If you cannot break through to the Earth Immortal and increase your life by 500 years, even if you can prolong your life, it will not exceed two hundred years.

This also means that Qingyun, the chief supervisor of the Beili Sword, has been alive for a few years now.

But who would have thought that he would appear at this time and was even more prepared to support the older generation of princes to take office.

"We dare not take the emperor to command the princes?" Qingyun smiled lightly, and a sword appeared in his hand.

The sword grid is like the wings of a flying bird, and the sword body is slightly longer than an ordinary three-foot sword, with fine teeth and silver light.

The famous sword Cangwu, the 14th place in the Beili famous sword score, is not the sword of the Immortal Palace, but it is rare, let alone being held in the hand of a Shenyou.

"Ha." Mo Changsheng sneered, and the nine swords flew together, looking at the three of them: "Are you here one by one, or come together?"

After saying that, he smiled again: "I'm stupid too. You three dare to fight me one by one?"

"Arrogant!"

The Sunflower Ancestor's eyes narrowed, and his figure suddenly disappeared, and his speed was extremely fast. This is the most outstanding aspect of "Sunflower Book", which just confirms the sentence "The martial arts in the world are strong and cannot be broken, but it is fast and cannot be broken"!

"Three Talent Sword Formation!"

It was soon after that, three flying swords were already flying out in the shape of a font, condensing the general trend of heaven, earth and man, responding to the stars above, illuminating the mountains and rivers below, turning into three stunning sword lights.

Dangdangdang!

With three loud noises, it was the ancestor of Sunflower who took action to resist the Sancai Sword Formation, but at this time Mo Changsheng had no time to care about him.

The Qingyun Superintendent on the other side, holding the Cangwu sword, broke through the air with one sword, and the vast sword energy was enough to destroy the city and draw the village. With one sword, it seemed that he had seen the ends of the world and Cangwu in the North Sea.

"Sword Six!"

Mo Changsheng popped out with one finger, and one of the red flying swords, named Hongxiu, flew out in an instant, and turned into a red dragon in a moment, roaring between the sky and the earth, swallowing clouds and fog, driving away thunder and lightning!

Rumble!

The thunder continued to shock, and Mo Changsheng pinched the magic tricks again, and the five swords flew together, turning into a five-element qi cover that enveloped his body.

Almost at the same time, a dazzling sword light suddenly slashed through the night sky, as if it was rising from nothingness, like a flash of thunder, a white light tearing apart the sky.

Scream—

The sword light fell and made a sharp and harsh sound. At the same time, the showdown between the other two places was also known.

The ancestor of Sunflower broke through the Sancai Sword Formation, and Jian Liu was also blocked by the Qingyun Prison.

“It’s a good cooperation.”

Even at this tense moment of life and death, Mo Changsheng's face still seemed calm.

This is confidence from the trump card.

In the distance, he also noticed that Zhao Yuzhen was coming to help, but he stopped him. He was worried that he would be diversioning the tiger away from the mountain. Only when Zhao Yuzhen looked at those juniors could he let go.

"Look at how long you can last!" The Japanese sword saint Watanabe Sword Yi suddenly retreated a hundred feet, and the long sword was sheathed again, and he made a gesture of drawing his sword, and his whole body was condensed into a knife.

"Draw a sword and slash?"

It really looks like the style of Japan.

"If you want to be big, then I will be big too."

Mo Changsheng glanced at him, and the Grand Priest Qingyun and the Grand Priest of Kuihua were already fighting, obviously preparing to buy time for Watanabe Sword and condense the sword power.

It is precisely because of this that the magic tricks on Mo Changsheng's hand changed, and the light of magic power rose in the void, covering a radius of ten miles. Then, golden flying swords transformed into shape, with thousands of them.

"go!"

Mo Changsheng snapped his fingers, and thousands of flying swords turned into two sword rivers, rushing towards the ancestor of Sunflower and the chief of Qingyun respectively.

At this time, he used the Xiao Qian Sword Formation again, which was no longer comparable to that before.

Nowadays, the Xiao Qian Sword Formation can kill the peak of the Heaven Realm with any flying sword.

Hundreds of handles are combined together, although they will not be able to kill Shenyou, but it is no problem to delay the entanglement for a while.

"rise!"

Mo Changsheng also followed suit, retreated a hundred feet and pinched his hands. The vast magic power was being consumed rapidly, and flying swords surged out from his sleeves.

These flying swords were obtained in the Shushan Sword Palace, and many of them were just sword embryos. However, now he didn't care about so many. Eighty-one flying swords of various colors spread across the sky, each nine in a group, landing in the nine stars of the Taoist Palace.

"Purple Mansion, Tianfei, Double Pole, Tianmu, Life and Fetal, Huangwu, Gemini, Dongming, Yinyuan!"

Every time Mo Changsheng said two words, an infinite sword energy burst out in one direction. Among them, nine flying swords seemed to form systems, turning into stars, containing the great power of the stars.

"Killing God with one sword!"

At this moment, the little silent Watanabe sword was released, and the body seemed to merge into the void, instantly crossing the distance between him and Mo Changsheng, and a knife with almost murderous intent condensed into substance was unsheathed in an instant.

However, at this time, a gentle smile appeared on the corner of Mo Changsheng's mouth.

The void seemed to be frozen for a moment at this time, and a clear voice sounded in Watanabe's ear:
Chapter completed!