came out of the illusion, he could hit him.

But he couldn't keep this move for too long.

At that time, everything was buzzing, making sharp sword sounds, the gravel on the ground, the dead branches and leaves, the petals of wild grass... were all trembling.

Under the interference of the Yin Demon's Qi, although the actual situation could not be seen, the violent fluctuations inside could be clearly felt.

Swish, swish, swish...

The sword light continued to shine.

Occasionally, the blood-colored knife light was swung out, but it was to resist the falling sword shadow.

In the blood-colored space of the ghost eye, Mo Li's single knife was inserted into the ground, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

His body was already full of dozens of densely packed flying swords, and even a branch spirit sword was inserted from his jaw to his head. His whole body was bathed in blood, and there were countless scratches.

The situation was in a dilemma, and the Ghost Eyes that had been used continuously were also close to collapse. Mo Li estimated that if he used the stay between illusion and reality again, his life would be exhausted!

"This is the last time, either you die or..."

Swish!

Mo Li appeared again, and this knife was swung at Gongsun Xuanjian's heart!

Because of the superposition of previous wounds, the paralysis effect became more prominent, and Gongsun Xuanjian's reaction was obviously much slower.

This knife was deeper than ever before! It was also the closest position to his heart.

Unfortunately, Mo Li was not strong enough after all.

"Boy, it's over!"

Swish!

Ten thousand swords returned to their roots, and the swords whistled and hummed.

Unexpectedly, Mo Li did not launch the last shuttle, and faced the pain of ten thousand swords piercing his body.

Suddenly, Gongsun Xuanjian froze in place, and his movements seemed to be frozen.

At this time, in Gongsun Xuanjian's soul, a huge insect was biting desperately!

Yes! The high priest used a secret attack.

Tied to this kid Mo Li, if he dies, I have to die too!

At this moment, the corners of Mo Li's mouth slightly raised.

The victory or defeat is just a matter of seconds, Gongsun Xuanjian missed the best opportunity to kill him!

Behind Gongsun Xuanjian is the figure of Mo Shang, who has sublimated to the extreme and temporarily restored his quasi-saint cultivation!

He is waiting for this moment.

I am waiting for help, what are you waiting for?

At the last moment of coma, Mo Li showed his brilliant white teeth with difficulty.

The innate treasure is indeed very strong, but without the control of the owner, how can it be a match for Mo Shang, so it can only be delayed.

Although the price is high, he won! After all, he won.