Chapter 4760? 7 Swords Chaos Court

There was silence in the Heavenly Palace, and everyone was watching this scene with bated breath.

The sword-wielding swordsmen all frowned when they saw the confrontation that was almost completed in an instant.

Because of the confrontation between the two of them, the sword intent that escaped was by no means comparable to ordinary sword cultivators.

Especially the sword intent that swept up at that moment, even those who approached felt a kind of killing intent that the soul was being cut.

Jian Wushuang stood with his sword in hand, as if he did not intend to engage in the next fight.

And the young guard also had no plans to fight again. After drawing the sword behind his back, he was ready to retreat.

"Stop, did I tell you to go back?"

A cold voice sounded, and Young Master Mo, who was sitting on the top, leaned forward, his drunken eyes were full of coldness, as if he was about to kill someone in the next moment.

And the figure that was about to retreat also paused at this moment, looked at him with a pair of eyes, and then cupped his hands, "It will stop when you click, if you continue to fight, I'm afraid I will make a joke."

"If the son insists on watching it, why don't I wait for a few brothers to compose a sword dance for the son?"

When Young Master Mo heard the words, he looked at the guard with a dashing face, his expression softened, "Okay, if you don't satisfy me, I'll take your heads!"

The youth guard agreed, then turned to look behind him.

A total of six guards in uniform costumes slowly walked out from one side.

Jian Wushuang saw this, his eyebrows twitched slightly, and he stepped back without a trace.

"Brother Jian, is there any situation?" Chen Qing asked in a low voice.

"If the situation isn't right, just run!" he whispered, a dignified flash in his eyes.

At this point, Jian Wushuang was completely determined that the seven guards were the seven swordsmen I saw in the Xianfu pavilion in Beitian Xianzhou before.

Right now, they all sneaked into this Heavenly Palace, and the goal seems to be all running towards Young Master Mo alone.

When Chen Qingchunqiu heard the words, they all became cautious. They knew Jian Wushuang's character well, and they would never aim at nothing.

He said that if there is a situation, then there must be a situation.

for a while,

Chen Qing turned his attention to the seven seemingly ordinary figures in the center of the hall.

Without too much nonsense, the seven figures spread out side by side in a zigzag shape, and then the seven real swords that lingered around and pointed straight forward.

The atmosphere in the entire Heavenly Temple began to change subtly.

Jian Wushuang and Chen Qingchunqiu moved to the gate of the Temple of Heaven without a trace, but was stopped by the lady Yin Ling who was sitting on the head with her eyes.

At this moment, the sword dance consisting of seven people began. With the leading young guard as the point, the seven real swords moved their power and moved around the hall.

The cloud of smoke from the huge incense burner in the center of the hall gradually transformed into various scenes under the movement of these sword intents.

It may be like a dragon leaping over the sea of ​​clouds, or it may be like a crouching tiger chanting and changing.

Seeing this still magnificent scene, the top cultivators sitting on both sides of the hall, or the Yanxians couldn't help clapping their hands and applauding.

Young Master Mo, who was sitting at the top, also nodded frequently, as if he was very satisfied with the sword dance of these seven people.

Jian Wushuang seemed a little restless, because he just discovered that this seven-person team had a larger and more powerful force.

Although it was only revealed for a moment, it still shocked Jian Wushuang immediately.

At that level of power generation, it is very likely that they have transcended the realm of immortality.

"Could it be that they are going to assassinate Young Master Mo?" He seemed to have thought of something, and then his eyes turned to Young Master Mo.

Unconsciously, the seven figures moved forward more and more.

The clouds gradually spread throughout the hall, making every top cultivator seem to be on top of the clouds, fluttering like a fairy.

At this moment, Young Master Mo's eyes gradually became excited, and his eyes became even more drunk.

And in the seven-man formation, the young guard at the forefront, holding a real sword, was extremely imposing.

In the eyes that were a little old-fashioned, there was a hint of cold killing intent.

The next moment, he jumped up abruptly, stepped on the cloud and smoke, and under the gaze of all the top cultivators and Yanxian, he clenched the real sword in his hand and stabbed Young Master Mo.

The air seemed to be stagnant, and everything that was about to happen happened at this moment.

A sword swirling around the supreme power, stabbed at him without any hesitation.

But at this moment, a sudden change occurred, and the space in front of Young Master Mo collapsed in a large chunk without any warning, and even forcibly changed the position where the sword stabbed.

The sword that originally stabbed Young Master Mo's forehead was forced to move, and finally pierced the cheekbone without any resistance, and nailed it firmly to the temple chair.

The screams resounded, and the blood spurted out.

Young Master Mo's entire left side was directly crushed, the real sword penetrated half of his head, and the tip of the sword penetrated more than an inch into the palace chair!

But this blow didn't kill him at all, and he was still a long way from the immortal source in his mind.

Failing to kill him with one blow, the young guard descended with his palm, vowing to completely kill Young Master Mo!

But the great coercion that followed, curbed his momentum.

A black robe walked out from behind Young Master Mo, also stretched out a palm and smashed it towards the youth guard.

The two powers collided, and a loud roar erupted.

Then the young guard flew out like a kite with a broken string.

At this moment, all Dingxiu and Yanxian reacted and manipulated Yanli to encircle the seven people.

And the six figures that were standing in the same place also moved, and all of them were like ghosts. After quickly catching the young guard, they let go of their hands and feet to kill.

One of them was tall and thin, with both palms folded in front of the chest, and then abruptly tore it apart, the boundless force actually ripped apart the space directly, and together with the more than twenty top cultivators who came up, they all turned into powder.

There was another figure, his palms clenched into fists, and he committed himself to punching the ground.

"Boom!"

The entire heavenly hall trembled, and then a series of fine cracks cracked the white jade floor.

At this moment, the six figures all burst out with the most terrifying strength.

Everyone has the terrifying power to easily kill Yanxian.

At this point, the entire Heavenly Temple has fallen into chaos!

As early as the first moment of the riot, Jian Wushuang took the lead in reacting, reaching out and blasting open the door of the palace, and ran away with the two of them.

This kind of chaotic situation that is completely out of control, if you are a little careless, I am afraid that even he will hate it on the spot.

"Brother Jian, this is too exciting, it seems that the boy Mo will die today!" In the void, Chen Qing said with excitement among the three figures that were escaping rapidly, "It's really reincarnation, Someone came to assassinate him."

Jian Wushuang heard the words, and the figure that was escaping quickly came to a sudden stop.

Turning around and looking at the Heavenly Temple, which was about to collapse, he finally said, "No, I want to go back."

Chen Qing was stunned when he heard the words, and then said anxiously, "Brother Jian, are you joking? Young Master Mo is already in danger of dying."