Martial arts become gods

Chapter 3212 Despair
The commander quickly stabbed out with a sword, and the light of the sword pierced through the air without making a sound.

Mo Xian's face froze, and he immediately sacrificed several defensive treasures, but they couldn't stop the power of this sword at all.

Lingbao was destroyed in an instant, but Jianmang was not affected at all.

He used the top spiritual treasures in the world, and it seemed that the spiritual treasures of this world couldn't stop the power of that sword at all.

Mo Xian's expression suddenly became serious. Even with the Dark Devil's Howling Spear, it might not be able to withstand this sword, let alone the half-finished Thunder God.

Instead of wasting Lingbao, it is better to resist it in other ways.

With this in mind, Mo Xian shot out violently, and quickly clicked with both hands, thousands of fingerprints were imposing like a rainbow.

The commander-in-chief, however, was still unafraid. He danced wildly with the long sword in his hand, chopped off the fingerprints one after another, and then stabbed Mo Xian with his sword when he saw the right opportunity.

Mo Xian forcibly turned his body around. Although he avoided it, the sharp breath still caused a sharp pain in his waist, and there was a wound with deep bone visible.

Immediately afterwards, the commander made several more strikes, each of which was a killing move, targeting Mo Xian's vitals.

Once hit, I am afraid that he will be seriously injured if he does not die.

Mo Xian struggled to avoid the silent sword lights, and soon there were several sword marks on his body.

If he hadn't comprehended Shenyuan now, he would have died long ago.

"Mo Xian, you can't lose!" Shen Jing and the others covered their wounds and looked at Mo Xian worriedly.

Although Mo Xian has undergone a lot of changes now, almost a different person, but in their eyes, Mo Xian is Mo Xian, and has never changed.

But at this moment, their pupils shrank suddenly.

It was the Grand Commander who suddenly pierced through Mo Xian's defense, and directly stabbed Mo Xian's heart with his sword, and the lingering sword light instantly swallowed Mo Xian.

Being stabbed with a sword by such a magic weapon, even if the physical body is strong, it is afraid that it will inevitably be pierced.

All of this just happened in the blink of an eye, and time seemed to stand still at this moment.

All eyes were focused on this sword.

The sword light gradually disappeared, exposing the figures of Mo Xian and the Commander.

What made Shen Jing and the others tremble was that the sword still stabbed Mo Xian, but Mo Xian's aura did not disappear.

Immediately afterwards, they discovered that Mo Xian actually held the blade of the sword with his hand, blood gushing like a fountain.

And the tip of the sword had pierced slightly into his chest.

"Unfortunately, you can't change anything!" The commander grinned grimly, and his clenched hands tightened suddenly.

The sharp long sword pierced into Mo Xian's flesh and blood, and there was even a scalp-numbing sound of bones rubbing against each other.

"Hehe, I'm afraid you're mistaken, I don't want to change anything!" Mo Xian said calmly, as if he couldn't feel the pain.

Seeing that Mo Xian was stabbed, those people in the sky all looked at the man in the middle, but he didn't speak, and he didn't even move his body.

"No!" The commander was surprised suddenly, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

He has clearly controlled the situation, and Mo Xian is about to be killed, why is he still uneasy.

At this time, he found that the place where his sword pierced was exactly where the imprint of the sky was.

Immediately afterwards, an incomparably terrifying force suddenly burst out from the imprint of the sky.

As soon as his complexion changed, he immediately blocked the sword in front of him, and his body retreated thousands of feet in an instant.

"To deal with you, you really have to use what you have!" Mo Xian raised his head and looked quietly at the commander in the distance.

Then, he stretched out his hand and covered his chest.

His five fingers dug into the flesh and blood slowly, and the blood flowed out immediately.

Many people immediately covered their mouths, unable to bear to see this cruel scene.

Mo Xian endured the pain, and finally his five fingers completely penetrated into the flesh and blood.

"what!"

Immediately afterwards, he let out a roar like a beast, and the five fingers embedded in the flesh suddenly pulled out, bringing out a piece of flesh and blood.

That kind of feeling like stripping something from the depths of the soul, a heart-piercing pain.

On his hand, there is a very strange thing, which looks like a long and thin rune, with a strange arc flowing, roughly like a lightning bolt.

This is a sky imprint attached to his body, which was pulled out by him at this moment.

The imprint of the vault of heaven had already merged with him, and even if the body was destroyed, it did not disappear. One can imagine how painful the moment it was pulled out.

Mo Xian held the imprint of the sky like a sword, and after feeling the power in it, a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"How is this possible!" The Grand Commander looked at Mo Xian in astonishment. He could actually use the mark of the sky as a weapon, which even he didn't expect.

Mo Xian raised his head, looked at the commander opposite, then moved his body and rushed out.

The imprint of the sky vault left a clear track between the violent friction of the air, dragging behind Mo Xian like a tail, exuding a power that would destroy heaven and earth.

The commander's face froze, and he immediately went up to meet him.

"Keng!"

The imprint of the sky and the long sword collided in one place, making a sound similar to the clash of gold and iron.

The Grand Commander's complexion suddenly changed, and then he flew upside down uncontrollably.

Mo Xian immediately chased after him, and the imprint of the sky kept flying, like a magnificent and strange long sword.

With the divine essence he now possesses, it is not so difficult to control the imprint of the sky.

He also has no choice, I am afraid that this is the only thing that can compete with the commander's sword.

Under his offensive, the Grand Commander retreated steadily, and his body was soon left with several blood holes by the imprint of the sky.

However, he was unwilling to fail at this point, and the blood in his whole body suddenly burned, turning into a flame and surrounding it.

Mo Xian accidentally got a trace of flame, which was even more powerful than Mo Linghuo.

He backed away immediately to avoid getting more flames.

"Hehe, even if it's death, I won't make it easy for you!" The commander laughed wildly, the flames on his body became more and more vigorous, and then shot out like feathers.

These feathers did not have a clear target, some fell to the ground instantly, and some struck far away.

And every flame feather will destroy a large area of ​​the ground, which is a real destruction, from the aura of heaven and earth to creatures...

If it continues, I'm afraid the entire continent will be destroyed by the Grand Commander, and even those who survived by chance will have no place to stand in the end.

The entire continent will be turned into a dead land, and no living thing can survive.

"How could this happen!" Looking at the flames spreading in all directions, Shen Jing and the others' eyes were full of despair.

After a lot of hard work, will the mainland still be completely destroyed in the end?

Mo Xian saw the despair in the eyes of Shen Jing and the others from the corner of his eye, and was slightly taken aback.

He never wanted to be a savior, but at this moment, he knew what he should do.

(End of this chapter)