The sword-reading spider legs on his body that pierced into the weak points of the Fengdu Sword suddenly jerked in response.

"laugh……"

The Sword of Fengdu shrank by more than half on the spot!

Liu Fuyu's soul body dimmed a lot, and he staggered in mid-air.

"My sword..."

"How can he control it?"

It was too late for my thoughts to wander any further.

Because Xu Xiaoshou forcibly changed the direction of attack, the sword of Fengdu was aimed at Liu Fuyu himself!

Liu Fuyu's expression changed in horror, and he made sword marks on his fingertips again, trying to summon the blood of his soul just now.

"What is Mo Jian Shu?"

Xu Xiaoshou leaned back as if he had eyes on the back of his head.

He regarded the Fengdu Sword, which Liu Fuyu could not control at the moment, as a huge mass of energy without an owner, and then twisted it with the sword's will, turning it into the accompanying Mo Jian who hides suffering...

"Mo Jian?!"

Feng Zhongzui's jaw almost dropped in shock, "How could it be Mo... No! Is it possible?"

At this moment, he recalled in his mind what the old patriarch said to a large group of children when he first learned Mo Swordsmanship:

What is Mo Jian Shu?

First, you have to gather a Mo Jian.

So, what is Mo Jian? In other words, what is "Mo"?

Mo, it’s true.

Mo Jian Shu was also called True Sword Technique in ancient times.

Mo Jian must first condense his sword intention and transform his own energy into a half-virtual and half-real state, and then he can achieve the effect of ignoring defense and causing real damage.

"Sword intent, energy..."

These two major factors emerged in Feng Zhongzui's mind, and one by one they reflected Shouye's actions at this moment:

"He used Sword Mind, which is a higher level than Sword Intent, to condense Mo Jian?"

"Instead of using his own energy, he used the soul energy of the out-of-control Fengdu Sword and transformed it into his own in an instant?"

When I said this, Feng Zhongzui couldn't believe it.

Because although the theory can be established in this way, how difficult is it to actually put it into practice?

Seize the opponent's flaw for a moment and use her sword for your own use during the war. How outrageous can someone come up with this move? How bold can someone dare to put it into action?

"Is it possible that I misunderstood?"

Feng Zhongzui turned to look at the old master of the family, Mr. Siren, and others, only to find that the horror in their eyes was no less horrifying than his own.

Until Mei Siren turned his eyes in shock, looked at the preaching mirror, and nodded his head lightly.

"Am I right?"

Feng Zhongzui instantly felt two streams of heat gushing out from the soles of his feet, rushing straight to Tianling Gai, and he screamed out of control:

"What is the soul control trick? The power of your soul can also be used by me!"

"What is Mo's swordsmanship? Even if the sword of Fengdu is so big, one day, it will surrender to my hidden bitter sword!"

"This is Master Shou——"

The loud screams outside the stadium could not reach Liu Fuyu's ears at all.

She just stared blankly at the figure with his back facing her sword, feeling like her brain had been hit with a mallet, and she couldn't react for a long time.

How did you do it?

I don’t know the true face of Mount Lu, just because I am in this mountain.

Liu Fuyu couldn't get the answer for the time being.

At this time, the sword of Fengdu had been nodded, and she could only give up trying to regain control of the sword and turn to the other side.

——I am exhausted, and it is difficult to instantly form another sword that can rival Fengdu's sword. After all, not everyone is Xu Xiaoshou, who has endless endurance.

"Protect!"

A loud shout.

At the critical moment, in order to save his life, Liu Fuyu no longer cared about the rules set before the war and summoned his sword.

Buzz!

The guard hanging at the edge of the battlefield responded with a sound and shot through the sky, piercing the space. He arrived first and fell into Liu Fuyu's hands.

"Time and space jump!" Feng Zhongzui jumped up excitedly:

"Broken! The rules are broken!"

"Liu Fuyu picked up her sword, and she used the first level of phantom swordsmanship!"

In the swordless state, Liu Fuyu's soul body was like rootless duckweed, extremely empty.

As soon as Hu took it, her soul and body solidified, and her human aura completely disappeared, as if she had completely become one with the sword in her hand.

When the sword of Fengdu struck, she grabbed the scabbard with her left hand and the hilt with her right hand, and pulled out the sword with a clang.

"Sword drawn."

boom!

The white sword light that teased the sky tore through the darkness at this moment, striking hard at the Fengdu Sword that had shrunk by more than half.

When Mo Jian received the force, Zangku shook violently, and another fragment of the sword collapsed.

Xu Xiaoshou's body shook violently, but he was not knocked away by the huge force.

On the contrary, as soon as Liu Fuyu gave up control of the Fengdu Sword, the large amount of soul power that he had just absorbed into his body surged back.

"boom!"

The Sword of Fengdu surged and returned to its strongest form.

The sword light that Liu Fuyu slashed out in front of her was forced to be pushed back, and even dented hard in her direction.

Things are changing!

Previously, she pressed Xu Xiaoshou to be beaten, but now Xu Xiaoshou controls her Fengdu Sword, pressing her to beat... and won't let anyone take advantage of her!

As soon as Hu's sword light was frustrated, Xu Xiaoshou kicked the sword head with his foot, and it spun around with a "kang" and fell into his hand.

"Ghost Swordsmanship·Fengdu Sword!"

Xu Xiaoshou held the hidden pain in his hand, turned around with a cold face, and thrust the trembling black sword into the vast white light coming out of the sword.

All the spectators in the five regions were shocked, but with that kick, Liu Fuyu's Fengdu Sword suddenly collapsed, turning into endless energy and pouring into the Zangku sword body.

And when Xiao Zangku pierced into the white sword light of Da Hu, a heavy, huge, ancient soul was revealed from the wide open door of hell belonging to Xu Xiao Shou.

sword.

"Point of Path·Time and Space Jump."

brush!

The huge soul sword thrust forward, but the sword disappeared in mid-air.

When he reappeared, half of the sword tip had passed over Liu Fuyu's unsheathed sword and stopped in front of her head.

Under the giant sword, people are like ants.

At this moment, the whole world became quiet.

Drunk in the wind, I felt my heartbeat skipped half a beat, and with the next breath, I roared loudly: "Take the same way and give back to the other person... What a master!"

brush!

Mei Siren's Taicheng sword tightened, and the waves in the space beneath his feet disappeared. When Xu Xiaoshou drew out his sword, it followed the time and space jump.

Before Fengdu's sword shattered Liu Fuyu's soul body, he appeared beside Liu Fuyu.

With a "boom", the sword elephant stood up, and the ghost kings of the ten palaces at their feet did not even hesitate. They rushed directly, raised their arms high, and clasped their palms one by one on Xu Xiaoshou's Fengdu Sword.

"Stop it, little boy!" Only then did the voice from behind follow.

"Blocked, passive value, +1."

Xu Xiaoshou opened his lips and glanced at Mr. Siren who suddenly entered the scene in a daze.

Immediately, his eyes moved and fell on the ten ghost kings who were lined up in a long snake formation under the Fengdu Sword, each with their palms clasping their swords.

The Ghost King's face is obviously extremely ferocious, and looking at it at this moment, every face seems to be a little embarrassed.

"I didn't want to kill her." Xu Xiaoshou hesitated and said.
To be continued...