The angry sword split into the air and went away.
In a short time, he rushed out of the abandoned land and rushed to the lake hundreds of miles away.
When Mo Nan saw that he had left like this, he couldn't help secretly heaving a sigh of relief, and then found that Qing'er was standing not far away and staring at him blankly, he couldn't help frowning, and said, "What's wrong?"
"It's okay, it's okay." Qing'er shook her head in panic, then immediately lowered her head.
Mo Nan guessed that there might be something about him that made Qing'er suspicious, but he didn't care anymore, he had already left the abandoned land, and Qing'er was the only one on the flying sword, so it was impossible to stop him.
The clouds in the blue sky kept moving back and forth, and the speed of the angry sword was astonishingly fast.
It didn't take long to rush out sixty or seventy miles away.
At this moment, the sky suddenly darkened.
"Ah...it's Thunder Eel!" Suddenly, Qing'er screamed.
Following that, a terrifying breath of a ferocious beast pressed down on the sky, and the flying sword that was several hundred meters down was directly dropped by a thousand meters.
Mo Nan also raised his head, and his pupils shrank slightly. On top of their heads, there was a huge eel. This eel was unusual, with a huge body, several times bigger than those starships. After it passes like this, people can only see its belly.
At the same time, thunder and lightning flickered all over its body, and there were bursts of muffled thunder, as if it was the master of one party.
This is not the first time Mo Nan has seen this kind of thunder eel. It is rumored that thunder eels are born in response to thunder during the war. They could be included in the ranks of divine beasts, but often this kind of thunder eel is produced by the ancestors during battles. Full of fighting spirit and hostility, these thunder eels are naturally extremely ferocious.
"Master, you can also meet such a fierce creature here, if you kill it, it will be full of treasures!" After Qing'er was surprised, she burst into joy, pointing at the huge thunder eel and intending to kill it.
"Sink!" Mo Nan's voice turned cold.
Although Qing'er was puzzled, she didn't dare to be negligent, and directly sank the angry sword down.
Before she could descend a few thousand meters, a second huge thunder eel suddenly appeared from the sky, followed by a third, and a fourth, which turned out to be in groups, densely packed.
Ho ho!
A few huge thunder eels rolled across the sky and flew over like a rage.
Qing'er was extremely surprised. She wanted Mo Nan to take action just now, but now seeing so many thunder eels, she couldn't help feeling frightened, but luckily she didn't take action.
"Sink!" Mo Nan gritted his teeth, his voice changed slightly, and he stepped on the angry sword directly downward with a sudden force.
Qing'er was stunned, wondering if there was still a thunder eel?
Before she could react, there were thousands of sword lights shooting from the sky, and the force of the rolling coercion was overwhelming, and some ancient trees on the ground, and even the top of the mountain were directly crushed and broken.
Crack crack!
I saw several huge snow-white figures appearing on the other side of the sky.
At a glance, they are terrifying sword repairers. There was a row of old men in front of them. These old men were surprisingly big, at least a hundred meters tall. Behind them formed a huge semicircular wheel, and there were ancient swords stuck on the wheel.
Buzz——
The sword intent soars to the sky, crushing the world!
As these sword cultivators passed by, the Dao rang in harmony, and all dharmas went with them, just like an emperor traveling.
Mo Nan suppressed the sword of anger with all his strength, but it was still not fast enough.
The old man in the sky swiped his consciousness for a while, as if he wanted to find out Mo Nan and Qing'er, but they only used their consciousness to sweep for a while, and then drove Thunder Eel over Skyrim is gone.
"People from Jianye—" Qing'er's face changed drastically, and after saying this, she had already hid behind Mo Nan.
Mo Nan concentrated and held his breath. The entire Endless God Realm, Sword Field, Sword Realm, and Bone Realm are the most powerful forces. Whenever they meet, no one will confront them head-on.
After the old men passed by, there was also a long team of sword cultivators behind them. They all had tall horns and carried shining long swords on their backs. Rolling sword intent diffused.
There are quite a few people in this team, at least hundreds of thousands of people. After this team is over, there will be scattered sword cultivators.
Swish Swish Swish——
I don't know the reason for these scattered sword cultivators, but they fell from the sky and arrived not far from Mo Nan, and began to rest.
Mo Nan glanced at the angry sword under his feet, a little dumbfounded. Could it be that these scattered sword cultivators thought he was resting here, so they fell down one by one?
"Hey, this time our Jianye captured a nest of thunder eels, and this time the battle for the top ten thousand beasts belongs to our Jianye." Not far away, after a few sword repairers landed, they began to chat.
"The Bone Realm is also an opponent, but they sent a lot of people to many planes to find strange beasts. It seems that they are also determined to win the things on the list of beasts!"
"Hmph, what kind of beasts can there be in those low-level planes? If it weren't for the sudden intervention of the heavens in the bone realm, we would panic and point our swords at the heavens and all realms. Who would we be afraid of?"
Mo Nan just listened quietly without moving. If they found out that he was not from Jianye at all, the consequences would be big or small.
"Why are you still here? Why don't you go back soon?"
A sound of rolling came suddenly, which frightened the sword cultivators, and they didn't dare to say a word. Immediately, they rose up with their swords and directly chased the Jianye army that disappeared in front of them.
Mo Nan didn't move, and after a while, he and Qing'er were the only ones left here.
"Presumptuous, don't you hurry up?"
Above the sky, a gray-clothed figure suddenly appeared, this is a middle-aged man with a ferocious face. It was also he who roared angrily just now, and reprimanded those sword repairmen.
Mo Nan took a look at him, and it all came from his heart. Swordsmen usually have a heroic spirit and are upright, but the middle-aged man in front of him obviously cultivated a different kind of sword system, and even the aura he exuded was crazy. strong.
"Friend Daoist, you have mistaken someone! We are not from Jianye!" Mo Nanlang said.
The middle-aged man was startled for a moment, glanced at Mo Nan, and sneered: "You are a waste, you were scared when you strangled Thunder Eel, and you want to run away? You are not from Jianye, why are you in my ranks?" ? You... what is it in your hand?"
The eyes of the middle-aged man suddenly shot a bright light, and he immediately noticed the black wood in Mo Nan's hand. Although the black wood was weird, it was obviously a treasure.
"As a sword cultivator, you still use foreign objects? It's really a disgrace to our sword cultivators... Hmph, did you get this treasure in the Thunder Eel Sea, kept it private and didn't hand it in, and then left the team with an excuse? ? How bold!"
The middle-aged man was in the void, condescending, and suddenly stretched out his hand, thunderously said: "Hand it up—forgive you!"
Mo Nan's eyes turned cold, Jianye was known as tens of billions of sword cultivators, so there was no way to distinguish whether the opponent was a sword cultivator or not? The middle-aged man in front of him must be able to distinguish whether he is a sword cultivator or not. Now that he is like this, he clearly wants to covet him, this black wood.
"Jianye's style, today I have seen it!" Mo Nan held Heimu tightly, the middle-aged man in front of him had already reached the Ninth Level of Shattered Void, if there was a fight, he would have no chance of winning.
Before he fought against the Seventh Lord, he relied on the dew to smash the Seventh Lord's sea of consciousness first. Now that the dew is gone, what should we do?
Mo Nan took a look at the black wood in his hand, whether it was a real treasure or not, that was just for once.
Hum——
The middle-aged man obviously got impatient for waiting, and directly shot down with a sword light.
The gigantic sword light was ten thousand meters in size, it fell directly from the sky, and blasted towards Mo Nan's head in an instant.
"die--"
Rumble!
With a flick of his body, Mo Nan found that the thousand-meter anger sword under his feet had been split in two before he could stand still.
The sword light that shot down shattered the angry sword, and it was inserted between the sky and the earth, and the sword's panic spread for hundreds of miles.
Mo Nan's body was like an ant in front of this giant sword!
"If you want to take my treasure, whether it is Jianye or Daoyu, you have to pay the price!"
Mo Nan held the black wood in his hand and slapped the sword light fiercely.
Boom!
Wanmi Jianmang seemed to be glass, but it was shattered by Heimu in one blow.
This time, even Mo Nan was shocked. He just wanted to test whether the black wood was hard, but he didn't expect that it would have such an effect with one blow, it was invincible!
Bang——
Once Mo Nan fights, he never hesitates, and he immediately soars into the sky.
"You can't do what you can!" The middle-aged man was overjoyed after being shocked. In this way, this black wood is indeed a treasure. And this Mo Nan mere Shattered Void Duo, also wants to challenge him?
Hum——
The middle-aged man stretched out his hand to grab the back, and held the sharp sword behind his back in his hand. As soon as the sharp sword came out, the world echoed again.
cut!
Mo Nan's body trembled, and his body was slashed by several swords, but he didn't stop there, and the black wood in his hand struck again fiercely.
That posture was like hitting the opponent hard with an awl.
when--
The middle-aged man made a fierce block with his sharp sword, and he rejected the world with a sound of golden cry, his eyes burst out with anger: "The ancient soul sword made by my Jianye, how could it be that you are such a piece of wood... Ah!"
Kaka!
Before he finished speaking, the sharp sword in his hand cracked open.
Boom!
As soon as Mo Nan exerted all his force, he shattered the magic weapon of the middle-aged man and hit him directly at the same time.
Boom!
The body of the middle-aged man fell straight to the ground like a cannonball. He jumped out of the deep pit and looked at Mo Nan in the sky in horror. When did he try to be defeated by a cultivator who broke the void? up?
Buzz——
"Boy, don't even think about living!" The middle-aged man suddenly raised a transparent flying sword and shot fiercely into the void.
Mo Nan was shocked immediately, this flying sword was not for attacking, but for summoning nearby sword repairers. If the tens of thousands of sword cultivators just felt this flying sword, wouldn't they all turn around?
At that time, even if Mo Nan had tens of thousands of clones, he could not escape death!
But unfortunately, although the black wood in Mo Nan's hand was indestructible, his speed could not keep up with the flying transparent flying sword.
what to do?
"Hahaha, if you fight against us Jianye, you will die!" The middle-aged man stood on the ground and laughed wildly.
At this moment, a phantom suddenly flashed in front of him, and the transparent flying sword was suddenly grabbed by the phantom.
boom!
Both Mo Nan and the middle-aged man were shocked. At this moment, who destroyed the flying sword?
"Senior Zimu?" Mo Nan's spiritual sense swept over him, and he didn't expect it to be Senior Zimu from the Abandoned Land. When did this old guy come?
"Where are you meddling in other people's business? Our Jianye affairs are too daring, you are looking for death!" The middle-aged man shouted immediately.
"Hehe! Old man, Zimu Wanjun—the people from the Forsaken Land! Are you disregarding the "Seventh Ancestor God Agreement" by beheading a cultivator who has just ascended to the Endless God Realm like this?"
After hearing this, Mo Nan realized that Senior Zimu actually had such a domineering name.
"Hmph, he was the one who hurt me first, so why should I think about the "Seven Ancestor God Agreement"? Could it be that your little abandoned place thinks that our Jianye is easy to bully?" The middle-aged man was even more furious, if He still has some fears about the abandoned land for hundreds of years, but now, the abandoned land is simply a declining place.
Zimu Wanjun laughed, pointed at Mo Nan, and said: "It seems that this fellow Taoist has only sword intent, but no sword heart. Can't you tell that he is a human race? Are you not afraid of "Seven Ancestor Gods?" Agreement", but the wrath of the emperor, do you think Jianye will still carry it for you?"
"Human race?"
The middle-aged man glanced at Mo Nan seriously again, as if he was extremely afraid of the word "Human Emperor", and suddenly snorted coldly: "Boy, don't let me meet you again——"
Bang——
After speaking, he flew away directly into the sky.
Among those present, only Zimu Wanjun, Mo Nan, and Qing'er were left.
Zimu Wanjun looked at Mo Nan, and suddenly said in a deep voice, "Seventh Lord, did you kill him?"
