Fix your sister's fairy

It's only a matter of time before the fight will start sooner or later, Qingyan is terrible, and death is terrible, but there are always many people who will put death out of the way, people die for money, birds die for food, and the legend of the Heavenly Immortal Fruit can prolong life for 3,000 years is enough for these people to leave their fears behind.

Mo Yi held the blood sword burning with green flames, although he could feel the fear of the overwhelming creatures a hundred meters away, but under the fear, it was difficult to hide the terrible greed and madness, these creatures were now dry powder kegs, and it only took a little spark to ignite them.

"Hand over the ten pieces of the Heavenly Immortal Fruit, and I will protect you from death by Changfengmen!"

Just when the situation was stalemate to the freezing point, a deafening shout sounded in the black tide of living beings, and at the same time, a heavenly sword qi that gathered hundreds of sword lights condensed into one tore a huge hole in the group of creatures in front of it, but all the creatures touched by the "One Hundred and Sixteen Seven" sword qi were torn to pieces and blood foam fell to the ground.

A huge sword aura brutally tore a gap in the crowded encirclement, and a group of white-clothed sword-wielding Terran monks with a murderous aura gathered in the sky and came on foot, and the number of people who swept away at a glance was about two or three hundred, which was still insignificant for the number of creatures surrounding the snow-capped mountains, but no one dared to underestimate them, because above the heads of these two or three hundred people was a giant long sword composed of hundreds of flying swords! The long sword is about half a thousand meters long, and the whole body is overflowing with sharp sword intent and surging mana, and the sword that tore through the gap in the encirclement just now was cut out of this sword!

Changfeng Gate: Town Fairy Sword Formation.

Even if the Great Elder of the Sword Furnace died without a sage, there were still other elders in the Changfeng Gate who could lead the disciples to form a sword formation, and the Town Immortal Sword Formation was a killing array formed by the condensation of the sword intent and sword qi of all the disciples of the Changfeng Gate who survived at the moment.

Mo Yi looked at the disciples of the Changfeng Sect who formed a sword formation, an old man who was an elder came out with a sword, and the creatures around him were all eyeing this bird, and the old man's response was to raise his hand and pinch the sword technique, and several sword qi flowed out from the long sword hundreds of meters away behind him and fell like meteors, directly killing those creatures with bad intentions on the spot!

"Ten Heavenly Immortal Fruits, I will protect you from death with my Changfeng Gate. The elder of Changfengmen slowly walked to Mo Yi a hundred meters away and stood still, repeating his conditions.

"Interesting. Mo Yi looked at the elder and bowed slightly: "Dare to ask what to call it?"

"Changfeng Gate, Ruling Pavilion Elder, Zheng Shanhe. The elder was dressed in white and stained with blood, and his fluttering sideburns and beard were also dyed a dazzling red, but those eyes were no longer cloudy, and the sharp light in them was like a sword, as if it was about to pierce Mo Yi.

"I only remember that there is an elder in your Changfeng Gate named Jian Wuxian, but he was killed by his sister, as a brother, do you easily mind?" Mo Yi asked with a smile.

At this moment, the two of them were under everyone's watchful eye, and every move was likely to cause a chaotic war to follow, and it was clear that neither of them had the slightest restraint to start negotiating.

"Jian Wuxian was killed because his cultivation was not perfect, and there was still some fire in the way of the sword. Elder Zheng Shanhe of the gate had a grim face: "Ten Heavenly Immortal Fruits, we are not to blame for your sister killing me in the past, no..."

"Otherwise?" Mo also said to wait for the following.

"Otherwise, if you have the life to return!" Zheng Shanhe's words were murderous and awe-inspiring, and he was suspicious of threat.

"Interesting, did you let you kill me if you said kill me?" Mo Yi smiled and said, "Dare to ask the elder how he cultivates in the Immortal Cultivation Realm?"

"Return to the peak of the ruins! Half a step without a phase!" Zheng Shanhe said coldly, with a hint of pride and arrogance in his words, this cultivator can be regarded as a hegemon no matter where he is, and he is the great elder who is in charge of the ruling of the criminal law in Changfengmen.

"Then Elder Zheng Shanhe, we can't help but make a bet. Mo Yi threw the bloody sword in his hand towards Zheng Shanhe not far away, and Zheng Shanhe stared at Mo Yi motionlessly, and the bloody sword fell to the ground and stood up when it fell into a piece of land between the two.

"One move. Mo Yi raised his fingers: "We have one move, I die, and all the heavenly immortal fruits will be yours, and you die, I'm sorry, I'm afraid Changfengmen's trip to the abyss of all worlds will be empty-handed." "

"How daring. Zheng Shanhe glanced at Mo Yi's cultivation, the momentum of the Great Perfection of the Heavenly Palace in the Vast Period was undoubted, but he was far from paying attention to this, the monks in the Vast Period of the Immortal Cultivation Realm could kill hundreds of thousands with one sword, and it was already difficult for him to put the monks of the Vast Period in the position of his opponent with half a step, although this was the abyss of all worlds, the gap in experience and the gap in the exercises also made him extremely confident..........

"In the same way!" Mo Yi stepped forward and took a deep breath and loudly transmitted to the entire snow field: "The twelve Heavenly Immortal Fruits are indeed here with me! Any force! If you want to get the Heavenly Immortal Fruit from me, then send a representative to kill me, or be killed by me, and the ownership of the Heavenly Immortal Fruit will only fall into the hands of the strong!"

The sound waves continued to spread towards the black tide of living beings, Mo Yi's bold move caused countless living beings to be restless, they wanted to ignore this ridiculous bet and rush up directly to chop the heavenly immortal fruit that Mo Yi had robbed, but other forces were staring at it fiercely, and whoever rushed out at this moment was likely to become the target of the public together with Mo Yi.

The Heavenly Immortal Fruit is now a hot potato, and Mo Yile holds it in his hand, and the rest of the living beings dare not act rashly, but this is an opportunity to win the Heavenly Immortal Fruit for the big forces that have the strength to absolutely crush most of the living beings!

"What a gut, this bet on my Martial Heaven Sect is also a bet!"

An arrogant roar sounded, and a gust of wind once again set off in the encirclement of the Black Tide of Living Beings! Someone unleashed a terrifying fist pressure that crushed a large area of hundreds of living beings in front of them into flesh and blood, and blew them away!

In the tide of living beings, a burly man with a red fruit with a body as tall as a hill walked out, it was the martial madman who had survived his life when he besieged the Qingxuan Venerable before, and after taking the life-saving God 3.6 medicine, he now regained his combat ability and led a large group of disciples of the Martial Heaven Sect to come.

"Everyone is still alive, I thought everyone was dead, so no one would fight us. A coquettish voice sounded, and another force stood up in the tide of living beings.

"Aren't the ladies of Wanyanzong dead yet?" The martial madman glanced at it and saw that it was the elder Qinghe Dance who led the Wanyanzong who spoke, and after the Enma Dance died, it seemed that Wanyanzong was led by this woman.

"Are there only a few of the ten immortal gates that came to the snow field?" Mo Yi looked at this scene and clapped his hands with a smile: "What else?"

The flood swept over from the tide of living beings, washing and stirring up countless living beings, and the tide washed out a path and the Wanfa Sect, led by a middle-aged man with a cold face, walked out silently. _

To see the ununderlined version of the novel, please download the Fei Lu novel