In the middle of the lush bamboo forest, everyone was drinking and talking happily at this moment, but now because of his appearance, everyone is in pain.

"I'll take your head today!" Zhuang Tao licked his lips and pointed the blade at Mo Yefan, who was unable to move due to poisoning.

"Don't you think about it!" Mo Chen pulled out the Huayuan sword and stood in front of his father and mother, glaring at Zhuang Tao angrily.

Zhuang Tao saw that he didn't seem to be poisoned at all, and was a little frightened, "How could you!"

"My father took you a lot, why are you like this!" Mo Chen asked.

"Huh. Zhuang Tao sneered, looking at each other evilly, "He is not thin on me, he is afraid that he wishes that I would retire as soon as possible, so that his son can sit in this position of head!"

"The position of head is for the virtuous to sit here, and no one can disobey it. “

This kind of deceiving everyone in the rivers and lakes. He did something against morality ten years ago for the head of the family, but he lied very well, didn't he?"

"Don't spew blood like this again!" Mo Chen saw that he was the same as before, he was not like this before, and he really couldn't figure out why.

"I also thought that if I obeyed him, I would soon be in this position. My Zhuang Tao's martial arts are higher than everyone in Nancang, and this son will be mine sooner or later, but because of your appearance!

You made all that happen. Mo Yefan reuses you and lets you engage in the affairs of Nancang Mountain, I know from that day that he wants to train you to be his successor, so that his Mo family can carry forward and grow all year round!!"

Mo Chen didn't say a word, just looked at him coldly.

didn't expect that such a thing as power could turn people beyond recognition, and he felt that Zhuang Tao was so pitiful and ridiculous.

Zhuang Tao didn't want to talk nonsense with him, and the blade of the sword was facing Mo Chen, "Let's use the sword to decide now." “

In an instant, Mo Chen and Zhuang Tao met each other.

Mo Chen's Painted Yuan Sword emitted a silver-blue sword aura, approaching the other party. After Zhuang Tao blocked with his sword, he turned over and attacked him again.

They both use the Nancang swordsmanship, and both of them are swordsmanship masters, so they can see the flaws in their moves at a glance. And the two of them were on guard against it to death, and their swordsmanship was not bad at all.

At this time, Mo Chen injected his internal force into the sword, and the blue sword qi was sharp, and he immediately stabbed at Zhuang Tao.

What's going on?

Seeing this, he quickly dodged, but he was still stabbed in his right arm by the Sword of Drawing Yuan, and subconsciously pressed the wound.

Why did his internal strength increase so much overnight?

He distanced himself from Mo Chen, and the two stood at both ends of the Shuqing courtyard.

At the same time, Mo Chen felt a tingling pain all over his body, and he clutched the shirt on his chest, not wanting the other party to see it. But how can the stinging pain of these internal organs be easily endured.

Zhuang Tao saw that his body trembled slightly, thinking that he had been poisoned. It may be due to the strong internal force that delays the time of poisoning.

Knowing that his plan had succeeded, he became even more rampant.

"Someone!"

He wanted to instruct his disciples to come and clean up, but after waiting for a while, no one came.

"It's really useless! I had to solve it myself!" he rushed towards Mo Chen with his sword.

Mo Chen endured the pain and dodged the blow with difficulty. Zhuang Tao took advantage of the victory to chase and stabbed the opponent like crazy. Mo Chen concentrated his attention, staring at each move, and in a moment, he held his breath, the blade of his sword supported the ground, one turned over and crossed the top of the opponent's head, one slapped at Zhuang Tao's skull, and then turned sideways in the air, swinging a sword at the opponent's back.

I saw that Zhuang Tao suddenly showed a big road mouth behind him, and blood gushed out. He suddenly knelt on the ground, felt fluid flowing out of his nose and ears, touched it with his hands, and there was a fishy smell, it was blood.

Mo Chen turned over and knelt on one knee, supporting himself with a sword with his backhand, thinking that it was difficult to straighten his waist because of the pain. But it's not enough to stand up, but Zhuang Tao can't do it anymore.

A woman slowly walked into the Shuqing courtyard, wearing a white shirt like Qin Luo, but the coldness she exuded was a hundred times that of Qin Luo. There was no emptiness in his eyes, but a look of fright.

"You're useless, Chief Zhuang. The woman sneered.

Zhuang Tao raised his head and immediately knelt down to her, "Senior Run!"

When Mo Yefan saw the woman, he instantly despised her, clasped his hands, tore and shouted, "It's you again!"

Scarring?

Mo Chen looked forward.

She's a scar!

Scar let out a sinister smile, "Master Mo, don't come unharmed." “

She saw that everyone present was in pain and pessimistic.

"This rhino poison, does it taste okay?"

Sun Yong covered his chest, endured the pain, and suddenly understood when he heard this, "It turned out to be Hua rhino poison!" Looking at the wine cup, recalling Zhuang Tao's words when chatting, "It's wine!"

"Senior, save me. Zhuang Tao was hit on the top of his head by Mo Chen's internal force, blood also flowed from the corners of his eyes, his eyes couldn't open, and he coughed up blood from time to time.

Scar looked at him expressionlessly, "Explain your business, you did a good job, you... can disappear. “

She threw out the ice silk and wrapped Zhuang Tao's neck around several times, and then increased her strength and withdrew. In an instant, the flesh split, the bones in the neck broke, and blood spurted out several feet away, spilling onto the stone slabs. Shedding blood and staining Zhuang Tao's clothes red, he was already in a different place.

The people present were so frightened that they forgot the pain for a moment, and their backs and necks were cold, and this cruel method was very creepy.

After solving Zhuang Tao, he looked at Mo Chen in the middle.

"You are the young master of Nancang, my Hanyumen disciple Ling Mo is tied with you, you Nancang still dare to sit at the top of this Chunye Conference?"

She smiled, but with contempt.

"I was looking for you, and you came out on your own. Why are you harming Qin Luo like this?"

Last night, this person's name kept coming to his mind, and it was this person who made Luo'er, who used to be lively and laughing, look like this. made her suffer from the entanglement of two internal forces, and the heart-burning pain frequented, and the more Mo Chen thought about it, the more angry she became.

"Why? You should ask your most admired father. “

She looked at Mo Yefan above the seat, who couldn't change today's scene, and looked helpless and helpless.

"Mo Yefan, you should be grateful to me. If I hadn't provoked the Battle of Fuhe, how would you be in this position. “

"You!!" Mo Yefan wanted to step forward and kill her, but he couldn't move because of Hua rhino poison.

"Now that the rivers and lakes have been peaceful for ten years, it is time to reproduce the tragedy of the year!"

"Why!" Mo Yefan roared angrily.

"Why, so that you don't have a good life!"

"The battle of that year turned out to be provoked by her. Feng Yanyang leaned on the table and said.

Mo Chen endured the pain, straightened up, and clenched the hilt of the sword, which was close to the scar. She remained silent and threw the ice silk out. Mo Chen blocked with his sword, retreated a few steps, attacked again, and stabbed forward.

Seeing the ice silk rushing towards him, he immediately dodged sideways, but unexpectedly, the ice silk reappeared next to him, and directly stabbed him in the right chest. Suddenly, blood spurted out, staining his clothes.

Scar sneered, and with extreme speed, quickly retracted the ice silk and stabbed it again. Mo Chen couldn't dodge anymore, and was stabbed twice in the same position.

She increased her internal force, clenched her hands fiercely, and pulled downward. Two blood marks immediately appeared on Mo Chen's right chest, and the wound was extremely deep.

Scar took the opportunity to get closer, and used her mellow Xuanhan internal force to hit the opponent's abdomen. With a heavy blow, Mo Chen was forced to retreat to dozens of feet, and blood spurted out of his mouth in an instant, and blood kept dripping from the corners of his mouth.

Frost appeared from the wound on his right chest, and the cold air rushed straight to his body, as if freezing his hot blood. The frost seemed to penetrate his skin, and the slightest movement he made the deeper it became. The cold breath penetrated into the bones, the whole body was numb, and even the breath was shivering with cold.

He fell to his knees, not knowing how to cover his wounds. His brows and eyes are furrowed, and now he can't fall, he can't... He stood up again and gripped the hilt of his sword.

Scar sneered, "I can't help myself!" Throwing out two strands of ice again towards Mo Chen, this time aiming at the heart!

"Woohoo"

Two sharp swords flashed in the air, charging towards the scar from different directions. She was forced to dodge by this sneak attack, retracting the ice silk to resist one by one.

A woman in white flew towards Mo Chen and held his body that could no longer hold on.

"Mo Chen..."

Mo Chen looked sideways, and the familiar face was the person he had been thinking about for a long time, "Luo'er..."

He looked at Qin Luo, her eyes showing concern.

Qin Luo saw that there was a cold sweat on his forehead, and the wound on his right chest was bleeding nonstop, and he was constantly panting for cold air. Qin Luo felt pain in his heart, and quickly opened the medicine jar and put it to his mouth, "This is the antidote." “

Mo Chen took a moment of breath and drank it with great trust. Gradually, the stinging pain in his body lessened a lot.

Qin Luo helped him behind him and saw that he had been injured by Xuan Han a lot. She took a deep breath, got up and faced the scar, and drove the internal force in the air, drawing the sword of the other person and holding it tightly.

Yuan Yu also followed closely behind, with several disciples. Carrying a bucket of water in one hand and a few bouquets of flowers in the other, they ran to each of them.

Let them eat the petals first, and then take a bowl of stream water from the bucket and drink it. Their complexion suddenly improved, their bodies recovered a lot, and then they could use internal force to reconcile before they could detoxify.

Scar looked at Qin Luo, revealing a grim face, "You still remember it after all." “

Qin Luo injected internal force into the sword, this sword emitted a slight red, she took a step back and charged forward, rushing towards her. The scar threw out the ice silk and rushed straight into the opponent's face. Qin Luo dodged them one by one and moved forward with his sword.

Unexpectedly, the scar took a step ahead and reached behind her, Qin Luo immediately rotated the blade of the sword, and used his internal force to drive towards the other party, and the blocking moves everywhere were subtle and extremely fast.

At this time, the entrance of the Nancang Waterfall Cave. The sword had broken through the ground due to the violent shock of yesterday, but it was still tangled in chains, and from time to time it glowed red.

Sun Yong drank the antidote, and observed the duel while exercising, his face was full of incredulity, "This sword technique... It's Netherworld Swordsmanship!"

Feng Yanyang, who had recovered a little next to him, was also watching, and asked, "Netherworld Sword Technique, wasn't this original created by Qin Yan back then? “

Mo Yefan was surprised when he saw this, and Lin Fen beside him said, "Yesterday, I saw this girl's light figure a little familiar, see you today." She looked sideways at Mo Yefan, "Isn't this the light skill that Qin Yan taught Luo'er and Chen'er?" Although there have been some changes over the years, it is difficult to change the foundation of this martial arts!"

"Could it be that this woman is really Qin Yan's daughter?" Mo Yefan's pupils were smart, and he couldn't believe all this. Looking for ten years has been giving up on children, and now they are adults and standing in front of themselves.

Looking at her swordsmanship and internal strength, she couldn't help but think of seeing Qin Yan practicing swords decades ago, and the two were the same.

Qin Luo swung his sword away again, constantly fighting with the ice silk, and the sound of the staggered weapons never stopped.

Six, five, four, preferably closer.

She dodged the ice silk entanglement and stabbed the other directly. The scar found a flaw at this moment, and his eyes stared, driving the ice silk and rushing straight to the weak point. In desperation, Qin Luo took the initiative to turn into passive, constantly alternating blocks.

"What's going on?" Feng Yanyang said nervously.

"The Netherworld Sword Technique is a sword technique with extremely strong explosive power in the early stage of cultivation, but this is only created for the Soul Breaking Sword. The swordsmanship was created by the sword itself, and now this girl only holds an ordinary sword, which must be full of flaws. “

Sun Yong explained the situation, and once again gathered his mind and worked hard to regulate his internal strength, hoping to help this girl.

Soon, Scar took hold of the situation and faced the attack head-on, two strands of ice wrapped around her sword, one twisting. Hearing only the sound of tearing, Qin Luo's sword was split into pieces and scattered all over the ground.

She took the opportunity to slap Qin Luo with a palm, and she was hit by this palm and quickly slid backwards, struggling to gain a firm footing. That palm made her internal strength chaotic in the slightest, coughed lightly, and blood slowly flowed from the corners of her mouth.

Mo Chen kept panicking and struggled to get up. You can't leave Loel alone. Blood seeped down his right chest, and his shirt was already dripping with blood. The cold qi rolled in the body, and then forcibly exercised due to poisoning, injuring his muscles and bones. He struggled to take a step forward, and then staggered.

Yuan Yu stepped forward and persuaded, "Mo Shao, you can't participate in the war anymore, if you insist, you will die." “

Mo Chen looked at Qin Luo's back and kept calling softly, "Luo'er... Luoer.... Luo'er!"

The Xuan Han of the Scar Cultivation was so advanced and profound, taking advantage of its unpreparedness, he immediately stabbed the ice silk towards Qin Luo, and the speed was like that of a white horse passing through a gap.

Qin Luo looked directly at the ice silk, and a silver light rushed straight in front of her, and her dark eyes reflected a white dot, which gradually enlarged.

Nancang Waterfall emits a dazzling red light, which can no longer be hidden. The red light completely shattered the chains, and the sword rushed out of the cave at high speed, brushing over the waterfall, and the sunlight shone, and the water droplets on the sword body were dazzling and obvious.

I saw that Bingsi was close to Qin Luo, and she was only in the catastrophe by herself.

In an instant, a red light flashed in the green courtyard and flew straight to the center. The ice filament collides with the object, producing a large microwave force.

Qin Luoyin's light was too dazzling, he closed his eyes tightly, and opened them again after a moment of relief, and a half-petrified sword appeared in front of him, and this sword blocked the ice silk and saved himself.

She inspected the sword, the hilt was red and black, and the sword grid was exquisite.

The sword glowed red, and the light came from a drop-shaped red stone in the sword grid. Although it is petrified, the shape is faintly visible. It has micro-serrations, hollowed out in the middle, with a faint red wire in it, and a red cobblestone in the middle of the sword's head.

Qin Luo recalled the way his father practiced swords, wielding the long sword, his movements were smooth, and the final parry posture was also perfect. And it was this sword in his hand.

It is!

Soul Breaker!

She recalled again that she had gotten the half scroll in the Reading Pavilion. Tell Yuan Ye to transcribe it and destroy it. In the house of Qunyu Mountain, she sat on a chair and looked at it carefully with rice paper in her hand.

'Soul Breaker Sword—This sword is extremely spiritual. Only those it likes can be driven. But it is also extremely bloodthirsty, and the chosen one, when they first touch the sword, needs to sacrifice the sword with blood. The sword qi and blood converge and enter the red stone to exert its power. '

Qin Luo's eyes were shocked, and then he looked to the side, picked up the broken sword fragment from the ground, and slashed it into the palm of his right hand, and a bloody mouth appeared. Blood flowed out, dripping on the slate. Her hands were covered in blood, and she slowly reached for the hilt of her red and black sword, and shook it vigorously.

The blood flowed to the sword grid and the sword body, and when it touched the petrified place, it instantly faded into grayness. In the end, the blood dissolved into the sword, and the red stone red light was dim, but the sword body exuded red sword qi.

This light reflected Qin Luo's eyes red. She stood up and turned the sword with her hand, the blade facing the scarf.

With a flick of his fingers, Qin Luo sped up his speed and rushed forward. Que Scar once again threw out two strands of ice silk and wound it forward, Qin Luo once again performed the Netherworld Sword Technique, the move was perfect and there was no flaw, and the person and the sword qi were combined into one, making the opponent's ice silk unable to get close.

Four feet, three feet, two feet.... Now is the time!

Qin Luo took out the medicine jar with one hand to remove the plug and threw it at her. The scar subconsciously shattered it with ice silk, and the liquid splashed and sprinkled on it. The ice silk suddenly lost its silver light and fell to the ground.

"What!" he found that the internal power could not be injected into it, and it could not be driven.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Qin Luo injected internal force into the Soul Breaking Sword, and the sword suddenly turned into several sections, connected by red silk in the middle, forming a long chain blade. Rushing to the other's side, leaving deep scars on her body, the blade of the sword pierced through the abdomen.

Blood came out, and the center of gravity of the scar was unstable, and he sat on the ground. Seeing the purple liquid on the ice silk, he suddenly held his breath and shouted.

"He Xiao!!It's you!!"

In the Phantom Luo Forest, Mo Chen and Qin Luo were walking out of this forest. And Qin Luo stopped and looked at the root of the tree.

"You..."

Mo Chen turned around, "What's wrong?"

"Can you borrow the Drawing Yuan Sword?"

Qin Luo stared at her directly, "Uncle He already knew that it was you who planned the Battle of Fuhe. I also know that you will definitely return to Nancang Mountain and capture the Crystal Flower. He specially developed this poison to suppress you. “

Ran Scar suddenly laughed, her laughter was terrible, and she looked at Qin Luo with fierce eyes, "I knew that I should have killed you that day!"

"From the moment you planned to kill my parents, you knew that one day you would die at my hands. Qin Luo hated her.

"I killed your parents?" Que Scar sneered, "It's them who want to die, I met Qin Yan first! It's me!" But he likes Su Ruyi, a slut, and gave birth to you with her!"