Mo Xiaohe opened his eyes and got up suddenly.

He only felt that his whole body was as hot as fire, but he did not feel the slightest pain, but he seemed to be full of endless power.

Mo Xiaohe glanced at Boss Fu lightly, raised the sword in his hand, and stabbed out with a sword.

The sword body broke through the body of Boss Fu's servant and easily stabbed into Boss Fu's skull.

Neither angry nor happy to see the feud boss die, Mo Xiaohe turned around and jumped into the prison compound, as if a huge spring was installed under his feet, and it jumped dozens of meters.

Mo Xiaohe stretched out his hand, clenched it like an empty fist, and gently pinched one person's wrist.

The man was tall, still a head taller than Mo Xiaohe, who was not short, his face was full of pockmarks, and the wrist pinched by Mo Xiaohe was thick and rough, and his head was covered with cocoons from wounds.

This is Qian Lai's "Dingding" slave, his casserole-sized fist is only one shot away from General Cheng.

And this casserole-sized fist was only gently pinched by Mo Xiaohe's thin and slender fingers, and he couldn't move for half a minute.

Mo Xiaohe turned his face slightly, revealing neat and beautiful sharp oval eyes. Then he raised his sword and stabbed it out with an understatement.

The soul is colorless, tasteless and formless, and when it becomes tangible, it becomes the soul, and at this time it is truly beyond the mortal, that is, it is "extraordinary".

Mo Xiaohe stabbed out a sword, with extraordinary power, with the power of a phoenix, with the purity of the true fire of the void, as if inserted into the water, it was easily inserted into the head of Qian Lai's servant. The latter's eyes gradually revealed a sense of relief, and his body fell straight to the ground.

Mo Xiaohe jumped up immediately after that, and a sword slashed out in the air.

A moon-shaped rainbow with a colorful glow swept through the air, and the slave of Boss Fu, who was still fighting with the Imperial Forest Army, broke his body in half, but no blood spilled out, just fell to the ground with a bang.

With another sword, the twelve slaves who guarded Qian Lai and Qian Yan fell.

The power of the Nirvana Phoenix, the true fire of the void, cut off a group of people with one sword, killing people without blood.

Suddenly, the waves were calm and the wind was calm, only the corpses were arranged, blood was everywhere, and the wind was sad.

Mr. Bao, who was hiding in the distance, finally dared to come on horseback, Zhang Hu struggled to get up and picked up the knife and was about to get on, General Cheng re-ordered, and the two brothers Qian Lai and Qian Yan were surrounded by groups at this moment. The garrison of Ximen County, which once covered the sky in Ximen County, and the powerful Qian Yan officials, are like lambs to be slaughtered at this time.

"You deserve to die. ”

Without further ado, Mo Xiaohe stabbed out a sword at Qian Yan, who was curled up.

Qian Lai, who was expressionless, got up suddenly, flew quickly, and hugged his dejected younger brother.

Coincidentally, one sword kills two people.

Almost in one go, Mo Xiaohe bent his legs slightly, jumped up, went straight into the sky, and slashed towards the night sky.

The tip of the sword emitted a strong yin wind, with a rolling heat wave in the yin wind, and a raging fire ignited in the heat wave, reflecting the flowing clouds in the night sky, and the bright red flowing clouds with flames rolled rapidly, forming a vortex centered on the tip of the sword.

Extremely beautiful and domineering.

"The first article of the law of the Great Xia Zhenren himself. ”

"A practitioner must not interfere in the mortal world, for any reason, and those who violate it will die. ”

A hoarse voice was heard in the night sky.

This is the voice of the master of the Divine Pavilion.

Distinguishing cultivators from mortals is a sight unique to Great Xia.

Great Xia established the "Divine Pavilion", and forcibly incorporated all martial artists who reached the level above the level of entry into the Divine Pavilion, and no matter what the reason, they were not allowed to interfere in the mortal world for life.

If they refuse to join, they will be permanently expelled from Bactria and will not be allowed to enter the country, and if they interfere with the lives of mortals, they will be beheaded without asking the reason and showing no mercy.

Every county, county, and even town in Great Xia will arrange a Divine Pavilion master to secretly monitor it closely, and if it is found that a cultivator above the "Entering the Concentration" is interfering with the lives of mortals, he will definitely take action.

When a practitioner enters the meditation, he is "transcendental", and after the transcendental, the soul turns the void into reality and becomes the soul. At this time, you can fly into the sea and escape into the sea, and you can communicate with the void, and use the seven energies of the void, such as gold, wood, water, fire, earth, light, and soul, to overturn the river and the sea at every turn, and destroy the sky and the earth.

The transcendent communicates with the void, the soul power spreads, the void fluctuates, and the master of the Divine Pavilion must be aware of it.

Therefore, for the first time in a hundred years, the masters of the Great Xia Divine Pavilion have been dispatched.

The voice fell for a moment, followed by a palm that fell along the vortex formed by the tip of Mo Xiaohe's sword.

Looking at it carefully, this is just the palm of an ordinary person that has been magnified countless times, and the palm lines are clearly visible, as well as the extremely deep hills and ravines of old wrinkles on the palm.

The middle finger nail of this palm is extremely long, thick and dark yellow, and there is an uneaten piece of uneaten shredded meat between the nails, which seems to have been chewed carefully enough, and the fine hairs at the tail of the shredded meat are messy.

This palm went down the vortex, against the tip of Mo Xiaohe's sword, and continued to press down, but Mo Xiaohe's sword was not half injured.

Mo Xiaohe snorted, his whole body was on fire, and the upper body that was well-proportioned and full of muscles had a faint golden color on the surface.

Phew.

There was a terrible cry from the sky.

The bright red phoenix on Mo Xiaohe's back jumped up and went straight to the clouds. The phoenix spread its red wings, its head held high, its beak split, and its palm fell towards the sky, spewing out a flame of nirvana.

Immediately after the hundred birds and the phoenix, the sky and the bottom of Ximen County, forests, rivers, mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, countless different birds gushed out, but all those who could not fly flew to the sky and flew to the palms of their hands. Those who can't fly chirp and cheer in the air where they can reach.

Under the black pressure, the volcano erupted, and the phoenix nirvana fire illuminated the blank sky in Ximen County.

An old palm fell from the sky again, both palms together.

Bursts of thunder and lightning came from the palms of his hands, and a powerful storm struck.

Mo Xiaohe, whose face was flushed, shouted wildly, his voice was hoarse, his body wrapped in flames trembled, his handsome face was twisted and stiff, blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, his body retreated again and again, and the earth where he was slowly sinking, and the tall buildings and huts shook and collapsed.

Earth-shattering and tragic.

....

Far away in Shili Street in Ximen County, Mo Xiaoyan sat quietly in the dim boudoir, his eyes beyond the candlelight, looking in the direction of Ximen County in a daze.

It's as if her eyes drifted across the ocean, turned over and crossed the mountains, and saw her embarrassed brother Mo Xiaohe.

She shook her head.

After shaking her head for the second time, she slowly got up, like a shy girl, pinched her hands in front of her stomach, and then took a small step forward.

This small step is a thousand miles.

In the sky above the Ximen County Prison, the storm and thunder and lightning slowly subsided, the frenzy of thousands of birds gradually faded, the fireworks on Mo Xiaohe's body were extinguished, and the phoenix that showed its might perched on Mo Xiaohe's back.

The pale golden color on Mo Xiaohe's body had withered, the phoenix on his back was dim, his face was weak and pale, and there was a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, he is no longer an extraordinary powerhouse, Mo Xiaohe, his divine power has been taken away, he is just an ordinary person, just a younger brother.

However, his face no longer looked hardworking, and relaxed, as if the 10,000-ton boulder pressing on his body had been lifted.

Because his sister Mo Xiaoyan was standing in front of him.

Mo Xiaoyan held Mo Xiaohe with one hand, and gently pinched the palm falling from the sky with the other.

Her voice was still faint, "If you want to fight, come up." ”

Then her fair, clean slender jade hand pulled down sharply, and only an old man's figure was dragged out of the air.

With a bang, a deep pit was smashed out of the Ximen County Prison compound.

"Let's go, sister will take you to kill. Mo Xiaoyan said softly.