Is the formation about to be broken?

After all, the Shura Ten Thousand Killing Array is of a more yin and poisonous nature, and what he is most afraid of is this thunder system rectification method that is supreme yang and upright.

Since there is a thunder method that can fall from nine heavens away, doesn't it prove that the formation has been broken?

However, only now, the power of the formation has been increasing, and it is not like the formation has been broken.

The black clouds of the Shura Ten Thousand Killing Array rolled, and the miasma rose, and the onlookers couldn't see the reality inside at all, so they had to speculate according to the changes outside.

"Is this the means?" Mo Xiaochuan raised his head, Mo Xiaochuan was indifferent to the nine-day thunder fire that was about to land, just like it was a drizzle, and it didn't stick to his body.

"Boom"

Nine days of thunder and fire flooded Mo Xiaochuan.

Thunder and fire burst and burned the void.

"Boy, see you're not dead. Yao Qianxin said coldly.

"In this way, if I add another fire, I don't believe that this boy's life can be so great against the sky. The wind fuels the fire. "Ma Zhengkang's Wind Sword set off a boundless hurricane and joined the thunder and fire.

"Hmph, no matter how powerful your mouth is, it's not the same as death. Ma Zhengkang snorted coldly.

In the eyes of Yao Qianxin and Ma Zhengkang, Mo Xiaochuan is already certain to die.

Mo Xiaochuan is dead, the Xuan Temple has no way, and the rest is to break the formation, and as soon as the formation is broken, the only fig leaf that the Xuan Temple has will fall.

When the time comes, life and death will be taken away, and who will compete.

"Yes, this temperature, if used for heating, is indeed not bad. However, it is a little reluctant to kill people. At this time, in the midst of the thunder and fire, Mo Xiaochuan's indifferent voice came out.

Uh-

Yao Qianxin's heart trembled.

Ma Zhengkang looked at Yao Qianxin puzzled.

The power of the thunder and fire double click, Yao Qianxin couldn't understand it anymore. If he unleashed the thunder and fire double strike with all his might, let alone a cultivator, even a meteorite giant mountain could be melted into slurry in a short period of time.

It's just that how did this Mo Xiaochuan resist it? Or rather, he has a defensive treasure on his body. Yao Qianxin's eyes lit up, and his breathing became disordered.

Next, they only saw the thunder and fire in the hurricane quickly swarming towards one place.

Mo Xiaochuan's figure gradually became clear, and on his right hand, he held a silver and red ball of thunder and fire, all of which were condensed by Mo Xiaochuan into a physical ball of thunder and fire. The energy contained in it is so great that Yao Qianxin, the initiator, has a feeling of shock.

"Then you will also try my little tricks. After the Thunder Fire Ball absorbed the last trace of Thunder Fire, Mo Xiaochuan said lightly, and just threw the Thunder Fire Ball directly to Yao Qianxin.

Mo Xiaochuan has a strong body that has just formed a half-step holy body, not to mention a small thunder and fire double strike, even the real Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation dares to shake the body.

However, Yao Qianxin does not have the ability to do this.

Therefore, the ball of thunder and fire thrown by Mo Xiaochuan, where did Yao Qianxin dare to take it hard, he could only dodge it. And the direction in which Yao Qianxin avoided was the direction where Ma Zhengkang was standing.

"Grass, Yao Qianxin, you kill a thousand knives, don't forget to pull Lao Tzu when you go into the water. Seeing this, Ma Zhengkang didn't wait for Yao Qianxin to pounce, so he dodged and avoided it.

"Block. The ball of thunder and fire suddenly accelerated, and Yao Qianxin hurriedly threw out the ball of thunder and fire, preparing to put the ball of thunder and fire into the pill, wanting to use the vast space in the ball of thunder and fire to dissipate the energy of the ball of thunder and fire.

However, Mo Xiaochuan did not let him get his wish.

"Boom"

The ball of thunder exploded at the entrance of the thunder fire pill.

The Thunder Fire Danding was blown up and flew around, and it couldn't stop at all. However, there is no obstacle in the slightest.

"Good Ding Furnace, it belongs to my Xuan Temple. Mo Xiaochuan said, with a move, the Thunder Fire Danding was in Mo Xiaochuan's hands.

"Poof"

The Thunder Fire Danding was blown up, and Yao Qianxin spit out a mouthful of old blood.

When he saw that the Thunder Fire Danding that he was proud of was about to be taken away by Mo Xiaochuan, he was angry and spit out another mouthful of old blood: "Little thief, don't touch my Danding." ”

Two flying swords, one shot at Mo Xiaochuan's hand that grabbed the Thunder Fire Danding, and the other shot at Mo Xiaochuan's head.

Attack it and save it, and surround Wei to save Zhao.

Ma Zhengkang also saw the opportunity, the wind sword waved again and again, and one after another hurricane dragons were born out of thin air, opening their teeth and dancing their claws, and the sound of dragons groaning, and they surrounded and suppressed Mo Xiaochuan.

He now finally knew that he alone was not Mo Xiaochuan's opponent no matter what, and if he wanted to survive, he had to join forces with Yao Qianxin Jingcheng to find a way out.

"Your lives are under my control, let alone these things outside your body?" Mo Xiaochuan gently stretched out his palm.

The two flying swords, before they got close to Mo Xiaochuan, were already broken inch by inch. At this time, Mo Xiaochuan's palm, as if it had crossed the limits of time and space, was lightly imprinted on Yao Qianxin's chest.

"Click"

With a crisp sound of bones breaking, Yao Qianxin's entire chest collapsed, his mouth opened, and blood mist sprayed all over the sky.

"You, you ......" In the end, Yao Qianxin didn't come up in one breath, rolled his eyes, and passed out.

All of his internal organs had been shaken into cobweb-like cracks. The spirit also became weak. The severity of the injury has seriously affected the foundation, even if he barely survives, the cultivation realm can be maintained at the original level, which is already very good.

"Mo Xiaochuan, there are still some misunderstandings between us, we should sit down and talk calmly. ”

Yao Qianxin was seriously injured, Ma Zhengkang was unable to support himself, and the wind sword was horizontal in front of his chest, and he hurriedly said.

"Surrender or death?" Mo Xiaochuan's voice was cold and formless.

"Mo Xiaochuan, don't push people too much, it's a big deal that the fish is dead and the net is broken, as the Great Elder of the Outer Gate of the Chongxuanmen, how noble my identity is, how can I easily surrender to you. If you let me go, after we go back, we will try to coordinate the relationship between the Chongxuanmen and the Xuanjian Temple, and the two forces of our two sides will get along on an equal footing, isn't it good?"

Ma Zhengkang is bitter, moved with affection, and knows with reason.

"Don't forget, you are in the formation under my control, and you are not qualified to break the net. No matter how noble your status is, you will have nothing when you die. As for coordinating the relationship between the Chongxuanmen and the Xuansanctuary, I don't think there is any need for this. If the relationship is coordinated by you, where will I find so many strong people to fall into the net. Mo Xiaochuan said lightly.

"You...... You...... You have such a mind, what do you want?" Ma Zhengkang was stunned by Mo Xiaochuan's words.

"You don't need to know this, I asked you for the last time, surrender or death?" Mo Xiaochuan still looked at Ma Zhengkang expressionlessly, with the cold of harvesting his life.

Ma Zhengkang was even thinking that if he spit out a word, in a moment, Gang Mang would directly invade his divine soul consciousness sea and directly annihilate his original spirit.

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