A bloodthirsty thought appeared in his heart, and Jian Moshuang quickly suppressed this thought, and raised his head again to look at the old man, his eyes were full of depth and calm, and he was not afraid at all because of the old man's strength. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Anyway, he was a person who had already died once, Jian Moshuang thought secretly.

The old man was also stunned when he saw the momentum of the instant transformation of the end of the sword, and looked at the monster in front of him with extremely strange eyes, he could actually change his temperament in an instant!

Instantly changing temperament is very simple on the surface, but momentum is not so easy, just like a person who uses fire attribute exercises, let him use water attribute martial arts in an instant, it is simply impossible to do it.

If it is forcibly used, it will cause the Yuan Force in the internal meridians to be difficult to operate normally, just like a blocked traffic flow that stagnates there, and it will accumulate more and more terrifying, and an explosion may occur if you are not careful.

So when Mo Qianyi asked for the ability at the end of the sword in both directions, Mo Qianyi would be so resistant, but when Mo Qianyi thought that the end of the sword could easily restore his meridians and give him the qualification to re-cultivate, he chose to believe him.

But the old man hadn't seen the process of repairing Mo Qianyi's internal meridians in Jian Mo Shuang, so he was particularly shocked when he saw Jian Mo Shuang unreservedly burst out with two diametrically opposed temperaments.

In a flash, the old man immediately woke up, and the eyes that looked at Jian Moshuang slowly changed from shock to tyranny, and a thick killing intent instantly filled the entire eyes, and the originally cloudy eyes suddenly became blood-red and demonic.

His pupils shrank into a needle, and the sword tail quickly retreated, and a dazzling white light shot out from him, galloping towards the old man like an arrow off the string.

The old man snorted, his sleeve robe waved slightly, and a burst of energy quickly resisted the fast white light, and the clouds were light and light without a trace of difficulty.

Jian Moshuang's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly asked Mo Qianyi: "What level is this old man in your world?" Jian Moshuang's eyes flashed with a different kind of light, and his eyes rolled quickly.

"At most, it's a butterfly nirvana!" Mo Qianyi's lazy voice sounded, and his tone was full of disdain for the fuss at the end of the sword.

"Cai ......" Jian Mo was full of unhappiness, and he was angry: "You try it, you are a small body, others slap you to death, and your patriarch is also in the Butterfly Nirvana Realm, why haven't you seen you treat him like this?"

Jian Moshuang, who still wanted to say something, saw the old man tremble slightly, and came slowly with his steps, Jian Moshuang quickly gathered his mind and looked solemnly at the old man who came step by step.

"Does Young Master Mo want to die by himself, or let the old man help?" said the old man with a smile, his face full of harmony and friendliness, but his eyes were full of tyranny and coldness, which completely ruined the smile on his face.

Jian Moshuang ignored the old man's words, his body slowly tensed, his eyes looked at the old man for a moment, and he saw a little flaw revealed by the old man, after a long time, he could only shake his head in disappointment, the difference in strength was too much, although he had not yet completely released the aura of the Butterfly Nirvana Realm, but Jian Moshuang still didn't think that he could beat him.

"Stupid, are you stupid? Who said that you must defeat this old guy, just kill Mo Chen" Mo Qianyi's thunderous voice suddenly remembered, and the brains of the earth-shaking sword were in chaos.

"Look at the fist!" The old man slowly opened his dry lips and gently spat out a sentence, causing Jian Moshuang's mood to instantly become heavy.

Jian Moshuang's face changed instantly, and he hurriedly unfolded his body and quickly stepped back, his eyes firmly fixed on the old man's fingers that showed his sleeves.

Suddenly, the old man's fingers moved violently, and he instantly slashed through the air like lightning, and his extreme speed and powerful Yuan Force tore through the space where he passed.

The fierce wind blew up Jian Moshuang's hair instantly, revealing the smooth forehead, and the dry fist seemed to fly through the space to Jian Moshuang, and Jian Moshuang's face instantly turned pale.

As if sensing the master's dangerous situation, the sword qi quickly gathered in front of the sword shuang, quickly forming a silver-white barrier, the faint glimmer of light shone on it, and the sharp spikes appeared in the corners of the barrier, and then pointed the spikes forward at a lightning speed, pointing at the furious fist.

"Pounce!" a muffled sound of pain sounded, and then a burst of blood burst out from the sky, and the end of the sword shot out like a kite with a broken string, and the bright red blood spilled out as quickly as if it didn't need money.

Ye Lingmeng, who was fighting with the enemy on the other side, saw this situation, his face instantly turned pale, his pretty face was suddenly full of anxiety and worry, and the blood-red light quickly covered his slender fingertips, and then grabbed the person in front of him fiercely.

"Blood Scissors!" The red lips opened slightly, and an angry voice slowly sounded from the ruddy lips, the blood-red light on the fingertips became more bewitching and brighter, Reimu's fingers tapped the back of her hand, and a manic fluctuation erupted from her petite body, and then a blood-red paw print phantom slowly emerged from her.

As soon as his mind moved, a heavy grasping shadow burst out, and the Mo family who was standing in front of Reimeng screamed again and again, and they all quickly vomited blood and retreated.

Reimu quickly turned around, tapping her toes on the ground and running quickly in the direction of Jian Moshuang, her chaotic footsteps indicating the anxiety and panic in her heart.

Although Ye Lingmeng rushed to this side at the fastest speed, the distance between him and Jian Moshuang and the old man was still a little far, so he couldn't arrive at the first time, but this little time allowed the old man to do a lot of things, such as killing Mo Qianyi easily.

Jian Moshuang raised his head with difficulty, slowly looked at the blood hole in his palm, his heart was in a trance, and he suddenly spit out another mouthful of blood, his lips instantly became blood-red and demonic, and the brilliance in his eyes dimmed a lot.

However, Jian Moshuang's face trembled slightly, the corners of his mouth gently outlined an imperceptible arc, and his eyes looking in a certain direction were full of joy that his plan had succeeded.

At this time, Mo Chen was slowly walking here, his face was completely free of the previous panic and despair, but a sinister smile on his face, and the hatred and banter in his eyes were exposed.

"You also have today, Mo Qianyi. Haha! God help me, I can kill you today to relieve the hatred in my heart" Mo Chen laughed without image, his hideous face was full of relief and joy that he was about to kill his henchmen, but he didn't know that someone had already secretly calculated him.

Looking at Mo Chen, who didn't notice anything wrong at all, a trace of mockery flashed in Jian Mo's eyes, and he looked at Mo Chen with pity as he got closer and closer, and his face was full of excitement.

"Die!" Mo Chen shouted, and then a good fluctuation of Yuan Force erupted from his body.

"Broken palm!" The palm of his hand quickly flashed with a yellow light, and the slightly trembling light indicated that Mo Chen's martial arts were not proficient, Mo Chen's eyes were extremely cruel when he looked at Jian Mo Shuang, and then his palm fell gently

"Plop!" A body fell instantly, and the people around were shocked to find that it was not the sword end of the crossbow that was lying on the ground, but the villain's ambition Mo Chen, at this time a blood hole appeared in his heart, a gurgling blood flowed out of it, a slender finger twisted in the blood hole, pulled out very quickly, and then the vitality of Mo Chen lying on the ground disappeared quickly.

Jian Moshuang slowly stood up, looking at Mo Chen's eyes full of blandness, without a trace of guilt due to the sneak attack, people like Mo Chen will only eat soft and afraid of hard, and their hearts are extremely narrow-minded, if they don't solve him at this time, I don't know when they will find him a weakness, and he will calculate it ruthlessly.

At this time, the old man's face was extremely ugly, his eyes were full of anger, because of the excessive anger, his face became slightly distorted, he really didn't expect this guy to dare to calculate in the face of a strong man like him.

Although he didn't care much about Mo Chen's life, Jian Moshuang killed Mo Chen in front of him, and calculated it on his head, this was undoubtedly a slap in the face, how could he not be angry when he was played by such a weak person.

As a result, the old man's hatred for Jian Moshuang was even more outspoken, and it was difficult to eliminate.

"You're dead!" The old man slowly stretched out his hand, and suddenly the Yuan Force of Heaven and Earth gathered on his palm, and a series of hideous demonic beast heads appeared on his dry palm, and one after another a terrifying huge roar came from his palm, and the powerful spiritual impact made Jian Mo Shuangyou, who had not yet stood firm, vomit a mouthful of blood, and his face was as pale as a blank piece of paper.

"Die!" The old man's sleeve robe shook slightly, and he instantly came to the side of the sword end, and his palm quickly struck towards the end of the sword.