Doupo: Demon Shura

Chapter Fifty-Three

Xiao Mo suddenly disappeared where he was. Reappearing, the whole person stood behind Yun Heng, and his long sword pierced Yun Heng's vest. At the same time, the soul power surged out, turning into countless dense soul needles, piercing his mind.

Even though his attack method was secretive, Yun Heng was obviously not the kind of delicate flower grown in a greenhouse like Nalan Yanran. A strong sense of crisis made him swept forward like lightning, his silver-white wings flicked, and the whole person floated into the void, avoiding the fatal lore. At the next breath, Yun Heng's body twisted sharply, and the long sword slashed towards Xiao Mo with a fierce sword aura with the force of rotation.

Yun Heng's time was very coincidental. It happened that Xiao Mo's old energy was exhausted, his new energy was not enough, and his body was still rushing forward due to inertia. If you don't take measures, you will be seriously injured even if you keep splitting into two pieces.

The narrow and long eyes narrowed slightly, and the sword power changed from stabbing to slashing. The Liansha Sword smashed the sword qi into pieces like a rotten sword, and handed over with the long sword that followed. Immediately afterwards, the two of them seemed to have negotiated, and neither of them dodged for the benefit of their body.

The long sword seemed to have life in their hands, with each pick, stab and slash, there was an indescribable rhythm, it seemed that the long sword had become one with them. Obviously it was a cold dead object, but at this moment, it seemed to be infected with the breath of two people.

clang! boom!

The harsh collision and roar continued to sound, and the invisible energy burst out from the handover of the two soldiers, the bluestone ground debris splashed, and countless cracks spread like a spider web.

Yun Heng is a strong fighter, although he only has one star. But it was not something Xiao Mo, a five-star master, could contend. As Yun Heng's strength continued to increase, Xiao Mo gradually showed signs of defeat.

However, everyone was surprised to find out. Every time when he was about to lose, Yun Heng would always have inexplicable changes, causing Xiao Mo to be in danger again and again.

"Yun Heng has been specializing in kendo for decades. But... it is not easy for Xiao Mo to attack him for thousands of moves." Jia Xingtian sighed slightly, his voice a little bit emotional, "He has escaped several times, probably relying on it. Attacks on the soul. Although, I can’t figure out how he did it. However, if he can compete with the powerful Douwang, his soul strength will not be weaker than that of the fifth-rank alchemist."

hiss!

Hearing this, there was a gasp around. I heard that Xiao Mo and Xiao Yan were in the same year, which meant that he was not only promoted to the Great Fighter at the age of seventeen, but also a noble Five-Rank Refining Demon Stone. This...this talent...do you want to be so enchanting...

"Oh! Seeing the young man so powerful, I suddenly realized that I am old." He shook his head, Fa Ma's complexion was a little dim.

Xiao Yan listened to the discussion here. An inexplicable pride surged in his heart, and he deserved to be the one he fancyed. However, seeing the dangerous duel in the field, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. Reason told him that Xiao Mo was very strong, and as a peak power in his previous life, it was impossible that he could not cope with such a situation. However, emotionally, he couldn't help but not worry.

Bang!

The roar suddenly exploded and saw debris flying across the square, bringing a string of breaking wind. In the smoke and dust, the two of them stepped back a few steps at the same time, letting go of their strength. However, Yun Heng took two steps back a bit, but Xiao Mo took seven or eight steps in a row. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that in this matchup, Yun Heng is a little better in the end.

Erasing the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth, Xiao Mo stared at the sharp sword in front of him. The fox's eyes were shining, as if he had seen something good, his pale lips were lightly hooked, with a bewilderment; "You little sword admires it. It's just that. , Yun Lanzong leads an easy life, which is not conducive to your growth after all. Why, follow Ben Shao."

As soon as the voice fell, the audience was silent for a long while before they were in an uproar. No one thought that Xiao Mo wanted to dig the corner of Yunlanzong, or dig in front of him.

On the tree, Hai Bodong glanced at Xiao Yan, who was sullen by his side, and said with a smile: "I think it's not bad. This Yun Heng swordsmanship is really extraordinary. If it weren't for Yun Lanzong's years of cleanliness, I'm afraid it would go further. Xiao Mo has foresight."

Looking at the boy in red in the field, Xiao Yan felt sour from time to time. Seeing that man vomited blood, his dark eyes became more and more dull.

Yun Heng didn't expect that he would say this, he was taken aback for a moment, then he recovered and shook his head slowly: "I am the elder of Yun Lanzong."

After thinking for a while, he said, "You are not my opponent now, give up! Yun Lanzong will not treat you like anything."

He raised his eyebrows lightly, the corners of his lips smiled deeper, and his wrist moved lightly, and a beautiful sword flower blossomed: "That's not necessarily true!" The ending sound was prolonged, with a tingling temptation.

Yun Heng was not annoyed if the dissuasion was unsuccessful: "Be careful! I won't keep my hands."

After speaking, the sword eyebrows raised, and the surrounding grudge suddenly rioted, condensing towards the long sword in Yun Heng's hand, and there seemed to be countless sharp swords standing in the air. The faintly revealing breath of sharp tearing made everyone who watched shiver. Those with a slightly lower repair base have a pale complexion.

"Good job! Let Ben Shao see if your sword is good or Ben Shao is good."

The clearer the roar sounded, Xiao Mo's eyes became brighter, his sword pointed at the sky, his fingers slowly brushed across the sword, like the gentlest spring breeze. The light of the sword body became deeper and deeper, as if the night stopped here.

"Cut!"

Yun Heng gave a soft drink, and the long sword came towards Xiao Mo with the mighty coercion that split the world. Wherever he passed, a series of dark gaps visible to the naked eye appeared quietly, like a giant beast that swallowed its prey with its big mouth open.

This sword was actually mixed with artistic conception, and Xiao Mo was shocked in his heart, his eyes were cautious, and he attacked with the sword.

Everyone held their breath, staring nervously at the two swords that were getting closer and closer.

bump! boom! Creak--

The roar was deafening, and the collision between the two seemed to shake the entire void twice, accompanied by a sour squeak, followed by a broken sound. In the void, there seemed to be some crystal clear fragments falling.

The hard square, under the impact of such a fierce force, instantly shattered. The wind and sand swept across the gravel and raged everywhere, spreading everywhere.

Yun Leng's face was pale, staring at Xiao Mo with murderous intent in his eyes. Such an enchanting talent must be killed in the cradle. Otherwise, there will be trouble with Yunlanzong. At the same time, the protective cover will be thickened in due course.

On the tree, everyone put up protective shields. Of course, people like Hai Bo Dong, Jia Xing Tian, ​​Fa Ma, and Furukawa did not do this. These energies can't hurt them.

In the wind and sand, Xiao Mo shook his trembling right hand and watched the blood leaking from the tiger's mouth. Sweeping his body, he retracted his sword and out of his palm.

The slender and shiny palms are as exquisite as works of art no matter where you look from them. However, Yun Heng couldn't appreciate it at this time. He looked at Xiao Mo's eyes with amazement. Of course, more is the unquenchable fighting spirit.

Both of them endured the explosion, and Xiao Mo was no better than Yun Heng at this time. However, the will that has been tempered over the years has allowed him to force the attack.

At the moment when the palm of his hand was slowly printing towards Yun Heng, a strong wind carried the momentum of thunder, and quietly blew onto Xiao Mo's chest.

puff!

As he retreated quickly, Xiao Mo quickly grasped the Jianzha sword and pierced the sword into the ground to slow down his stamina. Rao is so, still slipping out of seven or eight meters.

"Moer..." The development was so sudden that Yun Heng was about to lose. Unexpectedly, Yun Heng would hide his hand. Xiao Yan's face turned pale, his figure flashed, and he walked towards Xiao Mo's direction.

He staggered and stood up. Xiao Mo couldn't help squirting blood again. Almost instantly, Xiao Mo's fingers joined together, and a faint mark appeared in the void, and in a flash, it disappeared little by little.

Red light slowly emerged from the square with beauty. Everyone was surprised at first, and then surprised to discover. The red light was actually a kind of magical flower they had never seen before. The blood-red petals bloomed enchantingly, clinging to the faint branches, and revealing the fierceness of death.

The pale lips of "Lock Soul" moved slightly, and the voice was barely audible. The gloomy light in the narrow and long eyes is scattered, with endless darkness and endless cruelty.

As soon as the red flowers appeared, they passed towards Yun Heng in the next instant, between the electric light and flint, and disappeared into Yun Heng's body. Yun Heng, who was still in good spirits, suddenly stopped breathing in the blink of an eye and closed his eyes tightly.

"This..." Hai Bodong's eyes widened, "What kind of attack is this? It's so weird!" Thinking of this, his body grew cold. Make up my mind to have a good relationship with Boy Yan in the future, and absolutely don't provoke this evildoer.

"Huh..." Jia Xingtian sighed heavily, his tone a little envy, "This Xiao family doesn't know what luck it is, one is more enchanting." Secretly thinking whether or not to pay the Xiao family well in advance.

Nalanjie couldn't laugh anymore at this time. Seeing the people in the Xiao family see the evildoers more and more, he was shocked to find that he had privately wanted to keep the two of them in Yunlanzong.

...

Everyone thought that it was Yun Heng who had just attacked him, but he knew that it was not at all. As early as Yun Leng opened his mouth to leave him, he discovered that there was a breath that seemed like nothing. Therefore, it was time for a duel with Yunheng.

Fortunately, he didn't naively think that the master of that breath would watch it. Take precautions early, otherwise, it may be him who is defeated now.

"Mo'er" Xiao Yan hugged Xiao Mo who was crumbling, took out the healing medicine and fed it in. The dark eyes were filled with panic and fear, "Mo'er, are you okay? Next time, don't try so hard." ! What's the matter, I can carry it for you."

The gloom faded in his eyes, Xiao Mo softened his expression, smiled weakly, and turned his head to look at Yun Leng: "Elder, I wonder if this competition is less winning?"

In full view, Yun Leng couldn't reverse right and wrong either, his face was sullen, and he gritted his teeth: "You won."

"Then Younger Ben and Third Brother can leave, right?"

This time, Yun Leng did not readily agree and hesitated. A white-robed old man staring at the place where the red flowers disappeared, thoughtfully, suddenly, his face changed as if thinking of something, and he moved to Yun Leng's side and whispered.

Xiao Mo's eyes sank as he guessed in his heart. I saw Yun Leng looking over, with strange joy on his face: "Mr. Xiao Mo, I ask a question, and I hope Mr. Xiao Mo will answer it truthfully."

"Say."

"Excuse me, what is the relationship between Mr. Xiao Mo and Jiuzhongxianque?"

As soon as this remark came out, the imperial capital had a little bit of power, and they thought of the Jiuzhongxianque that was so uproarious not long ago, and destroyed the Jiuzhongxianque of the countless affiliated families of the Yunlan Sect.

The author has something to say: Sorry, this chapter is a bit late. After get off work this afternoon, there was a meeting suddenly, but I couldn't upload it in time. I hope my friends don't mind.