This is a great opportunity for the Netherworld disciples who want to turn over as the main Netherworld.

Sure enough, before Mo Xiuxiu could get up, countless swords slashed at her, threatening to chop her into pulp.

At this critical moment, Mo Xiuxiu rolled neatly to avoid the abuse of this wave of swords, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

But her luck didn't last long, and the next sword attacks came like a storm, multiple sharp blades slashing at the top of her head at the same time.

Everyone's goal is her head.

After a period of life-and-death struggle, Mo Xiuxiu had already been stabbed several times, blood and sweat soaked through her clothes, and even the strength to hold the sword was almost gone.

At this time, Wu Li in the distance suddenly spoke, "Miss Mo is really a heroine among women who does not let her eyebrows go, which makes me very admired in my heart!" ”

"You are a demon traitor, what qualifications do you have to admire me? Say less about these disgusting people. Mo Xiuxiu said coldly, without a trace of warmth in her words.

If it weren't for the expression on Wuli's face being covered by a mask, Mo Xiuxiu would definitely be able to see her kind smile.

Smiling and smiling, she suddenly stopped laughing, "You have a unique skill, if you don't eradicate it as soon as possible, sooner or later it will become a big problem for my clan, and you can't be left today." But I can assure you that if you will hand over the key, I will keep you dead. ”

"Stop dreaming! None of you will get the key until I die!" ”

With a high-pitched shout, Mo Xiuxiu emitted a wave of light from his palm to resist the attack of those swords.

Mo Xiuxiu suddenly discovered the mystery under the horse's belly, only to see her quickly grab the chain that tripped her and pump it to the horse's belly, and the hilt of the hoopoe sword was immediately exposed.

With a flick of her hand, the chain wrapped around the hilt of the sword, and with a slight push she regained her strength, and the hoopoe sword fell firmly into her hand.

With the sword in her hand, Mo Xiuxiu immediately cut off the hand holding the weapon on her head.

Crackling, severed hands, blood and water fell to the ground in unison with wails, and some severed hands even smashed on Mo Xiuxiu's body, leaving a pool of blood on his clothes.

The people who lost their arms didn't have time to make a backward movement, and Mo Xiuxiu ended their lives with extremely fast swordsmanship.

Clearing the obstacle in front of her, she stood up with a carp straightened, her posture as tall as a pine.

Taking the opportunity to straighten her messy hair, Mo Xiuxiu proudly and proudly shouted at Wuli: "If you want the key, then you have to ask me if the hoopoe sword in my hand agrees!" ”

Wu Li immediately applauded, "Even the hoopoe sword is willing to give, presumably You Zhiqi values you very much." ”

As soon as these words came out, the person who was originally going to be eager to try stopped again, You Zhiqi's identity and the power of the hoopoe sword were already well-known, and fighting against it was tantamount to death.

In order to stabilize people's hearts, Wu Li said to the disciples, "What if she has a hoopoe sword in her hand, she is not You Zhiqi, and she may not have the ability of You Zhiqi!" ”

This seemed to be useful, and the disciples who were still a little cowering began to step forward in small batches, and said without worry: "Whoever of you is the first to kill Mo Xiuxiu can become the new master of the hoopoe sword!" ”

"Rush!" The enemies shouted again and rushed towards Mo Xiuxiu, these people were like a flood of beasts, and Mo Xiuxiu had no other way but to swing his sword to meet the enemy.

Although there are many enemies, with the Hoopoe Sword and the Absolute Sound Sword in her hand, she makes two swords, both rigid and soft, and she is like a fish in water when she swims around the disciples of the Demon Sect.

Wherever Mo Xiuxiu's feet pass, there will be no one who breathes.

She suddenly remembered the knife technique taught by Luo Qisheng, and just took the opportunity to verify the results.

So she quickly used the first trick she learned, which not only knocked all the people led to the ground, but also fell a large part of the thick trees on the side.

Wu Liwu, who was still shouting just now, was also confused at this time, and the three fierce ghosts next to him were all shocked and speechless, Mo Xiuxiu's martial arts were completely beyond their imagination.

The menacing Mo Xiuxiu took advantage of the situation to cut off a few more heads, and the blood flowed unscrupulously.

Everyone knows that the more you kill, the more courageous you are, it is difficult to deal with, and blood will only make the belief in her heart stronger.

Seeing that no one dared to step forward anymore, one of the fierce ghosts simply kissed the battlefield, "You really damn it!" ”

With a furious shout, the little ghost waved his hand with a knife, "I will send you to the western sky, and this life is not in vain." ”

Hearing the sound of "clang", the knife in the little ghost's hand has been cut in two by the hoopoe.

Mo Xiuxiu immediately used the second move, and a cold light immediately flashed out, and she rushed towards the little ghost face door at a high speed.

Where the sword qi swept through, another big tree broke.

Look at the little imp again, his head has been split in half and fell to the ground like two scoops full of blood.

Mo Xiuxiu, who was not puzzled, stopped his waist and cut off his body, and in an instant, blood flowed everywhere, and the scene looked so impermeable, and the mask on Wu's face almost didn't fall off, which showed the active expression on her face.

Mo Xiuxiu's face, hands, clothes, and shoes were all stained with blood, and the only thing that was still clean was the key that she tied around her waist.

"How can it be!" After roaring this, the middle ghost came to Xiang Yang with a scimitar in his hand, "I killed one of my brothers with just one move, you little girl really has two brushes." ”

Although he was masked, Mo Xiuxiu could still feel the murderous aura coming from him, it was no longer as simple as being unkind.

The green tendons on the middle ghost's hands flared up, "I don't care how powerful you are, if you kill my brother, you have to fill in his life, I want you to die without a place to be buried!" ”

After that, the middle ghost slashed at Mo Xiuxiu's head as quickly as lightning, and Mo Xiuxiu immediately leaned back. Although her body was not harmed in any way, the knife still shaved off the hairpin on her head.

Soon, the middle ghost used a second move, and this knife was mixed with a sudden wind to blow all of Mo Xiuxiu's scattered hair away.

Recalling the swordsmanship taught by Luo Qisheng, there was almost no hesitation, she concentrated all her strength on her right arm, and reflexively swung it out.

Although the ghost dodged quickly, his knife-wielding arm was still separated from his body, and along with the ghost's torn body, he became a victim of the hoopoe's sword.

Seeing that the two generals in his clan were killed and one injured, the big ghost was shocked and angry at the same time.

The three of them have always been in the same breath, and made a wish to live and die together, but now that his two younger brothers are dead and disabled, or in front of his own eyes, how can he not be angry?

The more I thought about it, the more angry I became, and the big ghost seemed to have gathered all his resentment for a lifetime on Mo Xiuxiu.