The sword on the Shangqing dances with the wind and clouds, and the shape of the instrument is thick.

With the blessing of Nangong Hui's magic power, an ice-blue giant sword was formed.

In an instant, the two swords collided.

Bang!

In an instant, a violent explosion sounded throughout the night sky, and the sound was like thunder, rolling away.

"Why is it still thundering on this sunny day?" The villagers of Woniu Village who were rushing to look up at the night sky.

The bright moon is bright without a trace of dark clouds, and the cold moonlight shines the mountain road very clearly.

But was the whistle of night owls coming from around them, which made them feel a little more uneasy?

Li Rushi followed his father, his head lowered, making it impossible to see the expression on his face.

Li Rushi's father didn't think much about it, but thought that his son was facing the rotten corpse at close range just now, and he was shocked for a moment.

But what he didn't know was that Li Rushi's face was full of determination at this moment!

He wants to practice martial arts, he wants to practice, he wants to become a sword immortal!

Silently clenched his fists, Li Rushi made a vow in his heart.

...

In the sky, the two of them fought each other, which allowed both sides to understand the strength of each other.

"This white hair is really not simple!"

Mo Gu raised his head and poured a big sip of wine, allowing the sweet aroma of wine to burst out in his mouth. Then he put away the wine gourd, looked at Nangong Hui without looking sideways, and pointed one hand at one hand.

"The glorious heavenly power is to command the five elements, gather energy and move, and the five thunder are ordered!"

Crack!

Lightning flashed in Mo Gu's palm, and Nangong Hui's pupils suddenly shrank, and he quickly used the magic power in his body to form a qi.

Bang!

On the shield of the temporary thunder magic, Nangong Hui's body shook, and his eyes looked at Mo Gu even more solemnly.

"It's impolite to come but not come. Fellow Taoist also takes me a move and slashes the wind blade!" Nangong Hui recalled Huiye and slashed horizontally with his sword.

A sharp roar flew out from the sword body and headed straight for Mo Gu's face.

"Hey." Mo Gu grinned, his figure blurred instantly. His body was as light as a cloud, as elegant as the wind, like a drunkard staggering and reversing, and he easily avoided Nangong Hui's wind blade slash.

During this period, Mo Gu took the time to taste the wine again.

Holding the Seven-Star Sword, Mo Gu welcomed the gods and fought with Nangong Hui in the air.

"Clang!"

Although Mo Gu's figure was like a drunk man, his seven-star sword moves were like an antelope hanging on his horns, which was unpredictable.

Every time, he attacked Nangong Hui's key points in unexpected ways.

Moreover, Mo Gu's attack speed was extremely fast. Nangong Hui had just resisted a sword and the Seven-Star Sword had already attacked him from another angle.

For a moment, Nangong Hui was forced to a little embarrassed by Mo Gu.

While Nangong Hui struggled to resist Mo Gu's attack, he thought about the solution in his mind.

In the moment of distracting, the Seven-Star Sword had already broken through the defense and stabbed directly at his shoulder.

Nangong Hui was shocked and burst out his magic power regardless of all, and while shaking the seven-star sword that stabbed him, he retreated several meters away.

Nangong Hui was speechless for a moment. He never expected that Mo Gu's sword technique was so sharp and fast, and he was almost injured without even notice!

Mo Gu, who was shocked by Nangong Hui's magic power, was also stunned at this moment.

He also didn't expect that this white-haired Nangong Hui had such deep magic power.

"What, you admit defeat?" Seeing that Nangong Hui was standing in the distance and did not continue to attack, Mo Gu closed the Seven-Star Sword.

The originally serious expression on his face also turned into a lazy and drunken state.

"We don't have any intention of giving up, but we have similar strengths. Even if we play for another three days and three nights, we will not be able to get a result." Nangong Hui shook his head and explained.

Mo Gu raised his head and drank a big gulp, allowing the clear wine to flow down the corners of his mouth and splashed on his body.

He also agreed with Nangong Hui's words. Although he forced the other party in a very embarrassing way just now, even if he was embarrassed, he did not hurt Nangong Hui at all.

This shows that the opponent's strength is not as simple as it was when he first started to compete.

Nangong Hui was able to say such words, obviously recognized Mo Gu's strength, and knew that the two sides were just having a fight and did not take any serious action.

"What do you want?" Mo Gu said without hesitation, anyway, his goal has been achieved.

Just as he finished speaking, a shrill scream rang out on the mountain road of Funiu Mountain below.

On the mountain road, groups of rotten corpses appeared again to attack the villagers of Woniu Village.

Things seem to be back to the beginning.

Seeing the corrupt corpses harming people, Nangong Hui thrust his sword eyebrows. When he was about to turn around and eliminate the group of corrupt corpses, he found that Mo Gu was blocking his side.

Mo Gu stood with a sword. Although he seemed to be drinking casually, his energy had firmly locked the other party.

Nangong Hui frowned and said sternly: "Why are you blocking me? Are you planning to help the evildoer?"

Nangong Hui suddenly burst out with sharp sword energy, as if thousands of sword energy were flying beside him, ready to penetrate Mo Gu thousands of holes at any time.

Facing Nangong Hui surrounded by sword energy, Mo Gu shook his head gently and said indifferently: "Our bet is not over yet, you can't leave like this."

Seeing that Mo Gubai was clearly preparing to stop him, Nangong Hui stopped hesitating and scolded: "He behaves wildly and does not know the importance of it."

After saying that, a sharp sword energy surged into the sky.

For a moment, the wind and clouds stirred, and the two men's clothes in the air were clamoring.

"Be careful, I won't hold back this time." Nangong Hui reminded.

Although he was dissatisfied with Mo Gu's ignorance of the corpse monster's harm, Nangong Hui did not have the intention to kill him.

Mo Gu was stunned.

If Nangong Hui was still a flesh-and-blood person in his eyes, then Nangong Hui at this time seemed like a sacred, majestic and inviolable god.

He seemed to have integrated into this world, which made him instantly feel like he was powerless to resist.

Although it was only a moment, Mo Gu could feel it.

There was really something that he could not know about the other party’s aura!

However, Nangong Hui's changes not only did not make Mo Gu feel scared, but instead made him vaguely excited.

Because Nangong Hui is showing him a completely different world!

"Let me go, as long as I lose, I can't stop you, nor can I stop you!" Mo Gu said excitedly.

Nangong Hui nodded, stood his sword and pointed it in front of his chest, and recited two words casually.

"Sword Domain!"

The next moment, it seemed as if the world was in these plain words, and the world changed in an instant.

An invisible force controls this world.

Countless phantoms of sword energy appeared in the world where the two confronted each other.

"This is a trick that can only be practiced after reaching the seventh level of cultivation. You can feel the power of this world."

After Nangong Hui finished speaking, his figure gradually faded away and disappeared in front of Mo Gu's eyes.

Although Nangong Hui disappeared, the sword domain he left behind was a real existence. Countless sword shadows rushed towards him with a thunderous aura the moment when Nangong Hui disappeared.

Mo Gu, who has lived in this world for more than ten years, has never seen such a method. He was swallowed by countless sword shadows in an instant without even being careful.

Outside the sword domain, Nangong Hui, who was about to go to rescue the villagers, frowned slightly.

"Am I guessed wrong? I clearly have a pure cultivation level comparable to the seventh level, how could it be..."

Nangong Hui hesitated for the first time.

He hesitated about the choice between Mogu and the villagers below!

On one hand, there is a talent that is rare in a thousand years, and on the other hand, there are villagers who are injured by rotten corpses.

After hesitating for a moment, Nangong Hui soon made a decision.
Chapter completed!