I, Shushan Juggernaut, signed in Jianzhong for a hundred years

"This is your favorite weapon in the past. Didn't you find it calling you? Hurry up and pick it up."

Point in the air.

Mo Zunlou first restored Sedum's cultivation, then raised his hand and threw the Demon Suppressing Sword in Sedum's hand.

"Fei Peng, if you don't fight today, there is no need to keep it."

"I will suppress my strength to the same level as yours."

An invisible murderous aura radiated from Mo Zunlou's body, and his eyes were fixed on Sedum.

"You've been telling me Fei Peng, who is Fei Peng? My name is Sedum."

Faced with Mo Zunlou's pressing force, Jing Tian was also a little angry.

Holding the Demon Suppressing Sword in both hands, he said in a bad tone.

"Also, if you want to fight me even if I say good things, then don't blame me for being rude."

A powerful fighting spirit and sword power were aroused in Sedum, and the fighting spirit melting furnace formula was naturally used.

at the same time.

After contacting Sedum, the divine power contained in the Demon Suppressing Sword was silently converging towards his limbs and bones.

Make the power in his body stronger and stronger.

Has reached the state of integration.

A silver light shrouded his body, which was the special power contained in the Demon Suppressing Sword.

Sure enough, the power contained in the Zhaodan Excalibur was stimulated by Fei Peng, and only with fighting can growth be possible.

A strange look appeared on Mo Zunlou's face.

One into two, two into three, three into four... Hundreds of long swords appeared in front of Sedum.

"Fight!"

Mo Zunlou, who witnessed all this, nodded secretly, and stretched out his hand to summon a red light.

For Sedum at this moment, he did not use weapons, but used palms instead.

Frowning, Jing Tian showed a murderous look at the corner of his mouth, and his body was radiant.

"Shushan Heavenly Sword Art."

Like a long river, Jian Guang rushed forward under Sedum's command after absorbing enough power.

"Swish!"

Seeing the flying swords rushing towards him in unison, Mo Zunlou didn't move at all.

Instead, he waved his right hand flatly.

"Bump..."

The sword light collided with the palm, making the sound of gold and iron clashing continuously, shining brightly.

Mo Zunlou, his expression was still indifferent, and the disappointment in his eyes flashed past.

"You can only use these moves? You can't even tickle me."

Jing Tian's pupils shrank, and then anger rose from his heart, and he increased his strength again.

"A little older, have you forgotten how you used a sword before?"

Seeing that Sedum only used the cultivation in his body to launch this indifferent attack.

Even the Demon Suppressing Sword seemed to be a decoration.

In this way, when will Sedum get a real fight with him?

Mo Zunlou waved his hand impatiently, and a strong wind blew away all the sword lights.

While Sedum was greatly shocked, his figure also rushed out with the sword light under the gust of wind.

"The difference in strength is so big, why do you still fight with me?"

While Sedum felt more and more failed, a sense of powerlessness and frustration struck.

It can be said that the heart is quite complicated for the Demon Lord.

Since he was born, he has been going smoothly without any major setbacks.

Even cultivation naturally slowed down.

Mao Mao and He Biping need to spend ten days and a hundred days to reach the point of practice.

He can reach this step in less than one night.

In addition, in Yuzhou City, except for one Tangmen and Yamen with monks.

It is rare to see powerful monks.

So after experiencing the turmoil of the Five Spirits Sect, Sedum's mentality is not the same as before.

This is the case with artificial cultivation.

Until Mo Zunlou and the mysterious black-robed monk in front of him taught him a lesson with practical actions.

Only then did Sedum realize.

Cultivation is not that easy, and it is not just playing tricks.

If he wants not to be looked down upon by others, he can no longer be so powerless and let others treat him like a chick.

It is necessary to practice, fight, and have the strength far beyond others.

Looking at the Mo Zunlou, whose expression became more and more indifferent and approached him, with evil spirit emerging.

Jing Tian gritted his teeth and spoke directly.

"Chonglou, since you said that I knew you before, do you dare to make a bet with me?"

"Oh, bet! What do you want to bet on?"

Mo Zunlou became interested.

Could it be that Sedum is finally going to regain the spirit of a flying general, then his goal will be considered accomplished.

"I want to make a ten-year agreement with you. Ten years later, there will be a formal competition between you and me."

Taking a deep breath, Sedum held the Demon Suppressing Sword in her hands, her expression becoming more and more tense.

If Mo Zunlou didn't agree with him, and wanted to kill him when he got angry, he wouldn't be able to run away.

"A ten-year agreement, okay, I will accept your ten-year agreement."

Mo Zunlou frowned and said directly.

Sedum has the courage to make an agreement with him, so it doesn't matter if he waits for ten years!

"Chonglou, stop."

Just when the two made an agreement, Xu Changqing who came over was anxious to see this scene.

He thought Mo Zunlou had discovered Sedum's identity and wanted to kill him.

Holding the Xingchen sword in his hand, in the blink of an eye, the Xingchen Huahua sword technique has been used.

The sword light like flowers and stars bloomed continuously around Xu Changqing, making the surroundings look like a sea of ​​flowers.

Then the star-like sword lights exploded and gathered together, as if the stars had smashed into the Demon Respect Building.

"Disciple of Shushan, you have crossed the line."

The swordsmanship of Shushan disciples is a very strong attack on monks of the same level.

But from Mo Zunlou's point of view, he has no qualifications to catch his eye.

Without even looking at it, he just waved his hand lightly.

The falling stars and sword light seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, unable to move.

Then a red palm wind directly shattered the stars and swords, and rushed towards Xu Changqing.

Seeing this palm wind appear in front of him in an instant, Xu Changqing hastily swung the Xingchen sword across and blocked it in front of him.

Running what you have learned is bound to block the Demon Respect Tower.

pity.

He tried his best to resist, but was still sent flying by the palm wind.

The Xingchen Sword also made a rattling sound, as if it was about to crack.

Xu Changqing's face was pale, and a sharp pain in his chest kept coming, making him extremely uncomfortable.

Especially the palm wind that followed made him feel a strong sense of powerlessness.

……

"Mozun, with your strength, why do you want to attack these two juniors?"

In the sky, a voice came.

A yin and yang gossip fell from the sky and blocked Xu Changqing.

After the eight trigrams and the blood-red blade light collided, they exploded on the spot, and then both dissipated directly.

"Brother Yang, you're here, cough cough."

Although there are means to save his life, Xu Changqing, who was still seriously injured, coughed up blood one after another.

The moment he saw Yang Chen appear, his heart was much more at ease.

I thought it was the head of Qingwei who was worried about their safety, so he invited Yang Chen out.

"Junior Brother Changqing, take good care of your wounds, everything here is with senior brother."

Yang Hun quietly landed and stood in front of the Demon Zunlou.