"Little brother, take it. As long as you help me get rid of him, you can borrow anything."

Xiaoyun picked up the sword that had been inserted into the soil next to him. He held the hilt tightly and pushed it as if he was pushing it, and quickly delivered it to Mo Linfeng's hand.

With such a powerful force, it seems that there is no consideration for whether Mo Linfeng can catch it.

Facing the sharp sword that was flying towards me, Mo Linfeng was still orderly, and his eyes were not at all, staring at the person, for fear that he would run away accidentally.

The sharp sword was getting faster and faster, almost close to light, and was about to pierce on his body. Suddenly, his right hand grabbed out of thin air, just holding the hilt of the sword, and quickly adjusted the sword in his hand to an extremely comfortable position.

After the sword fell into his hand, Mo Lin threw his gratitude to his eyes.

"Thank you,"

Then he turned his head and stared at the man with emotionlessness, unconsciously activate the sword intent.

When the sword was in Xiaoyun's hand, I felt that this sword was extraordinary. Now, after I really used it, I really thought it was good. I almost didn't need to mobilize the sword intent in my body. Those sword intents seemed to be summoned.

Following his right arm, through his arm, slowly flowing into the sword.

The sword, which had no sharpness just now, had already released its original arrogance. If it swings slightly, it would feel like it was extremely dangerous and aroused by nature.

Before he even made a move, he had the urge to surrender.

"This kid is really that physique! Otherwise, where would such a huge sword intent come from?" At such a young age, having such a powerful lethality is enough to prove the importance of talent.

To be honest, he was quite jealous. If it weren't for his innate defects, he might not have done that stupid thing at the beginning. Although he had regretted it, he let it go from the moment he saw Xiaoyu being killed with his own eyes.

Now in his eyes, there is only the urge to kill Mo Linfeng and avenge Xiaoyu.

Feeling the improvement of sword intent cultivation, even though he was seriously injured now, he still didn't care. He used all his strength to dance the long sword again and slashed it straight down on his head.

It is quite determined, not fancy, but it is more powerful than all his moves just now.

The blade roared with gusts of wind breaking through the wind, and the patterns on the blade were visible to the naked eye. Although there was power, the moves used had already been greatly deformed and many flaws were revealed.

These are naturally the results that Mo Linfeng is very willing to see. He admitted that this opponent is quite tenacious, and he has reached this point, and he still refuses to give up resistance.

Although he took advantage of others' danger, he had no choice but to save others and achieve his goal. As for whether he would be criticized, it was the future matters, and he didn't care about these things at all.

Mo Linfeng raised his hand and forcibly resisted the blade that was slashing horizontally. At this time, the sword intent that had been condensed for a long time spread out in an instant.

It was like wind swords, constantly spreading to the outside.

In a blink of an eye, he had arrived at the area where the man was, crisscrossing, leaving him with no place to dodge.

Moreover, he had just tried his best to slash, but was blocked by the other party. Before his body could stand firm, this situation occurred.

Caught off guard, he simply chose to use his body to force it. He believed that with his strong body, there was no problem at all. But he did not expect that these wind swords composed of sword intent did not appear alone, but were one by one.

After continuous warning, his body finally issued a warning, and blood kept pouring out of the surface of his skin, which soon invaded the whole body, and almost no longer could see the original skin.

Even though he had already done so, he still did not give up on resistance.

"This can't kill you. Your skin is really hard, but at this point, the next sword will definitely take your life."

If it were the previous sword, plus the sword intent, it would never have such power, and it would definitely not be as good as this effect. The power generated by different weapons is simply a huge difference.

No wonder the old man surnamed Zhang often said that if you have the chance, you must get a weapon of high grade of your own. It seems quite reasonable.

At this moment, Mo Linfeng had decided that he would definitely go and search for it if he had the chance.

The moment the sword was started, the starting move of "One Sword Determination of the World" was still condensed, as if it was natural and there was no discomfort at all.

Although the sword is now pressed by the blade and cannot be pulled away at all, it does not affect Mo Linfeng's subsequent swing.

I saw Mo Linfeng's body slightly tilted, and his feet seemed to be moving. After a few sways, there were shadows appearing. Then Mo Linfeng let go of his hand holding the sword and let it fall. He almost felt that he was about to land. He raised his toes lightly, lifted the falling sword again, and grabbed it back into his hand.

"snort"

The moment the sword fell into his hand again, he did not stop at all, and took action directly, and in an extremely strange posture, he made a killing move like a tide of overwhelming seas. The current movement of "one sword determines the universe" is like a huge wave, covering the sky and the sun, and a thread of water and sky.

The long soldier was too clumsy and it was relatively troublesome to take it back, so when Mo Linfeng suddenly came, he was completely overwhelmed. In addition, his body was seriously injured and could no longer withstand any attack.

"No, I'm not willing."

Faced with such an unstoppable move, he finally made a rant of extreme reluctance. After all, he was almost exhausted, and no matter how hard he shouted, there would be no miracle.

"Yun, I can't kill you now, don't worry, even if I become a ghost, I will not let you go. I will definitely repay Xiaoyu's grudge, just like I did when I killed her..."

The unrivaled sword intent directly crossed his neck, and then a huge head soared into the sky, blood rising from the sky, as high as three feet.

The head fell to the ground, and you could see unprecedented anger from the last unwilling look, your eyes widened, just like you could kill someone with your eyes.

"I will definitely not let you go, I will definitely not let you go..."

Although the man was dead, his voice still flowed between the mountains and forests and could not dissipate for a long time.

In fact, Mo Linfeng didn't pay attention. When the man's head fell to the ground, a red light flashed and disappeared directly into the dense jungle.

Mo Linfeng's tense nerves finally dropped, and instantly, a powerful sense of fatigue filled his whole body, directly swallowing his will.

He fell down with no unhappiness and smiled. He was very happy because this was the first strong man he killed. Although the other party was injured, it was quite difficult!

The moment he lost consciousness, he heard Xiaoyun's unrestrained laughter, which almost spread throughout the corner. At that moment, Mo Linfeng realized that he might have been exploited.

"Senior Brother Lei, you have such a result, you are completely asking for your own reasons. This is the price. There is no doubt that the final winner of this competition is me..."
Chapter completed!