() Speed ...... Too slow.

This is how Xiao Shi felt when he saw Li Qiuran's long sword stabbing coming.

Li Qiuran's speed that was blown out of his skills was like a replay in slow motion in Xiao Shi's eyes at this time...... It's too slow.

Xiao Shi's soul is already strong, what he lacks is a strong **;Mo Lao Zu's body is strong enough, so the combination of two and two, each taking its own strengths, the effect is very amazing.

The sword stabbed at the speed of light!

But the little stone did not move.

Just as the tip of the sword almost pierced the corner of his eyebrow—

I only heard a soft sound of "Zheng-".

Xiao Shi's pair of fingers were as powerful as Lu Xiaofeng's spirit fingers, firmly gripping the tip of the sword.

A trace of astonishment flashed in Li Qiuran's eyes.

The sword he had always been proud of was caught like this? And this was with ten percent of his strength?

For the first time, a trace of panic flashed in Li Qiuran's usually indifferent dark eyes, but the killer's instinct made him quickly concentrate and try to snatch back a sword.

Li Qiuran was wrong.

If he turned around and ran away at this time, maybe Xiaoshi would have given him a chance to live, but he didn't leave immediately.

The corners of Xiao Shi's mouth hooked up with an extremely evil sneer, and he slowly spit out two words: "Look for death!"

Li Qiuran's strength is good, so Xiao Shi's move unreservedly used all the strength he could use.

At this moment, the long sword burst and turned into a white mang.

"Go!" the evil cold glow in Little Stone's eyes became more and more intense.

The white mangs were like snowflakes fluttering, all of which submerged into Li Qiuran's body.

At this moment, Li Qiuran was stunned.

He looked at his motionless body stupidly, he wanted to run, but the soles of his feet seemed to be fixed, he couldn't move for half a minute, he could only watch as those murderous weapons all entered his body without reservation.

In the end, Li Qiuran could only look at his body blankly...... Look at your body, and then slowly fall down...... At last...... Die with a grievance or everlasting regret.

Even to death, his eyes were still wide open, very large......

The corners of Xiao Shi's mouth hooked up a bloody sneer: "Remember my name, Mo Changliu." ”

After saying this, Li Qiuran died and couldn't be blinded.

At this point, the sight of the small stone swept around.

This time, not only Li Qiuran surrounded Su Luo, in fact, there were countless masters lurking in the dark corners, but because Li Qiuran made a move, they were all lurking motionless.

At this moment, receiving the gaze of Xiao Shi, these people were all silent, and they didn't dare to come out.

One by one, they lowered their eyes, for fear of looking at this powerful old man.

Su Luo listened to the sound of gasping with satisfaction.

Xiao Shi did a good job, he deliberately didn't kill these people, let them spread the news, and when the time came, everyone knew that Su Luo was covered by Mo Ancestor, and no one dared to find him without a long eye.

Mo Lao Zu got into the carriage, and the dragon-scale horse erupted into a shocking neigh, swept around defiantly, and then spread its hooves and galloped away.

Watching the dragon scale horse gallop away, those hidden in the darkness slowly breathed a sigh of relief this time. The coercion just now really scared them to death, and they thought that the old man had raised his sleeves and all of them were wiped out.

Wait, just now he said, his name is Mo Changliu? Mo Changliu, a familiar name.