Chapter 44: The Eater of Life

Mo Xuan and Gu Ziyang fought for a long time, one of the moves was exquisite, the other was profound, and no one could help anyone. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info both of them were injured at this time, Mo Xuan was hit in the chest by Gu Ziyang's long stick, and the wheezing sound was like a gong at this time, and his face was like gold paper. And Gu Ziyang was stabbed in his left arm by Mo Xuan's sword, and the blood flowed endlessly, dripping to the ground. The two glared at each other, both gasping.

"Hehe, boy, I didn't expect that although your cultivation is not very good, this move is so subtle, old man, I underestimated you. Gu Ziyang sneered.

"Hmph! there's something more subtle. ”

Mo Xuan snorted lightly and rushed forward again with the silver rhino sword. Gu Ziyang saw Mo Xuan rushing forward, snorted coldly, he was not afraid at all, and he rushed forward with a long stick in one hand.

Although both of them were seriously injured at this time, they had already hit the real fire, and they made moves to take each other's lives, and for a while they flew sand and stones, which was extremely dangerous.

Gu Ziyang grabbed a flaw exposed by Mo Xuan, shouted, and smashed it down on Mo Xuan with a stick. Mo Xuan's complexion changed slightly, and he hurriedly raised his sword to block.

With a soft sound of "dang", the long stick slammed into Mo Xuan's silver rhino sword.

Mo Xuan sneered: "Gu Ziyang, you are old, you should surrender quickly, I think it is not easy for you to practice, I can spare your life." ”

Gu Ziyang didn't appreciate it, and sneered: "Who is around whom, maybe it's anyone." ”

Mo Xuan saw a hint of banter flashing in Gu Ziyang's eyes, and his heart tightened at the moment, and before he could withdraw his sword and return to defense, he only heard Gu Ziyang scream softly: "Devouring Stick!"

With an open word exit, only to hear a soft sound of "click", the devouring stick was disconnected from the moment, and there was an aura between the two sticks, and a long stick turned into a nunchuck.

"Smack"

The life-devouring stick bypassed Mo Xuan's silver rhino sword and slammed it on his back, this time the force was extremely great, Mo Xuan only felt that his internal organs were trembling from the beating, and all of them changed positions, and then his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Seeing that Mo Xuan was injured, the Snow Wolf Girl and the others exclaimed in surprise, and immediately stepped forward to rescue, but Mo Yin stretched out his hand to stop him, and said: "Wait, Mo Xuan's injury is not fatal, and Mo Xuan is too close to Gu Ziyang at this time, you rush forward, but it is not good for Mo Xuan." ”

Hearing this, the Snow Wolf Girl and the others calmed down after a little thought, but their eyes looking at Mo Xuan became more and more anxious and worried.

"Hehe, boy, if I really only have such a little ability, then I am afraid that I was killed a few years ago, how can I live today. Gu Ziyang looked at Mo Xuan, who was holding his chest with one hand and barely standing with his sword, and sneered.

Except for Mo Xuan, who was closer to Gu Ziyang, no one saw that since Gu Ziyang took out this stick from the tattered flat pole, the madness in his eyes became thicker, where was there still the appearance of a reclusive master who was light and breezy before?

Secretly said in his heart, there must be something strange in this, Mo Xuan's luck aura relieved the injuries in this body while slowly walking towards Gu Ziyang.

Gu Ziyang saw that Mo Xuan still had the strength to fight again, his face couldn't help but become more and more cold, he snorted coldly, and his right hand holding the life-devouring stick trembled slightly, only to hear the sound of "click" kept sounding, and the life-devouring stick that had turned into two sections broke into countless knots in an instant, and the original long stick became an iron whip more than two feet long.

"Haha, boy, let's die!"

Gu Ziyang shouted angrily, waved the iron whip in his hand and swept towards Mo Xuan's waist and abdomen, Mo Xuan frowned, and hurriedly dodged to dodge.

But this iron whip was powerful and sank extremely fast, and there was a faint sound of wind and thunder between being swung by Gu Ziyang, rolling up the dust on the ground, like an earthy yellow dragon rushing towards Mo Xuan.

Although Mo Xuan said that he dodged in time, the speed of the iron whip was extremely fast, and the strong wind between his waist and abdomen was rubbed by the strong wind brought by the iron whip, and he only felt a burst of heat between his waist and abdomen, and Mo Xuan, who was in pain, gasped for air.

"It's not the way to go on like this!"

Mo Xuan secretly said in his heart, threw up the long sword, and shouted softly: "Thousand Illusion Sword Technique!"

pinching the trick with both hands, he was going to perform his most powerful sword technique, but who would have thought that the Mo Xuan sword trick had not yet been pinched, and he only felt that the meridians in his body were like ten thousand insects gnawing, and for a while, there was no place on his body that was not itchy and painful.

The sword technique was forcibly interrupted, Mo Xuan spurted out another mouthful of blood, lost all his strength, knelt on the ground and gasped, forcibly endured the pain and itching all over his body, and the cold sweat on his forehead dripped down his cheeks and fell to the ground.

"Hehe, boy, are you and my life-devouring stick an ordinary long stick?haha, how does this soul-devouring body taste like?"

Mo Xuan struggled to raise his head and looked at Gu Ziyang, only to see Gu Ziyang let go of the hand holding the life-devouring stick, and the life-devouring stick lost Gu Ziyang's grip and did not fall to the ground, and it was suspended in mid-air and writhing, as if it were a living spirit snake.

"What is this?"

Seeing such a strange scene, Mo Xuan exclaimed in his heart, Mo Xuan had never heard of any weapon that could be as if he had spiritual wisdom in all these years of cultivation. What worries Mo Xuan even more is the devouring power in his body, in just this moment, Mo Xuan feels that most of the aura in his body has been swallowed up, and this devouring power has no intention of dissipating at all, it is still frantically devouring the aura in his body, and the pain and itching in the meridians and flesh are getting stronger and stronger.

"Boy, I won't tell you, over the years, the old man has been able to have a great reputation, all by relying on the mystery of this life-devouring stick, which contains a strong devouring power, even I, I don't dare to hold it for a long time, every time I hit you before, there will be a devouring power into your body, and now, this devouring power is enough to devour your flesh and blood aura. ”

As he spoke, Gu Ziyang waved his hand, and the iron whip suspended in mid-air, transformed from a life-devouring stick, stopped in front of Mo Xuan like a snake.

"For the sake of your special identity, the old man will give you a good time. ”

Mo Xuan stared at the life-devouring stick suspended in front of him, only to see that the rare birds and beasts on the life-devouring stick were clearly composed of miserable grimaces of pain and struggle.

"Demonic things!"

Mo Xuan struggled and shouted softly.

Hearing Mo Xuan's words, Gu Ziyang chuckled twice and said, "Hehe, let you die well, the rare birds and beasts on this life-devouring stick are all composed of the souls of the people who died under it, or it won't be long before your face will appear on it." ”

Mo Yin and the others on the sidelines were furious when they heard this: "Gu Ziyang, are you really not afraid of my Mo family's revenge in the future?"

"Hmph! What is the Mo family, there are no tigers in the mountains, the monkey is just the overlord, compared to my hidden clan, the Mo family is nothing. Gu Ziyang snorted coldly, as if he didn't pay attention to the Mo family at all.

Hearing the hermit, Mo Xuan's heart was shocked, this Gu Ziyang turned out to be a member of the hermit, no wonder he was so good. At the moment, he shouted lightly: "Thousand Illusion Sword Technique, slash!"