Eternal Devil

Chapter 284

The red sword light turned into hundreds of paths, flying and shuttling in the air, with astonishing power, roaring in all directions, and fell into the black hole!
boom!
The sound like copying beans rolled out.

All of a sudden, those black holes dissipated!A few sword beams were still heading towards Mo Jia, but Mo Jia was lucky enough to avoid them!
"Who?" Mo Jia frowned, and cold sweat broke out on his back. If he hadn't been lucky enough to avoid the sword just now, he would have been a cold corpse at this moment!
"Which sneaky bastard is it! How dare you sneak up on my elder brother, you can't find death?" Mo Tian roared below.

A breeze is blowing!
The air twisted slightly, and the surrounding aura seemed a little violent!

The heat wave is rolling!

The red light tore through the void, drew a perfect arc in the air, and landed on Mo Tian's neck!

Bleeding!
Mo Tian fell to the ground directly, blood gushed out from his body, it was truly terrifying!
When the people around saw this scene, they all showed shock on their faces!Some people even stared wide-eyed!
Could he kill Mo Tian silently?

This person is definitely a master!
who?Who did it?So powerful?
When everyone thought of this, they looked around, wanting to find the person who killed Mo Tian?

When Mo Jia saw that his younger brother had died, he was stunned for a moment, then he became furious and shouted: "Come out! I will make your life worse than death!"

That guy was so daring, he dared to kill his younger brother Mo Tian in front of him!

Everyone was looking for the mysterious man, and he was looking for it too!

I saw a group of people on the eighth mountain, and the one standing in the front was a young man!
This person has a dignified body and a dignified appearance, with a pair of dark eyes shooting a cold light, with an astonishing aura, long hair fluttering, and white clothes fluttering!
There is a long sword in the young man's hand!
The whole body of the sword is red!As if it was made of bones, the evil spirit billowed, and the surrounding air seemed to be solidified by the evil spirit!
Countless rays of light looked at this young man one after another!
Below, Le Yiyi and Li Yan'er looked at the young man excitedly.

"Dao... Daosheng!"

They muttered tremblingly, their delicate bodies trembling.

The Taoist disciples in the back also looked at the white-clothed youth standing in the void of the eighth mountain peak, and then everyone's faces showed fanaticism!
They shouted in unison: "Master Dao!"

That's right, the young man in fluttering white clothes and fluttering long hair is Dao Sheng, the founder of Taoism!

"What? Is he Daoist, the leader of the Taoist sect?" Someone lost his voice when he heard the words of the Taoist disciple.

Regarding Dao Sheng's matter, these people stayed in the impression of two years ago!
They still remember that incident deeply!
An unknown young man in white challenged the owner of the ninth mountain and won with just one move. Then he challenged the owner of the eighth mountain and won without any effort!
The youth in white is very strong, there is no doubt about it!

They just don't know which peak master can the young man in white defeat?
"Is he the young man who defeated the ninth peak master and the eighth peak master in a row?" A disciple who had just entered the Spirit Hall looked at the young man in white clothes fluttering in the sky and asked the people around him.

"Hmm! This guy is amazing!" A monk responded.

"It's you?" Mo Jia looked at the young man above, frowned, his face was full of anger, and shouted: "It's just in time! I will kill you today to avenge my brother! Make a name for me!"

The last time he defeated the young man in white, the matter spread to Mo's family, ruining his reputation!
This time, he wanted to kill the young man in front of him to justify his name!
He, Mo Jia, is still a genius!

call out!
He was very fast, his black eyes revealed a murderous intent, his body was full of evil spirits, and he kept pinching the Ling Jue in his hand!

Suddenly, the black hole that disappeared before reappeared!
In front, Daosheng looked at him playfully, and muttered: "Is it the first level of Tongmai Realm? That's all!"

There was a clear look of disdain in his eyes!
He is like a dragon in the nine heavens, and ants below him!
Everyone clearly saw his disdainful light!Also, that upturned mouth!

All this shows that the young man in white doesn't take Mo Jia seriously at all!
Feeling the light of disdain, Mo Jia immediately became angry, and roared: "You are courting death!"

He made a direct move, decisive and ruthless, obviously, he didn't intend to give way to Tao's life!

call out!
Daosheng flickered, and disappeared in place!

Seeing this, Mo Jia froze for a moment, looked left and right, but found that the young man in white was not there at all.

At this moment, cold sweat broke out on his back.

Because there is a red sword resting on his neck!
"Are you looking for me?" Dao Sheng held the blood bone sword in his hand, and said playfully, he didn't take Mo Jia seriously at all.

Both are not the same level of existence!Why did he put Mo Jia in his eyes?
The sharp long sword was placed on Mojia's neck, if it was closer than one millimeter, he might die directly!

Sweat was dripping from Mo Jia's forehead, and cold sweat was dripping from his back!
He never imagined that after two years of absence, the young man in white would become so strong!

Two years ago, he was able to fight against the young man in white, but now he doesn't even have the chance to backhand!
There was silence all around, and there was no sound!

Everyone looked at the young man in white with strange expressions on their faces!
The young man was dressed in fluttering white clothes, with extraordinary aura, long hair dancing wildly, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and holding a blood bone sword in his hand, he looked like a Shura!
The most excited people present are the disciples of the Taoist sect!

The Taoist man looked at the white-clothed youth above him with fanaticism!
This is their helper!

Powerful and bold!

Le Yiyi looked at the thin body, showed a sweet smile, and muttered with a bit of resentment: "You are finally here!"

Young people come so timely every time!If the young man doesn't come, I'm afraid that Mo Jia will become the peak master of the eighth mountain!
Beside her, the woman with an oval face stared blankly at the young man in white above.

"It's coming! He's finally here!"

boom!
Above, Dao Sheng kicked Mo Jia directly, causing the latter to take a few steps back and spurt out a mouthful of bright blood!

Blood flowers scattered down!
All quiet!But the silence didn't last long before it was instantly broken!

"Great!"

"The leader of this sect is too powerful! This guy is simply invincible! I don't know where his cultivation is?"

The white-clothed youth completely defeated Mo Jia with just one move. Everyone couldn't feel the fluctuation of spiritual power on the white-clothed youth at all, and they didn't even know where his cultivation was!
Mo Jia stepped back a few steps, his hearing was extraordinary, when he heard the words of the people below, his face became gloomy instantly.

I thought that he would defeat the young man in white and he would become famous in this battle, but he did not expect that he was still no match for the young man in white!

powerful!That young man in white is really too strong!

He knew that he was not the opponent of the young man in white, so he snorted coldly and walked away!

Seeing this, Daosheng sneered, and didn't pursue, he didn't take Mo Jia seriously at all!
The person in front of him is nothing but an ant!

Why should he care about Daosheng?

Following his battle, an old voice appeared in the sky.

"Dao Sheng wins!"

As soon as this sound came out, the audience was in an uproar again!

Everyone thought that Mo Jia would become the peak master of the eighth mountain today, but who would have imagined that Dao Sheng, the leader of the Taoist sect who had never appeared before, would appear today?

Who would have imagined that the leader of the Daoist Sect is so powerful that he can easily defeat the leader of the Ninth Mountain, Mo Jia?
"The Lord of the Dao Gang is invincible!"

The Daoist disciple looked excited, and frantically looked at the handsome young man in fluttering white clothes above him!

The scene just now was really cool for them!

Everyone gave Daosheng praise without hesitation!
Up above, Bai Yan and the others standing behind Daosheng were not surprised by the scene just now!
They already knew how powerful the young man in white was!

Dao Sheng scanned the audience, then smiled slightly at the two women below, and then shifted his gaze to the seventh mountain peak!
When everyone saw this scene, they all showed surprise.

"He wants to challenge the owner of the seventh mountain!"

"The peak master of the seventh mountain is a young man named Yang Zidao, who is a master of sword control! He has 49 spirit swords in his hand! Every spirit sword is extremely amazing!"

"Does the young man in white dare to come here to challenge Yang Zidao, the peak lord of the seventh mountain? Yang Zidao is a monk at the second level of the Tongmai Realm. It is extremely powerful to kill three monsters with two upper-level meridians!"

Everyone was discussing and looking at the young man in white above!
They wanted to know if the young man in white really wanted to challenge the leader of the seventh mountain, Yang Zidao?

Down below, the Taoist disciples also looked at the leader curiously!

When the breeze came back, the long hair of the young man in white fluttered, his robe fluttered, and his whole body exuded a majestic aura, like a long sword about to be unsheathed!
He stepped on the void, exuding a billowing breath, and he looked like a god of war!
"I have to see how strong I am!" Daosheng muttered in his heart, holding his hands tightly.

He wants to know how his strength is now!Therefore, he wants to challenge the owner of the seventh mountain!
"I hope you don't disappoint me!"

Daosheng muttered, and then his eyes became extremely dark, his fighting spirit was strong, his long hair fluttered, he looked towards the seventh mountain peak, and made a faint voice.

"The master of the eighth mountain came to challenge the master of the seventh mountain!"

Although the words were very light, they resounded throughout the world!
When the Taoist disciples below heard this, their faces showed excitement, and they looked at the young man in fluttering white clothes above with admiration!
(End of this chapter)