Chapter 330: Accident!

The giant sword fell from the sky and was held in Shi Yan's hand.

The moment Shi Yan grasped the giant sword, the myriad brilliance of the sword instantly converged and gathered on the sword head. Then, at a speed visible to the naked eye, it slowly descended from the sword head, leaving a trace of auspicious cloud on the sword body, passing through the sword guard and the hilt, and sinking into Shi Yan's palm.

Originally, the giant sword that fell from the sky was just a hazy shadow. When the light converged and sank into Shi Yan's body, the sword actually became a solid entity.

I don't know what kind of metal it is made of, but it has colorful clouds engraved on it. It doesn't have too many decorations and looks very plain. There is even some rust on the connection between the sword guards, and it looks like an ancient sword that has been weathered.

"Puchi!" Inside the mountain gate, a disciple looked at the sword and laughed, "I thought it was a peerless sword. There was such a big show, dark clouds covering the sky, thunder roaring thousands of miles away, and the Guangxia sword forging, but it turned out to be just such an outdated broken sword." This disciple was an outstanding disciple of the Lin family, a sword-forging family in Mingjing Domain. He was recommended to join the Mo family as a foreign disciple. The Mo family was the secret emperor of Mingjing Domain, so many Mingjing Domain families and gangs hoped that their disciples would enter the Mo family to study, which was considered a kind of further study. Lin Shanhan was such a person.

As the most outstanding disciple of the Lin family, Lin Shanhan's understanding of swords is deeper than anyone else present. As soon as these words came out, the people around him immediately agreed with them.

"It seems like Xu Yan is just bluffing now?" asked a Mohist disciple.

"That's it." Lin Shanhan smiled slightly, with his hands behind his back, very confident.

Shi Yan held the sword with great effort. This was the first time that the sword appeared. The previous times, it was just a ray of light. First, he fought with Gong Yang Zhongyu, and then with the mad sword Hu Dingsan. Although this sword was much weaker than the one with Gong Yang Zhongyu, this time, [Knowledge Sky] and [Knowledge Pulse] were fully activated, and the spiritual power surged. The body contained unprecedented majestic spiritual power. Could it be that this was the reason why the sword was able to manifest as a physical entity?

Shi Yan held the hilt of the sword. Although the ancient sword looked broken, he could feel the sword's breathing and heartbeat. With every heartbeat and breath, a trace of spiritual power would overflow from the surroundings. What a pure spiritual power! If we use water as an analogy, a drop of spiritual power overflowing from the sword is equivalent to a pool of spiritual power in the air! Shi Yan was filled with heroic spirit. Even if Mo Zihao was as powerful as he guessed, he could not resist this sword!

"We're sure to win!" Shi Yan looked at Mo Zihao coldly, raised his sword, and swung it gently towards Mo Zihao.

With a gentle wave, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was immediately attracted, and the spiritual power of the Zhoutian was immediately sucked into the sword. In a short period of time, there was no spiritual power within a five-mile radius of the sword, and all of it was absorbed by the sword! Then, the colorful clouds on the sword suddenly burst into light, dazzling, and a soft golden energy spread from the colorful clouds to the whole body, even Shi Yan's body was coated with a layer of gold.

Shi Yan felt that the spiritual power in his body was being sucked into the sword crazily. The spiritual power in the sword was as vast as the sea, and even Shi Yan, the master, could not control it!

Shi Yan felt that he had to swing the sword immediately, otherwise he would be sucked dry! However, his hands were stiff and it was difficult for him to swing it.

Shi Yan's face was pale. He was only supporting his body with a trace of spirit at the moment. Otherwise, he would have fallen to the ground due to the loss of spiritual power.

Finally, at the moment when Shi Yan’s spiritual power was about to run out, the sword moved!

That’s right, the sword moved, and the sword slashed towards Mo Zihao on its own!

However, in the eyes of others, it was Shi Yan who finally swung the sword!

Mo Zihao's eyelids twitched slightly. He felt danger! He was shocked, "I actually felt danger!" Since he got the tripod, he has never felt danger. Even when facing an enemy stronger than himself, he never felt danger. But now, when facing a person who is several levels lower than him, he actually felt danger!

Mo Zihao couldn't believe it, but no matter whether he believed it or not, the sword had already landed three inches above his head!

"Mo Zihao, go to hell!" Shi Yan shouted with blood oozing from the corner of his mouth!

"This is impossible!" Lin Shanhan's face turned pale, "I actually made a mistake!"

With such momentum and power, how could it be a broken sword? Even if it was the strongest sword of the Lin family, it wouldn't be so powerful!

Under the gazes of countless shocked people below, this seemingly old sword, with a brilliant light, smashed heavily on Mo Zihao's head!

boom!

The light exploded, and everyone was blinded instantly. It was only after several seconds that their vision slowly recovered.

I saw a huge deep pit appearing above the sea, with a radius of one mile. The surrounding sea water solidified around it, as if there was an invisible force blocking it from pouring into the deep pit.

The huge crust caused by the earth's turning over was also turned into powder by this sword and scattered in the wind.

In the air, a thin figure was staggering. It was not Mo Zihao, but Shi Yan!

What about Mo Zihao!

Everyone was shocked and started looking for him, but they couldn't find Mo Zihao.

Could it be that Mo Zihao was defeated? He was defeated so thoroughly that not even his body was left!

And the four mirror puppets also disappeared into the sky.

Shi Yan finally couldn't hold on any longer and fell to the ground. He laughed weakly, and every time he laughed, he coughed up blood. His collar was already stained red with blood, and his original color could not be seen.

"Haha, I won?"

Mo Tianbo turned pale. Now, seven or eight out of ten of the Mohist disciples he had worked so hard to gather had been lost in the turbulent sea. His most proud military advisor, Mo Zihao, had been defeated. Who else could fight for him? "Defeated? I lost?" Mo Tianbo muttered to himself, and suddenly roared madly, "Impossible, I can't fail. I am acting in accordance with the will of the ancestors of the Mohist family. How could I fail?"

Suddenly, the sound stopped, and Mo Tianbo seemed to be strangled by the nothingness. His face turned red and he looked ahead in surprise.

Afterwards, Mo Tianbo's body suddenly rushed into the deep pit in the sea. No, to be exact, it was more like he was dragged in.

"Ah!" Mo Tianbo screamed from the bottom of the pit, "No, you can't, you can't do this!"

The "no" sound gradually became weaker and then disappeared.

"This" Shi Yan was shocked, what is this?

Mo Zixie's face was gloomy, and he had an ominous premonition. "Quick, rescue Shi Yan!" he suddenly ordered.

Beside him, Mo Chou didn't know what was going on, but since Shi Yan was seriously injured and should be taken back for treatment, he flew towards Shi Yan.

However, before he could fly a few meters, a huge explosion suddenly occurred in the deep pit!

Stone chips were flying all over the sky, and lime was everywhere. A shadow suddenly shot out from it and appeared in front of Shi Yan in an instant.

That was Mo Zihao!

Shi Yan looked at Mo Zihao in disbelief. He didn't expect that he was not dead!

At this moment, Mo Zihao was in tattered clothes, his face was pale, and the corners of his mouth were stained with blood. When he smiled, a trace of flesh could be seen between his teeth!

Shi Yan instantly understood why Mo Tianbo suddenly rushed into the deep pit. It turned out that he was dragged in by Mo Zihao and eaten alive!

Shi Yan's stomach suddenly churned.

Mo Zihao was now like an evil ghost, his eyes flashing with a faint green light, blood dripping from the corners of his mouth, and he laughed, "You must be disappointed to see that I am not dead! You are very good, beyond my expectations, but you will still die in my hands!"

After saying that, he stretched out his skinny hand and slapped Shi Yan.

The sudden change in the sky caused everyone in the field to look in the direction of Shi Yan in shock.

Mo Zihao is not dead!

This piece of news, like a hurricane, was shaking wildly in everyone's heart!

Mo Luo stood there in a daze, his eyes lifeless, and he was even unaware of the tears streaming down his cheeks.

Everyone on Mo Xiaoyan's side had sad expressions. Although they were not familiar with Shi Yan, Shi Yan was fighting on their behalf!

As for Mo Tianbo, he looked relieved and happy.

Only Lin Shanhan frowned slightly.

"Is this the Mohist school that I have longed for since I was a child?" he thought to himself.

Mo Zihao's dry palm slapped down, seemingly weak and powerless, but it was like a huge mountain pressing down on Shi Yan's head!

Suddenly, Shi Yan’s eyes went dark and a figure appeared above his head. It was Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai!

boom!

Mo Zihao's dry, corpse-like palm slammed down on the heads of Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai, who arrived to rescue them in time!

Mo Zihao was slightly angry, his pupils bulged, "You beast, I'll let you ruin my plan!" Mo Zihao shouted and slapped him again!

Mo Zihao's angry blow hit Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai hard on the head.

Crack! The solid cocoon actually made a shattering sound!

"Go to hell!" Mo Zihao slapped him again!

"Go to hell!" Mo Zihao slapped down ten times in a row. Finally, a crack appeared on the top of the giant cocoon, and then spread to the entire body of the cocoon and shattered!

"No!" Shi Yan watched helplessly as Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai endured Mo Zihao's attacks, but he was powerless! In the end, Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai's outer armor collapsed!

Shi Yan cried and hugged Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai, trying to prevent the outer armor from falling off Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai's bodies.

"No, I don't want to die!" Shi Yan burst into tears, and the past events came to his mind one by one.

The silly look of Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai when they just broke out of the shell, their greedy look when fighting for food, and their coquettish look when begging for food in his arms, all appeared in Shi Yan's eyes one by one.

Although Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai were not Shi Yan's natal contracted beasts, but blood contracted beasts, the relationship between them was not weak at all. It was like Shi Yan's child, and now, Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai were willing to endure Mo Zihao's continuous attacks for him. Every palm, hitting Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai's body, seemed to hit Shi Yan's heart.

Since being abandoned by his family, Shi Yan has never cried again. No matter what tragic things he faced, he never shed a tear. Men don't shed tears easily, but they do when they are sad. Now, Shi Yan's tears flowed, dripping on Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai's bodies, sliding along the cracks and into the outer armor.

Suddenly, the giant cocoon trembled slightly. Shi Yan was startled and looked at the giant cocoon.

Then, he saw the giant cocoon trembling violently, and dazzling light shot out from the cracks in the outer armor!

Mo Zihao was startled and quickly slapped his palm down, but before his palm got close, he was repelled by the light!

Light shot out from the giant cocoon, like silk, and flew towards Mo Zihao. Mo Zihao quickly condensed his spiritual power wings, and his wings vibrated, and he flew back into the air, his face slightly pale.

What's going on? Mo Zihao was very surprised!

Not only him, but even Shi Yan was extremely surprised.

The giant cocoon slowly floated into the air, and gradually disappeared in the soft light, and along with it, two petite figures emerged!