Do Not Seek Fairy Fate

Chapter 383 Encounter

A blade glow came from the sky, fell in front of the rock, and the blade glow dispersed, revealing Moqiu's figure.

He flicked lightly with one hand, and the 'Thousand Ghost Banner' rolled up Yue Changge's belongings and fell into the palm of his hand.

"Clatter..."

The long flag trembled and shrunk rapidly, until finally it was the size of a palm, and he held it with one hand.

Then he turned his head slowly and looked at the four people not far away.

His eyes turned and fell on Liang Xuejun, Moqiu raised one hand, bowed and gave a salute:

"Princess Liang, we meet again!"

"Who are you……"

Liang Xuejun's beautiful eyes flickered, her expression mixed with surprise and joy.

Judging by his attire, the other party must be a member of the Cangyu Sect's Chihuofeng, but his appearance is very strange.

After thinking about it carefully, she remembered a monk surnamed Mo whom she met when she asked about Li Chenzhou's disappearance.

It seems to be called Moqiu?

Remember, this person is just a disciple of the outer sect who is blindly cultivating, and his cultivation level is not outstanding.

Unexpectedly, the strength is so powerful.

She could forcefully kill a true disciple of the Hehuan Sect, she wondered if she could do it.

Li Chenzhou disappeared for no reason, possessing such strength, and being able to do so without anyone noticing...

Could it be that he really did that thing back then?

But at this moment, these are irrelevant.

What's important is what's in front of you.

Since the other party was able to kill Yue Changge, and the faces of Zhao Wuya and the other three remained unchanged, he had the confidence to do so.

Three against two...

With this strong support, you can give it a go!

As the thought turned, Liang Xuejun's spirit shook, and a glimmer of hope appeared in his already desperate heart.

"Fellow Daoist Mo, these three are Zhao Wuya from the Hall of Nine Evils, Baiwai from the Hehuan Sect, and Nie Feng from the Blood Evil Sect. They are all true biography."

She exhorted:

"You have to be careful!"

"En." Mo Qiu nodded, glanced at the three people in the field, and then his eyes fell on the male and female Bai Wai.

The expressions of the three sank.

They know each other well, and the three of them have similar cultivation levels, but Bai Wai is the most powerful.

This person can see through at a glance?

Coupled with the lingering prestige of killing Yue Changge, the three of them inevitably murmured in their hearts.

However, they are not Yi Yi's generation, they are all experienced in many battles, so it is impossible for them to retreat.

"I'll stop him."

Bai Wai licked the corner of his mouth lightly, with a charming look on his face, the heroic and feminine temperament on his body, not only did not appear weird, but on the contrary, he had a strange beauty of killing both men and women:

"You solve the princess as soon as possible, and then help me."

"good!"

"Can!"

The two should be, but Mo Qiu suddenly frowned and looked up at the distant sky.

The reaction of the four people in the field was a beat slower, and they also noticed something different in an instant, and looked sideways at the same time.

Far away in the sky, there was an extra black light at some point.

At first, the black light was only the size of a thin line, but in an instant it turned into the thickness of a thumb, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a black cloud again, coming quickly.

In the black cloud, the aura was cold, violent, faintly insane, which made people's hearts tremble.

"It's him!"

Seeing this, the three true disciples of the evil way looked at each other, and they all saw the surprise and uncertainty in each other's eyes.

Li Yuanjing!

Although this inner sect disciple of the Cangyu Sect had little reputation before, he has made great achievements in the past few months.

There are two true disciples of the evil way, who lost their lives, and their strength is so strong that it can be called terrifying.

Coupled with Liang Xuejun and Mo Qiu who suddenly appeared but had unfathomable cultivation, the hearts of the three sank.

A hint of retreat grew in their hearts.

"This breath..."

Bai Wai's eyes flickered, turning back and forth between the object in Moqiu's hands and the incoming black light:

"like!"

"Shua!"

It was too late to say, but it was so fast at that time, but in just a moment, the black clouds that were far away in the sky had already fled to the front.

The black clouds parted, revealing Li Yuanjing with pitch-black eyes inside.

"Senior Brother Li." Mo Qiu cupped his fists immediately, but a warning sign suddenly appeared in his heart, and subconsciously took a step back:

"I haven't seen you for many years. Senior brother has made great progress, and Daoji will be expected soon. It's really gratifying."

"Hey..." Li Yuanjing's dark eyes rolled back and forth, his eyes fell on Mo Qiu's hands, and he grinned:

"Junior brother, you are really easy for me to find!"

"Huh?" Mo Qiu raised his eyebrows:

"Brother, what do you want me to do?"

"Not bad." Li Yuan nodded his head, then stretched out his hand:

"Bring it!"

"What are you bringing?" Mo Qiu's heart skipped a beat.

"Yan Luofan in your hand." Li Yuanjing's voice was cold:

"If you don't want to die, let go."

Mo Qiu narrowed his eyes.

He didn't know why the 'Thousand Ghost Banner' in his hand was called Yan Luo Banner by the other party.

But this thing is a genuine top-grade magic weapon, how can you give it just by saying it?

Immediately his complexion sank, and he spoke slowly:

"Brother, are you joking?"

"Don't give it?" Li Yuanjing smiled grimly, and suddenly waved his hand, and a gray light fell like a waterfall:

"Then go die!"

The gray light is dim in color and the halo is not pure, like a low-grade magic weapon of low quality, but its power makes people's hearts tremble.

High-grade magic weapon——Changhe Sword!

The falling sword light has no intention of holding back, what the sword light pointed at, Moqiu's body was all within it, and it turned into a lore-killing trend.

"Zheng!"

Mo Qiu's face turned cold, and the sound of the sword on his body groaned softly, and a ray of cold sword light rose against the trend, and suddenly cut off the incoming sword light:

"Brother, what are you doing?"

"The Twelve Swords of Yin Killing?"

Li Yuanjing's eyes twitched, and he didn't respond to Mo Qiu's questioning. He just smiled coldly and said:

"Bringing an ax to the door, show this way of swordsmanship in front of me, I think you don't think you died fast enough!"

The sound fell, and the sword light trembled in the air, turning into wisps of strange wind, falling silently towards the lower cover.

Yin Killing Twelve Swords——The wind is howling!

"Well……"

Mo Qiu squinted his eyes, flicked his fingers, and the sword posture resumed.

A layer of ghostly ghost realm emerges from the edge of the sword, and all the ferocious murderous intentions are hidden in it, disappearing.

The two swords intertwined, and there was a clang.

"Ding……"

The sound of the collision was hoarse and ear-piercing, the Yinfeng Wuying Sword flashed back, and the Changhe Sword froze on the spot.

Li Yuanjing's expression was sluggish, his eyes fixed on Mo Qiu, it seemed a little unbelievable:

"How can it be?"

His sword art was handed down by Daoist monks, and the mysteries in it are all clear, so when it comes to the subtlety, it is far less than impossible?

"This kid is a genius!" In his mind, the old voice was full of exclamation:

"Control the sword with intention, combine the sword with emotion, perfectly match the sword intent and principle of the sword with one's own aura, and bring the power of the sword to the extreme."

"This level of sword control, the old man barely reached it after decades of proving the Dao foundation."

"Young people are terrifying!"

It can be heard that there is a lot of emotion in this person's voice.

"So what?" Li Yuanjing sneered upon hearing this:

"No matter how good the sword formula is, if you don't have enough cultivation and the magic weapon is not strong, you will still be one point worse than me."

"kill!"

With a low whistling in his heart, the Changhe sword violently raged, and countless violent winds swept across the world.

Mo Qiu's expression was gloomy and cold, Feijian showed no sign of weakness, and the lightning flashed out to fight with him.

The same is the twelve swords of Yin killing, but seeing the two swords, one is full of breath, the other is cold and chilling, the other relies on high cultivation and sharp magic weapon, and the other is exquisite and superb in swordsmanship.

The four people not far away were taken aback when they saw this.

None of them thought of such a situation.

Liang Xuejun was even more anxious and angry. He thought that there would be another savior, but he didn't expect to be a lunatic who made trouble.

"Chance!"

Zhao Wuya's eyes flickered, his figure flickered, and he was about to make a move.

However, Liang Xuejun's complexion changed, and a spiritual light suddenly appeared on his body, and he rushed to the area where Mo Qiu and the two were fighting.

The other three escaped together and had to stop. After all, they were too close, and it was very likely that they would attract the siege of two masters, and the gains outweighed the losses.

"Good boy!"

In the void, Li Yuan looked up to the sky and shouted:

"Your swordsmanship is really good, but whoever blocks my way, no matter who it is, will die!"

As the sound fell, the black cloud on his body exploded, and a big hand that covered the sky and the sun quickly reached out from it and grabbed it.

Hell Grabber!

The five fingers of the big hand stretched out, and the dim lights on the belly of the fingers converged, gradually forming five thunderballs with faint halos.

Dark Abyss Divine Thunder!

As soon as the big hand fell, the void stagnated, and the thunder ball flickered and exploded.

"boom……"

The land covered by mu Xu was full of thunder, and the top of a small mountain happened to burst open in an instant.

In the middle of the thunder, Mo Qiu stood upright, his eyes were full of light, and his whole body was blazing with flames.

Diamond Foil!

Nine Fire God Dragon Cover!

Xuanhuo Tenglong!

The nine-headed fire dragon roared out, opened its mouth wide, and sprayed flames as thick as magma upward.

"Boom..."

Void tremors.

The mountain rock that fell from the sky was burned by the flames, and instantly turned into hot magma and sprinkled down.

For a moment, the magma in the sky covered one side like rain.

"Clatter..."

Mo Qiu flicked his wrist, the Ten Thousand Ghost Banner in his palm swelled against the wind, turning into a height of several feet, shaking out billowing black smoke.

In the black smoke, there are countless ghosts up and down, and all the vitality of all living things are swallowed by them wherever they pass.

"hey-hey……"

Seeing this, Li Yuanjing sneered:

"Greeting me with Yan Luo Banner, that would be the best!"

As the sound fell, a strange suction was born out of thin air, pulling the Wangui Banner in Mo Qiu's hand and flying forward.

The ghosts pervading the field seemed to be out of control, flying chaotically in the air.

By!

Mo Qiu secretly screamed in his heart that something was wrong, before he had time to think about it, he changed the tactic and flicked forward with his fingers.

The curse of all ghosts!

burst!

Although Wan Gui Ban was a little out of control, he could still do something.

"boom……"

In an instant, clusters of Dou Dagui smoke exploded in succession in the air, and countless waves of terror fluctuated one after another.

The sound of the explosion did not resound through the heavens and the earth, but it was dull and powerful.

Even the perception of the soul and the control of the mind, under its constant bombardment, shrank suddenly.

Subconsciously, the thought that was connected to the Wangui Banner dissipated instantly.

Mo Qiu hurriedly folded his hands to put away the Wangui Banner, and took out a forbidden talisman and pasted it on the storage bag.

"Damn it!"

Li Yuanjing roared angrily, rushed forward, and shot out one hundred and eight bloodthirsty soul-killing needles with shaking hands.

This needle is a one-time instrument with powerful power, and it is the nemesis of all body protection spells.

When a mortal body touches it, it instantly turns into thick water.

Even if it is a monk with profound Taoism, if he does not investigate, he will end up dead.

The flying needle stabbed quickly, leaving Mo Qiu's place full of holes.

At the same time, a saber light with a faint sense of Zen seemed to penetrate time and space, quietly piercing through Li Yuanjing's heart.

King Ming cut!

There was even a flash of sword light, which pierced through Li Yuanjing's brows as if there was nothing in the void.

Streamer!