Although the courtyard was large, so many people gathered together, and it was only ten steps away from the black-clothed young man.

From the time Lao Li Tou rushed out to the time he was injured, it was actually just between lightning and flint, and when he came back to his senses after watching the white wolf look carefully, all this had happened.

Everyone heard two screams coming from the house, "Old man!" and "Grandpa!"

The old lady and grandson who had been hiding in the house jumped out of bed and opened the door of the house, and threw themselves on Lao Li's side like crazy.

The fall of the head of the family was like the fall of the mountain, and the old lady felt that her heart was emptied, and she panicked for a while, and was at a loss.

Wang Yu, who was dressed in a pale yellow gossip robe, flashed sideways, then came to Lao Li's side, comforted the old lady and said, "Grandma, please don't be sad, wait for me to check." ”

The old lady hurriedly sat up, pulled her grandson to the side and hugged her in her arms, and looked at the beautiful female Taoist in front of her with a look of hope, snorting and feeling her pulse.

Wang Yu's fingers probed into Lao Li's nostrils, and the slight breath brushed her fingers, but there was less in and more out, she panicked, and hurriedly took the pulse, only to feel that the slightly beating pulse was as weak as a gossamer, getting slower and slower, and hurriedly raised her head and shouted: "Master, grandpa is dying, come and see!"

Yu Ling stared at the black-clothed young man fiercely, and hurried to his apprentice's side to treat the seriously injured Lao Li.

The villagers were shocked by the young man's move to injure Lao Li with eight moves, seeing Lao Li spitting blood from his mouth and seriously injured on the ground, he dared to be angry but did not dare to speak, and they all stared at the black-clothed young man who was indifferent, and his face was expressionless at the moment, as if he had just slapped a fly to death.

The young man was ruthless, completely ignoring that the other party was just an old mortal, which annoyed Mo Xiao on the side.

This outstanding Wufu Daoist raised his eyebrows, a cold light appeared in his eyes, and said to the young man: "Well, good boy, you actually hurt people, report your name, and let the poor Taoist teach you the truth of being a man!"

The kid was extremely arrogant, straightened up from Rhubarb's side, looked Mo Xiao up and down at ninety-nine eighty-eight, shook his head, brushed a few strands of long hair on the side of his face behind his ears, and said with a smile: "Oh, that half-male and half-female goods, you also deserve to ask the name of the master?" ”

Mo is handsome with a smile, red phoenix eyes, peach blossom pupils, affectionate eyebrows, and a long and thin figure, just like the champion who studies all the year round, but there is always an indescribable femininity on his body, which has also become a reverse scale in his heart.

Seeing that his young man was disrespectful and dared to talk about his temperament, he exploded his hair when he landed, opened the jade fan with a "bang", and wrote "bastard" with three vigorous and powerful characters, tore his legs apart, and slapped the jade fan forward, and dozens of sharp blade-like air currents whistled away, heading straight for the young man's cheeks.

The fierce air blade was murderous, cold and piercing, feeling the sharp scream, the young man was angry and dantian, low-waisted and stabbed, his arms flung to his waist, and a light blue air flow instantly rose around his body, blocking all the air blades in front of him.

"Okay! You made the first move, so you don't blame me for destroying the flowers!"

The black-clothed young man's eyes were like lightning, and he held a blue halo in each hand, and he stepped forward and hit Mo Xiao's chest.

The blue halo looked gentle and harmless, and when it hit Mo Xiao's body in the blink of an eye, that destructive power burst out, and the violent explosion was a foot in front of Mo Xiao's chest, and there was not a trace of spillage.

Mo Xiao's pupils froze, and he scolded: "You are the fucking Jiaohua, grandpa picked you today!"

The surface of the jade fan shone brightly, and a mighty and holy aura erupted from Mo Xiao's slender body, rippling in the courtyard, squeezing and rubbing the two blue halos in front of him, and finally with a "poof" sound, it disappeared without a trace like a fart.

The murderous young man felt the spiritual energy in his hand quietly dissipate in an instant, his body stagnated, he didn't have time to think about it, he hurriedly retreated, and it was like a dazzling blue light that retreated.

When the light dissipated, the young man couldn't believe it, staring at the white figure floating like a fairy in front of him, the crystal clear jade fan across his chest, and the words "Waste." ”

Seeing that Mo Xiao forced the young people back with one blow, Xue Buyu didn't pay attention to them, still looking at the white wolf who was biting the pig's head with interest.

The pig's vitality is quite strong, two ears have been gnawed off, half of the pig's face is still hoarse and roaring, but a little dying.

The white wolf, whose face was covered with blood, and the tuft of long hair under his neck was also dyed scarlet, which became more and more hideous under the light of the lamp.

The wolf was "snorting" and gnawing vigorously, and suddenly the white fur exploded, kicked on all fours on the spot, jumped out of a zhang away, and the two silver-white pupils stared at the white teeth of the pig's mouth, waiting for it.

The white wolf's actions aroused Xue Buyu's curiosity, and as it stared at the pig's mouth, it didn't show any abnormalities after about a stick of incense, and looked at the two people fighting in the arena with a little bored.

The crowd that had just gathered like ants was much smaller, and only a few old and infirm people remained, and when they glanced around, there were several sturdy figures on the mottled black wall who were struggling to climb up, trying to escape from this place of right and wrong.

Xue Buyu grinned, looking at Fang Cai's momentum, the angry villagers disappeared in a blink of an eye, shook his head, and glanced at Rhubarb.

The big dog that looked like a mad demon was pressed to the ground, the redness in his eyes had quietly dissipated, and his big black and white eyes had been restored, and he was lying on his stomach weakly, constantly looking at the old friend who was whispering next to him, and from time to time he made a sound of begging for mercy.

Looking at the two people fighting on the field, the black-clothed young man was already sweating profusely, his hands and feet were frivolous, and the handwriting on the white-clothed Dao Changyu fan standing opposite was constantly changing, "Come on!" "That's it?......"

The angry kid almost wanted to go crazy, but he had no choice but to dodge with his last strength to block Mo Xiao's offensive, and there was no more pride in the world.

Yu Ling's skills are already considered to be most of the land immortals, although the young man is quite heavy, but the trickle of spiritual power is injected into the old man's body, repairing the injured internal organs, it is almost over, and when he sleeps beautifully, he will be a lively old man again.

Looking at Mo Xiao, who was just like a leisurely stroll, this would make him suppress the anger in his heart.

The Dao Chief, who was ridiculed and furious, felt that it was a little cheaper for him to slap the young man in front of him to death with a few slaps, and at the moment he was like an old cat catching mice, constantly teasing, and it was boring to play, so he called that girl to death again!

"Gray! come and help me!"

The young man couldn't stand it anymore, so he tried his best to dodge a raindrop-like blade and shouted for help to the white wolf next to him.

Blue gray, Mo Xiao was very happy in his heart, the white wolf was snow-white, bright as silk, and there was not a single miscellaneous hair around his body, but it was called green gray, and he suddenly doubted the IQ of the young man, who gave you the courage to dare to give this name to a spirit animal?

Hearing this, the white wolf glanced at the panting black-clothed young man, and he didn't move for a while, but the corners of his mouth showed a hint of banter, and he was there to watch the young man's good show!

"Brute, don't help me again, I'll have your good fruit to eat when I go back!"

The white wolf completely understood people's words, looked at the young man's eyes and suddenly became fierce, cracked his big mouth and roared in a low voice, roared for a long time, and finally shook his head helplessly, took a light step, and came to the young man's side, and wanted to fight without a smile.

The young man glared fiercely at the grinding white wolf, pointed at Mo Smile, and said hatefully: "Boy, you forced me! Don't cry for a while!"

After speaking, he lifted the front hem and pinned it to his waist, his hands were sealed, and there were words in his mouth, and a person and a wolf were covered with a little cyan mist, gradually enveloping the figures of the two.

The cyan mist filled out, gushing out around it, covering most of the courtyard, and the beasts inside roared and roared, and the sound was terrible and painful, as if it came from the Nine Shadows. There were more and more thin mist, and there was a faint gray light shining in the condensed smoke, like a spring thunder, sonorous and powerful, trembling people's hearts.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Yu Ling hurriedly lay down in the house near Lao Li with his apprentices, closed the doors and windows, and the two stood and guarded outside the door, quietly looking at the vision ahead.

Wang Yu saw that the blue mist and gray thunder were extremely strange, and he was afraid, so he took a step sideways, hid behind the tall figure of the master, and poked out his clear eyes to look ahead, with palpitations, "Master, what's going on?

Feeling the increasingly powerful momentum in the green mist, Yu Ling's face sank like water, his eyes were covered with cold water, he raised his hand and stroked three strands of beard, and said: "Don't underestimate your Uncle Mo Xiao, his methods are not afraid to say that he will win, let alone demons?"

Wang Yu bowed his head slightly, let go of his sorrowful face, and smiled slyly, "Master, why don't you go over and kill that guy with a sword now, why wait for the next time?"

"Haha, you Nizi!"

Glancing at the apprentice who was thinking about life, Daoist Yu moved his gaze to Mo Xiao, who was in white Shengxue, and saw that he was holding a jade fan in his hand and patting it lightly on his left hand, looking at it with taste, and replied softly: "Look at your uncle, if he is not confident, how can he be so calm?"

You remember, in the cultivation world, there is more or less a force behind everyone, you have to observe more and use your brains more, so that you can understand the magic of this sect or force from bit by bit, and suddenly face a new enemy in the future, and there is at least a number in your heart. ”

Wang Yu secretly glanced at Mo Xiao according to his words, and saw that the corners of his mouth were smiling, and his eyes were staring at the abnormal changes in front of him, the little girl pursed her lips and smiled, leaned her little face forward and said softly: "Master, Uncle Mo Xiao is looking at that person's way now?"

Yu Ling let out a "hmm", stopped talking, and looked intently at the green mist.

"Master, Master, what if the person on the other side is stronger than us?"

The little girl didn't give up, and Yu Ling, who was pulling on her sleeve, asked again.

Yu Ling was helpless, turned around and flicked it lightly on Wang Yu's head, and said with a straight face: "If the other party is too strong, two ways! Stay away from him, don't offend." ”

"What about two?"

"How far can you run, how far you can run!"

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