Chapter 463: Bai Mohan's Martial Soul

"Ha." Bai Mohan still chuckled lightly, "I really didn't expect you to be his disciple."

The 'he' in Bai Mohan's mouth naturally refers to Yi Lao.

"Don't you think about it?"

"Why didn't he do anything to me back then, was he forced to leave by me?"

"He can't kill me yet, so why can you kill me?"

Xiao Yi squinted his eyes, "A mere five-level Tianyuan, what qualifications do I have to say this in front of me?"

"Qualification? Very simple." Bai Mohan's chuckle suddenly turned into a grin.

"Just because I'm Bai Mohan, the first genius in the capital, the number one genius in the world."

"You can't kill me."

The voice fell, and Bai Mohan suddenly slapped it out with a palm.

"It's too much." Xiao Yi snorted lowly, and slammed out the same palm.

The two palms banged together, making a loud noise.

Bang.

Xiao Yi was shocked back a few steps.

Bai Mohan was shocked back nearly ten steps.

"Huh?" Xiao Yi frowned, "Peak combat power?"

"Haha." Bai Mohan sneered, "Are you qualified now?"

"The so-called refining of blood meaning pills, smearing charcoal creatures."

"Tsk tsk, I really didn't expect that such stupid words would come out of your mouth, Xiao Yi."

"There are so many creatures in the world."

"There are so many ants in the world."

"In this life of a warrior, everything is for the end of the martial arts."

"For this, sacrifice some ants, even if it is millions, tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions, why not?"

"You can be considered a peerless genius who can stand shoulder to shoulder with me, Bai Mohan."

"Such a simple truth,

Don't you understand? "

Bai Mohan's face was full of hideous and disdainful expressions.

"As for his business, that lunatic who has been completely dusted and completely forgotten."

"What's the point of you mentioning it again?"

"I give you opportunities many times, but you don't cherish them many times."

"This is the third time."

"If you are willing to give up, I will allow you to follow this difficult road of martial arts, so that you will have no more thorns."

Bai Mohan said, looking directly at Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi sneered coldly, "Bai Mohan, your last words seem to be too many."

"I'll give you a chance to leave a last word."

"I wanted to write it down and tell that weird old man later."

"It seems that it is not necessary now."

"You..." Bai Mohan's expression was hard to see.

"good very good."

"Then I won't leave you today."

After all, Bai Mohan's hand flashed.

A sharp sword appeared out of thin air.

A sharp aura that lingers in the world is extremely terrifying.

"Sky Splitting Sword?" Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes.

Splitting Heaven Sword Sect, on the bright side, there are three middle-grade Yuanqi.

Yan Yang, Frost, Shen Feng, three swords.

All are the swords of the strongest sword masters in history.

In addition, there is a top-grade Yuan weapon, called the Sky Splitting Sword.

It is enshrined in the forest of martial arts monuments of the past suzerains.

Even the suzerain cannot use it easily.

Now, in the hands of Bai Mohan?

Originally, the Tianyuan fifth-level cultivation base in the Baimohan district had peak combat power.

Xiao Yi was not surprised by this.

A true genius has the power to fight beyond the ranks.

But just now, it was only barely reaching the level of strength of Mu Qingyun.

Today, the Sky Splitting Sword is in hand.

Bai Mohan's combat power is probably no less than that of Elder Duan Yun.

the other side.

The seven peak powerhouses who were trapped by the icy barriers and the blizzard on all sides had a happy expression on their faces.

The sect master even grinned and said, "Mo Han has comprehended 68 stone tablets of martial arts of the sect masters of the past dynasties."

"It has to be recognized by the Heavenly Splitting Sword."

"With the Sky Splitting Sword in hand, Xiao Yi can't help him."

"Let's break the barrier quickly and go out to help him."

the other side.

Xiao Yi's expression was still indifferent.

"Do you think that with the Sky Splitting Sword in hand, I can't help you?"

Bai Mohan sneered, "You can try."

"Crack the ice and cut the sky." Xiao Yi let out a low voice.

A blizzard full of destructive aura suddenly descended over Bai Mohan.

Countless snowstorms hit Bai Mohan.

Bai Mohan was not afraid.

Mobilize the strength within the Sky Splitting Sword to easily resist.

The terrifying blizzard hit the Sky-Splitting Sword, but it couldn't shake the Sky-Splitting Sword in the slightest.

Before hitting Bai Mohan, Feng Xue was blocked by the Heaven Splitting Sword.

"Hahahaha." Bai Mohan burst out laughing.

"I said, Xiao Yi, you can't kill me."

"When the seven peak powerhouses get out of trouble, it will be your death."

Under the blizzard, the blizzard raged.

Bai Mohan was in it, but he didn't suffer any damage.

Instead, he laughed out loud.

It seems that it is really so half-like that the gods have descended to the earth.

Unfortunately, his opponent was Xiao Yi.

And Xiao Yi, in addition to being a martial artist.

Still a... killer!

Bai Mohan's wild laughter suddenly stopped abruptly.

As he swings his sword against a blizzard.

An equally cold sharp sword stabbed him to the point of death.

It is the Frost Sword.

A cold figure appeared beside him with a sneer.

It was Xiao Yi.

Bai Mohan was startled and quickly waved his sword to resist.

Clang.

The Frost Sword was blocked.

Just when he wanted to attack Xiao Yi with a sword.

Xiao Yi's figure suddenly flashed and disappeared into the endless snowstorm.

"Bai Mohan, I see how many swords you can block me."

In the wind and snow, a cold voice came out.

The blizzard was created by Xiao Yi.

Everything inside is under his control.

The dense snowstorm made it difficult for outsiders to see the scenery inside, and their eyesight dropped greatly.

But he couldn't stop Xiao Yi.

Simply put, within a few hundred meters of this blizzard.

Today, it is a world that Xiao Yi absolutely controls.

Cooperate with his assassination technique, Youyun Killing Sword and Youyun Killing Step.

He can play his strength and soar again.

Clang... Chong... Chong...

Killing the sword again and again, in an extremely strange and tricky way, stabbed Bai Mohan at the key point.

The speed of the sword is getting faster and faster and more and more dense.

Bai Mohan, after all, was able to reluctantly resist Xiao Yi by relying on the power of the Heavenly Splitting Sword.

As the battle lasted for a long time, it gradually became unstoppable.

It's not that the Sky Splitting Sword can't resist.

It was Xiao Yi's terrifying sword of assassination that made Bai Mohan even more unable to resist.

After a minute.

A crisp sword chant rang out.

The Frost Sword stabbed Bai Mohan's wrist.

The Heavenly Splitting Sword came out of his hand.

Xiao Yi stabbed again with a sword, taking Bai Mohan's heart straight away.

Bai Mohan was able to hide, avoiding the key point.

But it was also blasted away under this sword, and a huge blood hole appeared on his chest.

"Damn." Bai Mohan said angrily, covering his wound with a pale face.

Xiao Yi sneered, "Bai Mohan, without the Heaven Splitting Sword, how can you stop me?"

"Die."

The icy propaganda came under this blizzard.

A sword with endless killing intent, like a shock, unstoppable.

If there is no accident, Bai Mohan will definitely die on this sword.

However, at this moment, Bai Mohan was not panicked at all.

Instead, there was only incomparable anger.

"Xiao Yi, damn you, you forced me." Bai Mohan gritted his teeth.

"I said, I'm the first genius in the world, you can't kill me."

"Today, only you will die."

The voice fell.

On Bai Mohan's body, his aura rose sharply, and his cultivation soared.

A martial soul phantom suddenly appeared behind Bai Mohan.

If you say, Bai Mohan, who was holding the top-grade Yuanqi Tianjianjian before.

The strength is no less than that of Elder Duan Yun.

So now, even if there is no Heaven Splitting Sword in hand.

Bai Mohan's strength has also reached the level of Elder Duan Yun.

"Take it." Bai Mo drank coldly.

The Sky-Splitting Sword that had been released from his hand, returned to his hand in an instant.

At this moment, he is holding the Sky Splitting Sword, and his strength has surpassed Elder Duan Yun.

However, Xiao Yi doesn't care about these.

His eyes were now staring directly at Bai Mohan's martial soul phantom.

The face that had always been indifferent, at this moment, became extremely terrified.

"Bai Mohan, your martial spirit turns out to be..." Xiao Yi's face changed suddenly, and he said in shock, "Martial Dao Bingjing!"

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