Chapter Ninety-Four: Lord Deacon

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Mo Qingtian's face was a little gloomy, Huang Xuan belittled him like a sharp sword, like a sharp sword piercing his arrogant heart, his face was still cold, but there was hideousness in that coldness.

Suddenly, a powerful vitality fluctuation emanated from Mo Qingtian, he planned not to keep his hand anymore and use martial arts to directly solve Huang Xuan, he was afraid that it would change later, after all, his reason was a bit far-fetched.

On the viewing platform.

"Sister Yanran, let's go help Brother Huang Xuan!"

Nie Hong hurriedly took Nie Yanran's hand, and looked at Nie Yanran with watery eyes, looking pitiful.

"Okay."

Nie Yanran nodded, suddenly saw a figure, pointed not far away, and said softly: "It seems that we don't need to go, she is here." ā€

"It's Sister Cai!"

Nie Hong saw Qianying not far away, she patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief, if Sister Cai was there, Huang Xuan would be saved.

In the ring, Mo Qingtian stretched out his hand to turn his claws, and he swept towards Huang Xuan.

"Claw Kill!"

A claw shadow formed by Yuan Qi formed in Mo Qingtian's hand, that kind of fluctuation was obviously at the advanced level of the Xuan Rank, it seemed that Mo Qingtian was going to kill Huang Xuan as quickly as possible.

"Humph......"

Mo Qingtian's claw shadow suddenly attacked Huang Xuan, Huang Xuan's pupils shrank sharply, Mo Qingtian is now the fourth in the Yuan Dan Realm, plus he himself is seriously injured, it is difficult to resist Mo Qingtian's attack, but even in the big difficulties Huang Xuan is not afraid, the path of a martial artist is a road full of thorns, so if he actually sets foot on this road, he should move forward bravely.

Huang Xuan's eyes were full of determination, and he picked up the Peerless Sword in his hand to confront Mo Qingtian.

Countless people's eyes looked at Huang Xuan, Huang Xuan actually wanted to confront Mo Qingtian, which shocked them very much, Mo Qingtian was the fourth martial artist in the Yuan Dan Realm, and then they looked at Huang Xuan with admiration, and they rushed at Huang Xuan's move, they asked themselves if they could do it.

"Xiao Xuanzi, someone is here to help you." At this time, Kyaukyue suddenly spoke.

Huang Xuan was slightly stunned, he was not familiar with life here, who would help him, which made him a little puzzled.

"Die!"

At this time, Mo Qingtian was already close to Huang Xuan, and a trace of imperceptible pride flashed on his face, he was proud of being able to kill a genius who had not yet grown up.

Mo Qingtian's attack was rapidly magnified in Huang Xuan's eyes, and when he was about to hit Huang Xuan, a shadow stood in front of him, and with a slight wave of his jade hand, Mo Qingtian flew out upside down.

"Knowing the law and breaking the law, who gave you such a bold son."

The slim shadow looked at Mo Qingtian who was embarrassed not far away, and his tone was very stern, but it was very beautiful.

Mo Qingtian was scared, when he saw Qianying not far away, his face turned pale, he immediately knelt down, and quickly explained: "Lord Deacon, listen to me, this Huang Xuan made a mistake first, and the opponent made a mistake after admitting defeat, and violated the rules of the sect, so I took action to punish him." ā€

He spoke nervously, because he knew that the woman in front of him was terrifying, and every second could kill him.

"Deacon Ben has been watching here, do you think you can hide from Deacon Ben with those little tricks of yours?"

The tone of the shadow was cold, and for a while, the whole surroundings were filled with coldness.

Mo Qingtian was silent for a while, speechless, it seems that the deacon already knows about the matter of handing over the thunder talisman to Mo Shao'an, and now the deacon does not point it out directly, one is to maintain the reputation of the sect, and the other is to give him a step down, I am afraid that the deacon will punish him afterwards.

Mo Qingtian gritted his teeth, and could only bow his head and say, "Everything is up to you, Lord Deacon." ā€

Mo Qingtian knew that if he didn't know him now, maybe Lord Deacon would kill him on the spot, but he knew that the style of this Qianying in front of him was the most severe.

"Hmph, you can go down."

That Qianying commanded, and Mo Qingtian hurriedly retreated, so that he was not embarrassed.

At this time, Huang Xuan looked at the shadow in front of him, smacked his tongue, where is this woman sacred, and Mo Qingtian retreated in a few words, it seems that this woman's identity is special, what did Mo Qingtian say just now, Lord Deacon, presumably this woman's position is very high, and Huang Xuan felt a very vast aura from this woman, presumably strong.

"Hey, are you alright?"

At this time, the woman turned around to look at Huang Xuan, her skin was better than snow, her eyes were like a pool of clear water, and when she was looking forward to it, she had an elegant and elegant temperament, which made people feel ashamed of herself and dare not blaspheme.

But that cold arrogance and agility are quite seductive, and people can't help but be haunted.

Huang Xuan was stunned, and hurriedly arched his hand and said, "Thank you, Lord Deacon, for saving me......"

The woman was naturally grateful for saving him, but he never expected that the deacon in front of him was so young and beautiful......

"It's just a trivial matter, I also watched your performance just now, it's very good."

The woman nodded and continued: "My name is Cai Wenchan, you call me Deacon Cai, and you will come to my door in the future, are you willing?" ā€

Cai Wencian threw out an olive branch, after all, Huang Xuan's performance just now was enough to shock people's hearts, and the more such talents recruited under him, the more the better.

"Deacon Cai, I ......"

As soon as Huang Xuan wanted to speak, he felt a burst of dizziness, and his whole body was weak, before it was a willpower to support his actions, but now that the crisis has passed, he closed his eyes and was about to fall.

He felt himself collapse directly into a soft spot, followed by fainting.

"This kid is a ...... Cheap for you. ā€

Cai Wencian helped Huang Xuan who fainted, her face was a little flushed for a while, it was the first time she had contact with a man like this, especially a man who was much younger than herself, although Huang Xuan was a teenager, it also made her a little embarrassed.

"The iron-masked deacon actually came into contact with a man, envy, jealousy and hatred!"

"Huang Xuan is blessed, he can worship under the Iron Mask Deacon, and he will not have to worry about cultivating resource exercises in the future."

"Blessed wool, Deacon Cai is notoriously iron-faced and selfless, if you make a small mistake, the punishment is enough for you."

For a while, everyone on the lookers was talking, and those who knew Cai Wencian were generally old students, and these new disciples were curious to listen, Cai Wenchan was so beautiful, why were these disciples of Yunxia Sect so afraid?

"What are you talking about? The speed disappears before my eyes, or ......"

Cai Wenciao's face was extremely gloomy, and a powerful vitality suddenly burst out, and suddenly the people around him were silent, and the birds and beasts dispersed, and the province was abused by Cai Wencicada.

Seeing that everyone had dispersed, Cai Wenchan nodded with satisfaction, and then her beautiful eyes looked at Huang Xuan, this unconscious young man, this young man's face was resolute, as if nothing could be shaken.

"Your name is Huang Xuan, right, but you are a good seedling, I will cover you in the future, who else will dare to touch you......"

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