Hula~poof...!

Seeing that above the Tiangang Absolute Formation, the 'rainstorm' woven by the golden blade shadow suddenly attacked, no matter how the two of them dodged, or waved the blade wave to parry, they couldn't stop this violent golden blade shadow in the slightest!

The spiritual shields were broken in an instant, and then the clothes were torn and scattered, the skin and flesh were opened, and blood splattered .......

And at this last critical moment, I saw that I and my son were going to be strangled to death.

Mo Xiaojiu gritted his teeth, shouted loudly, and rushed to the southeast corner desperately, while he shouted: "Son, run!"

Bang~!

The situation was turning, and the surrounding space was chaotic for a while, Mo Zhuang looked at Mo Xiaojiu in shock and crashed into the barrier in the southeast corner, and actually broke through the big array with his self-exposure... In order to win a glimmer of life for him!

The southeast barrier was broken, and the Tiangang Earth Absolute Formation was broken, and it was instantly wiped out.

The shadow of the endless sword blade that was in front of him also disappeared, and Mo Zhuang was swept away by Mo Xiaojiu's huge self-aeration wave.

Mo Zhuang, who was sitting on the ground, looked at the deep pit and the red left by Mo Xiaojiu's self-exposure, and he muttered in shock: "Nine! Xiaojiu ......?"

Click, click, click...!

The sound of footsteps crushing the gravel sounded, and the peach-faced man still had his hands behind his back and appeared in Mo Zhuang's sight, he looked at the red hole, and then gently clapped his hands and sighed: "What a loyal slave! But it can't change the life of a gentleman like you. ”

Mo Zhuang looked at the peach-faced man resentfully, he clenched the cloud blade in his hand, staggered to his feet, glared at the peach-faced man, and shouted hysterically: "your m, he's not a slave, he's a boy of my Mo family, you have to die~!"

Saying that, Mo Zhuang unreservedly urged the spiritual power in his body, he waved the Cloud Blade, brought the monstrous cloud qi blade wave behind him, and shouted angrily at the peach-faced man: "A storm and clouds, go to me to turn ten thousand blades!"

For a while, under the angry shouts of Mo Zhuang, the wind and clouds surged in all directions, the fierce blades swept like a frenzied tide, and the endless blade waves within ten zhang rushed to appear!

Seeing the scarred gentleman in front of him, his momentum turned in an instant, and his temperament changed greatly, as if he had changed someone.

The peach-faced man smiled with a little surprise: "~ Breakthrough! ”

Yes, at this moment, under Mo Xiaojiu's fall and anger, Mo Zhuang forcibly broke through. At the same time, he also forcibly used the magic power of the Mo family's town clan, and turned ten thousand people into one gas!

The Mo family's supernatural power was created by its ancestor Mo Wennan. The power is huge, it can destroy the spiritual power, carry the air of heaven and earth, under the wind and clouds, it can turn thousands of waves into clouds and break the sea, and there is no grass in the place where it passes, and its sharp can comb the mountains and rivers, and its potential can cover the sky and the sun.

However, how powerful is the day-level supernatural power!? The requirements for the monk's own cultivation are extremely high, and even ordinary blade treasures can't withstand it, and its powerful power, how can it be that the current Mo Zhuang can use it at will?

Sure enough, just when Mo Zhuang was desperate to use his magical powers to transform ten thousand blades.

Click~Bang!

The Spirit Rank Blade Treasure in his hand finally split under this powerful cloud qi blade wave, turned into silver fragments, and shattered in front of his eyes.

Poof~ Mo Zhuang, who was embarrassed by the supernatural powers, instantly vomited blood and knelt on one knee.

And the blade wave that barely came out of catharsis, although compared to the real one-gasification ten thousand blades, the power seems to be one in ten. But still towards the peach-faced man, he quickly combed the waves and swept away.

And the peach-faced man, after the initial surprise, saw this greatly reduced power of the divine blade wave, he instantly stretched out his arms, and with the movement of his five fingers, he had already outlined a third-order defensive formation, which immediately turned into a huge mirror-like refractive array shield.

Bang Bang~!

The sound of gold and iron is endless, and the wind blade like a wave can't force a single inch, and they are blocked by it!

Mo Zhuang knelt on one knee, looked up at all this in shock, and muttered, "How... How is that possible!?"

And the peach-faced man said disdainfully: "It's just the third layer of the condensing star, and you dare to buy it in front of the fourth-order realm cultivator?"

When Mo Zhuang heard this, he was shocked and said: "Four... Fourth Order!?"

At this moment, the peach-faced man had already waved his hand and slashed into a circle, and the huge mirror-faced refractive array shield was unexpectedly reversed and rotated in an instant.

He also followed and shouted: "Come and don't go, it's rude!"

In an instant, the endless blade waves, under the extremely rapid reversal of the mirror refractive light array shield, mixed with a piercing screaming sound, recoiled back one after another!

Yes~!

The screams resounded in the four fields at the foot of the mountain, and Mozhuang, which was already scarred, did not have all the various formation methods of the peach-faced people. Under the cutting and impact of his powerful blade waves, his figure instantly fell upside down like a kite with a broken string.

The scene was a mess, as if it had been combed by thousands of sharp blades, leaving deep and clear cracks one after another! The big tree behind him was even more cut off and fell down with a bang.

Mo Zhuang was covered with bruises, his chest was dripping with blood, and the scars like lines were constantly flowing with red blood. At this moment, he is embarrassed, and he no longer looks like a handsome son.

He lay limply under the trunk of the tree, instinctively reaching out and touching his scarred cheek.

After discovering that his face was torn in many places, he suddenly looked at the peach-faced man who was walking towards him, and he swept away the decline, as if returning to the light, and said angrily: "Don't hit people in the face! How dare you hurt my son... Handsome looks?"

The peach-faced man stopped, and he snorted coldly: "The dead are born with white bones, why not cherish a skin?"

As he spoke, he raised his hand to make a move.

And when Mo Zhuang saw the other party's movements, and the cold glint in his eyes, not to mention how terrifying it was! He instantly figured out the situation, no matter what, he couldn't fight this peach-faced man.

In the face of the other party's absolute strength, what hatred, appearance... It's all become insignificant. The desperate momentum before was instantly indifferent.

The so-called heroes don't suffer immediate losses, and it's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years.

I saw that he hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop the peach-faced man: "Slow! Slow! This... This fellow Daoist, my father is the head of the Mo family, give me a face...! , so I want to make friends with you... The so-called don't fight and don't know each other... Besides, you and I didn't have any deep hatreds in the past, did we?"

The peach-faced man quietly looked at Mo Zhuang in that force, and after seeing the other party's flickering gaze, he replied extremely coldly: "It was true that there was no in the past, but now... Pregnant. ”

Mo Zhuang was taken aback, he couldn't regret it...!

He retreated and leaned against the trunk of the tree, and said in fear: "How can I have it? You see this boy's cowardice, just let me go like a fart, can't it? You also said, I am just a ...... of a fool."

Without waiting for Mo Zhuang to finish speaking, the peach-faced man interrupted: "I have to admit that you are really not an ordinary gentleman, you are really stupid and stupid, and you can bend and stretch a man's body." ”

When Mo Zhuang heard this, he was afraid, his heart was beating faster, and he shouted in horror: "Don't praise me! I know, you are going to be in the rhythm of the future! , in fact, there is no ambition, greed for life and fear of death, .......!"

"That's enough!" In response to the quibbling and noisy words of the Grand Master Mo, the peach-faced man shouted impatiently, and then he instantly stretched out his arm, and actually brought up a white flowing cloud, and slapped it on the head towards the paralyzed and frightened Mo Zhuang!

Mo Zhuang was so frightened that he ran away, suddenly closed his eyes, and said secretly... Finished.

Bang~!

The popping sound suddenly exploded, and Mo Zhuang was surprised to find that he didn't hurt at all!

But then, he suddenly woke up, quickly touched his head, and suddenly opened his eyes in surprise and said, "The head is still there! I'm not dead!"

It's a little dark in front of you, as if something is blocking the sun?

Mo Zhuang looked up in amazement, only to see a man in a purple robe standing with his back to him.

Hahaha~!

A smug laugh sounded like a peak!

Mo Zhuang suddenly pounced on the person with tears and ecstasy, hugged the other party's powerful thighs, like a bullied child, cried and laughed: "Dad!

Mo Xing sighed when he heard this, and suddenly felt that angry in his heart! What does it mean to meet on the Huangquan Road? Is this a curse for Lao Tzu's early death?

An evil fire surged, and he immediately kicked Mo Zhuang who was holding his thighs away, and scolded: "Get out!

The person who came was the head of the Mo family, Mo Xing sighed!

At this moment, Mo Zhuang, who was rolling in a ball, was covered with injuries, not to mention how miserable it was.

I saw him grinning with his teeth, and he pointed aggrievedly at the peach-faced man who was not far away, and his right arm had already suffered a heavy blow.

Immediately, he said angrily: "This womanizer is watching the Heavenly Maiden... , was caught by the child and Xiao Jiu, and he brazenly shot and wanted to kill the two of us with the Tiangang Battle. Xiao Jiu went out to save the child, but he revealed that he had died... ”

Seeing that Mo Zhuang was pointing to the pit left by Xiao Jiu's self-exposure, he didn't expect Mo Xiaojiu to die, no wonder he never saw a trace!

Mo Xing sighed and suddenly stared at the peach-faced man: "You killed Xiao Jiu?"

The peach-faced man didn't care about the injury on his right arm, he only looked at Mo Xing quietly and sighed, and said lightly: "So to speak." ”

"Good. Mo Xingsi's eyes narrowed slightly, the cold glint in his eyes flickered, and he slowly raised his hand and said, "Say, what are your last words before you die?"

As he spoke, a hurricane appeared above his head, the cracked clouds emptied, and a dazzling blade on the top of the sky instantly pierced down, and it did not enter his palm!

Wow~!!

The ruler blade shook in all directions, roaring in the sky.

Mo Xing sighed and held the Treasure Yin Heavenly Blade under the ground steps, and the powerful momentum around his body changed suddenly, like the mountain peak that towers in the sky and can clear the clouds and comb the waves!

The Heavenly Blade, ranked at the bottom of the ground level, is forged by the qi of heaven and earth. It can hide in the wind and clouds, and every move can stir up the wind and clouds into blades, and it can also attract the endless wind spirit of the eight directions, which has the mysterious effect of blocking and strangling. With this blade in his hand, Mo Xing sighed that as the eighth layer of the Holy Church, even if he met a monk of the Great Perfection of the Holy Temple, he could fight!

And at this moment, Mo Zhuang saw that his own father was going to do something for his cheap son, he was immediately moved to lean on the big tree, and shouted at the peach-faced man: "~ Peach-faced man, say it quickly! Aren't you very arrogant just now...?"

The peach-faced man didn't seem to be afraid after seeing Mo Xing sigh and summon the Heavenly Blade!

just glanced at the direction of the Phantom Heavenly Palace, then turned around and said lightly: "Hmph~ Mo family? ”

Mo Xing sighed when he heard this, his eyes suddenly opened! Obviously, the junior in front of him wanted to escape!

killed his Mo family's children, how could he follow the other party's wishes?

I saw that Mo Xing sighed angrily and shouted: "Want to go? Wishful thinking!" Seven or eight Chinese ^ computer: m./

Before the words fell, he had already shook the Heavenly Blade in his hand, and the spiritual power in his body instantly vented out, and the rolling waves of the Heavenly Blade turned into thousands of sharp blades, like a raging storm, sweeping towards the peach-faced man who turned around and wanted to leave!

The momentum of the blade wave and the clouds was far superior to the previous Mo Zhuang, and it was instantly overwhelming in front of the peach-faced people.

But the peach-faced man didn't have the slightest intention of running away, he still turned his back to the monstrous blade wave and left on his own...!

Just when the waves of thousands of blades were about to drown the peach-faced man, suddenly!

Qiang~!

A black shadow flashed out and appeared behind the peach-faced man.

He was covered under the cloak, and with only one arm rounded, he turned into a black sword array like a wheel, shaped like a solid shield, easily blocking the waves of thousands of blades and crushing them into a man!

Mo Xing sighed when he saw it, his eyes suddenly stared, and he stepped out without hesitation, and his figure had teleported over!

When the cloaked man saw this, he snorted disdainfully.

And the peach-faced man said lightly: "Go." ”

Airplanes~!

There was a shock to the black sword array in front of him, and the sword light burst out in all directions.

Under this jetted sword light, the Bafang space trembled incessantly!

And Mo Xing sighed that the teleported and hidden figure was instantly shocked out, and he fled a few feet away before he could stop his figure.

At this moment, the cloaked man turned around without hesitation, protected the peach-faced man, and disappeared in front of his eyes in an instant.

After shaking away the black sword light around him with all his strength, Mo Xing sighed and condensed the word 'Chuan' between his eyebrows.

He looked suspicious and muttered, "What a strange supernatural power!

At this moment, Mo Zhuang hurriedly came to his father's side, and he urged: "Dad, why do you let them go? That family killed Xiao Jiu and almost killed the child..." ”

Without waiting for Mo Zhuang to finish speaking, Mo Xing sighed and glared, and scolded: "Stupid! Can't you see that the person who rescued him is higher than his father's cultivation?"

"Ah!?" Mo Zhuang froze in place with a bewildered expression, and he was stunned: "Then why did they flee? Could it be that they were intimidated by their father's domineering?"

Alas~

Mo Xing sighed and looked at the Illusory Heaven Palace, which was hidden in the clouds, and said weakly: "Because they don't want to alarm the Illusory Heaven Palace." ”

As he spoke, Mo Xing sighed and came to the place where Mo Xiaojiu exposed himself, he looked at the red in that place, and sighed: "Uncle will take you back to Mo's house." ”

As he spoke, he closed his eyes slightly, and then stretched out his arms, and inhaled the red into his palm, which instantly condensed into a ball...

After Mo Xiaojiu's wreckage essence blood is properly collected.

Mo Xing sighed and looked at his seemingly cowardly son beside him, and then he patted the scarred Mo Zhuang, and said with relief: "Zhuang'er, my Mo family boy is not afraid of life and death, when it should be hard, it must not be soft." Thou art a father today... Look the other way. ”

Yes, Mo Xing sighed that it was when Mo Zhuang scolded the peach-faced man arrogantly, and when he was desperate, he could rush there. And he happened to witness his son, who he had always thought was quite useless, showing the hard side of a man.

This... In his heart, he was extremely pleased.

But our son Mo Zhuang is ........ 78 Chinese m.7*

I saw his cowardly look suddenly stunned, and then grinned and raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Father, don't worry." Although the child was slightly injured, the kidneys were absolutely properly protected, and they would not be soft, nor would they... For our Mo family to inherit the family or something, I definitely didn't ask...!"

Bang~!

Before the 'question' of the question was spoken, Mo Zhuang was unbearably kissed by his father and slapped to the ground mercilessly with one palm...

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