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- Looking at the sword, Mo Fan was slightly stunned, then he nodded and said: "I'm very good at it!"
"Don't worry! Give it your best!"
"I'm watching!"
¡°I¡¯ll give you some guidance when the time comes!¡±
¡°I finally came out, I¡¯d like to give you some pointers by the way!¡±
Dressed in white clothes, the Spiritual Emperor, who was spotless and had black hair as long as a waterfall, looked at Mo Fan and the others and said slowly.
Hearing this, Ling Mu was stunned. Then, his eyes fell on the ancestor.
In his eyes, the ancestor is also a master of cultivating immortals!
After all, the ancestor killed many foreigners back then.
Mo Fan is also a master of cultivating immortals!
I just don¡¯t know who is stronger between the two!
"good!"
Mo Fan nodded.
"Swing a sword at will! For example, like this"
Lingdi said, after her words fell, she raised the sword in her hand, and immediately struck it down violently.
Suddenly, a shocking sword light burst out from the sword body and went straight forward. As it moved forward, the surrounding space became distorted, which was extremely shocking!
It can be seen how terrifying the power of this sword is!
Mo Fan raised his head and looked at the bright sword light in front of him, his eyes suddenly lit up.
The strength of the woman in front of you is too terrifying!
As this sword light moved forward, it became bigger and bigger, from three feet at the beginning to ten feet!
"ah!"
At this moment, a miserable cry suddenly sounded from ahead.
Everyone looked up and saw that the space in front of them suddenly became distorted. Then, an old man with gray hair walked out in a very embarrassed state. His right arm had been broken off, and blood gushed out like spring water.
His facial features became distorted and disfigured at this moment.
"How do you know I'm here?"
He stared at the Spirit Emperor in front of him.
At this moment, Mo Fan also looked at Ling Emperor in surprise.
No wonder she draws the sword.
It turns out that she had known for a long time that someone was hiding in the void.
The person in front of you is definitely a master of cultivating immortals!
"I can find out if I want to know!"
Emperor Ling glanced at the other party and said lightly.
How pretentious are these words!
When Mo Fan heard this, he sighed in his heart.
"I, the barbarian clan, will never let you go!"
"If you dare to kill the son of my barbarian clan leader, just wait for death!"
The old man with gray hair and a white robe stared at the Spirit Emperor in front of him, his voice filled with endless resentment at this moment.
His eyes were filled with strong murderous intent.
This murderous intention seems to be real.
"Then you go die!" Ling Emperor looked at the white-robed old man in front of him and said coldly. When his voice fell, she struck out with another sword! The old man in white robe turned around suddenly and ran away very quickly.
Like a bolt of lightning!
However.
At this moment, Emperor Ling had already struck out with his sword.
The sword fell.
"ah!"
Suddenly, in front, the old man in white robe let out a miserable cry, and his body was split into two halves.
Blood splattered everywhere.
I can¡¯t die any more!
"So strong!"
Looking at this scene, Mo Fan couldn't help but sigh.
¡°Come and give it a try!¡±
Beside him, Ling Emperor said, handing the sword to Mo Fan.
Mo Fan held the sword and looked forward. Then, he raised the sword with both hands and waved it forward.
"Gone?"
Seeing this scene, the Ling Emperor, who was wearing a white dress, froze on the spot and looked at the young man beside him with a suspicious expression.
"Well! No more"
Mo Fan said with some embarrassment.
Emperor Ling rolled his eyes, looked at Mo Fan, and asked, "Have you never practiced swords before?"
"yes!"
Mo Fan nodded and said.
"No wonder!"
¡°Then you punch me and show me!¡± Emperor Ling said.
"good!"
Mo Fan nodded, and the next moment, he punched out.
As a result, the surroundingNot even a moment of trembling occurred.
It¡¯s embarrassing.
""
"That's it?"
Emperor Ling looked at Mo Fan speechlessly.
"I'm curious, how did you get this level of cultivation?"
She looked at Mo Fan with a strange look on her face.
¡°My clone is a bit powerful!¡±
Mo Fan thought of something and said.
"Clone?"
Hearing this, Emperor Ling was slightly startled.
at this time.
Mo Fan¡¯s clone came out.
There is a pair of red wings on the back.
These are phoenix wings.
As the wings flapped, there was a low sound of breaking wind.
"Your clone"
The Ling Emperor¡¯s eyes widened and he realized that Mo Fan¡¯s clone¡¯s cultivation had reached the low level of the Earthly God!
"The realm of gods is like earth!"
? She said.
"What!"
Hearing this, Mo Fan was stunned.
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Unexpectedly, the cultivation level of this clone of mine has reached the level of earthly gods.
It really surprised him.
"This clone is pretty good! However, the clone's cultivation level is actually higher than the main body?"
Emperor Ling looked at Mo Fan with a strange expression on his face, looking at the latter up and down, as if he wanted to see through him.
"Okay! Let's go to the barbarians!"
Emperor Ling said.
¡°Ancestor, didn¡¯t you say you wanted to give me some advice?¡± Mo Fan asked.
"Your cultivation level is too low!"
Emperor Ling glanced at Mo Fan and said calmly.
"All right!"
Mo Fan nodded.
"Step on my sword and let's go to the barbarians!"
She said, after her words fell, she waved her right hand. Suddenly, the sword in her hand directly grew in size, reaching ten feet in length, exuding a shocking sword aura!
When Mo Fan saw this scene, his eyes lit up slightly.
I sigh at the powerful methods of this ancestor of the Ling Sect!
At this moment, a group of people jumped onto the sword.
The ancestor of the Ling Sect, Ling Emperor, stood on the sword and shouted: "Come up, everyone!"
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The next moment, Ling Emperor, the ancestor of Ling Sect, raised his right hand.
Suddenly, the giant sword under his feet suddenly moved forward.
In the other courtyard of Lingzong, only Erha, Little Fox and the Heaven-Swallowing Cauldron are left.
"Erha, do you think it is the Spirit Emperor or the master who is more powerful?" the little fox asked curiously.
"There's no need to ask, of course my master is great!"
"My master is just too low-key!"
Erha said lightly.
The other side.
Barbarians!
"Damn it!"
An extremely angry voice resounded from a glorious hall.
In the main hall.
The barbarian monks around were trembling.
In front of you, there is a throne.
Sitting on this throne is a burly man.
This person is clearly the leader of the barbarian tribe!
Just now, he learned that his youngest son died in the Ling Sect.
He was naturally extremely angry about this.
A pair of eyes are swallowing endless light of anger, and their eyes are filled with a fierce murderous intention. This murderous intention is as real as substance.
It makes people¡¯s hearts tremble.
"Lingzong!"
He already knew who killed his youngest son.
"Wait, come with me quickly!"
"I want to kill the people of Lingzong!"
He roared angrily, with murderous intent, and the next moment, a group of people rushed out.
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