If Mo Lao's guess is right, the person who looks like this big demon king is the "little uncle"!

Grinding, wearing eye patches, wearing muzzles, whipping, not finishing, but also feeding pig medicine...... Don't take such a bully!

Wu Yuan and others trembled.

"As a world-famous powerhouse, I am so cruel to an innocent person, today I Mo Yuan, even if I fight to the death, I have to do the right thing for heaven!"

Suppressing his anger, Mo Yuan also roared angrily.

Since coercion is useless, let's see the truth under your hands!

Even if you are invincible and die here, you will not compromise and retreat.

Call!

At the end of the words, a long sword appeared in the palm of his hand, surrounded by sword qi, and his momentum was like a rainbow.

Su Yin was boiling medicine, and seeing this person so angry, he glanced at the big demon king in front of him, and he was also full of guilt.

This apprentice grandson was beaten like this, although he didn't know it in advance, he couldn't escape the blame.

But...... This group of people all ran over to destroy the door, and they also did the right thing for heaven, how could they be embarrassed to say this?

It's so thick-skinned!

However, the villain will definitely find an excuse for justice, otherwise, how will he face the public when it is spread?

Thinking of this, he didn't say much, and continued to boil the medicine: "If you want to compete, you can also wait until I heal his injury!"

"Heal?"

Mo Yuan snorted coldly: "Do you want to threaten his life?"

Could it be that there is something unknown in these medicines that can control that "little uncle"?

Su Yin shook his head: "You think too much, it's just a disciple of the Zhenxian Sect, how can I threaten you!"

They all ran over to destroy the sect, how could they care about the life or death of a disciple? And they are not very old, and their cultivation is not high......

Mo Yuan saw that this guy who confirmed the appearance of the demon king was a disciple of the Zhenxian Sect, so ...... It means that his guess is 100% correct.

Thinking about this, the anger in his eyes was even greater: "Let's do it, even if I know that I am invincible, I will do my best to appreciate your high moves!"

After saying that, the long sword danced a sword flower, and the air around it whimpered, and it seemed that it would stab straight at any time.

"Can't put it off......"

Seeing that this person had lost his patience, Su Yin's face was ugly.

This way of having strength is indeed not very reliable.

The time spent on healing injuries and alchemy is too long, how can the real enemy let him do these things?

Looking down at the casserole, although the boiling time is very short, the prescription is more reasonable, under the boiling of boiling water, the medicinal power has begun to fuse, exuding a faint medicinal fragrance.

Although it is still some time away from exerting its maximum medicinal power, it should have a certain curative effect.

In an emergency, you can only obey the power.

Otherwise, if he is killed, the so-called "master" lies of the Zhenxian Sect will be shattered immediately, and the entire sect may be destroyed because of this.

Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated, picked up the casserole, and came to the Great Demon King: "Drink it!"

"???" the Great Demon King was stunned.

Big brother, this is boiling water, and besides, the medicine is only boiled......

wanted to refuse, but then saw a pair of big eyes of the donkey staring coldly, one hoof, slowly raised.

"I'll drink!" didn't dare to talk nonsense, picked up the casserole, and the big demon king drank it in a big gulp, for fear that he would not be satisfied, and even swallowed the medicinal herbs directly.

Boiling water is very hot for ordinary people and difficult to swallow, and it is nothing to cultivators, let alone his strength.

"It's hard for you......"

Seeing him gritting his teeth and drinking it, Su Yin was a little unbearable.

Forget it, everything is for the sake of the sect, and Uncle Shi didn't mean it, so it's a big deal to make up for it in the future......

Seeing that this "little uncle" was forced to drink boiling water and eat medicinal herbs, Wu Yuan and the others were even more sad and indignant, but they knew that they were not opponents, so they could only break their teeth and swallow them in their stomachs.

The effect of the potion was not very good, but the Great Demon King ate all the medicinal materials together, and immediately felt warm all over his body, and his injuries gradually recovered.

He recovered here, Su Yin really felt that the aura in his body could be used again, turned his head to look at Mo Yuan who was holding the long sword, exhaled a breath, and narrowed his eyes: "If you want to compete with me, it's up to you?"

Bang!

At the end of the words, a breath that was extremely powerful rushed into the sky, as if tearing the heavens and the earth apart, and the ordinary young man in front of him, in the blink of an eye, was like an immortal in the world, powerful, majestic, and inviolable.

"Void Immortal Peak? Isn't right...... Could it be that you have broken through that shackle?"

His pupils contracted, and Mo Yuan's body trembled.

Void Immortal Powerhouse, when he traveled in Dayuan Prefecture, he once saw it, he could tear the void with his hands and shatter the heavens and earth...... Even so, compared with the person in front of him, it is still much worse.

Doesn't it mean that the immortal path is cut off? How can there still be immortals in this world?

"I don't believe it!"

With a roar, the long sword in his hand immediately stabbed out.

Qingyun Sect's prefecture-level low-grade martial arts, dragon slaying thirteen swords!

This set of swordsmanship, in the entire Great Yanzhou can be regarded as the pinnacle, and the same as the thirty-six styles of Zhenxian, a sword is more powerful than a sword, it is said that if you practice the first move, you can kill people beyond the level, when Mo Yuan was young, he used this trick to kill a demon beast that was more powerful than his own cultivation.

Even though it was only the first form, it was also infinitely powerful, the air whimpered, and the sword spread like a rising dragon.

"It's amazing......"

"It's too strong!"

Seeing Mo Lao display such a powerful attack, everyone was heartbroken, full of admiration, and just when they felt that even if they couldn't hurt the other party, they could make him scramble, a faint voice sounded.

"That's it?"

Rumble!

A flower in front of everyone's eyes, the infinitely powerful first form, like an earthworm, was pinched between the index finger and middle finger by the teenager, no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't escape.

"Impossible......"

His face turned pale, and Mo Yuan drew his sword again.

2nd, 3rd, 4th......

The thirteen swords of the dragon slayer, one move after another, the aura of the entire Zhenxian Sect was gathered, and the dragon formed by the sword became stronger and stronger, as if it was about to tear the space apart.

"Go!"

The thirteen swords were all unleashed, connected together, and gathered to the limit, and with a dragon groan, the sword rushed over again.

"What the hell!"

The faint voice sounded again, and before Mo Yuan could react, he saw that the sword qi in the sky was gently crushed by a white palm, and then, the heavens and the earth seemed to be a little unbearable, and they collapsed in an instant.

Rumble!

Under the huge pressure, the high-grade spirit weapon long sword broke on the spot, and Mo Yuan was smashed into the ground hard, and blood sprayed wildly.

The out-of-body realm powerhouse didn't even hold on to a single move......

"Impossible......" There was silence around him, and everyone was trembling.

The "Great Demon King" in front of him is too powerful, so powerful that it is desperate!

"Mo Lao, use my pot quickly!"

Knowing that once this person was killed, none of them could avoid it, Elder Mo Feng gritted his teeth, and the peak spirit weapon that had just been auctioned off immediately flew over.

"Good!"

Knowing the outcome of failure, Mo Yuan did not shirk, took this peak spirit weapon, and the true yuan of the inheritance realm poured into it without reservation in an instant.

Rumble!

The weapon released a dazzling light, and then Mo Yuan bowed to the end.

"Please also ask the pot spirit to help!"

Without refining, the machine spirit is very arrogant, and it can only be instilled with true yuan and sincere invitation from the heart in order to serve it for a short time.

At the end of the words, the peak spirit soldier that the Wind Thunder Sect had just bought immediately flew towards the young man opposite.

Just when everyone thought that it would be the same as last time, they would draw it directly, and they saw this spiritual weapon worth 9 million taels, hurriedly digging up a cabbage from the yard, landing on the bonfire not far away to cook medicine, and kept stir-frying.

At the same time, a trembling thought sounded: "I can stir-fry, I really can, it's still a little useful, don't sell me anymore, okay, woo woo woo woo ......"