He frowned and asked, "Beast Teng Sword?"

Mo Ying said: "It's your business!"

As soon as the words fell, Miss Lan Yan jumped up, twisted her huge body in the air, and swept her tail towards the Dilian Palace.

Seeing this, Dilian Palace could only quickly retreat. As soon as he stood firm, the ink shadow was already pinching the gap, grabbed it, pulled the poison on the ground hard, and hurried to the side.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang: "Boom!"

When Mo Ying looked back, he saw that as soon as he left the ground, two strong palm winds blasted out two black holes from the ground, and there was some black smoke emitting from the black holes......

This place is so vicious that even the palace is so vicious, when he was avoiding the dragon, he didn't forget to give his uncle a blow!

If it hadn't been pulled up by himself, I'm afraid that the poison would have been on the spot at this moment.

"You are no opponent of this person, young man, let me go and leave quickly!" Seeing that Moying had saved himself, the Poison could be regarded as saying a human word.

"If you want to leave, no one can leave, you have to die!" The cold voice sounded behind Mo Ying's head, making the kid tremble.

He just wanted to turn around, but suddenly Miss Lan kept writhing, just like when he tamed him, as if he wanted to shake off something he hated?

Mo Ying felt bad, and immediately jumped down, twisted his body in the air again, and quickly swung a sword. The red sword light pierced the sky and slashed towards the body of the Dilian Palace......

Who would have thought that this Dilian Palace not only did not avoid it, but instead greeted the light, and said in his mouth: "A little kid who knows his fate realm dares to draw his sword with me, what can he do with the beast sword?"

Saying that, the "mountain" character appeared on the top of Dilian Palace's head in an instant, and the sword light slashed at this talisman shield in an instant, making a loud noise, and Dilian Palace only paused, and continued to chase in the direction of Moying.

Although the speed under his feet did not stop, he was also surprised in his heart: "This sword is really a divine object, and it is so powerful in the hands of a fateful boy, what if...... Hmph, then let's all die!"

He wanted to catch this kid and ask him well, after all, he could draw the beast sword, and he must know too many things in this mountain, but fortunately he was shrewd enough to follow quietly, or he didn't expect that old immortal poison, I'm afraid this opportunity would be missed?

If you can't get it, you will destroy it, this has always been the creed of Dilian Palace, not to mention that he only needs a sword, whether this person wants it or not, it depends on who he is?

The mind must be in mind, the "mountain" character was sacrificed again, and flew towards the ink shadow, the controllable and offensive rune, this time in the hands of the Dilian Palace, it was directly infused with a powerful attack intent, in the blink of an eye, the ink shadow was already inescapable, there was no way to escape, there was no way to avoid it, and it was instantly hit by the green rune and flew out......

"Don't hurt my brother!" Yan Yiyi, who had been listening to Mo Ying's orders and couldn't do it easily, couldn't hold back any longer, the long sword in her hand was like a spiritual snake, and with more than a dozen sword shadows, she locked the upper body of Dilian Palace, seeing that she only needed one more time, she could penetrate this old guy's heart, liver, spleen, stomach and kidneys......

However, in the next second, Dilian Palace's mocking face shook in front of Yan Shirt's eyes, and quickly disappeared, and then Yan Shirt flew out upside down in the direction she came, and a touch of red sprayed out of her mouth, she was shocked, her eyes were black, and she fainted.

Seeing that Qianying was about to fall to the ground, a red figure swept towards her, opened its big mouth and bit the area of her clothes, and then fell gently.

The moment it landed, the medicine-free mountain became quiet again.

For those who are about to die, this silence is the tranquility before asking for life, and for the Dilian Palace, it is the prelude to the overlord dominating life and death.

He didn't pay attention to Yan Yi's shirt, let alone the blue-blue Jiaolong Lanyan Miss, and walked straight towards the ink shadow......

Every step he took, in the eyes of Mo Ying, the scene of the cliff passed through his mind again. It's just that now he can still slowly raise his head, slowly stand up, and look at the slowly approaching Dilian Palace, and suddenly have a devilish smile on his face.

A smile hung on the bloody lips, on the face. Let Dilian Palace be stunned suddenly, he had never felt the feeling of panic on this seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, but he couldn't say what it was......

He stared at the young man in front of him tightly and said, "Give me the beast sword, and you can go down the mountain!"

"Stop dreaming, me!" Ink Shadow was furious, and as soon as his chest ached, blood gushed out, spilling right on the Beast Teng Sword. I saw that the beast sword let out a roar, and the black sword body began to turn red, like a red-hot iron tool in the furnace of a blacksmith shop, and the ink shadow could actually feel the temperature transmitted from the sword body to the hilt.

didn't think much about it, he slashed towards Dilian Palace, this sword body, which was originally less than four feet, grew wildly, and in the blink of an eye, it was already above the forehead of Dilian Palace.

Seeing this, Dilian Gong couldn't help but be shocked, but fortunately, he had been prepared, and quickly jumped up, like a spirit monkey, and avoided the red sword of light.

Then on tiptoe to the ground, the whole person flew out again, and instantly came behind the ink shadow, with a light buckle with one hand, the ink shadow's wrist was buckled in his hand, and then with a force, the beast Teng sword fell to the ground, and then slapped a palm, and the ink shadow was directly slapped out five or six feet, rolled on the ground a few times, and did not move......

He didn't even look at the body of the ink shadow flying out, and with some excitement, he grabbed the beast sword tightly in his hand.

Hehe! Spirit Sword Recognizes Lord?

It's good that he doesn't catch it, but he himself is blinded by this catch. The sword kept shaking in his hand, no matter how tightly he held it, no matter how much he incorporated the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi into his hand, the sword still kept trembling, and the more it trembled, the more it trembled, almost knocking himself to the ground.

At this moment, a vigorous and powerful voice came: "That's not your thing, put it down!"

There was a kind of majesty in his voice that made people unable to resist, Di Liangong was stunned for a moment, his hand loosened slightly, the sword broke free directly from his hand, and after circling around his head twice mischievously, it flew directly in the direction of the ink shadow......

Dilian Palace saw that the beast Teng sword in his hand actually flew by itself, and his heart burned with anger, directly ignoring the vigorous and powerful voice, and chased after him. Unexpectedly, before he had chased a foot away, the strong and powerful voice sounded again: "If you take another step, you will die in this medicineless mountain!"

This is the pronouncement, the verdict of death!

Dilian Palace's heart tightened, he usually likes to pretend to be arrogant like this, which is based on the premise of strong strength. Now he felt that the voice was more domineering than he was, and it forced him to stop.

He looked at the ink shadow that had fallen to the ground, and hurriedly asked, "Who are you?"

Moying doesn't answer!

Could it be that he is dead?" Di Liangong thought to himself, and his feet moved forward again. A gust of evening wind blew, and he saw an old man with silver hair and white beard walking towards him in a sea of clouds, his steps were very large, one step seemed to cross the mountains and rivers, one step seemed to cross the ocean, and every step he took, his face would be much younger, and he had been walking like this, elegant and extraordinary.

And around his body, endless vitality followed, and Di Liangong suddenly felt like a strong wind hitting, his clothes were agitated, and even his mouth was blown crooked.

Dilian Gong's pupils continued to dilate, trying to see this person more clearly? Who expected that as soon as he turned his face, there was a crisp sound on his face, and he was slapped hard, and the whole person flew out towards the top of the mountain like a crossbow arrow......

Everything changed quietly, the surroundings were quiet, and when the evening breeze was slowing, the entire drug-free mountain was as silent as death in the white moonlight......

After about half an hour, Mo Ying slowly woke up, he slowly opened his eyes, and felt that the sea of clouds in front of him was disappearing, and the white fog that did not disperse in his mind disappeared in an instant......

He looked around, except for the white expanse, there was nothing, he shook his head desperately, and he was also confused, only remembering that after he was knocked away by the old immortal, he passed out, and in the coma, he actually had a dream, in which he seemed to see the figure of Nangong Ziyan's predecessor again......

Could it be that he saved himself?

Mo Ying thought about it, and felt that it was too incredible, so he simply didn't want to think about it, anyway, he was still alive, just be alive!

He slowly reached into his arms, took out a small black pill, and threw it into his mouth. Then he slowly got up, sat cross-legged, and after a moment of pranayama, he already felt that he had recovered seventy or eighty percent, and the pain of the tearing disappeared from the heavy blow he had just received.

He quickly stood up, ran in the direction of the shirt, quickly helped her up, and probed her nose, fortunately, the steady snort symbolized that the shirt was fine.

After shaking the shirt a few times, the shirt woke up, and then turned his pulse again, and then asked, "Do you feel unwell?"

The shirt shook his head and said: "That person is too powerful, I lost it to protect my heart at the time, or I would ...... it."

"Don't worry, we have survived so far, we won't die so easily!"

After Mo Ying finished speaking, he also took out a black "black jade clay" from his arms and put it into the mouth of Yan Yi's shirt.

Then he said to the Red Shadow, "Look at the shirt!"

He turned around and ran out of the medicine-free pavilion.

On the hillside outside the medicine-free pavilion, an old man was lying, and Mo Ying approached and saluted respectfully: "Master, are you okay?"

The ghost doctor slowly opened his eyes and said, "Fortunately, when I flew out, I was caught by your kid and Miss Lan, otherwise the old man would have flown to the foot of the mountain!"

Mo Ying turned his head to look at Miss Lan Yan beside the ghost doctor, patted her head, and suddenly looked at the ghost doctor and said, "You and the poison were both seriously injured, and you helped him block another kill, fortunately there is black jade Xuanni, otherwise you, the old ghost, will really hang up!"

The ghost doctor coughed twice and said, "I just like that you don't have a big or small speech, by the way, how about the poison?"

"What do you care about him? Just let him die! You have a good heart to save him once, and your disciples and grandsons will save him once, and then you will fend for yourself!"

As soon as Mo Ying finished speaking, he heard a scream of "Ah!"