"Please, take a sword!"

Mo Li's clear and firm voice echoed in the room, making the faces of Xiang Wentian and the other four extremely ugly.

And at the moment when the words fell, Mo left the sword.

Zheng!

A Qingyue sword roared, like a dragon's roar, high-pitched and pleasant, and the four people who were shocked trembled.

The sword light, a fierce sword light mottled with black and red, slashed towards the four of them in an indomitable and resolute attitude.

The chill, the icy chill to the bone, completely surrounded the four people present.

It was the breath of death.

This was the first time they had seen Mo Li's sword, and most likely the last.

Mo Li was really murderous.

He rarely wanted to kill so much, and the last time he faced Zuo Lengchan and Huo Xiu.

It seems that people in this world are always not afraid of death, no matter how ruthless he shoots or how many masters he kills, there are always people who come to him one after another to find trouble.

He had no other good way than to use the sword in his hand to make these people pay an irreparable price.

The sword light, the extremely condensed sword light, already occupied all the visions of the four of them.

In heaven and on earth, there is nothing but this sword!

Inside the black and red mottled sword light, with an invincible faith, with a lot of killing machines that kill everything, it is full of momentum, mighty, as if it wants to smash the heavens and the earth!

How could these people have ever seen such a terrifying sword intent?

Under that murderous aura, they only felt that their bodies were stiff, and they wanted to wield their weapons to resist, but their hearts were full of fear and fear, and they had no courage at all.

Yes, in the face of this sword, they don't even have the courage to fight back!

In addition to asking the sky.

This left envoy of light, who has entered the pinnacle for many years, not only has his own skills reached the peak, but also often seen the undefeated shots of the East, and he has long been aware of the terrifying power of the grandmaster.

Moreover, Mo Li did not use his innate sword intent, and with his martial arts, he could naturally get rid of the influence of Mo Li's murderous aura.

He knew that there was no way to retreat at this moment, so he pulled out the long knife on his waist without hesitation, and all the distracting thoughts in his heart were expelled with the operation of his skills, and there was only that stunning sword light in front of him!

Kill!

Xiang Wentian sighed in his heart, his whole body was condensed, the long knife in his hand fell, and he immediately headed towards the sword light!

The sword light was like frost, and the fierce and cold qi filled the entire room, and it seemed that the sword momentum was faintly and inseparable.

Not to mention, there is also an unrivaled strong sword intent in his sword technique, and he wants to destroy everything in people!

Not only must the opponent's body be destroyed, but even the faith and soul must be killed and wiped out together!

Arrogant, domineering, and murderous!

This is Xiang Wentian's sword, and it is the capital of his battle to sit firmly on the left envoy of the Sun and Moon God Sect of Light!

If you want me to die, then I will die, and I will bite off a piece of your flesh!

This is the truest thought in Xiang Wentian's heart.

It's a pity that the ending is destined to disappoint him and everyone present.

Sen Leng sword light, after coming into contact with the indomitable mottled sword light, was completely crushed in an instant, and the sword light shattered in an instant.

He could only hear the crisp sound of gold and iron clashing, and Xiang Wentian only felt that a boundless force was coming, and the scimitar made of hundreds of refined steel in his palm was directly cut off!

The sharp sword qi rushed and slashed straight to the neck!

Poof!

There was a dull sound, and everyone saw that between the splattering of blood light, the burly tall old man's head slammed to the ground, and the blood fountain gushed three feet, dyeing all his white clothes scarlet!

A sword owl!

Another sword owl!

Sword Demon, still that Sword Demon!

The remaining three looked at the headless corpse on the ground with a look of fear, looked at the severed scimitar, and then looked at Mo Li, their faces and eyes were full of fear, and they were so frightened that their teeth collided up and down.

Dead, Xiang Wentian is dead!

The dignified left envoy of light, the top big man of the Sun and Moon God Sect, died under Mo Li's sword like this!

As rumored, one sword, he only made one sword!

Under the sword, the corpse was separated, as if it was not a top master in the world, but a chicken and duck on the side of the road.

The three of them looked at the white-clothed figure standing with a sword, and only felt that the sense of fear had drowned out all reason!

Mo Li looked at the three of them, his eyes finally fixed on Ren Yingying, and he walked over.

Looking at the young swordsman with a grim face walking towards her, Ren Yingying could no longer suppress the fear in her heart!

She screamed and shouted, "Stop, you can't kill me, you can't kill me!" ”

"Oh, why can't I kill you?"

Mo Li's sword slowly rested on her neck, and she said with a cold face: "Could it be that you are only allowed to threaten me, and I can't take your life?" ”

"I am the Holy Aunt of the Sun and Moon God Sect, I am the daughter of the previous sect leader, if you kill me, the entire Sun and Moon God Sect will definitely kill you at all costs to avenge me!"

Ren Yingying said urgently: "Dongfang Undefeated will never let you go, will never let you go!" ”

"Let me go, as long as you let me go, I will promise you any conditions, and I will help you cover up the death of your uncle......"

At the critical moment of her life, Ren Yingying no longer regained her coldness, but shouted hysterically for mercy like a mad dog.

People are afraid of death, especially Xiang Wentian, whom she respects the most, died in front of her!

Martial arts are not as good as others, and they can't escape, under the endless despair, it's no wonder that Ren Yingying behaves like this.

Thinking of the way she and Xiang Wentian threatened her, Mo Li smiled coldly, did not answer, the long sword in his hand was slightly forced, and the sharp blade left a bloody mark on her white and slender neck.

"No...... No, no! ”

Ren Yingying retreated again and again, and said with a crying voice: "You let me go, I won't dare to provoke you in the future, and I will release all the people from the Huashan faction for you, please ......"

Puff......

Before she could finish speaking, the blade had already slit her throat, and blood splattered the faces of the other two!

This scheming, beautiful and beautiful Demon Sect Holy Aunt, just clutched her throat like this, and the rest of the words in her mouth were blocked by the blood pouring in.

There was a look of disbelief in her beautiful eyes, and her other hand grabbed through the air, as if trying to grasp life, but in the end it was in vain.

As the blood flowed more and more, she slammed her body to the ground, completely lifeless.

Ren Yingying died.

Zu Qianqiu Heping pointed at the fear in his heart even better, even Xiang Wentian and Ren Yingying died under the other party's sword, not to mention them?!

This sword demon, with such a heavy murderous nature, is really like a rumor, he will not give the Sun Moon God Sect at all, and he will not give the East any face to be undefeated!

Poof! Poof!

Both of them fell to their knees as soon as their knees weakened, trembling all over.

They weren't hard-boned people in the first place, otherwise they wouldn't have been controlled by the Sun Moon God Sect's Three Corpse Brain Divine Pills, and they would have been killed and killed.

"Spare your life, Mo Daxia spare your life!"

"Please Mo Daxia spare the life of the old man, the old man is willing to be a cow and a horse for the hero!"

……

The two are also well-known left masters in the rivers and lakes, but at the moment, under the threat of life and death, they can't care about anything, and they keep kowtowing to Mo Li, and all their words are pleading.

If you don't ask for it, you can't do it, you can resist it by force, and you have tried it, but your head is still on the ground, and you can't look at it; And with the background threat, Ren Yingying, who was undefeated in the east, was still bleeding from her throat at this time.

The two of them were self-assured, except for kneeling and begging for mercy, they had no third way to go.

Mo Li looked at the two of them, smiled faintly, put away his sword and returned it to its sheath, and said, "If I don't kill the two of you, it's okay, tell me, what's going on with the Huashan faction?!" ”

He would not let the Huashan faction go alone and not mention the task, just Yue Lingshan's life-saving grace to him was worthy of his rescue at all costs.

I have to say that Ren Yingying's threat did hit him seven inches.

It's just that the more this happens, the more Mo Li can't spare her, and he has to kill her by thunderbolt in order to deter the world and fight him less Mo Li's idea!

As for the failure of the mission, Mo was not afraid.

is great and trapped in this world, as long as he can break through the realm of the great grandmaster, he can learn from Zhang Sanfeng and go away!

"Huashan faction?"

Ping Yi's eyes widened, and he hurriedly said: "The old man doesn't know, the old man doesn't know, the old man just received the order of the Holy Aunt to come here, and he didn't reveal anything to the old man!" ”

Ren Yingying and the others just took a fancy to his medical skills and brought him here, thinking that maybe it would come in handy, and the plan and arrangement would naturally not be revealed to him.

"Don't you know?"

Mo Li's eyes looked at the poor scholar.

Zu Qianqiu regretted it in his heart, he knew that this guy was so powerful, he shouldn't have volunteered to come in the first place, he thought that he could serve in front of the holy aunt, and he would have to get the antidote to the Three Corpse Brain Divine Pill for a few months, but now, now, right now......

He sighed deeply and said: "The Huashan faction, I know a little bit about it, the Holy Aunt and the Xiang Zuo envoy arranged for the night owl Ji Wushi, the old man, the Mobei Shuangxiong and others to lead more than 100 underworld masters to the Huashan faction, at this moment, I am afraid that the Huashan faction will fall into their hands, within ten days, if the Holy Aunt does not communicate with them, they will kill the Huashan faction up and down!" ”

"Ten days of effort? Fortunately, there are still ten days! ”

Mo Li raised his eyebrows, and a touch of hope appeared in his heart, although the land of southern Hunan is thousands of miles away from Guanzhong, and the road is rugged and difficult, but ten days of hard work, under the whip of the horse, may not be able to catch up with Huashan!

And the system has never sent a message that the mission has failed, presumably there is still salvation!

"Quick, you two quickly go and buy horses, let's set off for the Huashan faction!"

Mo Li commanded, and said: "Don't think about running away, you should know that there are people in this river and lake who are willing to find the two of you for me!" ”

Zu Qianqiu Heping pointed at the two of them, glanced at each other, and had a wry smile on their faces.

They naturally knew that Mo Li's words were not false, there were too many people in the rivers and lakes who wanted to have a relationship with this current grandmaster, and Ren Yingying and Xiang Wentian, who died on the ground, were examples.

The two of them answered, and then walked quickly outside.

With Zu Qianqiu's martial arts and experience in the rivers and lakes, it is only a matter of moments to purchase a fast horse.

Mo Li didn't dare to delay, and after the two of them came back with the horse, they immediately checked out, and the horse went towards Huashan.

As soon as he left with his front foot, several sneaky figures entered the inn with his back foot.

This is the spies of the major forces in the rivers and lakes to inquire about him.

"It's ......!"

When those spies saw Ren Yingying and Xiang Wentian who were dead on the ground, their pupils shrank, and their faces showed unspeakable expressions.

Demon Cult Light Left Envoy! Demon Cult Holy Aunt!

Such two big men even died under his sword?!

When it comes to martial arts, although these two people are not as good as Zuo Lengchan and Huo Xiu, when it comes to identity, these two are not inferior, and there is a current grandmaster standing behind them!

"Quick, get the news back!"

Someone yelled urgently.

A group of spies scattered in all directions, and they all knew in their hearts that the rivers and lakes were only afraid that they would really set off a storm!

……

When the sun sets, next to the island, it is the time of high tide, and waves rush to the shore, and sometimes high waves crash.

On a rock, there sat an old man cross-legged, with a round face, the top of his head was already half-bald, but with a kind smile on his face, he was very easy to get along with.

The waves are coming, several feet high, and the majesty is awe-inspiring, and they want to submerge the reef.

The old man suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes burst out with a light that was almost like substance, and then slapped it with a palm!

The palm power is surging, the palm is huge, and the strength is rushing, turning into another big wave, rolling up the sea water a little!

Bang!

The two waves collided, and the sound of the uproar was endless, like a tsunami erupting!

The palm power subsided, and the waves disintegrated, turning into waves, which receded with the tide.

Seeing this scene, the servants standing on the side were swaying, and only he could do it with manpower to resist the power of heaven.

He shouted: "Island owner, there is news from the Central Plains!" ”

The old man heard this, glanced at him, and slowly stood up from the reef.

At the moment when he stood up, he didn't know how to move, his body turned into countless afterimages, and suddenly appeared beside the servant.

The old man took the letter from the servant's hand, looked at it carefully, couldn't help but squint his eyes slightly, and said, "Provoked the undefeated East?" Okay, the old man wants to see if you, the grandmaster, live up to your name! ”

……

Heng Shandong, more than 40 miles northwest of Pingding Prefecture, there is a piece of mountain rock red as blood, the water flow is turbulent on the long beach, the local people call it the orangutan beach.

Not far from it, a dangerous peak rises from the ground, steep, pitch black, this place is the general altar of the Sun and Moon God Cult of Megatron, the Black Wood Cliff.

An old man with a sallow face and a cold temperament hurriedly walked on the road to the Wende Palace, but everyone who passed by hurriedly saluted and shouted, 'I've seen Elder Jia'.

However, this person was unconscious, his steps became more and more hurried, and his expression was extremely restless. Everyone was amazed, how could the yellow-faced Venerable Jia Bu, who had always been known for his calmness, be like this today?!

However, this person's martial arts are so high, far above the ordinary masters in the rivers and lakes, and he is extremely powerful in the sect, no one dares to stop him for interrogation, so he can only mutter in his heart.

Soon, Jabu arrived at the gate of the Wende Temple.

There, several guards guarded the gate firmly, and one of the leaders shouted: "Bold, you are not allowed to trespass into the Wende Hall without being summoned by the sect master!" ”

"Something's wrong, there's something big!"

Jia Bu said with a worried expression: "Is the sect leader inside?!" ”

"The Sect Master is resting." The leader of the guards replied.

"Okay, then please help me pass it through, just say, just say ......"

Jia Bu swallowed hard and said, "Let's just say that the left envoy Xiang Wentian and the holy aunt Ren Yingying both died in the hands of the sword demon." ”

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