Feng Yi suddenly had never been kind: "Okay! The spirit sword was given to Mo Qingran, and the spirit witch went with him. ”

Lingyin Wu has never left the tribe, and he can barely make a living by relying on some of his own divination, so how can he suffer that sin.

She began to shake all over, as if something had come to her, and just as she was about to speak, she felt a hard blow on her back.

It hurt so much that she turned her head.

Although the sword in Mo Qingran's hand was not unsheathed, when it was against Lingyin Wu's neck, it still really jumped her.

Although she can do divination, she is always flesh and blood.

If Mo Qingran was unhappy and smoked at will, she was really afraid that her neck and body could be separated in an instant.

Lingxiaohe stepped forward to persuade: "Speak well." ”

"Get out of the way, peacemaker." Mo Qingran gave Lingxiao River a big white eye.

Ling Xiaohe's lips moved a few times, and he had no choice but to retreat.

Who let Mo Qingran win by force now?

After retreating a little distance, Lingxiaohe shook his head and sighed: "You can't rule by force, you want to write." ”

"Shut up." Mo Qingran was not afraid of everyone's gaze at all, and she naturally knew that Feng Yi had gritted her teeth with hatred.

Above this hall, Feng Yi dared to speak before she could speak to teach other female chiefs, and Mo Qingran was the first person.

Everyone was secretly observing Feng Yi's expression, ready to withdraw at any time.

However, Feng Yimei smiled: "Lingyin Wu listens to the order, this spirit sword is kept by you, if Mo Qingran really needs it, you can give this spirit sword to her to use." ”

Lingyin Wu knew that he couldn't escape, so he had to kneel on the ground, kneel over, and raise his hands to catch the spirit sword.

She didn't want to go, and her hands trembled a little.

When the spirit sword was placed in her hand, she fell to the ground.

The spirit sword fell directly to the ground, and flew up directly after touching the ground.

Flying around the main hall non-stop.

"Bold!" Feng Yi Nu, her very precious spirit sword hates being thrown to the ground the most.

Lingyin Wu was so frightened that he couldn't speak, and kept kowtowing, and only begged for mercy after a while: "I didn't expect the spirit sword to be so heavy, I, I have no power to restrain the chicken, I"

She couldn't think of any other reason to calm Feng Yi's anger and not punish her.

No one dared to come forward and intercede.

"Great Chief, without further ado, we should set off as soon as possible." Mo Qingran's waist was straight, his right arm suddenly stretched out, and his left hand drew his sword: "Go." ”

I saw the inky blue-dyed peachwood sword flying towards the spirit sword.

No one had ever seen such a spectacle.

The peachwood sword emitted a faint orange light, and the spirit sword suddenly stopped in mid-air as if it had heard some order, and the tip of the sword was facing the peachwood sword.

The spirit sword emits a pale green light, and there is once a legend that this spirit sword actually came from hell.

An ordinary ancient sword, which has a trace of aura because it is stained with the blood of its master, becomes a fierce sword by sucking resentful spirits.

No one knew how Feng Yi could have owned this sword.

In order to make everyone support him, Feng Yi changed the name of the fierce sword to the spirit sword.

For so many years, she relied on the resentful spirits of the nine-headed black snake to feed this sword.

Seeing that it was about to become a weapon that killed all directions, now she had to give Mo Qingran.

In fact, she also has her own thoughts.

If both sides lose, then the Spirit Sword will take this opportunity to devour more resentful spirits.

But the scene in front of her was something Feng Yi had never seen.

Mo Qingran's sword was nothing more than an ordinary peachwood sword, and she personally inspected it before allowing Mo Qingran to use it and bring it into the main hall.

How could this peachwood sword confront the spirit sword now.

The spirit sword suddenly gathered the surrounding spirits and became even more gloomy.

Many people hurriedly retreated, for fear that they would inexplicably become unjust souls under the sword.

When the time comes, even the soul will be swallowed.

There are really no bones and souls left.

Feng Yi also stepped back vigilantly, and let the two maids stand in front of her, just in case.

The spirit sword slammed forward, and the tip of the sword went straight to the peachwood sword.

In the midst of everyone's exclamations, the spirit sword sliced the peachwood sword in half.

Immediately after, a burst of green light flashed, and the peachwood sword turned into sawdust.

Scattered all over the place.

Mo Qingran stood in place all the time, not moving.

Seeing his peachwood sword turn into crumbs, he didn't even blink an eye.

Feng Yi saw that the faint green color of the spirit sword had faded, and knew that its anger had subsided, and she was about to step forward to round this matter.

At this moment, the peachwood sword, which was obviously already a piece of sawdust, was instantly restored.

It was so fast that everyone didn't see how the peachwood sword was changed back.

The orange light of the peachwood sword seemed to be a little brighter than before.

The spirit sword was furious, and it spun around in a circle until the crumbs were scattered unrecognizable.

It's about to turn to dust.

The crowd applauded again.

Although they don't know exactly what they are celebrating.

Feng Yi coughed lightly, just took a step, and her mouth just opened to speak.

I saw the dust rushing from all directions to the palm of Mo Qingran's hand.

The dark blue dyed body began to glow orange.

Everyone was shocked!

She actually upgraded at this moment?

The peachwood sword was intact in Mo Qingran's hands.

The brightness is even greater than before.

Mo Qingran lifted his sword and flew away.

The speed was so fast that no one could understand what was going on, and the spirit sword had been cut in half.

That's a spirit sword!

Not to mention sharpening a peachwood sword, even cutting a mountain is a matter of minutes.

However, now it was cut in half by the inky blue-dyed peachwood sword.

The spirit sword originally had a restoration function, and everyone thought that the spirit sword would soon be restored to its original state.

Mo Qingran directly inserted the peachwood sword into the back half of the spirit sword, only to hear all kinds of strange shouts of "ah......" one after another.

Feng Yi reacted at this time: "Don't!" ”

"Are you crazy? How dare you release the resentful spirits in the spirit sword? ”

As soon as Feng Yi shouted like this, everyone understood what Mo Qingran was doing.

No wonder those shouts were so terrifying.

Everyone hurriedly protected themselves.

Lingyin Wu is the worst, her physique is already easy to provoke this thing, and now the resentful spirits who can't find the exit are all flying towards her.

There are also all sorts of terrible cries.

Mo Qingran didn't raise his eyelids, and with a slight lift of his right toe, he kicked the other half of the spirit sword up.

With a slight slap of his right hand, he directly injected this half into the peachwood sword.

Only then did she let go of the other half of the spirit sword.

The two halves of the spirit sword had to merge into one, and naturally the other half took the initiative to fly into the peachwood sword.

At the same time, the wraiths that had just been released were all summoned back to the peachwood sword with a miserable scream.

Lingyin Wu was so frightened that she almost urinated, and secretly thought in her heart: Fortunately, I didn't offend Mo Qing, so I went with her to make soy sauce, right?

With such a powerful ink blue dye, where does she need this waste wood to help destroy the school?

Did she pay by mistake after all? Should she follow Mo Qingran?

Lingyin Wu quietly glanced at Feng Yi.

Feng Yi's face was pale, but she didn't dare to be angry.

Mo Qingran turned around in a super sassy way at this time, knelt on one leg, held the sword and pestle on the ground in his right hand, and bowed his head slightly: "Subordinate Mo Qingran took the order to go and say goodbye." ”

What the hell is this farewell!

Where is this command!

This is clearly a provocation!

Feng Yi was so angry that she almost couldn't get angry, but she endured it.

When she comes back, there will naturally be a way to deal with her.

The brocade eyebrows and the thief observed: Is this about to change? He doesn't seem to have offended Mo Qingran, right?

Everyone has such a careful thought.

The Yuanlin tribe has no loyalty to commend.

Whoever is strong can become the female chief of the Great Chief.

Mo Qingran and Feng Yi both knew this.

Lingyin Wu looked at Mo Qing and ignored him, and hurriedly got up to look at Feng Yi.

Feng Yi picked up the stone teacup next to her and threw it over: "Don't keep up with her yet!" I'll know what's going on. ”

"Yes." Lingyin Wu was hit on the instep of her right foot, and she jumped out in pain.

After a while, Hu Da came to report: "The chief of Qingye has led three hundred cavalry. ”

"Let it be!" Feng Yi gave up as soon as she heard that it was only three hundred, she deliberately didn't say how many people she dyed Mo Qing, she was doing the final test.

Unfortunately, this test was useless.

She was determined to destroy Mo Qingran.

She hooked her fingers and asked Jin Mei to step forward: "You go and find Mr. Xuetang and ask her to deal with Mo Qingran well, just say that Mo Qingran deliberately provoked, not my intention." ”

Although Jin Mei was stunned to see Taichu, this was his chance: "Yes, set off immediately." ”