Chapter 85: Xie Anli carried a sword, and his hatred of heaven collapsed

On the stage, Mo Qingyu's life hung by a thread.

Offstage, Xie An was in chaos.

"It's a competition!"

"No, it's murder!"

"Try!"

"Murder!"

Thousands of thoughts flashed through Xie An's mind, and his eyes gradually became blood-red.

Everyone widened their eyes, looking forward to Mo Qingyu's Jedi counterattack.

Call!

The sword qi roared, heading straight for Mo Qingyu.

Mo Qingyu was desperate, but he still sacrificed a raindrop-like talisman.

The sword aura was cold, ignoring those defensive talismans and smashing them to pieces mercilessly.

Mo Qingyu was covered in injuries, and she didn't know how many sword marks, and she fell miserably in the water.

The water-repellent beads dispersed the water, but they could not disperse the sword qi.

In the air, several elders noticed that something was wrong, but the elders were too far away.

They vied with each other to cast spells and did their best to help.

Elder Shenmu Feng immediately prepared to rescue.

Elder Lu hurriedly popped out the talisman seal and flew towards Mo Qingyu.

Elder Mo flew away quickly.

Elder Ouyang followed closely.

He didn't dare to take out his sword easily, if the two sword qi collided, the power was no less than slashing on his body.

On weekdays, the distance is within easy reach in the blink of an eye.

But now, they feel like the heavens are on different sides.

Mo Qingyu's figure gradually moved away, and several elders became more and more anxious and powerless in their hearts.

Elder Mo looked desperate, like falling into the abyss.

Yun Hatian also reacted at this time, and Mo Qingyu couldn't catch this sword at all.

He tried to make amends, but found out it was too late.

Mo Qingyu closed her eyes in despair, and suddenly, her heart went blank.

At this moment, a figure flashed.

In front of Mo Qingyu's eyes, Xie An's back appeared.

In an instant, in the moment when her thoughts were lost, she saw this back.

She smiled, knowing that it was an illusion, and she suddenly felt a little lost.

Mo Qingyu tried her best to open her eyes, and in the last moments, she wanted to see this back carefully.

Rumble!

That sword qi shook, and the rain was like a wave, splashing quickly in all directions!

Immediately after, Elder Lu's protective array was propped up, but it was shattered by the sword qi.

In the stands, all the disciples opened their mouths in shock.

They looked at the martial arts platform in disbelief, as if they had witnessed the fall of Mo Qingyu.

In mid-air, the elders flew into the sky, only to see the sword qi shatter.

The wanton sword qi evaporated the rain into a mist that shrouded Mo Qingyu.

At that moment, everything was quiet!

Mo Qingyu heard his heartbeat.

She was surprised to find that she was not dead.

Mo Qingyu hurriedly opened his eyes, only to see a figure as tall as a mountain, standing in front of him.

The figure was thin, and it looked even thinner in the rain.

But it was this figure that completely blocked this sword qi for Mo Qingyu.

Xie An!

Mo Qingyu called softly in his heart.

Xie An did not move.

Suddenly, she chuckled in her heart.

If Xie An blocked the sword qi, then he ......

Mo Qingyu was discouraged, she suddenly got up, desperate in her heart.

"It's a competition, but you're moving with killing intent!"

Xie An's voice sounded, extremely cold.

Mo Qingyu was stunned, only to feel that the voice was both familiar and unfamiliar.

Bang dang!

The long sword of the cloud hated the sky fell off and smashed a puddle of water.

He was so confused that he lost his mind and said, "I, I ......"

Yun Hatian wanted to defend himself, but he opened his mouth dumbly, completely confused.

Elder Ouyang stood in front and took a long breath: "It's okay if the rain is clear!" ”

He looked at the clouds in the rain curtain and hated the sky, and suddenly felt bad.

Yun Hates the Heaven's Dao Heart seems to be showing signs of wavering.

"Hate the sky, you don't have to blame yourself, it's okay to clear the rain!"

Elder Ouyang hurriedly comforted.

"Who said it was okay, he almost killed Mo Qingyu!"

Xie An's eyes were bloodshot, and his body exuded a strong killing intent.

When Yun Hatian saw Xie An's eyes, he was timid in his heart, and he actually took two steps back.

These two steps seemed to be stepping on a puddle of water, but they stepped on Elder Ouyang's heart.

He was distressed, and his Dao heart was still shaken.

"Xie An, shut up!"

Elder Ouyang was anxious, but he regretted it as soon as his words came out.

Suddenly, he noticed something was wrong.

Wrong!

Yun Hate Heaven's sword qi, Elder Ouyang naturally knew.

But it is precisely when you know that you will be even more surprised.

The Dao robe on Xie An's chest was shattered into strips of cloth, which was the reason why the sword qi exploded in front of his chest.

But if it exploded in his chest, with Xie An's cultivation, there was no reason for him to be safe and sound.

Although it will not be cut into two pieces, it will at least be blasted into a bloody hole.

He didn't have time to think about it, attributing it to Elder Lu's protective talisman.

Elder Ouyang looked at Xie An, this was the first time he had the intention of hesitating.

It seems that he no longer has a master-apprentice relationship with Xie An.

Yun hated Tian and Xie An, he could only choose one.

Elder Mo passed in front of Xie An, and he found that Xie An's eyes were bloodshot and trembling all over.

"Xie An, don't be rude!"

As he spoke, he hurriedly investigated Mo Qingyu's injuries.

Elder Mo's words, Xie An couldn't hear clearly.

All he felt was a faint voice in his ears.

The voice was hazy, like in a dream.

Even if it is in a dream, it hurts Mo Qingyu, and it must not be forgiven.

Yun Hate Heavenly Dao Heart gradually collapsed, and Elder Ouyang hurriedly stepped forward when he saw this.

If Yun Hatian is allowed to stay here any longer, he will be abolished.

He flicked his sleeves, and just wanted to roll up Yun Hatian and leave.

Suddenly, Xie An moved, as fast as a dragon!

Under the stage, all the disciples shouted in shock.

They didn't expect Xie An to act so quickly.

"Xie An, Hugh is ......"

As soon as Elder Ouyang opened his mouth, he saw that Xie An's figure had disappeared.

He hurriedly looked at Yun Hatian and found that Xie An had actually come behind Yun Hatian.

Elder Ouyang had the heart to stop it, but Xie An was faster.

A sword, mediocre!

Yun Hatian was unable to kneel on the ground, and Yin Yin's blood was oozing from his back.

Blood and rain mix together and turn into "pools of blood" on the ground.

The clouds hated the sky and fell.

The complicated expressions of regret, loss, unwillingness, and disbelief were all written on Yun Hatian's face.

Elder Ouyang chuckled in his heart.

The Dao Heart of the Cloud Hates the Sky has completely collapsed.

"Xie An, what did you do!"

Elder Ouyang was furious, that was his disciple, the only new disciple in this class.

"Those who torture and kill, people will always kill them!"

Xie An's face was gloomy, and his heart was cold.

He slowly raised his head and looked at Mo Qingyu, but smiled with relief.

Elder Ouyang was originally furious, but when he heard Xie An's words, he lost his anger.

He slowly closed his eyes, looking lonely.

At this time, Elder Tian had already rescued Yun Hatian.

He raised his head and met Elder Ouyang's eyes, shook his head, and said, "People are fine, but mourning is greater than dying." ”

Elder Ouyang turned his head suddenly, looked at the head of the house in the air, and shouted: "Ouyang Zi requests, today I will bring my disciple Yun to hate the world and go to the mountain, and if you want to seek the sword heart, please ask the head of the sect to agree!" ”

After all, he didn't wait for the head of the house.

Ouyang Zi carried the quiet cloud hating the sky, and the two turned into Changhong and disappeared into the rain curtain.

Xie An's killing intent did not dissipate, he swept over everyone, and everyone was silent.

The third prince suddenly took a half step back: "He, he, is not a human!" ”