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Wei Chu sat outside the abyss of bone-burying bones, and the blood mist was thick not far in front of him, and he stared quietly at the depths of the blood mist. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Suddenly, Wei Chu stood up with a cruel smile, "Boy, have you finally figured it out? It's better to die at the hands of this commander!"

Mo Lu staggered out of the blood mist, his body covered in blood.

"Why? Why can't you just let me go...... I don't want to die!"

Mo Lu's voice was hoarse, and his body kept shaking, and it seemed that the blood mist had corroded his whole body.

"Hahaha!", seeing Mo Lu's miserable appearance, Wei Chu laughed heartily, "Do you want to know? Why did I force Old Man Mo to die, why did I kill you?"

Suddenly, a cold light flashed in Mo Lu's hand, and the white moon stabbed Wei Chu's chest!

Wei Chu easily knocked down Bai Yue in Mo Lu's hand and choked his neck.

"Your movements are too slow!", Wei Chu sneered disdainfully, "Back then, when I first became a spiritual diagram, I went to Shangjing to apply for the Divine Academy, I was full of confidence, if I can become a student of the Divine Academy, I will definitely cultivate the Nine Spirits and become the first Divine Master in the past and present!"

"But just by Old Man Mo's words, the first layer of the test eliminated me!Why?", Wei Chu grabbed Mo Lu's neck and lifted him up!

"Why does he say I don't have talent?!"

"Huh!", Mo Lu laughed hard, "Just because you haven't been able to break through the Initial Ink Realm for decades, it proves that the old man was right, in my opinion, you are not only talentless, but also as stupid as a pig and a dog!"

"A waste still dares to be hard-mouthed!", Wei Chu waved his hand, the spirit map appeared, and the Hanshan Sword fell in his hand.

"Die!", Wei Chu raised the Hanshan Sword.

Suddenly, it will be a constraint!

A scattered black shadow rushed straight to Wei Chu's front door!

"Ah!", in the scream, Wei Chu covered his face with his hands, and his face was covered with several tiny iron stones!

Mo Lu stood in front of Wei Chu with a smile on his face.

"This trick is called - flying sand and stones"

Several Flying Star Stones pierced his face, and two of them directly blinded him!

Wei Chu screamed miserably, and the Cold Mountain Sword slashed forward indiscriminately, and the sudden heavy blow made him completely mess up the rules, and he couldn't even use the power of frost in a hurry.

Mo Lu picked up Bai Yue and easily shuttled through Wei Chu's indiscriminate slashing sword shadow.

"You're moving too slowly!", Mo Lu laughed disdainfully.

"Ah! You are a waste who has become a spirit mapper?", Wei Chu roared angrily, the moment his eyes were blinded, he saw the sand spirit map in Mo Lu's hand, Wei Chu's voice was full of unwillingness and jealousy, "A waste who can only sneak attack, do you dare to confront me head-on?"

"I said a long time ago, you don't know what fighting is"

Mo Lu easily turned his head sideways and let the Hanshan Sword that was slashed over, his physique was already stronger than ordinary people, and after becoming a spirit mapper, his speed and strength were even better than before. Wei Chu had become a blind man at this time, and the Hanshan Sword dancing wildly could no longer pose any threat to him.

"What it means to fight"

With a wave of his hand, the Flying Iron Stone that had pierced into Wei Chu's face and eye sockets flew back to his side under the control of the Sand Spirit Diagram.

In the desert at night, these flying star stones that emit cold light fluttered and swirled beside Mo Lu, like stars in the night sky surrounding the bright moon.

"The enemy is dead, I'm still alive!"

This sky full of "stars" flew towards Wei Chu again! It's just that Mo Lu's spiritual diagram power was not strong enough to completely penetrate the other party, so he could only pierce into Wei Chu's flesh and skin. But this only made him more miserable, and a terrible scream resounded through the sand dunes again!

"Forget it, I'll send you on your way", Mo Lu shook his head, he didn't have the habit of torturing and killing enemies.

Suddenly, Wei Chu roared wildly, "Let's die together!"

He raised the Cold Mountain Sword, and the chill around him suddenly rose, and the entire sword body was covered with several layers of thick frost! The Cold Mountain Sword turned into an iceberg!

Wei Chu grabbed the hilt of the sword in his arm and slammed the entire iceberg to the ground! At this moment, a surging and incomparable aura filled this space, as if the cold mountain was coming from afar!

Mo Lu's eyes froze, Wei Chu was an outer disciple of Sword City, one of the four holy places of the Spirit Atlas Master, this move from Hanshan was far away and was a powerful move in the famous "Nine Methods of Sword City"! Even if it was only used by Wei Chu of the First Ink Realm, the power was enough to swing a living creature within a radius of several zhang!

At the moment of life and death, Mo Lu did not retreat but advanced, dodged and deceived Wei Chu's body, the snow bright sword flashed, and Bai Yue had already shot!

Bang!

With a loud bang, the iceberg condensed on the Cold Mountain Sword shattered!

Wei Chu's throat opened a deep gap, and he covered his neck, but he couldn't stop the blood that shot out!

The Hanshan Sword fell to the ground, and then slowly turned into wisps of floating aura.

When the spirit map master dies, the spirit map will naturally dissipate.

"I said, you're too slow", Mo Lu looked at Wei Chu lightly, and at the moment when the iceberg was about to fall, he preemptively cut Wei Chu's throat and interrupted the cold mountain from afar.

Wei Chu's burly body fell to the ground with a bang, he clutched his throat, his eyes were full of fear and unwillingness.

Mo Lu squatted down and looked at him indifferently, "Seven years ago, in order to pat the Lin family's sycophants, you forbade the city's infirmaries to treat the old man! When the old man was dying, his expression was the same as you are now, and he would not blink his eyes! However, from today onwards, I will make those people pay the price! The old man's eyes will be closed after all!"

Wei Chu's face distorted, his body trembled violently, and finally, he swallowed his last breath with boundless hatred and unwillingness.

Bang Bang Bang!

Suddenly, a burst of applause came from behind Mo Lu, who turned sharply and looked warily behind him.

In the dark sand curtain, a purple shadow stood pretty, she was masked, only revealing a pair of soft eyes, her eyes were like cutting water, but her eyes were full of coldness and solemnity, in the darkening wind and sand, her long hair fluttered, and her clothes were blown by the wind close to her body, showing graceful and moving curves.

The masked woman swung her waist slightly, Ying Ying walked over, and stared at Mo Lu with interest, "Obviously you control the spirit map, but you can only fight in close combat, it's interesting! Leng Cuishi actually created a freak like you."

Her voice was delicate and weak, but it made Mo Lu's heart feel a chill.

There was a powerful and bloody aura about this extremely bewitching woman.

Some spirit mappers have powerful spirit maps, but they don't know how to fight, and some have advanced realms but can't kill. But this woman is definitely good at killing!

Moreover, she actually knew the relationship between Mo Lu and Leng Cuishi! Suddenly, a pair of soft and boneless slender hands pressed against Mo Lu's chest,

"There is a difference between men and women, you are so close to me, what if I can't help but eat you?" Mo Lu said with a grin, but his feet quietly moved back.

"You've already eaten my cold emerald stone, do you still want to eat me?", the masked woman chuckled, looking up at Mo Lu, her misty eyes as if they could speak.

At this moment, a loud eagle chirp came from the sky, and a giant eagle flapped its wings and hovered above the heads of the two of them.

Lin Jing, dressed in a gorgeous brocade dress and wearing a jewel crown, jumped lightly and landed on the back of the giant eagle, just like the chic appearance of a good son in the turbid world.

Mo Lu's eyes rolled and he took the initiative to cling to the masked woman, and the posture of the two suddenly became ambiguous, and people who didn't know would definitely think that the relationship between the two was intimate.

The masked woman glanced at Mo Lu, as if she knew his calculations, but she didn't move.

Sure enough, when Lin Jing saw the two people who were "snuggling intimately" and the body of Wei Chu next to him, his brows furrowed.

"I wanted to come here to look for treasures, but I didn't expect to see you again! It seems that you still have a helper, Wei Chu actually died at the hands of a woman?"

Mo Lu took a step forward, blocked the masked woman behind him, and said as if he were dead: "You can rush at me whatever you want, this matter has nothing to do with Xiaoli!"

"Xiaoli?", the masked woman snorted and laughed, her delicate body trembled slightly, and her graceful figure was even more amorous.

Lin Jing's eyes froze, he was the second son of the dignified Lin family, and he was naturally used to seeing beautiful women, but the woman in front of him was different, although he was masked, his whole body was full of a temptation that men could not resist.

Lin Jing waved his hand, and a spiritual power flew towards the two, Mo Lu flew out in response, he fell to the ground, still "difficult" to get up, and shouted anxiously: "Xiaoli, go quickly!"

The masked woman looked at Mo Lu, who had realistic acting skills, and shook her head speechlessly, "No wonder Master often says that life is like a play, it turns out that there are really so many people in the world who are good at acting."

At this time, Lin Jing waved his hand again, and another spiritual power blew like a wind, wanting to brush off the black scarf covering the woman's face.

[It's about to be 515, I hope to continue to hit the 515 red envelope list, and the red envelope rain will be able to give back to readers and promotional works on May 15. A piece is also love, it must be better!]