Chapter 21: Master of the Blade

Hearing Qin Hao's laughter, Han Li, who was standing beside him, inexplicably wanted to give him a fireball technique.

This laughter is really too bad.

"Do it!"

With a loud shout, Qin Hao suddenly closed the door of the room.

Wave your hand and hit the candle in the room with a hidden weapon.

At the same time, Han Li shook his hand and threw out a projectile, which exploded in the room, emitting a thick smoke that made the entire environment in the room become hazy.

I can't see anything clearly.

"You two rebels, it's good!" Seeing this, Mo Juren sneered and shouted, "Catch, catch these two guys for me." ”

Order.

The burly man in black standing beside him suddenly pounced on Qin Hao, who was the closest.

With both hands outstretched, with a fierce wind sound, he grabbed Qin Hao's neck.

"It's just a low-grade corpse, heh......!"

Silently, Qin Hao secretly used the wind to fight against the wind, and cooperated with Luo Yanbu to dodge.

At the same time, he shook his hand and threw a porcelain bottle at Mo Juren.

Mo Juren reacted extremely quickly, and raised his hand to make a hidden weapon, accurately hitting the porcelain bottle in the thick fog and darkness, shattering it.

"Whoa......!"

The porcelain bottle shattered, and another part of the poison inside began to volatilize naturally.

Mix inside the air in a sealed room.

At the same time, Qin Hao's figure flickered, like a ghostly phantom, silently escaping into the beam of the room, and hibernate quietly for the time being.

"Do you think you can get me by such means?"

Mo Juren showed a confident sneer, and his old body became tall and proud at this moment.

There is an extra kind of majesty of the superior on his body.

"Today, I'll let you two see what it means to be a ghost."

Although the environment was dark and the smoke was thick, he could not see with his eyes.

But he's also very good at hearing and discerning positions.

After a short moment of silence, Mo Juren suddenly moved, his old and unbearable body was carrying a series of vague afterimages at this moment.

Lunge towards Han Li in the darkness.

"Ding, ding, ding......!"

The sword bell in Han Li's hand flickered, causing the silk threads as thin as a hair to wrap around and bind.

At the same time, he slashed at Mo Juren's neck with a backhand.

"Just you, you want to fight me?" Mo Juren flicked his backhand and struck the blade face with precision, deflecting the direction of the blade's slash.

At the same time, he slapped his palm on Han Li's chest.

Although Han Li was not shocked, he also used Luo Yanbu to fight against the wind, and used his body technique to dodge.

For a while.

actually had a relationship with Mo Juren, who was seriously injured.

"Why hasn't Senior Brother Qin done it yet, what is he waiting for?" Han Li was a little anxious in his heart, facing Mo Juren, he was under a lot of pressure.

Suddenly, he felt Mo Juren's movements slow and let out a muffled snort.

"Good, good!"

"He secretly poisoned me in secret!"

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Han Li decisively distanced himself and hid in the corner.

Equally quiet and dormant.

"Get ready, attack with a fireball."

Suddenly, a somewhat familiar voice sounded out of thin air in his mind, causing Han Li to be instinctively stunned for a moment.

But soon, he reacted that it was Qin Hao's voice.

In the thick darkness of smoke.

Qin Hao waited patiently, and when he sensed that Mo Juren Yungong suppressed the poison in his body, he knew that the best opportunity had come.

"Whew......!"

The powerful divine consciousness that was comparable to the fifth layer of the Qi cultivation period violently impacted Mo Juren's spirit.

His mental consciousness was in a trance.

At the same moment, Qin Hao and Han Li, two fireball techniques were sent out almost at the same time, one after the other, blocking Mo Juren's dodge position.

While he was in a trance, let the fireball technique hit him successfully.

"Ah......h

A scream suddenly sounded.

Mo Juren was instantly incinerated into a pile of ashes.

As for the Yu Zitong Yuan Shen in his body, he flew out of Mo Juren's body as soon as Qin Hao's divine sense impact was carried out.

Trying to hide in a corner.

"Where to run!"

Qin Hao, who had been prepared for a long time, shouted loudly and took the initiative to rush towards Yu Zitong.

The five fingers of his right hand formed into a claw-like shape, and he fiercely grabbed Yu Zitong's weak primordial spirit, while faintly blocking the direction of Han Li's attack.

"Damn ......!"

Yu Zitong secretly scolded angrily.

But in order to survive, he had to take the initiative to rush to Qin Hao, who had a lower cultivation, and tried to forcibly take it, and then wanted to use his body to deceive Han Li into living.

"Fish, hooked!"

Qin Hao was secretly happy, and his body involuntarily stopped in place.

Seeing this, Han Li cautiously kept quiet for the time being, hiding in the dark, and carefully observing Qin Hao's every move.

……

……

Meanwhile.

Inside Qin Hao's sea of knowledge.

When Yu Zitong's Yuan Shen came in violently, he was immediately stunned.

"How is that possible?"

"How can your Yuan Shen transcend cultivation so much?!"

In his sense of consciousness.

The core area of this sea space suddenly lit up with an illusory vision of an extraordinary day, with a strong sense of heat.

Powerful and somewhat unexpected.

At this moment, Yu Zitong instinctively felt that he seemed to have chosen the wrong target, and he should choose another black boy, Han Li.

"Daoist friends spare their lives, I am a scattered cultivator ......."

"A bold fanatic, you dare to get an axe in front of this seat!" Qin Hao's Yuan Shen shouted, and the Yuan Shen Light Ball suddenly moved, and took the initiative to kill the weak Yu Zitong Yuan Shen.

Although the size is smaller, it is more compact.

The outer layer is shrouded in a layer of black and white dazzling mysterious flames, which are extraordinary.

It is far more impactful and powerful than Yu Zitong's seemingly huge size, but in fact it is a little illusory and hazy. The two sides just looked at each other, and Yu Zitong's Yuan Shen was defeated and retreated.

It is not Qin Hao's opponent at all.

"Fellow Daoist slowly, I have an important matter to discuss with fellow Daoists."

I heard Yu Zitong's somewhat eager scream.

Qin Hao's Yuan Shen offensive paused slightly, and asked in a cold voice: "Tell me, if you can move me, I don't mind letting you live." ”

"Anyway, it seems that you are also a poor person who was mutilated by that Mo Juren."

When Yu Zitong heard these words, he was overjoyed.

Immediately, he did not hesitate to talk about his past with Mo Juren.

Among them, the true and the false are mixed with each other.

In his words, he showed strong anger and disdain for Mo Juren, thinking that he was a mediocre mortal, and what qualifications did he have to coexist with immortal cultivators like them.

"That Mo Juren destroyed my body, and he still wants to become an immortal cultivator, he really doesn't know whether he is alive or dead."

Soon, Yu Zi's fairy tale changed, and he said quite proudly: "But if a person like Daoyou who is born with a spiritual root stays in the mundane for a long time, wouldn't it be a waste of life." ”

"I am not talented, but I am a person from a family of cultivating immortals."

"If the Taoist friends are willing to find a new body with spiritual roots for Zaixia, they will help Zai Xia to be reborn. He is willing to introduce Taoist friends to the elders of the clan and accept Taoist friends as disciples. ”

"From now on, enjoy the immortal life of immortal cultivation."