Mo Tear'er assassinated Xiu Wei as a whole, and after three days, he was by Dong Wuxian's side, and as his cultivation progressed, the pressure was getting bigger and bigger.

With such a husband whose martial arts training qualifications can be called demons, Mo Tear'er is proud on the one hand, but also under pressure on the other hand: she is always worried that her practice speed will not be able to keep up with Dong Wuxian.

The husband and wife are wandering the rivers and lakes, and if the cultivation of either party is weak, there will always be a feeling of 'being a drag', especially when encountering a strong enemy, this feeling is especially strong.

Because one party is weak, it will inevitably lead to the other party taking care of one party and losing the other, and caring will be chaotic.

As a descendant of the black devil, Mo Tear naturally clearly understands how harmful one of the husband and wife is in the rivers and lakes.

So during this period of time, not only Dong Wuxian was working hard, but Mo Tear was also practicing hard.

As one of the twelve people in the last life, even if Mo Tear'er's qualifications are not as good as those of Dong Wuxian, who are born with demons, he is definitely the best choice in a million.

The tempering during this period of time has made her assassination technique close to Dacheng!

Now, at the moment when Dong Wuxian made a meritorious contribution with a sword, Mo Tear'er's ghostly figure appeared behind a third-grade supreme, slashing horizontally, and decapitated the supreme who had just escaped Dong Wuxian's knife and was stumbling back in his heart with an unstable center of gravity, but was shouting luck in his heart!

Then her figure flashed lightly, and not even a drop of blood stuck to her body.

In the other hand, countless blue lights flashed, and hundreds of highly poisonous hidden weapons shot out like locusts, and in an instant, the second-grade supreme who had just fallen back suddenly covered his face and screamed, a trace of black blood splashed from his two eye sockets!

But it's a move with both eyes!

In an instant, he became blind.

This man screamed wildly, frantically exerting his life's cultivation in the field, but what he was facing was the air.

"I'm blind! I can't see with my eyes...... I can't see it!!"

Xiao Wufeng gasped deeply, deeply.

Dong Wuxian killed Xiao Changyun with the first knife, and Xiao Wufeng didn't have time to react; He didn't make a move when he reacted: after all, it was a fair one-on-one showdown.

Moreover, Xiao Changyun's cultivation was much higher than Dong Wuxian's, and in such a situation, he was slashed by Dong Wuxian.

It can only be said that he is useless!

Xiao Wufeng did not have the slightest intention of rescuing.

And the next moment, when Dong Wuxian's knife shot out the criss-crossing knife supreme sword qi, Xiao Wufeng was really surprised!

"The Supreme of the Sword!" At that moment, although these four words did not come out, his wide open mouth shouted out these four words silently.

Then it was the rabbit that rose and fell, and there was no time to react, the eight supremes. There were six people who died, one person was blind, and the only remaining third-grade supreme was shocked seven zhang away by Dong Wuxian's knife, and when he saw everything in front of him, his two eyes almost popped out of his sockets!

A mighty lineup of fourteen people. Nine people were gone in an instant!

There are only two fourth-grade supremes left, one third-grade supreme, one fifth-grade supreme, and one sixth-grade supreme!

And the other party just paid the price of Rui Butong!

A cloud of smoke exploded in the field, and Mo Tear'er's figure disappeared again in this cloud of smoke, disappearing without a trace.

Xiao Wufeng's eyes looked at the field with deep eyes, and stopped the other five-grade supreme who was about to make a move: "Slow." ”

The Fifth Rank Supreme frowned and said, "Fourth brother." How?"

Xiao Wufeng snorted and said, "Martial Court, the strength of the other party, there is only one sword supreme we don't know, but the others are clear...... Even so, should we have such a loss?"

"It shouldn't!" Xiao Wuting took a deep breath: "But, it really happened. ”

"All the credit goes to that person. Rui Butong!" Xiao Wufeng looked at Rui Butong, who was paralyzed on the ground like a lump of mud: "But." If it were any of us, we would be able to go to war. There is such preparation, such a scheme, such a ...... Do you see death as home?"

Xiao Wuting's eyes showed respect: "Can't!"

"But he could, and without hesitation, he did so, without sparing his own life, using his own life as a tool in exchange for victory!"

Xiao Wufeng's eyes showed a sigh: "So, they were able to achieve this unimaginable record! And they saved the strongest person in the team...... Heroes!"

Xiao Wuting was silent.

Indeed, at the beginning of the war, no matter what aspect of the performance, Rui Butong did not look like the kind of person who had no love! This person has an extraordinary love for life!

Laugh and scold against a strong enemy, calmly and unhurriedly!

What a detachment.

Xiao Wuting thought to himself that although he was a five-grade supreme, he would never be able to do this: even if he was already in a desperate situation, he still had to struggle for himself, how could he take the initiative to sacrifice himself before he reached a desperate situation?

"I'm not as good as !" Xiao Wuting said silently.

"This person deserves our respect! When the battle is over, we would rather our own people be in the wilderness than bury Rui Butong properly!" Xiao Wufeng'......s voice was full of sighs: "Our people died of carelessness, but others died of righteousness! It's a world away!"

"The death of my own man makes the old man ashamed! But the death of the enemy can make me respect!"

Xiao Wufeng's words were very heavy.

But Xiao Wuting has nothing to refute: that's true, what is there to say?

The strength is high at a glance.

But the unity of the team is even more clear!

Terrible opponents!

That's when it was ......

"Ah~~~~ What's going on......" A terrible scream came, and the second-grade supreme in the field suddenly began to pick his eyes frantically, and screamed: "Kill me...... Itchy! It's itching...... "The poison on the hidden weapon of the ink tears has attacked!

Xiao Wufeng and Xiao Wuting looked at each other, and their faces changed.

I saw that on the outside of this person's eyes, the bones had been rotted and exposed! The poison of the ink tears was so fierce that it had reached such a point!

Xiao Wufeng let out a long sigh and stepped out, his sword light flashing.

The second-grade supreme of the Xiao family shouted, and then stood still in a daze, and a wisp of blood spurted out of his heart. The blood fell to the ground and had turned blue.

"Go ahead. Xiao Wufeng sighed and slapped his palm.

The body of the Xiao family's second-grade supreme suddenly sank into the ground, and the underground seemed to be a bottomless swamp, engulfing his body in an instant.

Buried in the ground.

This poison cannot be treated, moreover, this corpse bones. It cannot be brought back to the family to avoid an immeasurable disaster.

Then he raised his head and faced Dong Wuxian, his face became serious and heavy: "Amazing! Second Master Dong, the old man really admires it very much!"

Dong Wu's wound was overflowing with shocking blood, and he coughed. He simply spit it out, and the blood shot out like an arrow, and he actually shot a deep hole in the ground.

He said: "What if you admire it?" If you don't admire it, what if you don't admire?"

Xiao Wufeng said in a deep voice: "I don't have such a brother. I envy, but it's a pity that your brother is dead!"

Dong Wuxian's eyes drooped. looked at Rui Butong not far away, and said: "My brother, I am proud! I have both life and death!"

Xiao Wufeng snorted: "Okay!

At this moment, a stunning red light suddenly flashed, and then a miserable scream......

Xiao Wufeng and Dong Wuxian turned their heads to look, and for a while, the two of them were stunned at the same time!

There is nothing stranger than what is in front of you!

The four eyeballs of the two of us almost fell to the ground.

In the shadows. A soft snort. There was a rush, obviously. Mo Tear, who hid her figure, couldn't help but be shocked. But now, no one cares about ink tears......

Everyone looked at the place where the red light shone!

I saw that over there, Mo Qingwu was dressed in red like fire, with a knife in his hand, and the clouds and mist were like a dream.

In front of her, a fourth-grade supreme body was in a different place, lying in a pool of blood.

The other fourth-grade supreme stared, his hands trembled like chicken paws, and he looked at Mo Qingwu as if he had seen a ghost, stunned!

It turned out that when the battle was fierce just now, the two fourth-grade supremes had already bypassed the battle circle and came to Mo Qingwu's side.

Mo Qingwu was standing calmly with a long knife with a sheath.

The Supreme Lady smiled and said, "Miss Mo, you are a saint-level sixth-grade cultivator, at a young age, you can have such an achievement, in this Nine Heavens, you are already unique! The old man admired Ning Lao's kung fu in training his disciples...... However, in front of the old man, does Miss Mo still have to work hard?"

Mo Qingwu said lightly: "You and I are enemies, enemies meet each other, even if it is a nine-rank supreme, you have to fight hard, not to mention that you only have four grades?"

The Supreme Haha smiled and said, "Miss Mo is really a big breath! Look, Miss Mo has not only obtained the true inheritance of Ning Supreme's cultivation, but also the true inheritance of Ning Supreme Zun's eyes." ”

Mo Qingwu asked coldly: "What true inheritance did I get, and what does it have to do with you? Or do you think that you can go hand in hand with my master? You are already qualified to comment on my master's apprentice?"

The Fourth-Rank Supreme was speechless for a moment, and his face turned red like a purple eggplant.

Yes, Ning Tianya's apprentice, no matter what it is, even if it is a natural waste material, it is not something that he can comment on as a fourth-grade supreme!

As Mo Qingwu said: How old are you?

But this Supreme Lord really didn't expect that Mo Qingwu's little girl's speech would be so sharp and ruthless.

Annoyed and angry, he said angrily: "Little girl, sharp tongue, go back this time, see how the old man cleans you up!"

In his opinion, this one is caught, don't say that Mo Qingwu only has a sixth-grade saint-level cultivation, even if it is a first-grade supreme, it is also a hand-to-hand capture!

If you are two or three thousand years old, you can't deal with a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl...... Heaven doesn't allow it!

But just as he stretched out his hand to grab it, he saw the little girl reach out and grab the handle of the toy-like knife!

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