Chapter Eighty-Five: The Flying Immortal Sword Style Sword Comes East
"Are you better?"
Quietly retracting the short blade in front of him, Mo Lingquan looked at the two maids who had come to their senses with a smile on his face. Pen~Fun~Pavilion www.biquge.info If they hadn't stood in front of Wu Bingyue without hesitation, they wouldn't have been so seriously injured.
It is even more unlikely that Wu Bingyue will be unscathed under the sneak attack of the overwhelming wasp tail needle.
"Thank you Mo Gongzi for saving your life. ”
Jun Li and Jun Wu looked at Mo Lingquan with a grateful face, although the two of them seemed unconscious at that time, their consciousness was awake, and they remembered what Mo Lingquan said in their hearts.
"The two girls are serious, but it's just a gesture! ”
Mo Lingquan waved his hand and looked at the two with a smile on his face.
"We're just doing our part. ”
Jun Li and Jun Wu glanced at each other, their faces slightly red.
"It's dawn, but it's still more than 200 miles away from southern Xinjiang..."
The worry on Wu Bingyue's pretty face was difficult to hide. After all, Mo Lingquan and Yan Yugui have not rested after a big battle.
"Are you scared?"
Mo Lingquan looked at Wu Bingyue with a smile on his face.
"You're scared... I'm worried about you..."
Wu Bingyue sneered at each other, and reacted halfway through her words, her pretty face flushed and she looked embarrassed.
Since she met Mo Lingquan, she has blushed more times than she has since she was a child combined.
"I'm fine..."
Mo Lingquan shook his head with a calm expression.
"The rest of the trip... I don't want to bother you..."
Wu Bingyue's tone was soft.
"No one has ever been involved with anyone. If I don't want to, I won't make a move, and if I do, I will definitely take care of it to the end. ”
Mo Lingquan's face was calm.
"You can leave it alone, and no one will blame you. ”
Wu Bingyue looked at Mo Lingquan with a serious face.
"Girl, don't think about it, go rest. ”
Mo Lingquan turned around, and in Jun Wu and Jun Li's incredulous eyes, he helped Wu Bingyue straighten out the green silk on his forehead that was blown by the wind.
"I listen to you. ”
Wu Bingyue took a deep look at Mo Lingquan and turned to leave.
Fiction is real, reality is virtual. Mo Lingquan had killed the falcon that the other party had used to monitor their group just now, and it would probably not be long before the other party would find out.
More than two hundred miles, with two wounded, Mo Lingquan didn't believe that he and the others could escape.
Before, it was only by relying on the night that he relied on the advantage of the perception of the moon ring to break through here without danger all the way.
The closer he got to southern Xinjiang, the tighter the blockade became, and Mo Lingquan became more and more confused in his heart.
The Wu are a brave and warlike race, and both men and women can serve as soldiers. The Holy Maiden is the spokesperson of the Witch Ancestor and has supreme power and status.
Under the Holy Maiden is the Great Witch. He is also the strongest of the Wu clan.
Could it be that something happened among the Wu Clan? that made these exotic warriors so rampant outside the southern frontier.
Although there is a buffer zone between the various forces, this is also the default three-regardless zone.
But among them, there is also an unwritten rule that is accepted by everyone. That is, no one is allowed to openly attack and kill the disciples who provoke both sides to travel in this three-regardless zone. Otherwise, it will be jointly suppressed by two or even three forces.
And Mo Lingquan and the others are now at the junction of the Dao Domain and Southern Xinjiang, and it stands to reason that they have been assassinated with such a premeditated attack, and both sides should send people to investigate.
What exactly happened made the two forces ignore what was happening on their doorstep.
Just when Mo Lingquan was out of his mind, several figures shuttled through the mountains and forests, approaching quickly.
"I don't know if I'm alive or dead..."
Mo Lingquan frowned, and he suddenly moved to kill the surveillance falcon just to make the other party retreat.
"Weng hum..."
A humming sound came to mind, and nine short blades spun rapidly around him.
This is already the limit of what he can reach, and any more will affect the control of the short blade, and it will not be able to exert its maximum power.
"Whoosh..."
Nine short blades silently shot into the distance.
This is the effect achieved by Mo Lingquan attaching the power of the realm to the short blade, and it is also the advantage that Mo Lingquan did not reach the Void Realm through the secret realm, and he can easily merge with this piece of heaven and earth.
Unlike the master who broke through the secret realm to the Void Realm in the secret realm, only in the secret realm that he broke through could he exert his strongest strength.
"Puff puff..."
Several figures who were rushing towards this side quickly had blood flowers in their throats and fell to the ground.
The leader reacted quickly, and an iron bridge dodged the fatal blow.
The right hand slapped on the ground, and after several consecutive turns, the left hand sheathed the blade in front of him.
"Who is sneaking around, come out. ”
The man in black glanced around with a solemn expression.
"Sneaky, are you talking about you?"
In the sky, a long sword fell from the sky, and Mo Lingquan stepped on the long sword and looked at the man in black with an indifferent expression.
"Yaga, die, die..."
The figure of the black-clothed man rose into the air, the long knife in his hand suddenly came out of its sheath, and the human knife turned into a streamer and slashed towards Mo Lingquan.
Mo Lingquan only felt that he was locked by a cold killing machine.
"Be careful... Return to the sea and slash the stunt of the world with a sword..."
Wu Bingyue, who was not far away, turned around and saw this scene and lost her voice.
A sky-high sword slashed towards Mo Lingquan with the first rays of morning light rising in the east, and there was nothing between heaven and earth except this dazzling sword ray.
"If you don't die, you won't die!"
As soon as Mo Lingquan stepped on it, his body soared vertically upwards, and the long sword under his feet let out a sword sound, crossed a mysterious arc, and fell into his hand.
The body is like a white crane with wings spread, the white sky, and the snow-white figure echo the looming bright moon.
A sword came from the east, which was the kind of sword move that he realized when he faced off with Yan Yugui.
The beautiful scene reappeared again, even Wu Bingyue, who had already seen Mo Lingquan use this trick with her own eyes, couldn't help but be crazy at this moment.
Mo Lingquan's snow-white robe, under the faint bright moon in the sky and the morning light reflected by the rising sun, seemed to be a fairy descending from the sky gracefully playing the sword and singing, without feeling a trace of murder.
But if you really think so, the next moment, this flying sword will cut your throat and let you return in splendor.
This is the Flying Immortal Sword Style, a killing sword that exists for the sake of killing.
This sword carries the momentum of flying immortals, the power of heaven and earth, and it does not return to the sheath without blood.
In an instant, it was brilliant in the blink of an eye, and this move that gathered Mo Lingquan's spirit fell from the sky.
The man in black felt that the scene in front of him changed, in the sky, a fairy fell from the sky, that beautiful face, graceful posture, every move, every smile, made him involuntarily want to indulge in it.
Unconsciously, the momentum of the knife in his hand slowed down, and the flaw of the offensive appeared.
When he reacted, his throat was cold, and the strength of his body was evacuated at this moment, and his body rushed forward a few steps under inertia, and fell down.