"Li Qin? It's a strange name. After listening to Dugu's answer, he couldn't help but have a trace of curiosity on his face, as if he wanted to ask the reason for the name.

"Hmph, what's so strange, and I ask you, why did you stop me?" Lin Hua ignored Dugu's answer and asked.

"Why kill them all?" Dugu didn't say much, and asked rhetorically.

"They want to take my surname and flee in failure, but what if they are helpless?" Lin Hua snorted lightly and asked rhetorically.

"This!" Hearing Lin Hua's words, Dugu replied with a hint of hesitation on his face.

"You don't kill people, but because of your kindness, you kill more people, is this what you say is a good deed?" Lin Hua looked at Dugu's answer, and every word was fine.

"It's my fault, fellow Daoist, wait a minute, I'll come when I go." Taking a deep breath, the thoughts in his mind turned around, and the expression on Dugu Answershu's face slowly turned solemn, and he nodded towards Lin Hua, and then Edgeworth chased towards the place where the bandits fled.

"Hmph, inexplicable." Watching Dugu answer the book and flying away, Lin Hua snorted lightly, pinched the magic trick in his hand, and flew towards the target of his trip: Dunhuang.

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"Feng Yu, we said that the road is narrow!"

When passing by a wilderness, there was a sudden fluctuation of energy from below, which made Lin Hua feel slightly startled, and then the energy diverged and probed to the ground.

I saw a young swordsman in black, standing tall, with countless wounds on his body, bleeding from seven holes, obviously poisonous.

"Haha, Mo Sheng, you are just one of my subordinates." Even if he is highly poisonous, even if his life is on the line, he is still unyielding in his arrogance, and the young swordsman known as Feng Yu looked up to the sky and laughed contemptuously.

"Hmph, the defeated Mo Sheng has died, and the current Mo Sheng is about to be born from victory." Provoked by the wind feather, the opponent snorted coldly, and there was anger hidden in his words.

"Haha! You, never understand the taste of victory. Hearing this, Feng Yu suddenly laughed wildly, completely ignoring that the other party had already mastered his life and death.

"Feng Yu, you have been poisoned by the Colorful Flowing Divine Poison, and the Seven Holes are bleeding." Mo Sheng looked at Feng Yu, who was in a frenzy, and said coldly.

"Seven holes bleed, so what?" Stopping his movements and smiling contemptuously, Feng Yu stared at Mo Sheng, not paying any attention.

"Seven holes of bleeding means that poison attacks the heart, the vitality will be dispersed, and the god of death is already around you, ready to ask for your life at any time." Mo Sheng looked at Feng Yu and said softly.

"Hahaha." As if hearing the funniest joke in the world, Feng Yu couldn't help but laugh wildly again, and then stopped, tilted his head and looked at Mo Shengdao: "Death? Ha ha...... The Demon Sword Wind Feather is an immortal god! ”

"Mo Sheng's gentleman's style, if you think you have to heal your injuries first, then today Mo Sheng will let you go, and after your injuries are healed, you will have a duel." Mo Sheng looked at the bleeding Feng Yu from the seven holes, and couldn't help but speak.

The words made Lin Hua look sideways.

Is this guy having a conspiracy or is he really stupid?

Such a good opportunity is not even done.

"Ha, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, how can you give up?" Feng Yu laughed.

"Maybe you think that if you are poisoned by such a miracle, it is difficult to survive your life, so it is better to die in a vigorous battle." Mo Sheng said slowly, but was interrupted by Feng Yu halfway.

"Mo Sheng, I said that the Demon Sword Feng Yu is an immortal god." With a proud face, Feng Yu Changsheng smiled.

"Hmph, then I'd like to see how you don't die!" A trace of anger appeared on Mo Sheng's face, and then with the strength of his inner body, he slammed into the wind feather with a punch, and his fist broke through the wind and made a whistling sound.

"Yikes!"

A palm, a punch bombarded Feng Yu's arms, and the two of them couldn't help but take a few steps back again and again.

"Drink!" With a soft shout, the long sword was unsheathed, and the sword behind Feng Yu was unsheathed.

The blood-red sword body, as soon as it was unsheathed, a cold aura appeared in the field, killing intent, cold killing intent.

Even Lin Hua, who was high in the sky, felt a chill inexplicably when the blood-colored long sword was unsheathed.

"Is this your blood sword!?" Seeing the blood-colored long sword, Mo Sheng's eyes showed a hint of solemnity.

"Haha, yes, blood sword, blood sword of the world, you will become the 2910th person to fall under this sword." Feng Yu laughed wildly, with endless killing intent in his eyes.

"In the past, it was said that the number one master of the Sword Sect slaughtered all over the door overnight, creating the blade of the legend of the Blood Sword." With a solemn look, he slowly narrated the origin of the blood sword, and Mo Sheng said towards Feng Yu.

"Hmph, it's their honor to die by my sword to prove my ways." Hearing Mo Sheng's words, a sneer appeared on Feng Yu's face.

"I have been a public enemy of the rivers and lakes for 6 years, I haven't died, and I have killed so many people, I deserve to be called the Demon Sword Feng Yu, but now you have divine poison in your body, so how long can you support it?" Mo Sheng looked at the arrogant and unfailing Feng Yu, and said coldly, but there was a trace of admiration in his words.

"Hmph, the third time, the Demon Sword Feng Yu is the god of immortality." Feng Yu snorted, and the blood-colored long sword in his hand was slashed out in an instant, and the blood-colored sword was in the wind.

"Hah, true magic hand!" With a soft drink, there was no fear in his eyes, Mo Sheng clasped his hands together, condensed his strength, and faced him.

Rumble!

With a loud bang, the two were shaken apart by each other's energy again.

Although the demon sword Feng Yu has a colorful flow of divine poison in his body, he has no fear in the face of the strongest state of Mo Sheng, and it can be said that he is brave and brave to serve the heavens and the earth.

"Haha, Demon Sword Feng Yu, you are now comparable to a bird in Tianluo." Mo Sheng looked at Feng Yu who stopped and spit out a mouthful of blood, and couldn't help but smile on his face, and said loudly.

"Haha...... How can the eagle be caught in the net, the dragon is not a thing in the pool, how can the magic sword Feng Yu be killed by you! Hearing Mo Sheng's words, Feng Yu's face once again showed arrogance, and he looked up to the sky and laughed.

"What a good eagle caught in the net, the dragon is not a thing in the pool, then let me see how you, an eagle with broken wings, a highly poisonous dragon in your body, should not die!" After hearing this, Mo Sheng laughed wildly, raised his strength again, and rushed towards Feng Yu.

"Bloodbath! Drink! Facing Mo Sheng, who was carrying the spirit of ten thousand jun, Feng Yu laughed wildly, and the blood sword in his hand danced again.

The battle intent rushed into the sky, although he was seriously injured, although he was highly poisonous, but Feng Yu was still crazy and laughing, and the blood sword in his hand was like a tiger descending from the mountain, directly taking the vital point of the Mo Sheng.

"Haha, Feng Yu, your sword is slow!" With the sound of wild laughter, Mo Sheng's right hand flicked the blood sword, and his figure flashed strangely.

The sword and palm intersect, inch by inch, divide the risk.

"Overflow Shengming! Drink! With a shout, he made a move, only to see Mo Sheng's right palm suddenly slap on the blood sword, and immediately retreated with the help of momentum, his body suddenly stopped, and his hands crossed a trace in the air, and a cold palm qi suddenly bombarded towards the wind feather.

Bang!

I can't dodge and forcibly resist.

"Wow!" Although he used the blood sword to resist it, the strong impact and the poison that had already infiltrated his body made Feng Yu vomit blood.

"Huh!? A bunch of ants came, what a disappointment! Above the sky, Lin Hua suddenly frowned and looked in the direction of the northwest.

Looking down from the sky, it was faintly visible that several people were rushing towards the center of the battlefield from hundreds of meters away.

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Rushing to the edge of the battlefield, several people looked at the battle situation, with a look of horror and expectation.

In the battlefield, the battle between Mo Sheng and Feng Yu became more and more intense, and Feng Yu was extremely brave, which made Mo Sheng secretly amazed and admired, a more powerful power confrontation than this time, a stronger hand of energy, and an unprecedented duel between the two masters.

"I think it's the devil Feng Yu today, I'm afraid I won't be able to pass this ghost gate."

"It's dead, it's dead to the demon of Shangmo Sheng!"

"But this adversary once said he was an immortal god."

"Phew, what immortal god, even if it is really an immortal god, if he hits the colorful stream, he should die, you look at the devil, every time he makes a move, every time he fights, he vomits blood, blood is the vitality of our people, it won't take long for the blood to be vomited out, and the death of Huangquan will be lost, and the demon Feng Yu will disappear in the martial arts."

"Hmph, even if he doesn't die, we can let him return to heaven."

"Yes, yes."

In the middle of the battle.

"Haha, Feng Yu, your stamina really surprised me!" After a long battle, the enemy in front of him was not inferior to himself in the slightest, and the heartfelt Mo Sheng not only opened his mouth to praise.

"Haha, the magic sword Feng Yu takes the death of others as a pleasure!" Hearing this, Feng Yu smiled again on his face, laughed wildly, activated the qi in his body, and a mouthful of blood spurted out again, but he didn't care at all, and the blood sword in his hand danced again.

The swords intersected, and both of them were shocked back a few steps.

Feng Yu vomited another mouthful of blood.

I saw Feng Yu standing in place with his sword, motionless, and when he looked again, he fainted.

"The current Demon Sword Wind Feather is only one step away from death. The Huashan faction, the Wudang faction, the Kunlun faction, and the Emei faction on the scene, are you waiting for this opportunity? But if any of you do it, Morson will have you dead on the spot. Mo Sheng looked at Feng Yu who was standing still, a trace of surprise appeared on his face, and then he turned around and hummed in the direction of the few people.

"Mo Sheng, if we don't do it, then you hurry up and kill that demon!"

"Hmph, what are you, you can show me!" With a cold snort, a contemptuous smile appeared on Mo Sheng's face.

"Man, I want it!" Falling to the ground, Lin Hua walked towards the people present.

"Ha, what kind of person are you, you dare to protect this devil, you are in the rivers and lakes, and in the martial arts as the enemy."

"Noise!" With a light snort, with a light wave of his right hand, Yuan Li instantly carried the purple mangsword, turned into a burst of purple stars, and instantly cut off the heads of these six people, six pillars of blood, and rose to the sky.

"Who are you!?" Mo Sheng's face showed a hint of horror, not only took five steps back, but also said vigilantly.

"Your future master." Lin Hua looked at Mo Sheng and chuckled.

"Ha, Mo Sheng doesn't want to be that slave, and he won't do it." A scornful smile appeared on Mo Sheng's face.

"Oh!? Good spirit, so to put it another way, how is your future employer? Lin Hua laughed instead of anger after hearing this, and gently clapped his palms.

"What's the difference?" Mo Sheng snorted coldly.

"Of course, what the master gives is called a reward, and what the employer gives is called a reward." Lin Hua said lightly.

"Haha, interesting, interesting, what can you give me?" Mo Sheng laughed.

"I can put you on the path of cultivation. How is it? Lin Hua said lightly.

"How can I trust you?" Snorting coldly, Mo Sheng looked at Lin Hua.

"When the time comes, I will pay you, and you will naturally believe it, so let's take care of him first." The corners of Lin Hua's mouth curled slightly, and he turned his gaze to Feng Yu on the side in a soft voice.

"Ha, I've won the colorful stream, but I can't live tomorrow!" Mo Sheng chuckled. (To be continued.) )