Mo Qingshan's pupils almost shrunk into the tip of a needle, and he couldn't dodge!

He sensed it too late, almost feeling the wind pressure in his neck before he realized that the attack was coming. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info If his cultivation has not yet fallen, he can still dodge it, but with the current Golden Immortal Intermediate Rank, there is absolutely no way to avoid it!

Damn! This secret person's cultivation is so high, and he is still so cautious! It is obvious that he has regarded dozens of previous killers as outcasts to explore the path! Just to test his true cultivation!

In this moment of life and death, Mo Qingshan could only barely raise his left arm and block his throat.

A very vague voice came from his ears, "Hands for lives?

Suddenly, Mo Qingshan felt that the wind pressure was more than twice as strong, enough to cut off his left hand and take his head!

Nangong Wufang in the distance, although he couldn't see the attacker, he could see Uncle Mo suddenly raise his hand, his face was pale, no matter how stupid he was, he knew that the killer had already rushed towards him!

Grandpa Nangong handed over the tail sweep to his grandson, and wanted to go back to the room to rest. When the accident happened, he was about to walk out of the square, and it was too late to rescue him at this time, so he could only shout: "No side be careful! The killer is Xuan Xian!"

Nangong Wufang didn't hear anything at all, whether it was Xuan Immortal, Da Luo, even if it was a Golden Immortal, he was too late!

Then, he watched as the invisible wind blade, only one step away from him, slashed through Mo Qingshan's arm, all the way down, with a "bang", cutting through his clothes and lower abdomen!

Not a throat?!

Everyone was stunned!

Nangong Wufang acted faster than his brain! If he couldn't figure it out, it didn't prevent him from slamming into the empty space in front of Mo Qingshan by inertia!

"Bang!"

A guy wrapped in a black robe was knocked out at once, and gradually appeared in mid-air! Until his figure was completely revealed, he was still a little stunned, looked at his hands stupidly, and muttered: "Impossible! How could I miss! Who tripped me just now!"

The Xuan Immortal, who was in charge of assassination, was tripped by someone while on a mission! The object of the mission was only disemboweled!

One mistake, one wrong step!

He stood in mid-air, looking at the target who was surrounded in an instant, and knew in his heart that this time he would have no chance to make a move!

Nangong Wufang bumped into the sneak attacker, and regardless of whether there was a backhand or not, he believed that Grandpa would be able to deal with it! The top priority now is to hurry up and treat Uncle Mo!

Two-thirds of his left hand was cut off, and his internal organs were desperately flowing out! Although his life was saved, it was also quite dangerous!

"Uncle Mo, Uncle Mo, wake up, don't fall asleep!" Nangong Wufang stretched out his hand and kept rummaging in his holy beast space, in fact, he remembered that there should be nothing left of his pill, but he was unwilling.

"Get out of the way!" a hand gently rested on his shoulder, like a chicken, and tossed him aside.

"Fate?!" Nangong Wufang was not annoyed when he was pushed aside, he still thought that this guy was angry with himself, and he really slept in Youyuan Mountain, and he didn't come here!

Youyuan's fingers quickly peeled off Mo Qingshan's robe, revealing a belly stained red with blood. I saw that he just stretched out his hand to brush it, and the internal organs obediently returned to their original places, and even the blood almost stopped flowing.

He even had the leisure to despise Nangong Wufang, "It's just a little skin injury, and it's worth making a fuss about?"

Nangong Wufang, who was completely relieved, rolled his eyes, "I didn't specialize in this! That's Xuan Xian! How do I know what kind of means that person has! Xuan Xian? This is too bloody, right? Grandpa! I'll help you!"

As soon as the words came out, he realized what kind of enemy he had thrown to his grandfather, and Nangong Wufang jumped up and flew towards the battlefield in the sky.

"It's not like I won't tell you this time, you have to find someone to settle accounts, remember to go to your own grandfather. Master Yuyuan muttered as he kept stitching up the wound on his hand.

A dying voice came from his feet, "Master...... Guru...... Help me...... I'm about to break in two...... You must save me......"

There was a chance to scoop it up, picked up a small snake from its feet, and stuffed a handful of pills into its mouth regardless of 3721, and praised: "Good job." Remember to go to your young master to receive the reward!"

The little snake's eyes suddenly glowed with gold, his waist was no longer sore, and his head didn't hurt anymore, "Master, master, have I really made meritorious contributions? Then I have successfully abandoned the darkness and turned to the light? In the future, I will have the same supply of pills as them?"

"It's all there! Your young master is a good man! I will definitely supply enough and put it all in his account!" Youyuan agreed without hesitation. But in his heart, he secretly calculated that when Mingyue recruited these little guys, he was not his own apprentice! Therefore, they were all from the Vermilion Bird Mansion, and they definitely didn't run!

If there is someone who has come back from the Yuanwu Realm here, he will definitely be able to recognize that this little snake that seems to have tripped the killer and made great achievements has a resounding name, called "Big Yellow Fang", referred to as "Yellow Fang".

Nangong Wufang, who didn't know that he had added another sum to his bill, flew into the air only to find that he couldn't find the black-robed killer again.

is also angry with his grandfather.

"Get out of here! This is the land of the Vermilion Bird Clan! You are hiding, do you still want to hide here for the rest of your life?" Grandpa Nangong roared angrily.

The black-robed man's voice was ethereal again, "The failure of today's mission is due to my bad luck. Suzaku Patriarch, do you want to detain all of today's guests forever?"

"Now that your deeds have been revealed, do you still want to mix in with the guests and wait for an opportunity to escape?" Grandpa Nangong snorted coldly, "You don't want to think about how you lost your hand? If it weren't for your Xuan Immortal cultivation, how could you have a chance to make a move today!"

The breeze in mid-air stagnated slightly, and the voice was much more substantial, "You already knew of my existence?"

Grandpa Nangong was silent, and with a wave of his hand without warning, a fire dragon rushed straight to a certain place in the void, bringing up a trace of blood.

For Nangong Wufang, although he crossed time and space, this was the second time he encountered Xuan Immortal in more than ten days. Coincidentally, it was also a joint battle with his grandfather. He could see at a glance that his grandfather's cultivation was simply incomparable to that of 20,000 years ago. The fire dragon that used to take half a day to brew can now be released at will.

"Grandpa, when did you get promoted? Now you are Xuan Xian?" he whispered. My grandfather is really hidden, no wonder he has the confidence not to rush and let the elder group jump, just waiting for himself to come back so that he can be a hands-off shopkeeper!

"Stop talking nonsense!Concentrate on the enemy!" Grandpa Nangong said angrily.