Chapter 47: The Battle of Siyan Island 4

The flying dust dispersed, and Xiao Xiao and Mo Wudao suddenly separated and flew upside down.

Between the two!

This was the idea that instantly popped into Mo Wudao's mind. The eyes were like eagle eyes, revealing a cold gaze, murderous and awe-inspiring.

"You are the most talented young man I have ever met, but unfortunately, you will die today!" Mo Wudao was murderous, looking at Xiao Xiao's gaze as if he were looking at a dead person.

Xiao Xiao's terrifying talent made him feel murderous and wanted to end the trouble. The other party's talent was so terrifying that he felt scared, since he had offended the other party today, he simply cut the grass and eradicated the roots.

Kill the other party in the process of growth, even if the evil person is, as long as he has not grown up and died, everything is empty.

Mo Wudao wanted to kill Xiao Xiao here ruthlessly in order not to raise tigers in the future.

His right hand was placed on the head of a dragon's head at his waist, and with a strong pull, he pulled out a silver-white soft sword, which shone with silver light, slashing through the sky, like a thunderbolt and lightning slashing, hitting Xiao Xiao and leaving.

Xiao Xiao had long been wary of the other party's move, and he had already suffered on top of this move. For the people of the four major families in Wuqi Town, it is not surprising that they can take out the 'spiritual weapon' that the other party said.

Therefore, when Xiao Xiao was fighting against Mo Wudao, he had long been prepared for the other party to suddenly take out the spirit weapon, and he was at a loss

The body technique was exerted to the extreme, incarnating into countless afterimages, flying shadows on top of each other, dodging the sword light of Mo Wudao's soft sword.

You can only dodge between them, occasionally unleashing a painless attack.

As the saying goes: if you keep it for a long time, you will lose it.

Xiao Xiao has been in a state of letting go since Mo Wudao took out the spirit weapon soft sword, if it weren't for the ghost's evasion speed, and the fact that he happened to break through the innate realm in battle, I am afraid that he would have become a revenant under the sword at this moment.

After all, Xiao Xiao had just entered the innate realm, and he was not able to use his innate true qi freely, plus Mo Wudao had been in the innate realm for many years, and now he was afraid that he had already reached the middle stage of innate cultivation.

As time went by, Xiao Xiao had more and more flaws in the battle, and his injuries became more and more serious, if it weren't for his super physical defense, he would probably have died at this moment.

There were more and more sword wounds on Xiao Xiao's body, and his entire cyan shirt had been soaked in blood to blood red.

Mo Wudao had already seen that the multi-party was at the end of the crossbow, but he was in a cautious mind, and he wanted to make sure that the other party had no power to fight back, so that he could really kill him.

This is also his usual cautious psychology.

When he finally confirmed that the other party had been exhausted, and there was no trace of cultivation power, he burst into a shout: "Boy, suffer death!"

However, just as Mo Wudao jumped up, held the sword in one hand, and aimed it at Xiao Xiao's throat, when a sword stabbed out, an almost crazy laugh came out.

"Mo has no way, no way and no virtue, and he is indeed as famous as his name. You dare to kill even the people I value?" a sudden voice resounded through everyone's heart.

Especially Shangguan Yunshan and Mo Yurao, when they heard the voice of the comer, their bodies involuntarily felt a vibration. The two seem to have a tacit understanding.

At the same time, the selector stopped, tilting his head to find the source of the sound.

A head full of white hair as white as snow, with a windless and automatic hair, with an old face, it looks like an old woman in her prime, her face is full of wrinkles, and even flies dare not approach.

Only a pair of bright eyes, as if they wanted to have a killing aura, as if their eyes were hiding infinite evil and resentment

A series of emerald green robes enveloped his entire body, and the white snowflakes seemed to float in the air, and the dotted green robes of the white-haired old woman were dotted with them, which looked particularly graceful and luxurious.

The whole person sat on top of a bamboo wheelchair, and behind him stood a tall, thin, short, and gray-haired old man on the left and right.

The tall and thin old man held a trigeminous halberd, and his eyes had sunk into his sockets, leaving only two eyeballs in the sockets.

And the short and fat old man held a swarthy copper hammer in each hand, and on his thick neck, a string of bone chains was encircled, and when he walked, his huge belly shook back and forth, and his figure flashed, like a round ball of meat, waving a huge copper hammer and suddenly appeared in front of Xiao Xiao, blocking Mo Wudao who wanted to kill the latter.

Shangguan Yunshan showed an incredulous expression, and asked tentatively, "Sanniang, fat and thin two elders?"

But Mo Yurao sneered and said undeniably: "The old slut is here!"

Who would have thought that as soon as Mo Yurao's words fell, he felt a strong wind hitting his cheeks with a 'snap', his cheeks were hot, and there were five more finger prints on his originally red face.

Subconsciously reached out and wiped the corners of his mouth, gently wiped the blood hanging on the corners of his mouth, and began to look for who had slapped him so 'loudly' on the ground just now.

But before he could turn his head, the tall and thin gray-haired old man beside the white-haired woman Dong Sanniang said coldly: "Insult the third lady, slap your mouth!"

On the other side, because of the intervention of the short and fat old man, Xiao Xiao rescued Xiao Xiao, who was as strong as the end, Xiao Xiao immediately felt the pressure, and his whole body relaxed, and with the help of Shangguan Xiaoyu, who came forward anxiously, he quickly left the battlefield.

The battle between Shangguan Jinghong and Lin Hate has entered a white-hot situation, and even Dong Sanniang's appearance only glanced at it, and continued to attack frantically

Although Lin Hate only glanced at it, when he saw Dong Sanniang and the fat and thin two elders, he couldn't help but show a trace of anxiety in the depths of his eyes.

The fat old man turned out to be Xiao Xiao's position, and continued to fight with Mo Wudao, but Mo Wudao's face showed unprecedented seriousness, while the fat old man opposite him had a relaxed and indifferent attitude.

The fat and thin two elders were the guests of the head of the Dong family in Wuqi Town, and after the Dong family was destroyed by one move, the fat and thin two elders always wanted to avenge the dead heroic soul.

But he has been suffering from revenge and has no way to take revenge, until Dong Sanniang was rumored to have colluded with outsiders, betrayed the family and was expelled from the Shangguan family, the fat and thin two elders were looking around, trying to find Dong Sanniang's whereabouts

"Mo slut, you also have today!hahaha" The white-haired woman ignored Mo Yurao's cannibalistic gaze and laughed loudly.

The indescribable joy in my heart is like a resentment that has been pent up for many years and has been released a little.

After Shangguan Yunshan confirmed Dong Sanniang's identity, the whole person was in a state of silence, just quietly looking at the white-haired woman and muttering, "Sanniang, it's really you!"

The white-haired woman Dong Sanniang ignored it, as if she regarded Shangguan Yunshan as air, she didn't even open her eyes to look at each other, stared at Mo Yurao resentfully, the cold light in her eyes was rising, and she gritted her teeth and said, "Uncle Fan, capture this woman for me!"

Mo Yurao subconsciously retreated after hearing this, she had just learned the power of the tall and thin old man, she didn't even have the strength to retract, the other party was definitely a strong person in the late congenital stage, and it was even possible that he was a strong person at the peak of the congenital Great Perfection

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