Chapter Twenty-Seven: An Unborn Genius!

At this moment, there was a long roar, and his right foot stretched out suddenly, and he pushed his strength to the cliff wall. This time to survive from the dead is really to do the power of life. In the exclamation of everyone, Ping Fan had risen a few feet with the help of his strength, and then with a wave of his arms, he actually crossed the boulder and rushed straight to the sky.

Ordinary people were in mid-air, knowing that they would not be fortunate today, and in their rage, they no longer recklessly recklessly threw their hands into fists and slammed into the boulder. This boulder is dozens of zhang high from the ground, that is, no one pushes it, and the downward trend is bound to be extremely vicious. Seeing that something was wrong, everyone under the cliff shouted and fled. I only heard a loud "boom", and the boulder smashed on the ground, and there was a bottomless pit when I landed. Several disciples fled slowly, and were blown up by the wind from which the boulder landed, and their noses and faces were swollen, and their hands and feet were broken. The rest of the few who escaped quickly were also covered in dust and fell in embarrassment. Seeing everyone's appearance, Ping Fan laughed and fell straight to the bottom of the cliff.

At this moment, countless thoughts suddenly flashed through ordinary minds: when he was young, his family was poor and relied on Wang Lin's help; when he was a little older, he had to go up the mountain to hunt with the village adults in order to make a living; and later, together with Wang Lin, he went to the Shangqing faction to participate in the interview...... All kinds of incidents came one after another.

"No, I can't die!"

An ordinary and sudden spirit, awakened from the illusion. only heard a soft sound of "snort", and Ping Fan actually pulled out the Chixiao from the Qiankun bag on his waist. At this time, he had no distractions in his heart, and his right arm was sent to the cliff, and with a brush, the long sword shook violently and sank straight into the stone. However, the force of ordinary descent was so fierce that Chixiao only blocked it slightly, and then slid down as fast as lightning.

"your grandma!"

Ping Fan scolded, and struck the side of the sword with a skillful force, slightly blocking the force of falling, and then threw the sword with his right hand, biting the tip of his tongue with his teeth, and a mouthful of essence blood sprayed towards the sword body. At the same time, the ordinary hands pinched the trick and shouted: "Imperial sword technique, disease!"

The next moment.

In mid-air, a sharp sound of "snort" suddenly broke out!

Then, the red light flashed in the air, and the red sky turned into a red light, and it fell straight down from the sky with great speed, and the sound of "ding" could be found on the soles of ordinary feet. Ordinary pressed on the sword body of Chixiao, Chixiao let out a long groan, and fell down the cliff with Pingfan. This strange change occurred, and everyone was stunned for a moment, and then they all laughed out loud.

In the laughter of everyone, the ordinary cao sword control trick was in a hurry. The long sword was pointing east and west, spinning back and forth in the air. Suddenly, Chixiao shook violently, and fell straight from the sky!

"Zheng!"

In the midst of everyone's exclamations, Chixiao suddenly paused, and then flew straight into the air. The ordinary expression was solemn, the magic of his hands changed, and Chixiao swept sharply, gradually calming down. Ordinary people have experience, the fear gradually fades, and the hands change tricks again, Chixiao spun around in the air a few times, and suddenly the ground turned sharply, and fell to the ground like lightning.

Ordinary feet on the ground, not much to say, his body shook, and in an instant, he arrived in front of Gu Feng's eyes. Gu Feng didn't expect him to come so quickly, and as soon as he was stunned, he felt a chill on his neck, and he was already pointed by Chixiao in his throat. Pingfan put the sword on the side and shouted: "The surname Gu, kneel down for me!" Gu Feng was helpless, so he had to bend his knees and kneel down. The disciples were about to come forward to rescue each other, but they saw that on the side of the ordinary sword blade, a bloody cut was drawn on Gu Feng's neck. Everyone exclaimed in unison and retreated a few steps in unison.

Gu Feng was frightened, his face was cold for a while, and then he felt a sticky and greasy feeling, and it turned out that he was spit out by the ordinary. Gu Feng was humiliated in front of everyone's eyes, and couldn't help but be furious, and secretly cursed in his heart: "You little thief, you humiliate me like this." He said that I was looking for an opportunity, and I will definitely crush your bones and ashes, and I will not stop until your soul is scattered. ”

Before he could think about it, he saw that the ordinary right hand was stretched out, and with a "snap", he was slapped heavily in the face. I only heard Pingfan sneer: "The surname is Gu, you are kneeling on the ground now, what qualifications do you have to fight with me?" Gu Feng snorted and did not answer, but he was secretly thinking about a way to get out in his heart.

Ordinary eyes look at Gu Feng, and new hatreds and old hatreds in their hearts will come up together. When I think of anger, I can't suppress the resentment in my heart. Suddenly, a voice in my head kept shouting, "Kill him, kill him!"

The ordinary eyes opened, and his expression was full of hideousness.

Chixiao made a soft "buzz", as if he had a consciousness, pulled the ordinary right arm, and slashed towards Gu Feng's neck. Ordinary and muddy, with an idiotic smile on his face. In the smile, what are you doing, evil and ruthless.

"Wait!"

At this moment, a white shadow swept by the field, and one more person came out of thin air. Ordinary people heard the cheers, only to feel a sudden shock in their brains, and involuntarily woke up. As soon as the ordinary man was clear, he couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, and said secretly: "What's wrong with me? Why did I suddenly become cruel and tyrannical? Isn't it as good as a beast like him who cares about human life like me?"

Thinking of this, the ordinary killing machine suddenly dissipated, and he couldn't help but look at the man in white.

This is a man with a very beautiful face, picturesque eyebrows, and skin as white as snow. However, in his eyes, there was a faint, lingering sadness.

The man in white walked in front of the ordinary man and said lightly: "Senior Brother Ping, let him go!" Although the voice was low, it had an irresistible majesty. Ping Fan was slightly stunned, and was about to say something to ask, when a strong surge came from the cold sword, and the long sword involuntarily drooped and slid off Gu Feng's shoulder. This sudden surprise made everyone feel shocked. Among these many people, the ordinary is the most prominent. Because so many people present, even him himself, never saw him or see him make a move, and he didn't even move. This person's skills are so strong that he has reached the realm of formlessness and formlessness, sending and receiving from the heart. Ordinary people have been entering the realm at a rapid pace since these days, but compared to him, they don't know how far they are behind.

Ping Fan was slightly stunned, and said secretly: "Self-coming spells, all of them are pinching spells, concentrating and concentrating, and they can be cast." Why did he shake my long sword away without moving at all? But his mana is so strong, but he is not the slightest bit domineering, but I really don't know when and what month I can reach such a realm!" Thinking of this, the horror in his heart turned into admiration, and he immediately asked, "Dare to ask what this senior is called?"

When the man in white heard this, he smiled slightly and said, "My surname is Mo, you can call me Senior Brother Mo." Ping Fan frowned and thought, "Senior Brother Mo, why have I never heard of his name?"

was thinking about it, but saw that his face suddenly sank, and his eyes swept around everyone's faces like cold lightning. Everyone was looked at by him, and they all trembled in their hearts. The man in white frowned and asked, "What the hell is going on?" When everyone touched his eyes, they all shivered, and they didn't dare to make a sound for a long time. Even Gu Feng, who was used to being rampant and domineering, was silent at this time, and he couldn't say a word. At this moment, everyone present had this thought in their hearts: "This man is so capable! Who is he?"

The man in white glanced at Gu Feng sideways, and said coldly: "Senior Brother Gu, do you think that if you don't say it, I won't know?" Let me ask you, what is the seventeenth article of this sect rule?" These words were not loud, but when Gu Feng heard it, he couldn't help but turn pale for a while, and replied with a cower: "Back to the words of the predecessors, the seventeenth article of the sect rules: All disciples of this sect must not fight with others in private, let alone harm people's lives for no reason. If there is a transgression, it should be accepted, and it should be ......" The man in white asked, "What should be suffered?"

Before Gu Feng could speak, he heard a disciple in Tsing Yi behind him say, "What is this guy's big horn?" As soon as his right hand was raised, a red light immediately gushed out, turning into a two-zhang long fire snake in mid-air, heading straight for the vest of the man in white. Seeing this, Ping Fan hurriedly shouted, "Be careful!"

When the man in white heard this, he didn't hear it, but he still stood facing Gu Feng, and said: "You should be punished with fifty lashes, right? When Gu Feng heard this, his face turned pale.

As soon as the words fell, the fiery snake had already hit the back of the man in white. The disciple was complacent, and behind the man in white, ten thousand white lights suddenly appeared, and like a huge whirlpool, the fiery snake was swept in. The white light was fleeting, and in the blink of an eye, it returned to its ordinary appearance. When everyone saw that his spell was so powerful, their faces changed. The green-clothed disciple lost his magic weapon, and he was even more frustrated.

The man in white stood up straight and said slowly: "My generation cultivates the truth, and what I cultivate is not only a spell, but also the heart of the true Tao. As decent disciples, even if we can't do chivalrous righteousness and help the needy, we should never bully the weak and kill innocents indiscriminately!" ”

The man in white turned his head and said to the green-clothed disciple: "Ninth Senior Brother, if my magic skills are far inferior to yours, wouldn't I have been killed by you for your sneak attack just now? He said, If you change your ways, I will return the magic weapon to you, will you accept it?" The green-clothed disciple failed to sneak attack, and he was already frightened, but he was afraid that he would torture himself with ten times more cruel methods. Unexpectedly, he was willing to return the magic weapon, and couldn't help but be overjoyed, and nodded again and again: "Yes, yes! The disciple thanked the seniors!"

The man in white smiled slightly and said, "I'm not a senior, I'm just like you, I'm a disciple of the Qingxuan Zhenren of the Bodhi Academy, as I said before, my surname is Mo." Ladies and gentlemen, don't forget to go to the Discipline Hall to receive the punishment later. With that, he stretched out his hand and carried the ordinary, and floated away. Only the disciples of the Bodhi Academy were left chattering and said:

"He said his surname is Mo, could it be Senior Brother Mo Wuchen?"

"Yes, only Senior Brother Mo has such an extraordinary cultivation of sanctification. ”

"It turned out to be him, the legendary genius who was not born in the world! I am not wronged if I lost to him today......!"

(PS: At this point, the opponent of the pig's foot really surfaced.) As for that Gu Feng, he was just a gentleman's second ancestor, and he was insignificant at all. I spent so much pen and ink writing about Gu Feng, in fact, to draw out such a number one character as Mo Wuchen. How strong is Mo Wuchen? Later, everyone should know. Click here, close it, and you will naturally explain it later. )