As the words fell, I saw a man with a spear in his hand, slowly walking out of the smoke and dust brought by Mo Xuan's previous Evil Killing Demon Array. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

When he saw the man's figure clearly, Mo Xuan raised his eyebrows slightly. I saw that this person was tall, more than half a foot taller than ordinary men, wearing a sleeveless shirt, and the green tendons on the exposed arms were bulging, and he looked powerful. A square face plate is as sharp as a knife and axe, two sword eyebrows are straight into the sideburns, and a pair of tiger eyes stared at Mo Xuan coldly.

Seeing this person, Mo Xuan remembered Mo Ling for no reason, the two have similar temperaments, and they both use guns, but judging from the momentum alone, the difference between the two cannot be calculated.

When Mo Xuan and Mo Ling competed, Mo Ling held a spear and made a terrifying appearance, but from Mo Xuan's current point of view, it was just a showcase. And the person in front of him, who seemed to be dragging a spear upside down at will, stood there loosely, with the momentum on his body, without the slightest release, but anyone who looked at it would feel like a shocking spear stuck in the ground, and for no reason people felt unshakable.

Among them, there is naturally a reason for the difference in the cultivation of the two, but it can also be seen from this that even if this person is not Xiao Chu, he is definitely not an ordinary mediocre person. At this moment, Mo Xuan was slightly vigilant in his heart, and secretly operated the Kuhai Dao Exercise to quickly recover his aura.

The man stared at Mo Xuan for a few moments, and said coldly: "Who are you waiting for, for no reason, why did you come to my Tianxiangfang to make trouble?"

This person stared at Mo Xuan without blinking while speaking, without the slightest emotion in his eyes, as if he was just greeting Mo Xuan if he had eaten lunch.

Previously, Mo Xuan ventured to use the control method of the Demon Killing Array, which he was not yet proficient in, although he was lucky and not injured, but at this time, the spiritual energy thief in his body went to the building at all, and it was laborious to even move his fingers. Seeing that the man didn't do it directly, Mo Xuan was secretly happy in his heart, and while seizing the time to recover his aura, he wanted to delay for more time.

"The law of the jungle is the most common thing in the Black Mountain Mountains, and everyone has to sit on a lot of things every day, such as today's Xiangfang is getting weaker, and the mine in his hands naturally needs to be let out. I think at the beginning, this mine was probably not dug up by Tianxiangfang with a spade, right?"

Mo Xuan sneered, pretending to be relaxed, but in fact, he was very anxious in his heart, cultivation is a slow work that requires the accumulation of water and stones, although the recovery of the consumed aura in the body is much faster than cultivation, but it can not be completed in an instant, and the aura in the Black Mountain Ridge is thin, which makes Mo Xuan's recovery speed even slower.

The man on the other side didn't pay attention to the sarcasm in Mo Xuan's words, and sneered: "You don't have to delay time here, the formation that urged that kind of power before, I'm afraid you don't have any aura in your body now, right?"

Mo Xuan's heart jumped, and he smiled bitterly: "I was actually seen." Now that it has been seen, Mo Xuan no longer hides it, and takes out two spirit stones in his hand and tries his best to absorb the spiritual energy.

The man on the other side glanced at Mo Xuan coldly, the spear in his hand trembled slightly, and turned into an oolong roar towards Mo Xuan.

"A little bit of light in the cold"

With a soft cry from the man's mouth, I saw the spear turned into an oolong to pick at a point, two ordinary gun moves, but so quickly connected together, there is an indescribable wonder.

Mo Xuan saw the man shoot the gun, raised his eyebrows, and said secretly in his heart: "What is the way this person came from, he can actually make this way of marksmanship, although he only used one move, but it can be seen that there is already some fire, this marksmanship is a hundred times stronger than the way of marksmanship that Mo Ling used at the beginning." ”

The spear is picked up little by little, the momentum is fierce, and the speed is fast, if you are an ordinary person, I am afraid that it will be difficult to take these two moves.

But who is Mo Xuan? He is the only descendant of the old man of Tianxin, although he does not have the ear of the old man of Tianxin, but he has the record of the bitter sea of Tianxin, and he has the true inheritance of the old man of Tianxin.

I saw that Mo Xuan was not in a hurry, his feet were staggered, his body was slightly retreated, and his fingers were like swords, and he found the seven inches of the spear and pointed it fiercely.

At this point, the man and Mo Xuan both trembled as if they had been struck by lightning, and they both retreated more than a dozen steps before they stood still. Liu San on the sidelines was meticulous and secretly counted, Mo Xuan withdrew seventeen steps, and the man withdrew eleven steps.

"I didn't expect you to have some skills, no wonder you dare to come here to make trouble, but...... If you want to use this little thing in your hand to make my enemy, I'm afraid it's a few points behind. ”

"Ebony Trees Spread in the Sky"

I saw that the man made a stick move, and an ebony spear swept towards Mo Xuan's waist and eyes, and between the sweeps, the red spike on the head of the spear brought up a remnant image in the sky, and it really seemed that the red glow in the sky was diffused between heaven and earth.

Looking at this magnificent and abnormal red glow, Mo Xuan was slightly bitter in his heart, this red glow seems to be beautiful, but there is a faint murderous intention, and the previous blow has consumed a little aura that he has finally recovered, at this time, one is accidentally rubbed and touched, then there must be no good end.

While thinking of a countermeasure, Mo Xuan dodged around. The man on the other side seemed to be impatient, and snorted coldly: "You used to be clever in your tongue, why are you just dodging now? Are you just a waste who uses your tongue in vain?"

With Mo Xuan's heart, he naturally would not be affected by such a radical method, and while carefully dodging the man's domineering gunshot, he secretly took out the few remaining spirit stones to absorb the spiritual energy in it.

The man saw that Mo Xuan's heart was firm, and he was not subject to his own agitation, and his face was even colder, as if he had covered his face with a layer of lead.

I saw the man stop and stand in place, with the spear in his hand on his shoulder, and said coldly: "Since you are so obsessed and unwilling to be arrested, then don't blame me for being vicious." ”

"You talk a lot of nonsense!"

Seeing the man chattering, Mo Xuan opened his mouth to sneer. The man sneered and didn't speak, his eyes slowly closed, he took a deep breath, the whole person seemed to dissolve between heaven and earth, Mo Xuan looked at the man, and there was a strange feeling in his heart for no reason, this person was obviously standing in front of him, but he couldn't perceive it at all with his divine sense.

"The Spirit Snake Spits Letters and Pear Blossoms"

The man suddenly opened his eyes to look at Mo Xuan, and with a soft snort, he saw a huge spiritual snake phantom like a mountain appear in the sky above the man's head, his eyes were cold, and he "hissed" at Mo Xuan.

When Mo Xuan saw this scene, he exclaimed, "Formation!"

"Hehe" The man sneered twice and didn't speak, his hands were like lightning and quickly formed a few handprints, and he drank: "Boy, suffer death!"

I saw that the mouth of the snake suddenly opened, and the snake hyacinth stabbed towards Mo Xuan like a huge spear. There is a faint electric wire winding on it, and there is the sound of wind and thunder between the lines.

The snake hyacinth arrived in front of Mo Xuan in a breath, and it was too late to dodge at this time, so he hurriedly raised his whole body aura on his arms to block.

There was a muffled sound, Mo Xuan flew out backwards as if he was struck by lightning, the man glanced at the place where Mo Xuan fell, and said coldly: "This style, the head on your neck is the pear blossom that falls down." ”