Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor

Looking at the scene in front, they couldn't help but blink their eyes and look like the wrong color.

The air blade was attacked from Xuanyuan Moser, and the life passed through the cheek of the Sayādaw. The blade passed, and a deep mouth was drawn on his face. The blood splashed out and let The whole face looks a bit embarrassing.

The saint did not believe it. He stopped for a moment. He raised his hand and stroked the scratched cheek. The pain on his cheeks and the blood stains on his hands made him rush. The stock wants to kill people.

"A good Xuanyuan Moze! I want to see how you die!"

His voice was gloomy, and the murderous spurt out of his body, manifested in his voice, his eyes, and his actions.

A sharp and sharp blade appeared in his hand. He held it back, biting his teeth and changing his pace and figure. The knife in his hand scratched a few knives in an instant, attacking the raging The war, so his speed has also improved.

The other side showed the sword, Xuanyuan Moze was still bare-handed, and the battle that had prevailed in the upper hand gradually fell into disarray with the other party's mad attack. Several times, the dangerous was stabbed in the opponent's hand.

Feng Jiu looked at it, his eyes were slightly moving, and the color of the evil spirit on his face did not know when it was scattered. At this time, only the cold and fierce color appeared.

The people around the four sects around have already seen it, and no sound has come out. They only saw that the black robe man named Xuanyuan Moze scratched the face of the Sayādaw, and the deep wounds were estimated to leave scars.

What shocked them even more was that the Lord actually took out the weapon. He tried to hurt the Xuanyuan Moze with the sword in his hand? In this way, it is really not glory even if you win.

"Xianjun, is it necessary for them to stop? This is only fearful..." A saint said, looking at this scene, he could not help but frown.

"No hurry, their strength is stimulating, let them fight!" A fairy said, posing and waving without saying much.

The Fengjiu people looked at them and saw them look at each other with great interest. The right to make this life and death battle a scene, she hooked her lips and silently sneered.

In front, the sound of the robes of the robes was smashed out. Feng Jiu looked and saw that Xuanyuan Moze’s robes were drawn a hole. Perhaps it did not hurt the skin and did not bleed.

At this time, she looked at Xuanyuan Moser when she was in front of the body, kicking the blade in the other hand, and the blade was thrown into the sky and fell on the stage.

The sorcerer who was kicked by the blade was stunned. The whole man rushed forward and tried to fight in close combat, but he was stunned by Xuanyuan Moze’s ribs. Even the Fengjiu standing on the side could listen to it. The sound of the broken bones was heard very clearly.

"what!"

The screams came out, and the whole person was kicked off the high platform by Xuanyuan Moze, and fell to the monk disciples who stood behind and looked silly.

"Hey! Lord!"

The following monk disciples exclaimed, but no one dared to go forward to help, but did not free the Lord's retreat a road, watching the saints fall from the high platform, wandering on the ground directly coma In the past...