Chapter 67 Strong Purple Jade

The cold killing aura swept around, and the mad demon's Zi Chen shivered coldly, and the bloodthirsty and terrifying bloodshot in his eyes receded, regaining a trace of clarity. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Looking at the purple-clothed and purple-robed man who had already walked in front of him, the wisps of resentment and resentment in his heart instantly filled his body.

"Little cub, kowtow and admit your mistakes, cut off your arm, Lao Tzu will spare you, otherwise you will ......" Hehe laughed twice, his face was condensed with the evil spirit of killing, and the smile on the corner of his mouth looked hideous and weird in the cold weather.

"Otherwise, how about otherwise?" Zhao Haochen's expression was indifferent, and he didn't take his words to heart at all. Ye Qingling led a group of Golden Jade Tower masters to stand behind Zhao Haochen in a timely manner.

"Ye Qingling, do you want to cause a big war between the two factions?" The cold voice was mixed with heavy doubts, Mo Yuxuan held a flute in his hand, and walked over leisurely, "Why do you want to stand up for this hairy boy?

Seeing Mo Yuxuan coming over, Zi Chen naturally didn't dare to be arrogant, and stood silently behind Mo Yuxuan, looking at Zhao Haochen coldly, with a treacherous smile on the corner of his mouth, as if looking at his prey.

Mo Yuxuan glanced at Zhao Haochen and set his eyes on Ye Qingling. In his eyes, Zhao Haochen has become a dead man, and Ye Qingling is the one worthy of his attention.

In Mo Yuxuan's eyes, Ye Qingling would not really fight with his own side in the real sense of life and death no matter what, even if he did too much, it was just some fights that didn't hurt his skin.

glanced at Zhao Haochen with fear, and seeing that he was indifferent, he stepped forward. Smiling, like a blooming white lotus flower on the snow, gentle in the cold, even more enchanting in the cold, twisting the soft and delicate body, standing opposite Mo Yuxuan.

However, she felt uncomfortable, as if a long sword hung above her head, and she didn't know when it would fall.

"What about going to war?" As if the branches pressed by the snow suddenly bounced into the air, Ye Qingling was full of a soothing smile, but said word by word, her voice was cold, and she completely lost her watery tenderness. However, when she said this, she was also taken aback by her words.

Mo Yuxuan had a feeling that as long as he responded, Ye Qingling would definitely cause a war between the two factions. stared at Ye Qingling coldly, as if she wanted to see something from her cold eyes.

"Let me kill this kid, our well water will not interfere with the river water!" Mo Yuxuan looked at Ye Qingling coldly.

Ye Qingling's eyelids jumped, you want to kill this master, it is estimated that when you know the identity of this master, I am afraid that you will not be able to die even if you want to, and I was about to open my mouth and resolutely decide, but I heard Zhao Haochen sigh.

"Mo Shao, you're forcing me to kill you!"

If you don't recruit a killer, for this kind of person, Zhao Haochen has already included it in the list of mortals. Narrow-minded people don't know how many heroes have been killed.

He sighed, but it caused a group of purple-robed people behind Mo Yuxuan to burst into laughter.

Mo Yuxuan looked at Zhao Haochen very curiously, and sneered: "If you want to kill me, don't look at how many catties and taels you have!"

Mo Yuxuan didn't take Zhao Haochen's words to heart at all, when he recruited him a few days ago, Zhao Haochen didn't even touch the threshold of martial cultivation, a month apart, even if he made rapid progress, what realm could he reach, he was an intermediate level in the Desolate Yuan Realm, and he was threatened by a small minion, it was really ridiculous.

Ye Qingling's expression was shocked when he heard this, although he knew that the identity of this master was terrifying, and a huge aura was released from his body before, and his cultivation must be superb, but somehow, why is his current cultivation so ......

Litter!

After thinking about it for a long time, I can only use this one word to describe it.

However, at this moment, Ye Qingling's momentum has climbed to the extreme, as long as this master is in danger, she can make a move as soon as possible, and this is enough.

Zhao Haochen shook his head, "Ziyulou will be defeated in your hands!"

Zhao Haochen's words were very light, and there was no trace of murderous intent on his body, but Mo Yuxuan's heart trembled, and he hurriedly flew backwards. At the same time, a purple-robed figure behind him flashed, rushed to Mo Yuxuan like lightning, and shouted: "Young master, go away!"

But before his voice could completely fall, Zhao Haochen had already moved.

The sword was unsheathed, and the cold light was shining.

A member of the Purple Jade Building wanted to block it, but he was pierced through the chest by Zhao Haochen's sword.

Zhao Haochen stepped forward and had already come to Mo Yuxuan.

Mo Yuxuan was shocked to hear the sudden change, and he had the fastest initial reaction, but he still lost the opportunity, and with his actual combat experience, he dodged left and right, and finally broke away from Zhao Haochen's sword light.

As soon as he fought, Zhao Haochen felt his shortcomings, his cultivation was too low, even if he took the means of sneak attack, he couldn't help Mo Yuxuan, and he couldn't touch him at all. Mo Yuxuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his mouth flashed with an evil smile.

The people of Ziyulou quickly stepped forward, eyeing each other, ready to take a siege posture, but who knows, Jinyulou's people rushed up and stood firmly behind Zhao Haochen, and Ye Qingling directly locked Mo Yuxuan.

"Zhao Haochen, Ben Shao will give you a choice, join my Ziyu Building, and the grievances will be written off from now on! Otherwise, if you kill my Ziyu Mansion people, you won't be able to die if you want to!" Mo Yuxuan's voice was cold, making the people around him shudder.

Ziyulou's countless methods of torturing people, the miserable situation makes people dare not imagine.

Zhao Haochen had a sneering smile on his cold face, "Mo Shao, don't be too confident, I don't choose either, what can you do?"

Everyone else looked at Zhao Haochen with the eyes of a fool, and they were not confident, but relied on strength. These dozens of people in the Purple Jade Mansion are all martial cultivators, enough to destroy everyone present, can they just rely on a few little minions of the Golden Jade Building to keep you?

Mo Yuxuan shook his head and said with a smile beside him, "Ye Qingling, do you really want to be hostile to my Ziyu Building?"

Ye Qingling was silent, which was equivalent to acquiescence.

"Zhao Haochen, in fact, I admire you a lot, a genius. It's just a pity that you are too young, and there will never be a shortage of geniuses in this world. There are too many geniuses who died halfway!" The jade flute in his hand pointed directly at Zhao Haochen's eyebrows.

He had to make a move, just because Ye Qingling was here.

Zhao Haochen's eyes narrowed slightly, Mo Yuxuan's movements were too fast, his speed was fast, but in front of Mo Yuxuan, he didn't even have a chance to use his sword.

The jade flute pointed out, and this seemingly elegant instrument has become a murderous blade at the moment, and the sharp sound of the wind passes through the flute hole, and the beautiful flute sound is long and long......