Under the siege of dozens of people, Mo Yushu not only did not panic, but he didn't even take out the spirit weapon.

In the chaotic attack, he was like a puff of green smoke, visible but not touchable, wandering on the edge of his reach.

Many times, seeing that he could not avoid it, and when he was about to splatter blood five steps, he actually twisted his body into a strange arc, and avoided it in a grand manner, which was not much worse than a twisted twist.

After a while, Bai Wufang calmed down a little, and finally noticed that something was wrong.

Hit the snake and hit the seven inches, and the cow and the nose.

I blatantly pestle here, could it be that Mo Yushu can't see it, so he has to deal with it?

From top to bottom, he carefully observed the Moyu book, and soon understood its intentions.

Mo Yushu didn't dodge in a disorderly way, and every once in a while, a wisp of spiritual power would be crossed into the ground. Although the process was extremely subtle, it still did not escape his eyes.

Formation!

Combined with the means that Mo Yushu is good at, it is not difficult to guess this result.

"Break the formation, kill the woman first!"

Bai Wufang has never been an indecisive and soft-hearted person, and since he has decided to kill these two people, he will definitely not show mercy.

As for Mu Wanfeng, she wouldn't know what happened tonight at all.

However, just as the masked man obeyed the order and withdrew to kill Han Rou, Mo Yushu's last kick landed lightly on the ground.

Airplanes~

With a soft sound, the ground began to shake slightly.

The earthy yellow light rose to the sky, covering the moonlight and stars in the sky.

Before the dozen or so masked people could react, they only felt that their bodies were thousands of times heavier than usual, and they suddenly sank, and they were embedded in the ground straight and straight, and they didn't even leave their heads, so they didn't even think about pulling them out.

Only then did Mo Yushu take out a spirit sword and point it at Bai Wufang from afar.

The two have a handsome appearance that is rare in the world, one is elegant, and the other is evil. They did not sympathize with each other, but when the enemies met, they were very red-eyed.

Moyu Shuben didn't want to fight at this time, but the other party was pressing step by step, so he could only see the real chapter under his hands.

The blue light flashed, and the surface of his body crackled twice, and electric snakes rose up one after another.

Thunder Jue?

As soon as this idea came to mind, it was vetoed by Bai Wufang.

Although the power of Yuntian Palace's thunder technique is not weak, it is only for ordinary people to play with, and people like them who have entered the Xuantian Secret Realm will definitely not take it seriously.

Bai Wufang also took out the spirit sword, and his momentum rose sharply.

"Hmph, I underestimated Your Excellency. ”

The ink jade book is not allowed to be divided, and the momentum is also rising.

"Qing is also extraordinary. ”

After a few breaths, the two of them moved at the same time, approached with their swords, and slashed at each other.

Boom!

The first time they met, they were evenly matched, and they each withdrew seven or eight zhang before they could stop. On the surface, they all pretended to be nothing, but there was a lot of shock in their hearts.

Mo Yushu's Lei Jue actually failed for the first time, and it didn't work against Bai Wufang.

Bai Wufang was also secretly surprised, Rao is he is proficient in the means of restraining thunder, but his body is still affected, and his hands and feet are a little stiff.

As we all know, in the five elements, water overcomes fire, fire overcomes gold, gold overcomes wood, wood overcomes earth, and earth overcomes water.

The five elements are the nature of heaven and earth. The crowd is better than the few, so the water is better than the fire, the fine is better than the strong, the fire is better than the gold, the rigid is better than the soft, so the gold is better than the wood, the special is better than the scattered, the wood is better than the soil, the real is better than the virtual, the soil is better than the water.

Gold, wood, water, fire and earth, derive all things, and restrain each other.

The five elements correspond to the gossip;

Gold --- dry, exchange: dry for the sky, exchange for Ze;

Fire --- separation: separation is fire;

Wood --- earthquake, Xun: earthquake is thunder, Xun is wind;

Water --- kan: kan is water;

Tu --- Gen, Kun: Gen is the mountain, Kun is the earth.

It is the old wood that gives birth to thunder, and the thunder belongs to the wood. People often see in the world that wood leads to thunder and burns, so Lei Yike wood.

But in a shabby book, he once saw a shocking and deviant fallacy—Mucre!

Then he sent a ghost to the ground and found countless logs to find them.

As a result, he really saw a strange scene, the thunder and lightning caused by the rune paper could not be transmitted through the wood.

Dried wood, to be exact.

At this point, he also believed the nonsense in that book.

It is good for the predecessors to plant trees and the descendants to enjoy the shade, but the principles of heaven and earth summarized by the predecessors are not all right.

Between him and Mo Yushu, they both fought against each other, and they still suffered some losses under each other, how could they not surprise him?

What's more, Mo Yushu had previously triggered the formation and trapped more than a dozen people from the dark group, and the spiritual power consumed was definitely not small.

The two of them adjusted their respective states and were ready to attack again, with endless fighting intent in their eyes.

There was nothing fancy, they rushed straight forward and went head-to-head, as if it was superfluous to deviate from the slightest deviation.

This time, after the impact of the spirit sword sounded, there was no intention of stopping, and he would not stop until he died!

Pong!Pong! Bang!

After a long stick of incense, the two are still indistinguishable, but they have lost their sharpness at the beginning, and they seem to have a tendency to exhaust themselves.

However, in the details, it can be found that it is the ink jade book that faintly has the upper hand.

Mo Yushu was exhausted, but he was still as fluttering as when he came, but he was white and flawless, his clothes were untidy, and his hair was a little messy.

As far as Moyushu is concerned, he has been immersed in this way for many years, and his perception and application of the potential are far from being comparable to those of a halfway monk like Bai Wufang.

"Winning ......"

"We don't know yet!"

Mo Yushu thought, there was no point in fighting any longer, he was still in a hurry.

He expected that the other party could also understand the gap, and he could see that he had a spare hand, but he didn't expect his words to be snatched away by the other party.

Bai Wufang suddenly threw away the spirit sword in his hand, placed his hands in front of him, and formed a fingerprint.

As soon as the fingerprints came out, his body trembled uncontrollably, his mouth opened, and a mouthful of blood mist spewed, staggering, and he almost wanted to fall.

"Crazy?"

Mo Yushu drank heavily, and at a glance, he could see that most of the doorways were the magical powers on the jade slips inherited by the Xuantian Sect.

However, Bai Wufang's eyes were resolute, and he forcibly held his fingers up, so that the fingerprints turned and stabilized.

After another mouthful of blood mist erupted, the light in his eyes quickly dimmed, and the spiritual power in his body was also drained.

Just as his fingers were about to flip again, Mo Yushu stepped forward and slashed his hand into a knife, intending to cut off the palm of his seal.

The moment Mo Yushu touched it, most of the spiritual power in his body was sucked away.

Where the three hands met, it was like a whirlpool of a storm, holding the two close together.

In this case, Mo Yushu couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then he thought of the current situation.

Without having time to think too much, he took out two folding fans, transported the last trace of spiritual power that had not had time to be drained, and triggered the formation on the folding fans.

On the surface of their bodies, a faint golden light floated.

Bang!

The sound of an incomparable explosion resounded throughout the night sky as if it were destroying the world.

The palms of the hands were finally separated, but the force that erupted on the palms was not something that the two of them could bear.

The formation that was attached to the surface shattered violently, and the two of them also vomited blood and flew upside down.