The young man who cultivated the truth returned to the city

Ning Qiandu watched Ji Mo control tens of thousands of long swords at the same time, and his snowflake-like pupils dilated a lot. This scene was really shocking!

This "Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect" is an ancient skill that has been passed down by the Tiangang Sword Sect, but the mental method to cooperate with the practice has been lost. The only people in the entire Tiangang Sword Sect who can practice this skill to some extent are the sect leader and That young uncle with extraordinary talent! But now, a third person has actually practiced this technique!

Master Bai Zige is thirty years old, but the sect master is over a hundred years old. Both of them are much older than Ji Mo, but Ji Mo succeeded in practicing earlier than them.

Could it be said that Ji Mo's talent is higher than that of his master and sect leader?

When Ning Qiandu was shocked and at a loss, the pyroblasts and fire lotus from Fenyan Sect exploded on the Wanjian shield.

"boom!"

Waves of fire surged into the air, and the Wanjian shield remained motionless, but Ji Mo spurted out a mouthful of blood and knelt down on the flying sword at his feet.

This Ten Thousand Sword Returning Sect consumes too much energy, and he has not fully understood the first level. If he uses it forcefully, he will suffer backlash.

"No, we must fight quickly."

Ji Mo knew he couldn't drag it on any longer, so he immediately used his true energy to attach to the sword, "Thousands of swords return to the clan! Thunder strikes!"

"puff!"

Before he could take action, he spurted out a mouthful of blood again. He felt that the true energy in his body was exhausted and he could no longer activate Wanjian Guizong.

"asshole!"

Ji Mo cursed angrily, and he suddenly remembered that when he fought with the Black King a few days ago, he had overused his true energy and had not recovered yet.

It seems that the Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect can only be scrapped due to lack of true energy... Ji Mo thought unwillingly.

"What kind of skill is this? It can easily block our combined attack!" the Burning Flame Sect monk was shocked.

"How can we kill him with this sword formation here?" a monk asked anxiously.

"No, such a powerful technique should require a lot of support. That man is only at the peak of the Jinshan stage. He doesn't need many moves." Senior Brother Fen Yan said calmly.

"Look! He's vomiting blood!"

"Hmph, as expected, let's attack again."

"Pyroblast!"

"Red Lotus Fire."

Seeing all kinds of tricks coming, Ji Mo forced himself up and shouted to Ning Qiandu: "Quickly leave! You are so deaf!"

Ning Qiandu trembled, turned around with her sword and was about to leave, but as soon as she turned around she stopped, "I can't leave by myself, I can't leave you alone!"

Seeing that she didn't leave, Ji Mo got angry. I risked my life to help you run away, but you are so careless!

"Why are you showing mercy at this time! Get lost! Put away your pity for me! If you really pity me, why didn't you pity me when you drove me away!" Jimo roared.

After that, Ji Mo slapped Ning Qiandu on the back and let her fly away. This palm was not heavy, but it sent Ning Qiandu more than a hundred meters.

Ning Qiandu looked at Ji Mo who was going further and further away from her sight, as well as the ten thousand swords and the flames in the sky. For some reason, her heart became sour!

"Jimo!"

She screamed, but before her voice came out, it was drowned out by the roar of the flames hitting the sword array.

"puff!"

Ji Mo spat out a mouthful of blood. The sword formation in front of him was still as solid as a rock, but the backlash from his technique was so severe that he could no longer hold on.

"If you dare to kill him today, the Tiangang Sword Sect will never let you go!" Ning Qiandu shouted.

She didn't leave, and Ji Mo was very disappointed. Why did this senior sister, who had always been ice-snow and wise, become mentally retarded at this time?

After hearing this, the four people from the Fenyan Sect all showed mocking expressions.

"A declining sect still dares to say that he won't let us go? Hahaha, what a joke!"

"You let her go, and I can give you what you want." Jimo kneeled on the flying sword and said.

"Do you have ice crystal elements?" asked one of the Fenyan Sect.

"I do." Jimo said deliberately.

During the conversation with Fen Yanzong, he used his true energy to control a flying sword to collide with Ning Qiandu, signaling her to run away.

"If you have it, that would be great, but you are wrong about one thing. What we want is not just the ice crystal element, but also Senior Sister's... body!" The monk from the Fenyan Sect looked at Ning Qiandu My eyes are full of you... Pfft..." Ji Mo was filled with rage and spurted out another mouthful of blood. As he spurted blood, his whole body became weak, and the sword array in the sky collapsed instantly.

Senior Brother Fen Yan walked up to Ji Mo who was completely weak, kicked him in the abdomen, and sneered: "It's just an ant, acting like a clown."

Ji Mo was kicked by him and almost fell from the flying sword. The blood in his mouth became thicker and thicker.

"You still want to protect your senior sister? You don't even look at what you look like! Even if all the women in your sect are insulted, you can only watch helplessly!"

The other monks of the Burning Flame Sect became more and more outrageous.

"How dare you insult my sect!"

Listening to the obscene words, Ning Qiandu was extremely angry. Zhenqi suddenly burst out around her body. She clenched the sword in her hand and rushed forward to chop down the four people of Fenyan Sect.

"snort!"

Senior Brother Fen Yan suddenly drew flames with his hands and hit Ning Qiandu hard on the lower abdomen. Ning Qiandu felt pain and dropped the sword in his hand. He covered his lower abdomen and could not move.

"I like the temper of Senior Sister. It must be very exciting when we have sex..." Senior Brother Fen Yan said with a lewd smile.

Suddenly he felt that it was very exciting to humiliate others like this, and said: "Oh! I remembered it. I heard that the young master uncle of the Tiangang Sword Sect is a stunning beauty in the world. Even wearing a veil, he can look so beautiful that he blooms thousands of miles away. It's really incredible. I know what her body feels like, hahaha..."

"You... dare to insult her!" Ji Mo, who was lying on the flying sword and spitting blood, suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and bloodshot suddenly appeared in his eyes. He forced his damaged body to fly up. His pale face and bloodshot eyes looked at the four monks of Fenyan Sect very ferociously, and his upper and lower teeth were bleeding.

He looked like a madman, with a ferocious expression like a devil who had just crawled out of hell. The other four monks of Fenyan Sect couldn't help but take a step back.

His life was saved by Bai Zige, his courage to live was given by Bai Zige, his skills were taught by Bai Zige, and everything he had was given by Bai Zige!

Bai Zige, that was the person he couldn't bear to be insulted the most in his heart! Anyone who dared to insult her must die!

"All must die! You all! Must! Die!"

Perhaps there is really infinite energy in human genes, and it will explode when the owner's emotions reach a certain level!

Ji Mo's body slowly climbed up from the flying sword. His normal white eyes and black pupils turned into bloody white eyes. Blood kept flowing out of the cracks of his teeth, and the veins on his hand holding the hilt of the sword bulged.

"Snap!"

A crisp sound, that was the sound of the hilt being crushed.

"You... all have to die! All have to die! All die! Dare to insult her! I will kill all of you!" He was like a beast, roaring madly, but it was terrifying.

"What... what is this?" The monks of the Burning Flame Sect were frightened and retreated one after another, because they felt a kind of pressure from life from Ji Mo! This pressure made it difficult for them to breathe.

"Ji Mo..." Ning Qiandu looked at Ji Mo's crazy appearance, and the impression of Ji Mo's cowardice in his heart instantly turned into ashes. Is this a person who is afraid of death? No!

He is like a person who has to fight for his life and the next life.

For the life of his senior sister and the reputation of his master, he is willing to fight for these!

If human dignity is more important than life, then what Ji Mo is fighting for is not just his life, but his shredded dignity! Because Bai Zige is his dignity!

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