The formation backfired, Song Ruoxi was in a coma, although he was still alive, his face was sallow, his breathing was weak, Mo Suifeng didn't dare to delay time, and he didn't care about cleaning the battlefield, so he stepped forward and wanted to pick up Song Ruoxi and go back to the city for help. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Suddenly, Mo had a bad omen in his heart, and a yin wind hit from the back of his head.

Don't roll sideways with the wind, and at the same time the spiritual sense sweeps out.

A flying sword shot from where he was standing just now, and at the same time, two figures turned out of the dense forest, and it was Nong Xufeng and Nong Xuxuan of Qingxuguan, the two of them stood side by side, both holding swords.

Mo Suifeng was fearless in his heart, slowly stood up, and looked at the two of them.

"Hehe, kid, is your cultivation good? You were able to escape from my Spirit Wood Cage Formation and kill ten of my disciples!" Although he said that, Nong Xufeng didn't have the slightest sadness at all.

"Senior brother, look! What is that" Nong Xuxuan ignored Mo Suifeng and pointed to the few plants that had grown unusually tall.

Those few small trees stained with Song Ruoxi's blood are now several times larger than between, but they exude a strong wood aura, and the branches are also decorated with flower bones, looking like they are about to bloom.

Nong Xufeng looked thoughtfully at Song Ruoxi lying on the ground, as well as the blood marks left on the corners of Song Ruoxi's mouth.

"Could it be the Wood Spirit Treasure Body?" Nong Xufeng looked at Nong Xuxuan excitedly.

Nong Xuxuan also smiled at the corner of his mouth, and his face showed excitement: "Well, it's very likely, although it's not very sure, it's very similar to the legend!"

Nong Xufeng walked forward and said happily: "Senior sister, when I clean up this kid, let's study this girl well, it seems that our luck is coming.............

Before Nong Xufeng finished speaking, he felt that there seemed to be something more in his chest, which was very dazzling, as if it was a sword tip, and then a sharp pain came.

He didn't seem to believe that this was true, turned his body with difficulty, and looked at his junior sister, but the junior sister was more decisive than he imagined, reached out and pulled out the long sword, and kicked Nong Xufeng to the ground.

Blood flowed down the tip of the sword on the grass, and Nong Xuxuan still had a cold expression on his face, as if he had killed not a senior brother, but an unrelated animal.

Things happened too fast, and Mo Suifeng, who was so fast that he was on the other side, was not mentally prepared.

I thought that I had completely adapted to this world, and after listening to the conversation between Nong Xufeng and the others, I thought that this Nong Xuxuan was a good person, but just now, Mo Suifeng's understanding was refreshed again, and the moral concept of chaos was subverted again.

Nong Xuxuan walked slowly towards Mo Suifeng with a sword in his hand, without a trace of expression on his face, and said coldly to Mo Suifeng: "Little ghost, are you cutting yourself, or let the old lady send you on the road!"

As a monk in the foundation building period, Nong Xuxuan knew at a glance that Mo Suifeng was not a qi refiner, a secular person who had not even reached the level of qi refining, and she usually didn't bother to look at it.

This woman is a real femme fatale, and a wave of disgust for no reason surged into Mo Suifeng's heart, he straightened his waist, looked at Xuan Xuan with the eyes of the dead, and slowly replied: "Don't be old, you bother, or I'll send you on the road!"

Before he finished speaking, Mo Suifeng's Divine Thorn had already been activated, and a bit of white light shot out from his forehead.

When it comes to vicious people, things like righteousness and light are legends.

Nong Xuxuan's face was sneering, and his head tilted, just to avoid the stabbing of the gods.

"Is this what you rely on? At a young age, it's not bad that you can master the method of spiritual sense attack!" Nong Xuxuan said in the tone of an elder.

Don't be shocked with the wind, this Nong Xuxuan is indeed much older than Nong Xuhong, and he actually knows the method of spiritual knowledge.

If the sneak attack fails, then let's be hard, Mo Suifeng didn't answer, he used force under his feet, his body ran forward, and he was a punch in the head.

Nong Xuxuan shook his body to dodge Mo Suifeng's iron fist, and the sword in his hand picked up a sword flower and slashed at Mo Suifeng.

Mo Suifeng was shocked by the wind, not knowing that the sword light was real, he immediately retreated quickly, but the sword light was like a spirit, and suddenly the light skyrocketed.

Brush brush, Mo Suifeng connected the three swords, although the sword light only entered the muscles by an inch, and was bounced out by Mo Suifeng's timely activation of the mixed yuan real body, but the three skins of the middle sword, there were still blood beads oozing out.

"It turned out to be a body refining cultivator who didn't know how to swordsmanship!

But having said that, Nong Xuxuan showed no mercy in his hands, and the sword turned into silk, like a net in the sky, covering Mo Suifeng.

Mo dodged left and right with the wind, jumping up and down, pitiful that he had no strength, he couldn't even touch other people's clothes, and he was only able to parry for a while, and he had no power to fight back.

Nong Xuxuan really taught Mo Suifeng a good lesson, you have strength, you have defense, what, there are no advanced secret skills, no advanced exercises, you can't exert your strength.

Nong Xuxuan attacked, Mo Suifeng defended, and in a blink of an eye, half a cup of tea time passed, and Mo Suifeng, who was already scarred, had more than a dozen scars added to his body, and Nong Xuxuan was indeed unharmed.

Mo, who was already very tired, grew snort with the wind, and a feeling of powerlessness came to his heart.

At this moment, a white light flashed in the air, and a sword light shot from afar.

Mo Suifeng and Nong Xuxuan, each jumped out of the circle with a false move, and looked at it.

A beautiful woman fell, how to look, this beauty does not seem to be outstanding, but under a closer look, you can feel her amazing charm, unlike ordinary women, the charm of a beautiful woman does not come from the outside, her charm is from the inside out, is the kind of woman who looks more and more beautiful, and the more she looks, the more she tastes a woman.

The beautiful woman ignored Mo Suifeng and Nong Xuxuan, and went straight to Song Ruoxi who was lying on the ground.

Mo Suifeng and Nong Xuxuan were in a hurry, rushed towards Song Ruoxi at the same time, and shouted in unison: "Senior!"

"Quack!" the beautiful woman didn't raise her head, and with a wave of her big sleeves, a huge coercion was in the air.

Mo Suifeng and Nong Xuxuan were all hit hard, spurting blood from their mouths and falling to the ground.

"I'm rubbing, I bumped into evil today, how could I meet such a strong person!" Mo Suifeng was depressed in his heart, but under the huge pressure, he couldn't speak, and his body couldn't move.

The beautiful woman took a shot out of thin air, and Song Ruoxi's body flew into the beautiful woman's arms.

Seeing the beautiful woman like this, Mo was in a hurry with the wind, plucked up all his strength, and stood trembling under the support of a ruthless force, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Senior, the little sister is seriously injured......"

Before he could finish speaking, the beautiful woman waved her hand and interrupted him, and said softly: "Yes, under my pressure, you can still stand up, you are good, I can naturally see her injury, your sister is destined for me, she should be my disciple in this life, her worldly fate is over, no matter who you are, forget her as soon as possible!"

Although the beautiful woman is so moving, but at this moment, Mo Suifeng feels that her words are so annoying, the eldest husband would rather die than give in, Mo Suifeng wants to continue to speak as soon as he turns his heart.

But the beautiful woman didn't give him any chance, picked up Song Ruoxi and flew away as a meteor, but when she left, she pointed at Nong Xuxuan, ending Nong Xuxuan's life, and the whole process was like crushing an ant, high up, without a trace of fireworks.

Poor Nong Xuxuan didn't even have a chance to distinguish it, so it completely disappeared.

After a big battle, Song Ruoxi was forcibly taken away, and there was no one alive in the huge scene except for Mo Suifeng. Mo Suifeng looked up at the sky, his expression confused, and muttered, "Could it be that this is the real world of cultivation?"