The Patriarch of the Nine Dragons

"What did you realize?"

Mo Hong on the side was about to speak, but unexpectedly the black-clothed youth next to him suddenly spoke, causing a strange look on his face, but there was no socket, and there was even a hint of expectation.

In fact, Yun Xiao really wants to know if the sword man is really sentimental. He needs to know the movement of Yulongjian just now, so that he knows that Cliff Mountain will never be as simple as it seems on the surface. There must be a big secret. .

But other people don't have the Dragon Sword. For thousands of years, no one has been able to find the real relics of the **** emperor. Didn't you see this place even the middle grade **** emperor?

If there are really any relics of a **** emperor, or what those spiritual realm powers have sensed, how can they let it go?

The cultivator of the low-grade **** emperor was nothing more than a small fish and a shrimp in the eyes of those big men.

It happened that the sword man who had hidden his strength said twice that he had insights. Yun Xiao suspected that he was just looking for an excuse and wanted to lure Mo Hong into taking action, so he asked.

"What are you? You are qualified to speak here?"

Unexpectedly, just after Yun Xiao asked, the Dao Tang just glanced at him obliquely, and then the arrogant voice came out, making De Yun Xiao's expression gloomy in an instant.

It seems that Dao Tang is treating Yun Xiao as Mo Hong's little brother. When talking to your boss, what is your little brother?

This guy looks so young, what can he cultivate?

Yun Xiao's disguise is extremely strong, and he has hidden his own pulse cultivation base, not to mention that it is the sword man of this second-rank **** emperor, even the several third-rank **** emperors over there, never want to see his details.

Originally, Yun Xiao didn't want to mix up the conflict between Dao Mang and Mo Hong, but he didn't expect that Dao Mang's eyes were blind, and he even yelled at himself. This was because he wanted to die, and the gods could not save him.

"Mo Hong, you should be a tortoise yourself, let the little brother come forward, what's the matter? I ask you, are you leaving?"

Dao Tang didn't know that he had already entered the ghost gate because of a word. He didn't care about the young guy who had turned gloomy next to him. He turned his gaze back to Mo Hong and gave an ultimatum.

"Humph, Cliff Mountain is not your Sabre Man's site, I can come and leave whenever I want, can you control it?"

Don't look at Mo Hong being polite in front of Yun Xiao, that's because he couldn't sense the opponent's cultivation base, but for this old opponent, he always thought that the opponent was a first-grade divine emperor, so what's he afraid of?

"Okay, you won't leave by yourself!"

A trace of killing intent flashed in Dao Man's eyes. He had fought endlessly with Mo Hong before and had never gained the upper hand, but today, it is undoubtedly a good opportunity for revenge.

Moreover, Dao Tang is still thinking about killing Mo Hong, the first-rank **** emperor, to deter those spirit races who want to covet this territory.

At least the spirit races below the third rank **** emperor, he believed that they should still be able to shake.

"I haven't seen you for a few months, your strength has not grown stronger, but your temper has grown a lot!"

Mo Hong still didn't sense the real cultivation base of Dao Tang, and uttered mockery there, but the next moment, he couldn't laugh again.

Because of the opponent's body, there is already a strong pulse.

"Two...Second Grade God Emperor?!"

Mo Hong's voice became a little sharper, and after the strange spirits from behind had all retreated for a certain distance, even the third-ranking **** emperors in several other places subconsciously glanced towards this side.

"This sword man, sneaking through to the second-ranking **** emperor, is there really some discovery?"

One of the third-tier **** emperors opened his eyes, touched his chin, and glanced at the place where the sword man is located. While muttering, he couldn't help thinking.

As for the other third-rank **** emperors, either they didn't open their eyes, or they just stopped paying attention after looking at them. Even if the sword man is a second-rank **** emperor, they can't threaten them.

"Haha, are you surprised? Are you surprised?"

At this moment, Dao Tang completely released his breath, and he was facing this old opponent who had fought for many years. Naturally, he was a little complacent, and his laughter resounded throughout the cliff mountain.

Many of the cultivators who hunted for treasure in the Cliff Mountain knew these two, but they, like Mo Hong, didn't know that the sword man had broken through to the second-rank **** emperor, and they were all surprised at the moment.

"escape!"

To say the most shocking, naturally it must be Dao Man's old rival Mo Hong.

He knew that the other party was waiting for this moment. If he didn't run for his life, he might even have to lose his old life here.

Regardless of how Mo Hong's previous fights with Dao Mang were able to prevail, the Dao Man at that time was only the top of the first-rank God Emperor. Now that he breaks through to the second-rank God Emperor, his fighting power will inevitably increase.

Not everyone is Yunxiao, and everyone can leapfrog the battle. The small realm gap in the **** emperor's rank is the sky gap for ordinary cultivators, and no one can easily cross it.

Mo Hong was just an ordinary spiritual cultivator. He knew clearly that he could not be the opponent of the Second-Rank God Emperor Sword Man, so he made a decisive decision and turned around and fleeed without a fight.

"Let you go, don't you go, now I want to go, it's too late!"

A triumphant shout resounded across the entire Duanya Mountain sky, causing a third-rank **** emperor to frown slightly, a second-rank **** emperor, so arrogant what?

However, these three-tier **** emperors did not know Mo Hong, so it was naturally impossible to rescue him.

As for Dao Tang, after killing Na Mohong, whether he wanted to grab the site and get a sense of it, that's a story.

Above the sky, Dao Man's entire body seemed to be transformed into a big sword, with sharp aura overflowing, and slashing towards the escaped Mo Hong fiercely, containing infinite domineering.

"Do not!"

Mo Hong sensed the sharp sword aura behind him, and his soul was frightened. He knew that he could not stop the sword man, but he was extremely unwilling. How could he be so unlucky?

However, I came to Duanya Mountain to try my luck, and I did not expect to meet the old opponent Dao Mang, and this old opponent who was at the top of the first-rank **** emperor like himself, unexpectedly broke through to the second-rank **** emperor.

Mo Hong was not reconciled, and finally cultivated to the realm of the first-rank **** emperor, so he was smashed to death with a single knife. He couldn't swallow this breath. If he knew this, he would not come to this cliff mountain.

"Hopeless!"

A third-ranking **** emperor looked up and made a low voice, as if he had pronounced Mo Hong's death sentence.

If a second-rank **** emperor deliberately hides his strength, if a first-rank **** emperor escapes, it can only show that the sword man is too useless.

"what?"

However, when the third-ranking **** emperor was about to close his eyes again, he was suddenly dazzled. A pair of eyes stared at a place, seeming to have discovered something amazing.

"Mo Hong, die!"

The sword man who turned into a big sword was extremely proud at the moment. Seeing that this old opponent was about to be cut into two pieces by himself, he shouted again, and then the blade fell violently.

However, at this moment, a figure suddenly appeared on the sword, and many foreign spirits could see it. The black figure stretched out his right hand and grabbed the back of the sword.

"It's the guy who followed Mo Hong just now, this...this is desperate, right?"

Some foreign spirits standing far behind Mo Hong could see the details of the figure clearly.

Just now this kid asked for a question, and was scolded by Dao Tang. He didn't expect to be a fool!

Like Dao Tang, they regard the black-clothed youth as Mo Hong's little brother, or a disciple. Under such circumstances, they still want to save people. Isn't it a fool?

As the name suggests, the sword man is not only extremely sharp, even the back of the sword is comparable to some low-grade artifacts.

The boy in black rashly stretched out his hand to grab, at least this arm might be instantly unprotected.

No one can sense Yun Xiao's true cultivation base, they only know that it is probably a stupid spirit.

In such a situation, if he didn't turn around and flee for his life, but instead wanted to save Mo Hong, it was almost a death.

Click!

However, at the next moment, something that stunned all the foreign spirits happened, and saw that the thin-looking young man in black actually grabbed the back of the big sword.

If it was just like this, then it would naturally not be surprising, but the palm of the back of the knife just grabbed it like a pin of the **** of the sea, which directly caused the powerful sword to halt.

And at this moment, the blade of the broad sword was only an inch away from Mo Hong's forehead, and even the first-grade **** emperor could sense the breath of death emanating from the blade.

"It's him!"

Mo Hong, who had escaped from the dead, broke out in a cold sweat at this moment, and when he turned his gaze to the figure in black, he couldn't help taking a breath.

The previous Mo Hong had some guesses that the guy who claimed to be Xingyu was a strong man, and his strength was not even lower than himself, so he was so polite.

But now, the strength of the black-clothed youth has somewhat subverted Mo Hong's imagination. How could this guy directly grab the Dao Mang's body when he shot?

Mo Hong naturally knows a lot about his old opponent, knowing that the main body of the sword man is a big sword, and it is a big sword that has reached the top grade artifact.

It is said that he was a high-level caster of the gods, and there was a slight omission in the casting process, which eventually caused the sword to give birth to sage, and also bite his own master.

The specific facts are no longer able to be verified, but the Dao Tang itself is a big sword.

And at this moment, the second-rank Shenhuangdao Mango that appeared on its body was actually under that small palm, and couldn't make an inch of it. This could already explain some problems.

Huh!

A moment later, while Mo Hong retreated tens of feet, the sword man's body changed again, transforming into the previous human form, but at this moment, the key to his throat had fallen into Yun Xiao's hand.

Looking from a distance, the dignified second-grade Divine Emperor Sword Mansion was pinched by a black-clothed young man with his throat, just suspended in the air quietly, dare not move.

It seems that as long as he moves, that palm will be quietly squeezed, squeezing his throat bone.

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