Bixin's crisp laughter reached Mo Yeqing's ears, as if a knife was constantly poking at the tip of his heart, making him extremely embarrassed and angry. Originally, he planned to take his younger brother to take this Bixin away, pick up a cheap one by the way, and take advantage of Bixin's senior sister Bi Tenderness to fight with the nine-tailed fire scorpion, and take advantage of the fisherman. And this kid just didn't look pleasing to the eye, and wanted to take his name by the way. However, what he didn't expect was that this kid who seemed to have no power to resist was so strong, and he actually injured one of his brother's arms under the surprise attack. The spirit pet is even more impressive, not to mention the infinite strength, the battle armor on this body is already up to the quality of the second grade, and it is difficult to break it for a while.

Hearing Bixin's laughter, Mo Yeqing's heart was full of resentment, wait until I kill this eye-catching kid, see how I fix you, I will definitely put you at the mercy of eight hundred and sixty things. Bi Xin didn't know anything about Mo Yeqing's thoughts, and she couldn't help but laugh when she saw Huo'er wrapped tightly and proudly. Huo'er's battle armor was hastily refined by Gan Ping in the Tushi Palace with some remaining superb materials, in fact, in terms of Gan Ping's weapon-making methods, it was not enough to refine this grade of battle armor, but with the help of Silence Zhenyan, Gengping even painted the scoop according to the gourd, and carved the formation obtained from the fragments of the Fox Armor, so that he accidentally refined such a tall second-grade battle armor, if he was asked to do it again, he was not sure that he could refine it successfully.

Just as the fire was showing off, Mo Yeqing was annoyed, and when Bi Xin was happy, a terrible scream came from not far away. Mo Yeqing hurriedly turned his head to look, and the long sword in Gan Ping's hand was slashing across Mo Yehua's thin and tall body, and the dark cloud armor around Mo Yehua had been cut to pieces by Gan Ping's sword qi, and a big scar between his chest and abdomen had stopped his waist, if it weren't for this Mo Yehua's other means of saving his life, he would have been cut in half by Gan Ping.

Although Gan Ping's meridians are damaged, his amazing strength is still there, and he can pull out the mountains and reclaim the sea, and every sword stabbed out brings endless prestige and strong surging energy. Although Mo Yehua transformed into a vicious magic weapon, in the face of this absolute power, there was no way to use it. No matter the mana or physical power, as long as it reaches the extreme, you can be fearless of all tricks, let you use a thousand means, ten thousand conspiracies, I will break it with a sword!

In the battle with this Mo Yehua, Gan Ping's swordsmanship in the underground cultivation and comprehension was all displayed, and his understanding of the sword cultivation method taught by Mo Yifeng deepened. The fierce sword momentum was like a raging storm, pressing Mo Yehua all the way, forcing this Jindan monk to not even have time to take out the magic weapon. Gan Ping also knew that he was taking advantage of the first move, although the foundation was vain, but the cultivation realm of the Jindan monk was there after all, if he was relieved and took out a lot of magic weapons, then he would be at a disadvantage. Taking advantage of his illness to kill him, Gan Ping wanted to take advantage of the first injury to Mo Yehua's arm and panic, and kill him in one fell swoop. This kind of beating of the water dog, how could Gan Ping, who had comprehended the experience of fighting the two evil cultivators, let it go?

A sword is as fast as a sword, and the two people in the air flash and move, completely lacking the momentum of a cultivator who can move mountains and reclaim the sea with a single move in the eyes of secular people, just like the splashing skin of the battle between the two worlds, doing everything. Gan Ping was afraid that Mo Yeqing would be relieved, and Mo Yeqing could always rely on his Jindan realm to survive in order to fight back, but Mo Yeqing here was stopped by Huo'er and could not be rescued.

Speaking of which, Gan Ping was only able to suppress this Mo Yehua by taking the lead, and on Huo'er's side, Mo Yeqing was dizzy, and he had to compete with this strong spirit beast, so he was stalemate for a long time. Gan Ping knew this reason in his heart, so he would press forward step by step, and wanted to slash this Mo Yehua under the sword, but he couldn't succeed every time, so he endured the pain of the serious injury, and once again launched a vertical golden light method, and under the sneak attack, he hit that Mo Yehua hard.

Even so, Na Mo Yehua is not a mediocre hand, who can break through the famous murderous name in the Qinghuo Yanzhou in southern Xinjiang, where can he be an easy person? This also stimulated his ferocity, and he immediately waved a golden light pestle the thickness of an arm in his hand and counterattacked. For a while, the golden light shone and flew vigorously, and the sound of shouting was endless, this Mo Yehua was tall and long-armed, and the strength of his body was also very great, he had suffered a secret loss because of Gan Ping's sneak attack, but now he was desperate, and a treasure pestle danced up and down in his hand, and he was also happy to fight with Gan Ping.

Mo Yeqing on the side was concerned about the safety of his brothers, and hurriedly abandoned the fire that was still on the ground, and let out a loud shout, and a colorful wheel of light appeared in his hand. I saw that this light wheel was red, yellow, blue, white, and black, shining brightly, and the faint mana fluctuations made Gan Ping not far away startled. It is the five evil aura inherited by Mo Yeqing from the Five Evil Sect, red, yellow, blue, white and black all come out, this Mo Yeqing is also a little difficult to support, but the important thing at the moment is to solve this kid as soon as possible, and the captured blue heart fairy is gone, otherwise, once something happens, the consequences will be unimaginable. Thinking of the scene when the matter was revealed and he was chased and killed by the master of the Su Nu Sect, even Mo Yeqing couldn't help but feel a little chill in his heart.

This Su Nu Sect occupies the extreme west of Zihua Immortal Mansion, and its prestige is unrivaled for a while, and there are countless masters in the door, although it does not recruit male disciples, but there are many disciples in the sect who have formed Taoist couples with outstanding disciples from other sects, and for more than 10,000 years, almost half of the Zihua Immortal Mansion is inextricably linked with this Su Nu Sect.

Seeing that the five evil spirit light wheels were about to take shape, the fire on the side couldn't hold back, and screamed, although the fire was infinitely powerful, but it couldn't fly, after all, if the spirit beast wanted to fly in the sky, it had to wait until it was transformed. However, although it could not fly, the power of this leap was as high as several zhang, and the stick in his hand rose in the wind, and the stick as thick as the mouth of the bowl went towards the ink night celebration wheel.

Feeling the evil wind behind his head, Mo Yeqing didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly flashed his body, although his Biyun Five Poison Barrier was quite solid, but he didn't dare to meet this heavy stick. Seeing that the spell that had been prepared for a long time was interrupted, Mo Yeqing was simply furious, "Give you three colors and you will open a dyeing workshop, evil animal! Today you are better off than dead!" Seeing that his brother could barely support it, this Mo Yeqing also moved the real fire, his fingers flicked continuously, and a strange cloth banner that measured the ghost crying wolf howl was sacrificed by him.

Mo Yeqing wanted to fly into the air with his teeth cut his teeth at night, and sacrificed this ten thousand ghost dementor flags, just to use this demon flag to collect the soul of Huo'er. "Evil beast, I still lack a main soul in this soul flag, I will fill you up today!" Seeing that the strength of the competition was not the opponent of this spirit beast, but the use of magic weapons was blocked by the armor on its body, Mo Yeqing couldn't, so he had to use this soul flag. For a spirit beast with such an impenetrable defense and infinite power as Huo'er, perhaps this is the way to defeat it as soon as possible.

Seeing this, Bixin on the side hurriedly shouted at Huo'er in panic: "Run!" But Na Mo Yeqing had a word, and had already cast the ten thousand ghost dementor flags, and thousands of fierce and vicious ghosts, with the black smoke billowing from the ghost crying wolf in the sky, pounced on the fire on the ground.