God-level Stealing System

"Only by you?"

Mozong's murderous intent was overwhelming, he recognized Shen Mo, and hated Mo Mo sect no less than Lin Ran, if Mo Mozong hadn't led his thousands of Mo sect warriors to attack the Zidang Mountains, breaking his Heaven-defying Demon Formation.

Another person held back dozens of fighters in the Heaven Seizing Realm. How could he be defeated in the battle of Zidang Mountains?

"It's up to me!" Mo Mo nodded slowly.

Mozong sneered, his figure suddenly disappeared, and he wanted to cross the silence and go straight to Lin Ran.

Thunder suddenly broke out on Ziran Peak, and Silence suddenly appeared thousands of feet above the sky.

Mozong changed direction and broke out to the left, Mo Mo resolutely followed, not letting him get past him.

The Mozong changed direction again, the speed was extremely terrifying, smashing the sky, blowing violent wind and waves.

Silence broke through the strong wind and the big waves, and the purple thunder pierced through afterimages, chasing after the demon sect.

The two walked faster and faster, and the entire Ziran Peak became their chasing field. The sky and the earth, heaven and earth, all directions, were filled with their phantoms layer by layer.

Such a swift and violent speed stunned the ordinary disciples of the eleven sects. Even some true disciples of the eighth and ninth heavens of the Xuanyuan Realm could not tell the real body of the two from the fake for a while.

Mo Xin and Yu Xiu and the others were still in a stalemate and did not fight. They were distracted by watching Shen Mo's chase and battle with Mo Zong.

The disciples of the Seven Sects in Lingbei County and Jiangtian County were shocked. They had only heard about the battle of the Zidang Mountain Range, and they felt that if they had an army of 5,000 warriors in their hands, they might not be inferior to Silence.

At this moment, it seems that they are still a little naive. It is not difficult to hold five thousand warriors, but the difficulty is how to hold the arrogant warriors!

Yu Xiu has been staring at Mo Xin, not distracted and dare not be distracted.

Zhao Yuyao stared at Silent's back, her eyes glowed with splendor, this man is indeed extraordinary.

He Xiao was also able to faintly follow the afterimage of silence, which made her in the limelight, so she felt a little arrogant and uneasy. Can Xuanyuan Realm really be so strong?

"silence?"

Mo Xin's eyes flickered, and the corners of her lips curled into a wicked smile. She originally thought that Lin Ran was the only man in the three counties.

Unexpectedly, there is another interesting little guy.

"Is it still not enough? It's not a martial skill suitable for me, it really doesn't work..."

Mo Mo blocked the Demon Sect, his speed was so fast that only a heavenly warrior in the tenth level of the Xuanyuan Realm could barely target his real body, but Mo Mo knew in his heart that he was not fast enough!

In terms of skill level and proficiency in martial arts, he is on the same level as the Mozong. In terms of combat experience, in terms of on-the-spot confrontation with the enemy, and in terms of combat feelings, he is not inferior to the Mozong.

However, he is still one step behind the Demon Sect!

Even though the Mozong couldn't cross Mo Mo, Mo Mo would never be able to catch up with him!

This made Shen Mo more vigilant, and once again determined his future direction. He knew that Mozong was stronger than him because of that trace of dao rhyme.

Martial arts cultivated to the extreme, it is close to the Tao!

The process that is close to the Tao is the process of the martial artist comprehending the martial arts, and the process of the martial artist and the martial arts grinding.

For a martial skill, when two people practice it, there will be slight differences due to their differences in physique, temperament, and talent.

This kind of difference is not wrong, on the contrary, it is precisely because of the existence of this kind of difference that it can be explained that this kind of martial skill is only yours!

Mozong's "Magic Step" was cultivated by himself to the level of proficiency, so it fits him very well, and the silk dao rhyme belongs only to him.

The silent "Purple Light Step" was stolen from Zhou Qianshan. Although stepping on the footprints of the predecessors can save a lot of time, what was finally completed was only Zhou Qianshan's Purple Light Step.

Not of silence!

Although the formidable power is still strong, it is commonplace to kill the enemy by leapfrogging, but if you face a real strong person, you will fall short.

"Silence, you are courting death!"

Mozong looked gloomy, and finally got angry. He avoided silence not because he was afraid of silence, but because he was more afraid of Lin Ran than silence.

So I want to kill Lin Ran and then turn back to kill Silence.

I don't want to, Shen Mo also has such a powerful footwork, and he has cultivated to the level of proficiency like him. Although he is not as good as him, he can't surpass Shen Mo.

This made him stop hesitating, and reached out his hand to take out a seven-foot-long knife that was as black as ink. Under the blade, even the space was a little distorted.

This is a real treasured sword poured with the power of law!

"The Dao Demon Slash!"

Mozong slashed out with a sword, and a thousand-foot magic knife suddenly appeared across Ziran Peak. The magic knife did not show the slightest power, and it was all restrained on the blade, which made the knife even more terrifying.

Under the magic knife, the rich vitality of heaven and earth on Ziran Peak is rapidly evaporating, and the incomparably solid space becomes thinner visible to the naked eye, like a lotus root being torn off by force, and the mysterious lines become more and more slender.

This is a sign that the space is about to collapse!

"Wuji swordsmanship, ten thousand swords return to one!"

Shen Mo's expression was dignified, but it was true. The Zixiao Shenlei Sword pierced out, and countless sword qi condensed into one, compressed into three feet long and short under Shen Mo's control, and faced the magic knife.

Compared with footwork, Mo Mo may be inferior to the Demon Sect, but when it comes to attacking martial arts, Mo Mo's comprehension of Wuji swordsmanship, although it has the shadow of Zhou Qianshan, has already walked out of its own way.

In earth-level low-grade martial arts, he won't lose to anyone!

The moment the sword collided, the pupils of Zhao Yuyao and the others shrank abruptly, because between the point where the sword and the tip of the sword intersected, an extremely slender... black crack appeared!

"I thought he was the only one in Xuanyuan territory who could break the space, and Lin Ran could be added at most... that silence..."

Moxin's expression gradually became dignified. Generally speaking, only the strong in the Law Realm can have the strength to shatter the void.

The collision between Silence and Demon Sect does not mean that they have reached the level of Law Realm, but that the sharpness of earth-grade weapons is the main factor.

But the two of them were able to shatter the space when they were in Xuanyuan Realm, which had to be admitted, it was amazing!

"court death!"

In the huge explosion, Mozong spat out several mouthfuls of blood, but became more and more frenzied, forcibly stopped his retreating body, and killed Silence.

Silence didn't try to be brave, after silently reciting the Bingxin Jue, he kept his absolute calm, let go of the aftermath of the explosion, and saw the edge of the blade forced by the Demon Sect.

The Mozong came with fury, and for a while completely suppressed the silence, and the silence could only be avoided, with a wound on his body from time to time, and he seemed to be in a life-and-death situation.

Every time there was a collision, there would be a gap in the Zixiao Shenlei Sword in his hand, and even half of the sword tip was shattered in the first collision.

Morey hadn't broken through the realm of law, and the Zixiao Shenlei Sword was not a real earth-grade sword after all, and it couldn't compete with the Demon Sect's magic sword.

There was no joy or sorrow in silence, as if he didn't see the injury on his body, he just said silently in his heart: "Four, five, six, seven..."

After the ninth move, the gap on the Zixiao Shenlei Sword was repaired, and even the broken tip of the sword grew back.

Shen Mo frowned suddenly, because his brother had collided with him ten times, but he didn't cut off the sword of the Demon Sect?

"Ding, the first collision, stealing the treasured sword of the character Demon Sect, one percent of the law of magic!"

...

"No, your sword is weird!" After thirty strokes, Mozong suddenly yelled, a flash of panic flashed in his eyes, and he finally noticed something wrong with the precious sword in his hand.

"It's late." Shen Mo said calmly with cold eyes.

The long sword cut down, and the purple thunder exploded.

Supernatural powers, the purple energy is coming from the east!

In fact, Mozong had been guarding against Shen Mo's supernatural powers all along, but at this moment his mind was lost, and Mo Zong finally seized the opportunity by Shen Mo.

Countless streaks of purple sword energy exploded in his body, Mozong instantly became a blood man and fell from the sky.

"Silence, you really... damn it!"

Mozong roared ferociously, and swallowed a pill, and his decaying momentum immediately returned to its peak.

And quickly surpassed, once again bursting towards a stronger!

That is... an earth-level medium-grade pill, the Heart Demon Pill!

When Mozong landed, a huge pit with a radius of hundreds of feet suddenly appeared on Ziran Peak. He soared into the sky, and his speed was several times faster than before!

Shen Mo's heart was beating violently, a huge life and death crisis enveloped him, and he raised his sword to block it.

Click!

The Zixiao Shenlei Sword, which absorbed the material of the Demon Sect's precious sword and a small half of the law of magic, broke at the sound!