"Youkai!"

Looking at the green wind evil beast that surrounded her, Han Lingsha exclaimed in surprise, and the whole person jumped up from the ground, and directly pulled out two dagger-style short blades. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

There are many demon beasts in the fairy sword world, and Han Lingsha has encountered them a few times in the past few years, but it is the first time that there are so many of them, and I saw a pair of blood-red eyes glowing with a dark light in the dark, and for a while, I couldn't see how many demon beasts there were, I could only hear the undulating roar.

In the original book, Yun Tianhe and Han Lingsha encountered two waves before and after, a total of five wind evil beasts, but now there is Mo Wen, a butterfly wings flapping, and the wind evil beasts are at least about fifteen.

But this makes no difference, converted by the power system of the Yang God World, these wind evil beasts in front of them are just little monsters that have not even reached the level of ghosts and immortals, and it is useless to come more.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of everything!"

Looking at Han Lingsha, whose face was full of solemnity and tenseness, Mo Wen smiled and patted the other party's shoulder.

The next moment, with a stroke of his finger, the Wangshu sword inserted next to the bonfire rose from the ground with a sword groan, turning into a blue streamer and rushing towards all the wind evil beasts.

In the dark night, it was like a huge ice flower blooming, the bright blue light was dazzling and charming, but under this beauty was a fatal crisis, the original continuous roar stopped in an instant, and the wind beasts stood in place, their movements still remaining the same, motionless.

"This, this—?"

Han Lingsha faintly realized something, but she really couldn't believe it, her face was full of suspicious expressions, and the moment she turned her head, the necks of more than a dozen wind evil beasts spurted blood flowers at the same time, and then fell to the ground one after another.

"You—You're really only eighteen years old, isn't it some old monster who has rejuvenated?"

The monsters who could destroy a team of martial arts masters were wiped out in one move, and the target of the attack was a teenager who was about the same age as himself, and at this moment, Han Lingsha began to wonder where he had been mixed up in the past ten years.

Shrugging his shoulders casually, Mo Wen recalled Wangshu, looked at her and explained: "The Wind Evil Beast is just a little monster, not much stronger than the beast, there are many people who can kill them, not to mention far away, the little brother who came over there can do it." ”

Han Lingsha looked along Mo Wen's fingers, but saw a young man in a blue and white shirt wearing a blue and white sword flying from a distance in the night, about twenty years old, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, quite a heroic aura.

"Qionghua sent Murong Ziying to see Your Excellency!"

With both hands clenched into fists, the young man jumped down from the fairy sword and saluted Mo Wen, "Your Excellency's swordsmanship just now is really breathtaking, and it is really Ziying's honor to be fortunate to see it today, but I don't know which faction the two are, how to call them?!" ”

In normal times, this kind of young man who is obviously a person in the Sword Immortal will definitely attract Han Lingsha's attention, and he will try to learn some skills, but now the whole person is immersed in the blue sword light just now, but her attention at this time is all on Mo Wen, just slightly forehead, and she doesn't say anything anymore.

On the contrary, Mo Wen pointed at the two of them and introduced: "Mo Wen, Han Lingsha, let's be regarded as a loose cultivator!" ”

"Loose cultivation?" Murong Ziying was stunned for a moment, just now he saw Mo Wen's sword light flowing and sharp, he still thought that the other party was a junior cultivated by which sect, but he didn't expect it to be two loose cultivators, generally speaking, with the age of the other party, if there was no careful teaching by the elders, there should not be such an achievement, right?

It's just that he is open-minded, Murong Ziying didn't doubt what Mo Wen said, but arched his hand again: "I just saw that the wind evil beast had a change from a distance, lest they hurt people, so I hurriedly came, it is too much for Your Excellency to do this, Ziying still has important matters, don't pass it away, I hope I can see the two of you again another day!" ”

I don't know if it's because he is like this, he is not good at talking, or if he really has something else important, after a few words, Murong Ziying flew away directly with a flying sword, but before leaving, he glanced at Wang Shu who was suspended next to Mo Wen, and there was a trace of curiosity in his eyes.

The whole body is crystal blue, the light is as clear as autumn water, the sword body is connected to the hilt, there is no sword grid, this is the most peculiar flying sword Murong Ziying has ever seen, its casting principle is completely different from what he learned in the Qionghua School, generally speaking, it should be a waste sword when cast like this, but in fact, Wangshu's cold breath reveals the sword body, and the sharp sword qi is even more impossible to look at, at first glance it is a sword, which makes him puzzled, but it is not a parent, and he is not good at asking for the other party's treasures, so he can only leave with regrets.

Looking at Murong Ziying's back as he gradually moved away, Mo Wen showed a smile on his face, the other party was the most outstanding genius of the Qionghua faction this time, and it was only because the head of the sect was jealous that his talent was not obvious, and he was very curious about what he could achieve if the other party could ascend to the god realm one day, but now was not the time to think about these things.

"Lingsha, now do you still doubt that I can defeat those people from my father's and mother's sect?"

Turning his head sideways, Mo Wen looked at Han Lingsha and asked casually.

Han Lingsha pursed her lips, the whole person had recovered from the trance just now, although she now admitted that Mo Wen was very powerful, and she could kill so many monsters with one sword, but she still snorted: "Hmph, you are quite powerful, but who knows if the immortals of your father's master sect are even more powerful, I haven't seen them!" ”

Mo Wen glanced at her, "Who said they hadn't seen it, didn't they just see the most outstanding disciples of their younger generation?" ”

Han Lingsha was not stupid, and was immediately stunned when she heard the words.

"Qionghua faction, your parents are from the Qionghua faction!"

"Yes, and my father and mother are still the head disciples, and the Murong Ziying who just flew over is still the same generation as me if you are in terms of generation!"

After a short silence, Han Lingsha looked at Mo Wen in disbelief, "Your parents are the head disciples of the sect, so they must have a very high status, so why did they defect with the heavy treasure of the sect?" I see that Murong Ziying just now has a righteous face, and her heart is not bad, so it seems that the Qionghua faction should also be a decent family! Is there any misunderstanding in this, or some unavoidable hidden secret? ”

I have to say that sometimes personal feelings are extremely important, obviously Mo Wen has already said that his parents are people who defected with the heavy treasures of the sect, but because of the inclination in his heart, Han Lingsha still thinks that they will be good people.

Mo Wen pondered for a moment, and then explained: "It's not a misunderstanding, it should be said that the concept is not compatible!" The Qionghua faction is located on Kunlun Mountain, the holy land of cultivating immortals, and the dream of several generations is to cultivate an immortal body, and one of the heads of the generation thinks that as long as they fly to the place where the Kunlun sky shines, they thought of a way to cast double swords and forcibly plunder the aura of the demon world... My parents couldn't bear to see so many of their fellow disciples die tragically, so they fled to Qingluan Peak with Wangshu, and then there was my ・・・・・・"

Mo Wen simply introduced the past grievances and grievances of the Qionghua faction, and the love, hatred, and grievances made Han Lingsha on the side sigh.

From her point of view, the Qionghua faction is right, the ascension of the faction is the dream of the past dynasties, and the sect has paid a huge price for it, so it has to be, but Mo Wen's parents are not wrong, the demon world and the Qionghua faction fought too fiercely, in the case that the head of the sect was killed in battle, they just hoped that more of their fellow disciples would be sacrificed, and they made such a decision out of kindness, and the starting point was also good, it can only be said that fate made people, so that the two sides had to come to this point, and the dream of the Qionghua faction was shattered, And Mo Wen's parents, as the head disciples, also had to wander outside, and in the end, they died young because of the double sword backlash!

"Alas, I didn't expect the world of immortals to be so complicated, I thought it would be a little better there!"

One hand dragged the cheek and whispered, Han Lingsha didn't know what she thought, and her mood was obviously a little low.

However, Mo Wen was a little unimpressed, he looked at Chaohu Lake not far away with microwaves in the dark night, and shook his head gently.

"This world is like this, the world is bustling for profit, the world is bustling for profit, everyone does not have every request, and in the end it is just chasing their own goals, but some are difficult, some are easy, some goals will be satisfied after they are achieved, and some will regret it, everything in the world is nothing more than that!"

The clothes are elegant, the eyes are like morning stars, and it is clear that he is still in the dark at this moment, but Han Lingsha feels that Mo Wen, who is standing with his hands in front of him, and the whole person who whispers with emotion is shining, and the breath of the dust is so strong that she feels that the young man in front of her seems to be in another world.

However, the next moment, Han Lingsha's pupils shrank, because there was another sound in the breeze.

"Ling Sha, the method of cultivating immortals alone can't lift the curse on your Han clan!"