At the moment, the pain in the arm is no longer paralyzed, and the other party's intentions are very clear at this moment, although this injury is not fatal, but in a short period of time, this arm is difficult to move, plus the blood does not stop, for a long time, without a fight, self-defeat.

It was obviously the wisest choice to exert all his strength as soon as possible to end this reckless disaster, but Mo Tear seemed to have become dull, and silently clubbed in place, quietly looking at the veiled woman there.

He suddenly remembered what his father and master had said, the skill of thunder is that the heart and mind are the same, pay attention to the pace of the heart, and the pace is casual.

"This girl, if I remember correctly, I don't know you, and I have neither deep hatred nor great hatred. But you have made a fatal move to me, leaving no room for it. It can be seen that the heart of a girl is not a gentle and generous person. Tonight, I will probably die at the hands of a girl, and I want to know her name, so that I can know it. Mo tearfully said weakly, but the words in front were his heartfelt words, and asking his name in the back was his real purpose.

The woman who suffered such a bad comment instantly became angry. She thinks that what she has done has never been worthy of her heart, although she has to be a good person, but it is definitely not that this murderer can provoke slander.

Thinking that at the beginning, she saw with her own eyes that this terrifying young man burned thousands of soldiers with the power of one person, which was really ruthless, but at this moment, he was so brazen and spitting fragrant, Mo Huan had such four words in his heart, this person should be killed.

Mo Huan smiled, frowned, and said, "You look like a human on the outside, but you look like a demon on the inside, burning hundreds of thousands of people without changing your color, such a great evil and hypocritical person, but you are embarrassed to talk shameless nonsense, which is really killable." ”

They played to ignore a person, the silver face was dumbfounded, and when Mo Tear asked about the name and knowledge, his always dull dead fish eyes instantly radiated horror, holding the Tianji spear in his hand and wanted to get out of his hand at any time, breaking through the air, but listening to Mo Huan's disgusted tone, he decided that it was best to drag it out, and once he couldn't, he would make another move.

Mo Tear couldn't help but laugh in his heart. Instantly negated all previous thoughts. How could such a ruthless and talkative person be his own sister.

In his memory, although his sister's face sank into frost all day long, she was kind-hearted, and although she often fought with those children for him, she always nagged beside him after that, brother, do you think I just shot will be heavier? Every time he heard this, he always smiled and persuaded him, "No, my sister?" A beauty who can send out a hole in a stuffy fart just shot just right, I am they can't even stand that, it can only prove that I can't touch it? No wonder you. And every time Mo Huan heard such persuasion, he felt even more embarrassed in his heart, envious of other people's brothers, who were empathetic, gentle and considerate, and the naughty and earth-shaking brother of his own family, sometimes he wanted to slap him and slap him to death.

Mo Huan, who had just woken up from her memories, deeply denied the femme fatale woman in her heart, thinking that she must have seen it wrong before, the moon was dark and the wind was high at night, and she was dazzled. In this case, it is useless to say more, and it is necessary to solve the problem quickly. It's all damned people, so why bother to keep it.

Ink Tears moved first, and his figure flickered in the night sky like a ghost, only to see the messy snow, and one or two footprints appeared from time to time.

Mo Huan was instantly puzzled, this murderous man was agile and unpredictable, isn't this the thunderbolt? Seeing him fall silently in the snow, the pace of landing on the shallow marks must be more skillful than his own death. How did he know this kind of exercise, Mo Huan didn't want to investigate it, because he had already been firm in his heart that his young and naughty brother, who was weak and weak, had already teased the ghosts and gods in the Eastern Bliss?

Chen Du and Mo Huan's bodies moved at the same time, with an extremely tacit understanding, and in an instant, they caught Mo Tear's body like a rabbit, and immediately the sword light sounded again, this time, the force was not left, the first type of god of the eighteen divine empty sword: Huachen.

Ten thousand sword lights roared out, and the supreme sword intent gathered awe-inspiringly, as if there was a state of breaking through the void, and the momentum of seeking the soul took his life.

Mo was horrified, and suddenly remembered what the unreliable master said to him, the so-called kendo, practicing to the ultimate realm, is nothing more than doing what you want, the sword moves with your heart, and it is called sword intent. Seeing the sword intent of this femme fatale woman, although she couldn't do what the master said: a sword dance moves in all directions. The spectators are depressed like mountains, and the heavens and the earth are low for a long time. Huo Ruyi shot nine sunsets, like a group of emperors and dragons. Come like thunder to restrain anger, and let it be like the river and sea condensing the light. But it can also be said to be a sword move, ten thousand swords are now, and the murderous aura is overwhelming, I don't know that it is tens of millions of times stronger than the bullshit swordsmanship handed over to him by his own bullshit master, not to mention the mysterious bullshit asking the heavenly sword trick that the master said in the air, he only knows the fur, how can this be stopped?

After his admiration and boasting, he finally determined one thing, the extremely unreliable old man in Bai Yuan's sword must have been a bad old man who was abducted and deceived, if not, how could he be killed by the sword he held. It's a shame that he is cheeky all day long, shouting and scolding, this fool is really angry with me, thinking that I have supreme swordsmanship, and I will eventually be buried in the world. His bullshit swordsmanship, and he dared to call the word supreme, if it weren't for what he saw with his own eyes this time, he would really be deceived by him.

The sword intent has arrived, and the ink tears that scolded the liar master in his heart instantly chilled, and he called a sword to come, and was forced to attack, Bai Yuan waved it indiscriminately in his hand, using the trick he only knew, and he was actually blocked alive, but the price to pay was to add a few scars on his body.

He knew very well that his swordsmanship had a few catties and taels, not to mention that Bai Yuan couldn't get out of the sheath, if it weren't for the possession of the Extreme Desolate Heavenly Fire, he would definitely not be so safe.

One sword has passed, two swords have risen again, there is no shadow, castration is unintentional, just such an unintentional and unintentional sword, almost to be able to ink tears of old life, ink tears think quickly, and finally make the most pertinent judgment, this woman can not be provoked, see the opportunity, scatter her legs and escape, thirty-six plans as above, do not escape non-gentleman. comforted himself like this, and his "brazen" heart felt a lot better.

The ink tears thundered again, and the figure flashed faster, but how could it be that Han chased and killed tightly, he dodged again and again, and did not find the slightest chance to escape.

Looking at the femme fatale who had just been pulled away by him, it flashed to his body again in an instant, he was shocked, if he suspected that his eyes were wrong for the first time, then he saw the other party's body one after another, just like Lei Xuan. This shouldn't be dazzling, and it can't be a coincidence, right?

"Girl, who are you?" Mo Tear opened his mouth and asked again, it can be seen that the sword move has arrived, roaring awe-inspiringly, and the move is deadly. To make matters worse, he had already withdrawn from the foot of the mountain, and there was no way back.

"I'm here to ask for your life. A cold voice erupted from Mo Huan's mouth.

Mo tearful eyes crossed, such a wicked woman is indeed underbeaten. Ink tears burst out silently in the sky.

Mo Huan was cold, and looked at his feet in horror, under the ice and snow, there was a flowing red light in an instant, as if it had the potential to soar to the sky.

Quickly kicked her legs back, her body retreated rapidly, and a stream of fire rushed directly in front of Mo Huan's body, she was directly shocked by Yu Wei, and fell directly upside down to the ground, mixed with ice and snow and rolled backwards for several feet, and the sword pierced into the soil before she stopped.

"Who the hell are you?"

Mo Tear just left his hand, if it weren't for that, the Extreme Desolate Sky Fire would have made her aware that she had already rushed up and burned her flesh and blood, before the identity of the other party was unknown, even if there was a trace of his sister, he didn't want to hurt the other party, but the other party was really aggressive, and the move was fatal, if he didn't fight back, I am afraid that he would have been bloodstained with ice and snow at this moment.

But he cared too much about this answer? Completely ignoring the existence of Chen Du, when he was distracted and asked, the dead fish's eyes instantly turned into eagle eyes, and he clenched into tears, frowned, and waved his hands, and the silver spear turned into thunder, whistling out, like the wailing of ten thousand birds, and the sound was piercing and earth-shattering.

Concentrate on the woman's body, the ink tears instantly heard the sound, and moved in a hurry, extremely bent down to dodge, the thunder cut through his chest and clothes, and brought up a few drops of blood.

Mo Tear was hit again, and a piece of flesh was cut off from his chest, but fortunately, it was not fatal for the time being, looking at his chest in horror, you could jump your eyes to catch the thunder that flashed just now.

As soon as Chen Du stretched out his hand, the Tianji spear flew back to his hand in an instant, only to see that on the spearhead glowing with cold light, in addition to a few drops of blood, there was also a blood-colored lotus flower.

Mo Tear was completely enraged and yelled, "Give it back to me." ”

Chen Du took off the lotus pod, looked at it stupidly, Mo Huan immediately flashed to his side, and quietly took the lotus pod, her mind was much more thorough than the demented Chen Du, and she immediately knew how important this thing was to the monster man.

"This thing is important to you, isn't it? A bloodthirsty, emotionless man like you is not a good thing compared to it, so I will destroy him, lest you take it to the world. ”

Mo Huan, who was determined that the other party was a heinous and sinister villain, threw away the blood-colored lotus peng, and the sword in his hand was lightly raised, and countless sword lights flickered, chopping the lotus peng into pieces.

Almost at the same time, the frightened ink tears rushed directly up, and the only blood golden lotus that he had obtained after a lot of hard work was destroyed like this, you can imagine how sad he was in his heart, and it was not only an object that was destroyed, but also a life, the life of a person whom ink tears loved deeply.

Chen Du's Heavenly Pole Spear came out of his hand again, and rushed straight into Mo Tear's body like thunder, and the extremely desolate heavenly fire on Mo Tear's body exploded, roaring upward, rushing desperately like crazy, scaring Mo Huan and Chen Dao alive.

The lightning-like spear was opened by the sea of fire around him, and Chen Du and Mo Huan saw this, and immediately retreated.

Sadness, fright, and despair almost instantly crawled on the cheeks full of ink tears, instantly planted on the ground, reached out to pick up the broken lotus canopy, a cold wind blew, the blood-colored lotus petals drifted away with the wind, and the ink tears reached out in horror to grab it, but it was still like a glass of water, in vain.

Mo Huanhu was suspicious, in the distance, silently looking at the grief-stricken man, she didn't understand the impression of the murderous maniac, why was he so irrational?

Ink tears grieved into injuries, a mouthful of red blood spilled into his mouth, infected with snow white, the original injury was more serious, difficult to suppress, for a while, the face turned pale.

Mo Tear roared loudly, looking up to the sky and crying bitterly. After a while, he suddenly became silent, his eyes as red as blood, containing endless killing intent, and his face was as calm as the deep sea, as if he could lead people into the abyss.

"You all have to die today. ”

Ink tears were angry in his heart, gritting his teeth and roaring, and in an instant, his whole body flashed fiery red, turned into a flash of fire, and rushed up, where the ice and snow melted, and he could still see drops of blood falling behind him.

Mo Huan and Chen Du both felt a deep chill, and at the same time, they both understood that the young man who had already decided to kill was not lightly injured, and he had lost his mind, as long as he dragged it out, this person would be defeated and die.