What is the end of revenge?

Those who chase blood will end up covered in blood. Those who chase hatred will eventually shape the hatred of others.

"Ahhh

There was a voice hissing in the flames burning in the mountains, like the occasional beep of sparks in the flames, and Mo Xie knew that this was the last sound of a police officer who had just been killed by a single blow when he was burned by the flames.

In the sea of fire, a figure rolled down the hillside, but he only rolled down more than ten meters before he was assimilated by the flames and became part of the sea of fire.

All fetal flesh will be incinerated by the flames, and the sword and the person that burst out of the sky are the existence that the flames cannot solve.

"Huolin—!"

Mo Xie never thought that he could easily avenge Aunt Wang and the orphanage, and it would be an anomaly if there was no obstruction in the path of revenge.

Except for the weak chickens that can be easily killed, they are substitutes for the dead ghosts.

There are obstacles and obstacles, which means that Mo Ye has not come to the wrong place.

The Fire Lin has not yet been repaired, but it is still the most convenient blade for Mo Xie to use at the moment, and it ......

There are many ways to force the opponent, and setting fire to the mountain is not on the list of optimal ways, and Mo Xie is actually more to create favorable environmental conditions for himself.

"Eclipse of the Sun!"

The flames rose, the sea of fire surged, and in the blink of an eye, a monstrous beast composed of flames emerged from the sea of fire, and it raised its head and let out a silent roar towards the cultivators who were constantly approaching from a distance.

"Fire Kirin?"

Ma Ye's heart was almost about to forcibly stop the sword light under his feet, and the strange beasts that emerged from the sea of fire were lifelike, and they had a power from the desolation, accompanied by that silent roar that shook his heart and skipped a beat.

But Ma Ye is Ma Ye after all, and the monks who build the foundation are no more than ordinary people, and their way of seeing the world is not only with their eyes, but also with spiritual sense-or spiritual sense, which is particularly sensitive to spiritual energy, because it itself is impregnated by spiritual energy.

Under the spiritual sense, Ma Ye did not feel the aura emanating from the 'Fire Qilin' in front of him.

"Trick up!"

Ma Ye is well-informed in the end, and under the dual feedback of vision and spiritual sense, he decisively came to the conclusion - this is just a trick.

Playing tricks in front of monks? Especially in front of monks like Ma Ye, who are outside all the year round and are comfortable among high-ranking officials and nobles?

"Qilin, the mount of labor and management is a green dragon!"

Ma Ye snorted coldly, the trick of the blindfold, the method that has been played rotten by the monks who have been mixed with the rivers and lakes!

Today, he wants to let the maniacs under the mountain understand what it means to be a master!

"Sa!"

The sword light froze, Ma Ye led his hands, and a green dragon phantom condensed under him between the tumbling and tumbling on his body.

The green dragon was 100 meters long, as if it had extended all the way down from the top of the mountain, and the hideous dragon's mouth let out a roar that resounded through the world towards the unicorn in the sea of fire.

"Roar!"

The coercion or wind pressure actually suppressed the nearby fires by a few points.

Across the air, the huge dragon head and the hideous beast head are far away, as if the great war of the flood era is repeated here.

The green dragon flew very fast, and the fire unicorn also rose from the ground, and the tip of the needle slammed into the dragon's head like a wheat.

The collision between the two occurred in the next second.

"Huh?"

The reason why they are called eye-blocking methods is because most of these techniques have no form and no reality, and to put it bluntly, these techniques are more similar to holographic projections that have not yet been fully developed in modern technology.

The collision of images and images will only allow the two to penetrate each other, but Ma Ye realized that something was wrong at the first moment of the collision.

Instinctively, he pressed hard under his feet, and Edgeworth avoided it to the side, but Rao was still affected in the moment when he passed by the Qilin Phantom.

"Whew!"

The sharp sword qi was hidden in the flames, and it engulfed one of Ma Ye's arms mercilessly.

"Ahh

The blood of the broken arm was evaporated as soon as it spurted, Ma Ye exhaled in pain, his reaction was not unpleasant, and the remaining hand pressed the point of the wound continuously, and the blood flow was blocked in an instant.

"You dare to plot against me?!"

Ma Ye felt that he had been conspired upon, and he had damaged an arm, although the current medical level was enough to do amputated limb transplantation, and as a cultivator, it was not difficult to regenerate a severed limb, but ......

Ma Ye doesn't remember how long he hasn't been injured, since he has achieved cultivation, he has walked the world, and the people he met didn't say that he handed him a sword or a sword, but he didn't even dare to hand him an irreverent look. Even if he met any opponents, most of them died down after he threw out one or two surgical methods.

However, today he was cut off an arm under the eyes of someone, and Ma Ye had not yet felt the spiritual power belonging to the cultivator from the other party's hand.

The other party is just a mortal, and he is only a warrior among mortals, one of the things that have been eliminated by the times.

"Die for me!"

Dispelling all the thoughts of playing, Ma Ye rushed down into the air with a sword, and in front of the sea of fire, he fought with Mo Ye, who was also holding a sword.

With his furious pace, his throbbing sword moves, and his reddened eyes, Ma Ye, who had lost an arm, seemed to have lost his mind at the same time, and he actually played melee combat with his opponent as a monk.

"Zheng!"

The broken remnant sword collided with the cultivator's magic sword, and the slight clangle sounded like a cry from the bottom of his throat when the man on the construction site was overwhelmed.

"Quick fix. ”

Knowing the state of the weapon in his hand, Mo Xie staggered the opponent's sword blade, and within a few moves, he had already approached within three feet of Ma Ye's side.

"Give it to me!"

Mo Xie formed a fist with his left hand and slammed it into Ma Ye's chest, and before the punch arrived, the wind pressure had already blown the Dao robe covering the opponent's chest flat.

"Medium!"

Qingfeng is three feet, and he can't save him, and the monk who is missing an arm and still plays melee combat with others is no different from a brain-dead, but at the moment when the fist wind was on his chest, a trace of cunning flashed in Ma Ye's eyes.

"Whew!"

The imaginary dull sound of fists colliding with flesh and even penetrating them did not sound, but there was a cracking sound, and under Mo Ye's gaze, the body pierced by his fist gradually blurred and loosened, and finally only a Dao robe hung on his left fist.

"Die!"

The Dao robe hung to the ground, and a strong wind hit Mo Ye's vest before he could turn back, and the sharp edge still made him feel a chill down his spine even if it was still through the air.

"Ding!"

Leaning over and stepping forward, Mo Ye rushed forward violently, and at the same time folded his upper body, trying to intercept the opponent's sneak attack with the Huolin Sword.

A monk playing melee combat is not necessarily brain-dead, and a person who thinks that a monk will play melee combat with you head-to-head, head-on, openly, and with fists to the flesh is brain-dead.

Swords and swords intersect again, and sparks burst out of the intersection.

The sneak attack was blocked, but Mo Ye's retreat did not stop, because he found that Ma Ye's attack speed suddenly increased by several levels, as if it had turned into a storm.

"Holy Spirit Sword Technique!"

In the face of the fast sword, Mo Ye chose to fight fast with fast, and immediately used the Holy Spirit Sword Technique to fight with it, and after a few moves, with the mystery of the sword technique and his own insight, Mo Ye caught a flaw in Ma Ye, he took advantage of a loophole, flew obliquely, and the sword in his hand cut through the opponent's left rib.

"Shhh

The storm died down, and the sound of sparks popping in the sea of fire not far away once again gained the upper hand.

However......

"Die!"

The figure that had been hit by the sword collapsed again, turning into a cloth shirt with sword marks, and a strong wind stabbed into Mo Ye's vest again.