Immortal Mortal

Mo Wuji simply did not bother to answer this guy, a hand-held stick appeared in his hands. network

This Xuanxian thought that Mo Wuji would take the first time after hearing his words, and then he would turn around in the unscrupulous moment. He never thought that Mo Wuji actually dared to start, a Jinxian monk who did not even show the fairy rhyme, or Jinxian who had just passed the thunder, why dare to fight with him?

"You don't know what I'm doing?" The Xuanxian finally reacted, and Mo Wuji couldn't see his cultivation, otherwise the courage came from.

Mo Wuji has already slammed the past. "If you want to fight, there are so many nonsense."

"Hey!" A mark smashed the space and directly smashed the monk. Mo Wuji this stick is only used 50% of the celestial yuan, he knows that the opponent is stronger than him, his stick is completely a try, can he resist him, if not, he immediately smashed away.

"Awkward cockroach ants." This Xuan Xian monk finally angered, a white light rolled out, directly banged on the unscrupulous genius stick.

The chill of the tears instantly invaded the body of Mo Wuji, and the violent celestial elements swept over and directly flew out.

Seeing that Mo Wuji was attacked by himself, this Xuanxian sneered, and now I know the gap. To know that he has not even stretched out in the field, the huge gully of Jinxian and Xuanxian is not enough to make up for it. He has never seen a monk of Jinxian who can counter the Xuanxian, even if he is only an early stage of Xuanxian.

Mo Wubo, who was bombarded in the air, calmed down. His strength did have some gaps with this Xuanxian monk. The gap is not so obvious. He can even find an opportunity to kill his opponent, and now the best thing is to let the other person know that he is vulnerable.

"Apricot, go to hell." This Xuan Xian monk simply did not wait for Mo Wuzhi to fall on the ground, step by step, the powerful Xuanxian field directly enveloped Mo Wuji. A silver dragon shovel that scatters the cold mantles takes a large piece of killing mang, and these killings not only wrap up his field, but even the path of Mo Wuji's retreat is wrapped.

He wants to fight, if it is Zhong Zhen and the past, I don’t know if it’s okay. Now, in this case of Zhong Zhen, once Zhong Zhen knows that he is going back to kill and win the treasure, it is a huge reputation loss for the young master of the knife.

Feel the endless bounds of the mysterious field, the large pieces of cold awnings cover the sky and fill the space, but no eyes open.

At this moment, he clearly felt the attack he had suffered.

This Xuan Xian is obviously the idea that this trick will kill him. The scope of the attack is broad, and all his escapes are sealed.

Mo Wuji instead breathed a sigh of relief. The wide-ranging attack of the other side seems to be a full-fledged shot. In fact, it is really despising him.

Without that strength, I have to do that kind of thing. He is unscrupulous, even if it is a golden fairy, it is not a mysterious fairy who wants to seal it.

The unscrupulous field did not burst out in the body, and the killing meaning contained in the field of Xuanxian was unobstructed in his mindfulness. He could even feel that there was a rule in the large shovel. Long knife. The knife is the real killer of the other party. Once he can't hide the large silver dragon shovel, the knife will not move. Once he has escaped, the knife is the snake that hides in the field of Xuanxian. mouth.

Seeing that the blade of the silver dragon shovel will soon be unscrupulously torn, the Xuan Xian monk has some doubts. It stands to reason that even if it is unscrupulous and worse, under his own overwhelming killer, it can also respond. Why is there no reaction at all?

Even if his field is completely tied to the opponent, the opponent can struggle, which seems to be wrong.

It’s really not right. When Xuan Xian thought of it here, Mo Wuji had already moved. Mo Wuji has accumulated a long-awaited whirlpool field to explode. At this moment, he not only did not retreat to avoid this silver dragon shovel, but instead stepped forward and punched out.

I felt that Mo Wuji finally moved. This Xuan Xian monk was not shocked and rejoiced. He thought that Mo Wuji had any tricks. He wanted to accumulate strength.

Not his surprise was cut off in an instant, and he actually felt that his own mysterious field could not contain his own field. The other party has not only moved, but it does not seem to have a slight impact. And the other's field is like a raging wave, this is a field of Jinxian monks?

"Boom!" The field hits together, and the violent pressure is coming. This Xuan Xian monk immediately understands. Before this small Jinxian monk did not make full effort, the comprehensive impact in this field is the real means of the opponent.

Even though he still did not put Mo Wuji in his eyes, his **** thoughts drove the knife hidden in the silver dragon shovel. The knife that was originally only one foot long, suddenly violently opened up, turned into a dozen-length knife mark and turned to Mo Wuji.

The fierce killing atmosphere is filled with openness, and there is a kind of momentum that tears everything.

The unscrupulous field is strong, even if it is stronger, under his knife mark, it must be turned into a cloud.

"Hey!" A hot breath rushed out of the unscrupulous field and turned into a channel of space. No, it was the flame passage of space.

After urging his own knife marks, this Xuan Xian monk was also shocked. Mo Wuji's fist actually took the boxing field, and the powerful boxing field and the skyfire field merged together, completely tying him. He does have a mysterious field, and his field of mysterious and unscrupulous fields are strangled together, allowing the opponent's boxing field to sweep unscrupulously.

Xuan Xian monk also understands that this is the opponent's killer. This is definitely not a simple Jinxian monk, but it is unlikely to be the beginning of Jinxian who just robbed.

"Knife marks! Give me a burst!" In this moment, Xuan Xian’s monk knew that he was arrogant. If he was not an opponent, he would not have to be injured and he would kill his opponent.

Now that Mo Wu is so horrible in the boxing field, even if he avoids it, it is inevitable that he will be injured.

"Hey!" This Xuan Xian monk tried his best to move away. The fist that was unscrupulous still smashed his close-fitting shield and slammed it directly at his waist.

A burst of broken bones broke through, and the Xuan Xian monk spit out a blood and stumbled to the ground. His internal organs seemed to be cooked in a fire, and almost all of them were turned into powder. He has never suffered such a serious injury from cultivation to the present.

"Oh!" Almost at the same time, Mo Wuji’s boxing banged the Xuanxian monk into a serious injury. At that time, the swords of the Xuanxian monk’s dozens of knives blew open, and the knife marks became hundreds of blades, powerful. The knife-stained atmosphere bound Mo Mo, and directly tore the whirlpool field of Mo Wuji, and nailed Mo Wuji to the ground. If it wasn't for the shadow of the silver dragon shovel, this would make Mo Wuji tear into pieces.

Mo Wuji opened his mouth and spit out a few blood slags, struggling to sit up. He knows that his strength is still a little weaker. If his strength is stronger, he will have another space to ban when he smashes in the crack zone. The Xuan Xian monk was stronger, and he was shackled by his space. He was smashed into the body by the cracked field and burst into the flesh.

He knew that if his space was imprisoned and the fissure boxing was performed at the same time, his mind would be insufficient. This will cause his splitting power to drop.

In fact, he did not judge the mistake. Just now he rushed out of the cracking field and did not smash the opponent's body. It can be seen that this guy's physical strength is stronger than him. Before he thought of him, he almost died in the robbery. At this time, he was eager to practice a refining practice.

"Cough!" This Xuanxian monk struggled to stand up, coughing a few times, and looking into Mo Wuzhi's eyes became even more cold.

"I wrote it for you, thank you Jinxian, I almost won me, very good, very good." This Xuanxian monk slowly walked towards Mo Wuji, it seems that every step has the breath of death. It means that Mo Wuji is a step closer to death.

Mo Wuji grabbed a few healing medicinal herbs to swallow, his injury is heavier than the other, at least he can't climb now.

Now his only advantage is his own vitality ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ As long as the machine is still repairing his own injuries, he will have a chance.

"You die for me, even though you almost killed me, after you die, I will raise your secrets." This Xuan Xian monk walked to a place that was only a foot away from Mo Wuji, slowly raised his hand. .

At this moment, Mo Wuji can't stand up, it is the fish on the cutting board.

Mo Wuji also raised his hand in the same difficulty, and also slowly drawn a mysterious track, hoarsely said, "I didn't kill you almost, I am sure to kill you."

The Xuanxian monk suddenly felt that it was wrong. It was a bright sun, but he felt a kind of chill. The space seems to have changed at this moment, and a breath of death spreads through the space, and this breath makes him feel suppressed and suffocated.

No, this little golden fairy ant has a killing trick. At this time, this Xuan Xian monk no longer cares about his injuries is extremely serious, gathered all his own Xianyuan to speed up the action.

Just waiting for him to scream at Mo Wu, he once again felt a desperate, a breath of death suppressed him, making him breathe hard. There is a panic in his eyes. What is this means? He has never seen it before.

At this moment, his spirit began to shatter, and his knowledge of the sea began to collapse.

"Hey!" Mo Wuji finally couldn't help it. Zhang mouth and a blood arrow spurted out, a feeling of dizziness came. At this moment, he even felt like he was swallowing a huge dead mouse, and he had a great sense of vomiting. .

"Plop!" The monk who stood opposite Mo Wuji finally lowered his arm and fell to the ground. Even his god, who had not had time to overflow, was smashed into pieces by the death of that space.

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