Chapter 250

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Ximen chuixue didn't speak, but slowly pulled out the long sword around his waist and looked at Mo cangqiong indifferently.

Mo cangqiong's eyes narrowed slightly, and the long sword trembled behind him.

The swordsman would rather bend than bend. Ximen chuixue is even more proud. Even if Mo cangqiong is the strongest in Xianwu realm, he can't hand over things because of a word. What's more, Mo cangqiong is not the strongest in Xianwu.

Hum!!!

Ximen chuixue is not a talker. He does it directly.

In an instant, the sword light rose, and a fierce sword intention stabbed Mo Cang in an instant.

Ximen chuixue is already the strong one at the peak of Dongxu. This time, the sword idea is more sharp. The whole room is shrouded by the sword idea, and sword marks appear on the walls.

Zheng!!! The two long swords collided with each other, and the sword was full of Qi in an instant. A cold light suddenly flashed in front of them.

The tables and chairs in the room were broken and broken wood flew everywhere.

Two figures flew out of the room in an instant, just landed, and cut a sword Qi towards each other in an instant.

Bang!!!

The ground cracked and the two swords collided, cutting the whole courtyard apart.

Ximen blew snow and the white shadow flashed. It suddenly appeared on the face of Mo Cang. Years ago, a sword was cut out, the void shook, and the sword was light and cold.

"Broken"

Mo cangqiong's long sword waved upward and cut. The two men's long swords collided. In an instant, the sword was full of Qi. Ximen blowing snow narrowed his eyes and suddenly turned around in the air. The long sword stabbed Mo cangqiong's head.

Mo cangqiong flew back to avoid Ximen blowing snow.

The ground was split into a crack by the sword Qi. As soon as Mo cangqiong stopped, he immediately cut out a sword. The speed of the sword Qi was very fast. In the blink of an eye, he came to Ximen blowing snow.

Ximen chuixue waved his sword in front of him.

Zheng!!! A golden and iron ring sounded, and Ximen chuixue retreated involuntarily.

The fight between the two was only in an instant, but it was also very dangerous. If they were slightly negligent, I'm afraid they would be killed by each other.

Although Mo cangqiong is a half step Xianwu, he has no advantage in the face of Ximen blowing snow.

Half a step between Xianwu and the peak of Dongxu is just a step away from the door, and it's not like the strong Xianwu crush the strong Dongxu. Although Mo Cang is very strong, it's not so easy to defeat Ximen blowing snow.

However, the word of Tianzhu sword respect is too important. Both of them are people who repair swords. No one can give up, because if they can fully understand the word of Tianzhu sword respect, they can definitely step into the realm of Xianwu.

"King of Chu River, I don't want to offend you, but I have to get that word today."

Mo cangqiong said solemnly.

Ximen blowing snow said faintly, "war."

Hum!!!

The sword soared into the sky and a cold light shone on the sky.

Even the whole Tianzhu sword Pavilion seemed to light up.

"One sword to the west"

This sword is very fierce. The whole courtyard disappeared. Only Ximen chuixue's sword.

Mo cangqiong also cut out a sword with his boundless sword meaning. On the long sword, the virtual shadow of a sword appeared.

The two swords collided, and countless sword Qi flew out. They seemed to be shrouded in the field of swords. Countless sword Qi ran around them.

But they turned a blind eye to those sword Qi. Their long swords kept hitting each other, and bursts of sword Qi flew out.

Just then, Simon chuixue suddenly laughed.

"Not good."

Seeing this scene, a crisis rose all over Mo Cang.

But before he could react, a fierce and unparalleled sword light rose and suddenly stabbed him. The sword was like crossing time and space, very fast and extremely fierce.

Mo cangqiong had no time to think more. A sense of sword burst out, "only my sword"

Weiwo Dao sword is the strongest move in the sword technique of Weiwo sword sect. Weiwo means that all those who respect me only believe in the sword in their own hands, and nothing can affect it.

The two startling swords collided, and the Tianzhu sword Pavilion shook in an instant.

...

Pangban, who walked to his destination, frowned when he felt the breath, "king of Chu River?"

Li Chenzhou, who had just killed Wutu bone, also looked up into the air, "king of Chu River, don't let me down."

At this time, all the people in the sword Pavilion looked up.

In a corner of the sword Pavilion, the wild dragon venerable, with his long hair scattered, sat on the ground. When the sword idea rose, he suddenly raised his head, and a glimmer of war flashed in his eyes: "don't the sky."

...

Poof!!!

The two swords crossed each other and stabbed them in the chest in an instant, but their look remained the same, and they drew their swords and retreated in an instant.

"You are very strong. You are the first person I admire except Li mubai in kendo." Mo cangqiong's chest blood instantly dyed his clothes red and looked at Ximen blowing snow solemnly.

Ximen chuixue is really strong, especially in one of the sword ways, Mo cangqiong, who is born with a sword heart, couldn't help but praise.

Ximen chuixue said faintly, "well, you are also very strong, but in kendo, I am not the only one in my underground residence. You will see it later. This time, I can tell the emperor that I won't annoy you that you only have my sword sect, but I will ask for advice at the door in the future."

When the voice fell, Ximen chuixue turned and left. With Ximen chuixue's walking, blood kept flowing in his chest.

Ximen chuixue is proud. Although Mo cangqiong has the idea of killing and seizing treasure, he is very fond of Mo cangqiong, so he doesn't want the hell to destroy the only sword sect.

Although Ximen chuixue has no memory of his previous life, he still feels sorry for Mo cangqiong, a strong swordsman like Ye Gucheng.

Hearing Ximen blowing snow, a trace of worry in Mo cangqiong's heart also fell. In order to break through the hope of Xianwu, he would fight alone, but at the same time, he didn't worry about the crusade of the underworld.

It is said that the underworld and the blood demon sect have been immortal. It is estimated that the underworld will have a big move after this trip to the sword Pavilion. Thinking of this, Mo Cang's eyes flashed a murderous opportunity, "blood demon sect, my master's death will never be so forgotten."

Both of them have been seriously injured. If they fight like this, they will die together. This is not what they want. If Ximen chuixue doesn't say that, he may continue to fight with Ximen chuixue.

After all, if Ximen chuixue doesn't die, the hell will become enemies with the only sword sect. Now the only sword sect can resist the power of the hell. Although they have a card, the power of the Xuantian evil emperor still haunts him.

When they saw that the sword intention dissipated slowly, they knew that Mo cangqiong had the result, but they were thinking, who won?

Pangban took back his eyes and continued to walk forward, but a voice like death floated in the air, "if something happens to you, I will kill everyone in the sword Pavilion."