Do Not Seek Fairy Fate

Chapter 485: Massacre

"puff!"

The Yinfeng Knife is wrapped in flames, easily cut through a person's armor, and cut through the flesh inside.

A line of blood followed.

And a ray of flames fell on him.

The flame is only a trace, but after it is contaminated, it is like a tarsal maggot, no matter how much it is beaten, it will not be extinguished.

There is also a nameless hotness, floating in my heart.

"ah!"

One person raised his head to the sky and screamed, and the flames rolled all over his body, shining on one side.

The fictitious fire in the heart is connected with the flame outside the body, turning the fictitious into reality, burning people into torches.

"Plop!"

Someone plunged headfirst into the water.

"Shua!"

There are even people with sharp eyesight and quick hands who cut off the flesh contaminated by the flames with one knife.

However...

The flame could not be extinguished in water, and penetrated directly into the bone marrow through the flesh, and rushed into the blood in an instant.

The fire was raging, and the screams became more and more loud.

Before the hundreds of people who rushed to get close to the ruins where Moqiu was located, they had already turned into fiery people.

"Amitabha!"

Accompanied by the sound of the Buddha's chanting, a six-sided and eight-edged vajra pestle appeared in Mo Qiu's perception.

The Jiangmo pestle has three sections and seven rings, symbolizing the three senses and seven treasures of human beings.

Each of the six faces has a Buddha painted and engraved, or sad, angry, frightened, or fearful, to name a few.

The meaning of fearlessness, condensed as one, smashed down brazenly.

"boom!"

In the land of hundreds of feet, the air suddenly sunken, like a huge funnel, and the core was exactly where Moqiu was.

"Immeasurable longevity!"

Taoist Priest Qingsong flew over lightly, and with a flick of the dust whisk, thousands of green threads tumbled and fell down.

The black silk is like a net, enveloping one side, and like sharp knife lines, killing towards the inside.

"Peng!"

"Zi..."

The attack of the two real people landed on the cover of the Nine Fire God Dragon, immediately arousing sparks all over the sky.

Restricted by the suppression of heaven and earth, the power of the Nine Fire God Dragon Cover has been greatly reduced.

As for real people in this world, their cultivation is comparable to those in the late stages of Qi refining outside, but their full power burst can be comparable to those who have just entered the Taoist foundation.

Lie Yan (raging flames) immediately became exhausted.

Mo Qiu squinted his eyes and raised his hand falsely, Yan Luofan behind his back trembled rapidly.

"Om..."

Invisible ripples enveloped all directions in an instant, and the wailing not far away stopped abruptly in an instant.

One after another ghosts were forcibly captured, merged into a big hand, and patted towards the two of them.

Xuan Yin grabbed the master in one go!

For ghost spells, he's not bad either.

The Yan Luo Heart Sutra is even more involved in the general outline of the primordial spirit, which is far more advanced than the methods in this world.

Motivated by the Yan Luo Heart Sutra, it is easy to seize people's ghosts by envoy Yan Luo Banner.

The big hands and feet were more than ten feet long, and they turned over in the air, as if the night had fallen and the surroundings were pitch black.

"careful!"

Daoist Qingsong roared, his body retreated violently, and the dust whisk in his hand even entangled with the big hand in the air against the trend.

"Bah..."

The dust whisk in his hand is a magic weapon, and the dust silk comes from the ice silkworms under the thousands of feet of water.

Now in contact with Xuanyin's grasping hand, it melted instantly.

His complexion couldn't help but change.

"Ah……"

Master Huiyuan beside him was not as fast as he was, making a single-handed tactic and sweeping away with the magic pestle.

"go!"

"Peng!"

With a muffled sound, the two were directly blasted out.

"Shua!"

At this moment, the ground trembled slightly, and several vines shot up into the sky, catching the two of them in midair.

There are also countless vines piercing through the ground, with spikes protruding from them, rushing towards Moqiu's location.

Countless vines, like a group of snakes coming out of a hole, first rose high, and then smashed down with the force of falling.

Thick canes, thin as a child's arm, thick enough for a person to hug, danced wildly in the air.

Powerful, earth-shattering.

not far away.

A woman in a green robe quietly appeared, holding a cane and pointing at this place.

One of the top ten scattered people in Qizhou, Fairy Luliu.

"Shua!"

suddenly.

A line of fire crossed the void, and everything withered in the promised land.

The many vines that rushed forward, like poisonous snakes choking seven inches, fell towards the ground one after another.

Several people narrowed their eyes.

"Let's do it together!" Master Huiyuan said in a muffled voice:

"The demon sect and the demon way, everyone can get it and punish them. To deal with this kind of people, there is no need to talk about the morals of the world."

"Not bad." Daoist Qingsong nodded:

"Taiyizong caused disasters in the world and brought disasters to all living beings. There is no need to be polite when dealing with them."

"superior!"

With a roar, the three rushed forward.

Different from others, all three of them have experienced the turmoil decades ago.

Witnessing all living beings in the world with his own eyes, the martial arts heroes trembled under the shadow of Taiyizong.

It was because of Taiyizong, their relatives and friends, who were affected and killed.

When it comes to hatred, it is hard to get rid of in a lifetime.

"Well……"

Sensing the murderous intent of the three, Mo Qiu slightly shook his head with a ripple in his eyes.

Immediately bend a little.

"Crack..."

Yan Luofan shook behind him, and suddenly plunged into the ground, and the ground under him immediately split into gaps.

A stream of strong fire and evil spirits spewed out like wolf smoke.

Mo Qiu waved lightly with one hand, the evil spirit condensed and turned into flaming swords, sweeping away.

Forbidden law - Lei Zeyin fire sword.

The three real men rushed forward in a mighty manner, but were instantly overwhelmed by the surging sword light like a wave.

"call……"

The air trembled.

A few feet behind Mo Qiu, a phantom quietly emerged, holding a long sword forward.

With this hand, it swept over ten feet.

The mountains are in the void!

Misty Sect.

The name is free and easy, and it has a Taoist atmosphere, but it is a sect that really trains killers.

Similarly, he was also invited by some important officials of the imperial court to personally guard them to ensure their safety.

This time.

It has also been shot.

The supreme sword art of the sect, the mountain integrates innate divine arts, formations, and martial arts into one in the void.

If you don't come out, that's it.

out.

Kill within ten feet!

Hundreds of years ago, a master of the Misty Sect once assassinated a prince protected by a celestial master.

more successful escape.

The sword light streaked across the void, pierced through Mo Qiu's forehead, and swept across a distance of ten feet as if teleporting.

"clatter……"

After landing, the eyes of the person holding the sword shrank, and the whole thing suddenly disappeared.

"Peng!"

A big black hand descended from the sky, landed in the open space, and pressed a huge palm print.

"how come?"

Not far away, the air was shaking, and a black figure emerged, looking straight at Mo Qiu with surprise in his eyes.

Obviously nothing went wrong, why didn't I meet anyone just now?

Turning his thoughts, his figure disappeared again, only a ray of sword light passing obliquely.

"Bah..."

The sword passed, and there was nothing.

Hallucination?

The black shadow appeared again, and it was already clear.

There is nothing wrong with my sword art, but as long as I get close to the opponent, my perception will be cheap.

The place where Mo Qiu is several feet away is like a distorted space, and no one knows where he is.

"drink!"

A muffled roar sounded.

A ball of golden light rushed from afar, like two entangled golden dragons, crashing through Lei Ze Yin Huo Sword.

Kang Jinlong!

The Jiuji Profound Handle is as strong as Yang, and in the hands of Kang Jinlong, it is even more powerful to split mountains and divide seas.

With a smash of the two maces, the ground 100 meters ahead exploded.

The terrifying strength overturned the ground, knocked down the houses, and shattered the flames around Mo Qiu.

"good!"

Everyone's eyes lit up.

Kang Jinlong is worthy of being the most talented warrior in Qizhou for a century.

Everyone in the world has rumored that this person has profound strength, if he sees him today, he might be able to rival the first Sanren.

Such a martial skill is amazing!

Mo Qiu's expression remained the same, but he just made a tactic with one hand, and ghosts and flames gathered around him.

Like countless pairs of big hands, expanding in all directions.

"This person has amazing spells, get close to him!"

Master Huiyuan is too loud.

Immediately, together with Taoist Priest Qingsong, Fairy Green Willow, and Jinlong Huikang Qinglong, they rushed forward.

The assassin of Misty Sect swayed, stabbing out a sword from time to time.

The frequency of his actions is not high, but every time it is a critical moment, the sword can make others slow down.

One hundred meters, twenty feet, ten feet...

The distance is getting closer.

Even everyone can see through the flames and ghosts, the figure sitting cross-legged inside.

far away.

"wrong!"

A woman in Dao costume with a long sword on her back suddenly spoke.

"Senior, what's wrong?" Luojiao Nansong Saintess stood behind the woman, and said:

"I see that the situation is already obvious. Although that person is strong, he will be at a disadvantage in the face of several real people."

"No."

The woman's face is good, her skin is delicate, but her eyes are full of vicissitudes, making it difficult to tell her age.

Immediately shaking his head slightly, he said:

"That person was watching their moves, and didn't really use his strength."

"No... no way?" Nansong's expression froze:

"Under the siege of several real people, if I have spare energy, even Fairy Wei, the Celestial Master, may not be able to do it."

"You underestimate the strength of the Celestial Master." The woman shook her head:

"and……"

"This person may not be as good as Wei Daoyou."

"Then what should we do?" Nan Song frowned:

"Senior, do you want to make a move?"

The woman's eyes flickered, and the breath on her body sometimes rose and sometimes disappeared. Finally, she closed her eyes and sighed:

"I can not."

She has always planned to move ahead, but at this moment, she can't see Moqiu's strength at all.

Every time she was about to move, a warning sign appeared in her heart, making her feel chills all over her body.

So, how to do it?

"Um?"

Nan Song was taken aback for a moment, and even more surprised appeared in his heart.

The person in front of him is the number one scattered person in Qizhou, Zhang Qingqiu of Mingyidong, a top figure in the world.

Look at the whole Qizhou.

Apart from fighting in the old nest in Montenegro, there may be losses, who else can be called an opponent?

now.

Don't even dare to do it?

…………

"good."

Under the shroud of raging flames and dark wind, Mo Qiu's eyes glowed with aura, reflecting everyone's figures one by one.

Even the movement of the breath is absolutely obvious.

"Martial arts and techniques are integrated into one, this practitioner of Fang Dongtian has really found another way."

"pity……"

"Um?"

He raised his eyebrows slightly, vaguely surprised.

"kill!"

Master Huiyuan yelled suddenly, the monk's robes on his body shook rapidly, and his body suddenly increased in size.

When the Vajra Subduing Demon Pestle was smashed, the air showed a depression visible to the naked eye.

The terrifying power directly shattered the Yin Huo in front of him, and he still had the strength to charge straight.

Others also filed in.

Forced to within ten meters.

For Mo Qiu, this is already a safe cordon.

"pity!"

Sighing lightly, he originally wanted to observe for a while, but now it seems that he can't.

"Zheng..."

The melodious sword chant sounded.

A cold sword light quietly emerged, and with a slight jump, it appeared in front of the Vajra Subduing Demon Pestle.

"Ding……"

The Demon Subduing Pestle flew high.

By!

not good!

The complexions of the people present changed.

Kang Jinlong and Misty Sect Sombra reacted the fastest and retreated violently at the same time.

However...

It's too late!

With Moqiu as the center, the cold and cold sword light swept across an area of ​​hundreds of feet in a circular fan in an instant, and everything was interrupted wherever it passed.

Subduing Demon Pestle, Whisk, Golden Mace, Flying Sword...

Flesh!

All in two.

Without exception!

"Plop!"

Half of the body fell to the ground.

Mo Qiu's face was calm, and he moved lightly with one hand, and the raging flames around him gathered together. Then he opened his mouth and spit out a ray of real fire in his dantian.

"call……"

The flames rose against the wind, turned into a curtain of fire, and then split into countless lines of fire, spreading in all directions, covering the entire city in an instant.

The huge city suddenly lit up.

Then.

Qi Qi is dark.

In the eyes of others, a line of fire came from nowhere, like a sharp blade, easily passing through the armor and body of the companion in front of him, and then passing himself.

There was a slight pain in his body, and then there was endless darkness.

"puff!"

One person's body swayed slightly, and his body turned into two pieces.

One by one, the figures hiding in the dark fell to the ground one after another.

A person in the rivers and lakes who stands on the sidelines from a high place is also divided into two.

Rows of soldiers ready to go are like harvested rice, lifeless.

Mochizuki upstairs.

Zhuang Henyu's body was cold, her cheeks trembled wildly, her eyes were full of horror, she watched Master Hong and scribes beside her turn into split corpses.

full city,

All quiet!

far away.

Zhang Qingqiu fled wildly carrying Nansong.