The moment the two swords collided.

In an instant, there was more smoke.

The moment of confrontation.

Both sides were shocked.

Ling Tian could feel that Mo Chao's domineering air wave in front of him was pouring into his body with an absolute attitude. Mo Chao was also uncomfortable. At this moment, he could only feel the pressure on his arms.

Full of remnants of dragon power.

The dragon's power was overbearing, as if it wanted to tear his veins apart.

"hateful."

Mo Chao was furious and even more energetic. He immediately exerted domineering pressure and swept out in an instant. Under this extreme pressure, Ling Tian felt even more strenuous, especially the purple light sword, which he pressed down instantly.

Ling Tian bent his arm, and in just one breath, Ling Tian made a countermeasure. Ling Tian's wrist flicked, and the green silk long sword was close to the sword of Mo Chao in front of him.

It spun in an instant.

The sword rotates.

The green silk sword lights intertwined in an instant, heading towards Mo Chao's face.

"Danger."

As a powerful emperor, Mo Chao's perception of energy has reached a terrifying level. In the blink of an eye, he felt the death energy on the sword spreading.

I was shocked for a moment.

The tide of ink retreated in an instant.

Seeing the ink tide recede, Ling Tian's eyes grew colder.

Take advantage of your illness!

Kill you!

Before Mo Chao could recover, Ling Tian waved his hand again, and several rays of cold light burst out from his palm, heading towards Mo Chao in front of him.

Whoosh!

The silver needle pierced the sky, and the sound of calling for life reappeared on the scene.

Mo Yuan was also shocked by the scene in front of him and exclaimed: "Father, be careful!"

Mo Yuan wanted to rush for help, but it was too late. He was so desperate that he would not be given any chance.

As a powerful emperor, Mo Chao never thought that Ling Tian could be so cunning and subconsciously swung his sword to resist.

Ding dong!

Ding dong!

The silver needle collided with the sword, and there was a tinkling sound at the scene.

Mo Chao didn't have time to be sarcastic, and saw that the silver needle that had been swung away actually changed its posture and flew out again, and bounced back again at an especially tricky angle.

hiss!

How could Mo Chao have imagined that a small silver needle could have such power?

The silver needle is tricky.

After locking Mo Chao's eyes, his chest, shoulders, and even his abdomen, every possible position on his upper body were completely locked.

There is no way to avoid it!

Only hard resistance!

With an angry roar, Mo Chao gave birth to a beautiful sword flower from the purple light sword in his hand.

The sword glowed.

The power was increased by three points, but unfortunately the sword shadow blocked it and could only block part of it, so it was inevitable that there would be needles from the sword.

Poof!

Poof!

Poof!

Several dull sounds sounded, and there were traces of blood on Mo Chao's cheek, and his shoulders also trembled.

hiss!

The heartbreaking pain spread all over Mo Chao's body in an instant, and his eyes became even more bloody: "Boy, you really angered this emperor."

Mo Chao is angry.

The onlookers felt something for a moment, especially Mo Yuan, who was in disbelief: "Father actually saw red."

Mo Yuan carefully recalled that since he could remember, he had never seen Mo Chao or red.

Today, a beast master, Ling Tian, ​​has such power?

It’s really shocking.

Feng Kun also frowned: "Old man Chao, how dare you be forced to this point by this rat?"

A time of surprise.

Mo Chao laughed wildly: "Okay, okay, in all these years, no one has been able to hurt me in the slightest, but you are the first one!"

"If I don't kill you today, how can Feixing Sect gain a foothold?"

The arrogance fell for a moment.

Above the Purple Sword.
Chapter completed!