The crazy knife seemed to be integrated with the heavy knife in his hand. Although he only had one arm, the heavy knife in his hand seemed to have a new arm.

The sword light soared into the sky drowns Yu Mo.

Everyone held their breath and didn't dare to blink for a moment, for fear of missing any details.

The blood blade flew up, and a sharp sound of sword sounded, slashing at the heavy knife with his hand.

At the same time, Yu Mo pointed at the crazy sword.

At some point, there was a dark cloud in the sky.

Click!

A lightning flashed, and the thunder was deafening, and a lightning bolt fell from the sky and rushed towards the mad sword.

The sword of the Mad Knife became extremely crazy, and each sword was invincible with a momentum moving forward, splitting the air in half.

The blood blade flowed upwards and collided with the heavy knife. The sound of gold suddenly erupted, but then it was covered by the thunder in the sky.

Everyone looked up and saw a thick lightning, like a silver dragon, falling towards the sword.

Kuang Dao also raised his head and felt the horror aura coming from his head. His mind was shocked.

In the pupils, the silver dragon was getting closer and closer.

"break!"

He roared hysterically and slashed the heavy sword towards the sky. This sword seemed to be about to slash the sky in half.

boom!

Lightning hit the heavy knife, and the heavy knife turned silver, and the lightning rushed towards the crazy knife. The crazy knife quickly used its power, and a layer of vast power spread all over the body to resist the lightning.

The lightning spreads in all directions again.

Boom boom boom boom!

The houses around the courtyard collapsed, and fires rose and the raging fire rose into the sky.

"Put the fire!"

Wang Chong came back to his senses from the shock, and a question hovered in his mind, how could lightning fall in the sky, and it happened to hit the crazy knife.

All this is a coincidence.

It's not a coincidence that there are too many coincidences. Wang Chong subconsciously looked at Yu Mo, and saw that his face was calm and he was not surprised at all.

Wang Zhong's heart skipped a beat and a terrifying thought came out.

Could it be that lightning was attracted by Yu Mo?

How is this possible?

How could he have such a terrifying method?

One by one, he was suffering from a headache, but he didn't have time to tell it carefully. When he saw the fire rising, he realized the seriousness of the problem and immediately shouted: "Put the fire."

Everyone woke up as if they were dreaming, and many people were unable to move their steps. Some people staggered a few steps and fell in a mess. Then they got up and put out the fire in a hurry.

But all the eyes looked at a figure in the storm.

Yu Mo!

His face was unrest, without any slight turbulence.

Everyone's heart shuddered.

Yu Mo ignored everyone and did not stop them from putting out the fire. He focused on the crazy knife, which was at the center of the storm.

The power of the heavy sword was indeed powerful, and it actually blocked lightning. Black smoke rose from the crazy sword, and a burnt smell rose slowly.

He turned into scorched earth underground, and his head stood up one by one, like steel needles.

Bang!

The mad knife consumed the last little lightning, and he softened his whole body, knelt on one knee, and pested the ground with a heavy knife, so he did not fall down.

The light in his eyes had dimmed.

He raised his head with difficulty.

The sword light flashed, and the blood blade stopped in front of his eyebrows.

As long as the blood blade moves forward a little further, it will penetrate his head.

He was not confident that his head was stronger than a blood blade.

"I lost."

He seemed to have used all his strength. After saying this, his whole body was like a deflated ball, and his momentum was reduced.

Yu Mo walked to him and looked at him without saying a word.

Kuang Dao also looked at him, with an incredible look in his eyes and even more unconcealable waves. He whispered: "You are not a warrior, but a cultivator."

At this moment, Crazy Dao of course saw it.

Yu Mo nodded and said, "Yes."

Kuang Dao smiled bitterly and said, "I thought I had blocked your sword technique, but I really blocked you. I didn't expect that you had too many killer moves, not just sword technique, but other magical powers were not at all inferior."

"You only have to have a sword technique, it's too single, so it's not my opponent." Yu Mo said.

"Haha, it's useless. I've been thinking about the sword technique for most of my life, but I've been defeated like this." Kuangdao shook his head, and the loss in his eyes was extremely strong.

"You don't have to underestimate yourself. You are not the only one who defeated me." Yu Mo comforted.

"Oh, who else?" Kuangdao asked curiously.

Yu Mo hesitated slightly and said, "The Lord of Tianji Pavilion."

After saying that, he stared at Mad Dagger with a fiery look, trying to observe his most subtle reactions and changes.

Kuangdao's pupils shrank and he exclaimed: "He is actually your defeated man?"

"You really know the Pavilion Master." Yu Mo sighed. He originally wanted to verify his guess. With the strength of the Mad Sword, he probably knew the Tianji Pavilion.

Yu Mo and Tianji Pavilion are incompatible, and Chang Heng is the territory of Kuang Dao again. If Tianji Pavilion chases him here, if Kuang Dao and the Pavilion Master are in a relationship, Yu Mo will be in danger.

So, he took the opportunity to test the crazy sword in advance.

Kuangdao's eyes were changing and he said, "Of course I know the Lord of Tianji Pavilion." His eyes fell on his broken arm, as if he was trapped in memories, and said in pain: "My broken arm is thanks to him."

"Oh!" Yu Mo's eyes lit up, as if the new Great 6 was revealed. In this way, the Kuang Dao will naturally be the enemy of the Pavilion Master.

The enemy of the enemy is friends, and they share the same hatred of the enemy.

The others put out the flames and pricked their ears.

They didn't know about Tianji Pavilion, but they heard that the broken arm of the crazy knife was actually given by the Pavilion Master, and their hair was blown up in shock.

Wang Chong was no exception. Although he was the apprentice of Kuang Dao, he never knew this history and even pricked up his ears and his curiosity was completely aroused.

Kuangdao recalled and said to himself: "He was not the head of the palace at the beginning, but he became famous at a young age. He challenged all kinds of masters everywhere. His methods were cruel. His opponent was either dead or injured. I was lucky enough to have only broken one arm."

"It's too much, how can you challenge this?" Wang Chong was filled with righteous indignation.

The others agreed and were heartbroken by the cruelty of the Pavilion Master.

"He is such a person. His defeated generals are like pigs and dogs. Life and death are no longer important." Kuangdao said in a desolate tone. "After I broke my arm, I was depressed for a long time, but in the end I stood up and created my own sword technique with a broken arm." A light flashed in Kuangdao's eyes and disappeared. He said: "It's a pity that my sword technique has great flaws, disciple, I was the first one.

I told you, right?"

Wang Zhong's heart was in agitation, his eyebrows jumped, and he nodded with his teeth.

This passage seemed to touch the scars in his heart.
Chapter completed!