"Oh!"

Wu Bingyue suddenly took the fish intestine sword handed back by Mo Lingquan. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Xiaoyou is really a good skill!"

The six old men came together and looked at Mo Lingquan with a smile on their faces.

"Thanks to the praise, it's okay, compared to Your Excellency's face-to-face kung fu, the younger generation sighs to himself. ”

Mo Lingquan looked at the six people who had already faintly surrounded him with a smile on his face. Extremely vigilant in his heart, the light skills of these six people were beyond his expectations, and they appeared in his perception, but in just a few breaths, they were already close at hand.

"Junior, don't take advantage of your tongue, do you want to be caught, or we will do it. ”

The first old man in a green shirt looked at Mo Lingquan with disdain.

"Tied up..."

Mo Lingquan suddenly smiled, and a sky-high sword intent erupted from his body.

"You go first, and I'll cut off. ”

Nine short blades hung in front of Mo Lingquan's body, lined up, rotating rapidly, and emitting a buzzing sound.

"I want to go... Can you go?"

The old man in the green shirt looked at Mo Lingquan with disdain and sneered.

At the same time, Mo Lingquan's perception was full of foreign warriors from all directions, and he slowly surrounded him.

"Let's go..."

The three-foot Qingfeng sword in his hand was uncertain, and the six old men were covered by Mo Lingquan into his domain.

The Great War is on the verge of breaking out.

"No... If you want to go together, my son of the Wu clan, there is no one who is greedy for life and afraid of death. ”

Wu Bingyue held the fish intestine sword in his hand across his chest, with a firm expression.

"Ridiculous... Do you think I'll be moved if you stay? Or can I help me? If it weren't for the fact that I wanted to use you to get the information I wanted, I would have traveled with you?

Mo Lingquan looked at Wu Bingyue with disdain and sneered. In the end, he was even more proud.

"Brother Mo... You..."

Wu Bingyue looked at Mo Lingquan in disbelief.

"Why don't you get out of here, I've been unlucky since I met you. ”

A fierce killing intent rose from Mo Lingquan's body, forcing Wu Bingyue to take a few steps back.

"Junior, could it be that we don't exist?"

Next to the old man in green shirt, an old man in gray robe looked at them with an angry face.

"Plop plop plop..."

A carrier pigeon landed on the shoulder of the old man in a green shirt.

"Shut up!"

The old man in the green shirt shook the note in his hand into flying ashes.

"I can let them go, you stay. Fight with us. If you win, the sky is high and the sea is wide for the birds to fly. Defeated, next year today will be your sacrifice day. ”

The old man in the green shirt waved his hand, and the exotic warriors who surrounded him immediately made way of a passage.

"Without the three of them holding me down, can you keep me?"

Mo Lingquan put the long sword in his hand back into the sheath, hugged it around his chest, and looked at the old man in green shirt with a playful expression. Just now, he had already sensed the other party's emotional changes.

"Whether you can keep it or not, you won't know until you try. Isn't it?"

Although the old man in the green shirt was anxious, he didn't show it at all.

That's exactly what I mean. ”

The short blade that was floating in front of Mo Lingquan's body and spinning at an extremely fast speed slowly rotated around him.

"What, if you don't want to go, the old man doesn't mind leaving you behind, and if you go down to the Yellow Spring, you can also be an outlaw mandarin duck. ”

The old man in the green shirt suddenly smiled, laughing unscrupulously, and did not hide the murderous intent on his body.

In my heart, there is a Qingdai, and she is my bottom line. And you, you have to die..."

It was as if a substantial killing intent erupted from Mo Lingquan's body, and he looked at the old man in green shirt with an indifferent face, as if he was looking at a dead person.

"Die... Good! good... Kill me..."

The old man in the green shirt was angry, and everyone was angry. Jianghu Erlang was a person who didn't agree with each other and drew his sword to each other, if he hadn't taken into account the sudden changes in the Wu clan, how could he choose to let go of Wu Bingyue and the others.

"Zheng..."

The three-foot Qingfeng in Mo Lingquan's hand suddenly came out of the sheath and burst out with brilliant sword light.

Sword 25 style a sword to the east suddenly used, this move can gather the spirit and spirit in a sword, a sword from the east, like a flying immortal outside the sky.

It can also turn a thousand into a sword, and the sword qi in the sky is like the rising sun in the east, sprinkling the glow of the sun.

The old man in the green shirt looked shocked, and a moment ago he seemed to be under the vast moonlight, and the power of the yin to the cold came to him, and even his thoughts seemed to be frozen.

The next moment, he seemed to be under the scorching sun, and the power of the sun was so strong that even his blood seemed to burn.

A sword from the east has already interpreted Mo Lingquan's martial arts comprehension to the extreme, and the sword style has been completely integrated with the realm he has comprehended.

Momentum and Taoism.

The six of them asked themselves if they couldn't do this.

The first collision of the power of the realm, the six people were careless, and with six enemies and one, they were actually at a disadvantage.

Even if he was careless, Mo Lingquan suppressed six people with the power of one person, which was enough to prove the strength of the realm that was not comprehended with the help of the secret realm.

The sword is like a rainbow!

When the six of them were on full alert to deal with Mo Lingquan's next attack, the brilliant sword light in front of them had already dissipated. The sight in their eyes made them shudder when they were used to seeing life and death.

"You..."

The old man in the green shirt looked at Mo Lingquan with an angry expression.

"A group of clowns jumping off the beam, looking at the eyesore, will clean it up for you. ”

Mo Lingquan looked at the old man in green shirt with an indifferent face. The life and death of dozens of people is like crushing an ant to death, which is not worth mentioning.

"It's an eyesore... A bunch of waste, kill and kill. ”

The old man in the green shirt looked at Mo Lingquan with a calm face, as if he didn't kill the person he brought.

"Join us and let us know what happened today. ”

The old man in the green shirt had Xiao Jiujiu in his heart, and his current status was already his limit. If Mo Lingquan can be recruited, it will be a big credit.

"Join you? I haven't lived long enough. ”

Mo Lingquan looked sarcastic, and after a few breaths of adjustment, the empty Gang Qi in his body had been replenished.

"Die..."

The old man in the green shirt changed his complexion, and the half-moon scimitar in his hand slashed through a mysterious arc and slashed towards Mo Lingquan.

The realms of several people echoed each other from afar, suppressing Mo Lingquan's Tai Chi Yin and Yang realm. It made him feel a lot of pressure, and the Tai Chi momentum of yin and yang turned slower and slower.

The collision of the fields is extremely dangerous. Good to know. For the powerhouses of the Void Realm, the domain is the foundation, if the domain is broken, there will be a flaw in the heart of the martial arts, and the path of the martial arts will come to an end.

On his forehead, beads of sweat the size of beans slid down.

Around him, six old men stood in the air, their clothes hunting.

The six of them seemed to be understated, and the unconcealable shock in their eyes revealed their mood at this time.

At Mo Lingquan's feet, nine short blades lay quietly among the dead branches and rotten leaves.

"Borrow the force to unload the force for three points, and four or two to get a thousand pounds. Carrying a treasure mountain without knowing it, it is extremely stupid. ”

Yun Zhongzi's remnant thoughts, which had been sleeping in the dantian in Mo Ling Spring, woke up at the most critical moment.