Emperor Liu Wei of the Han Dynasty spent a lot of money to attract the six Wufeng Realm super masters, but they have lost four, leaving only the ancient Roman missionary Maas and the Fuso swordsman Yamaguchi Rizhao are still struggling to support, and they are about to lose. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Yamaguchi Rizhao's martial arts are very far from Mo Yanran, if he fights alone, he is afraid that he will not be able to last ten moves.

Fortunately, there was a missionary Maas who resolved a lot of crises for him, and the Western master who had cultivated the upper part of "Dancing Ghost Urn" took over Mo Yanran's seventy-percent offensive alone, and Yamaguchi Rizhao only took thirty-percent, Rao was still a little overwhelmed.

The sword came and went, the fist went back and forth, the strength was great, and the three of them fought more than 100 moves, and Maas and Yamaguchi Rizhao were mostly injured, and it became more and more difficult to support.

"Open the mountain, cut off the mountain, cover the sea! Three palms in a row!" Mo Yanran screamed, flipped her left palm, and attacked three palms like lightning, hitting Maas.

Ma Si was shocked, took a deep breath of dantian qi, used the twelve layers of skill, and his palms came out together, splitting out six palms, and Mo Yanran's palm power met in mid-air, overflowing with energy.

Maas's complexion changed, he fell out three feet away, his chest was unusually stuffy, he almost wanted to vomit blood, he sat down on the ground, and he couldn't raise any internal strength, and he had completely lost his combat effectiveness.

Mo Yanran repelled Mas with three palms, and it was another "stump horror" shot, Yamaguchi Rizhao was shocked, and the previous four super masters were powerless to fight back under this trick and were killed.

Yamaguchi Rizhao saw Mo Yanran and saw the killing move, why wasn't he surprised? Why wasn't he afraid? But after all, he was the next generation descendant of the invincible great master Yanagi Shibei, and his martial arts had their own uniqueness, so he actually let him get out of the way, which was much more than Mo Yanran expected.

"Huh!" Mo Yanran snorted lightly, no one has ever been able to escape unharmed under the "stump horror", even if it is a super master of the Wufeng Realm, even if you are a merit and cultivation, you can't dodge. Yamaguchi Hizhao was the first person to escape from the "stump horror".

But that's all, after Mo Yanran lost her mind for a moment, she stepped on the ghostly step, like a ghost, as if floating towards the sunshine of the mountain pass.

"Cloak!" Yamaguchi Rizhao no longer hides his selfishness, and shows his last hole card, the world's fastest sword - Cloak Swordsmanship.

In the blink of an eye, the grass pheasant sword swung out eight thousand nine hundred swords, crackling, and sparks sparked with the air, so fast that it could not be increased.

Eight thousand nine hundred swords is the bottom line of Yamaguchi Rizhao, and as soon as this move is made, the internal force in the dantian is exhausted and can no longer fight. If you can't hurt Mo Yanran, you have to die.

Yamaguchi's sunshine skill has not yet reached the realm of transformation, if this move is made by Yanagi's ten soldiers, he can swing 890,000 swords in the blink of an eye, and no one can stop it.

In the battle of Bishan that year, Yanagi Shibei took advantage of this trick to defeat the main eagle of the ghost castle with five hundred years of skill, and the four protectors of the ghost castle "black, white, ox, and woman", and cut the five people into a bone frame, and the flesh on the whole body was cut off one by one, like the cool field of torture with a thousand knives, which was terrifying.

If it weren't for the weird and unpredictable kung fu of the ghost castle, the five would have to die. Even if the five of them escaped with their lives, fled back to the ghost castle, and recuperated in the blood pool for more than three hundred years, they still couldn't recover their physical martial arts.

The last thing Yamaguchi Rizhao wanted to see happened, and the invincible chaotic cloak sword technique was easily resolved by Mo Yanran.

Mo Yanran's speed did not decrease, and the "stump horror" took action again.

Yamaguchi Rizhao took seven big steps back, grabbed Mo Su'er next to the little princess Liu Caiwei, who was watching the battle behind, and put the grass pheasant sword on Mo Su'er's neck, and shouted: "Mo Yanran, don't you want your baby daughter's life?"

Seeing that the stump order in her hand was about to slash at Yamaguchi Rizhao's shoulders, Mo Yanran stopped suddenly, but fortunately, her martial arts skills were extremely high, and she could actually collect it back when she was in battle.

"Yamaguchi Rizhao, what do you want? She is also your daughter, you are simply a pig and a dog!" Mo Yanran saw that her beloved daughter fell into the hands of Yamaguchi Rizhao again, tears rippled in her eyes, pointed to Yamaguchi Rizhao's nose, and scolded.

"Good scolding! Good scolding! I'm not a good person in the first place, and I still use you to talk about it! Mo Yanran! Quickly cut off my right arm! Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless!" Yamaguchi Rizhao's eyes showed a fierce light, and the grass pheasant sword in his hand increased a little more force, and a trace of red blood flowed out of Mo Su'er's pink neck, staining the blade red.

Mo Yan'er was so frightened that she didn't dare to make a sound, tears couldn't stop sliding down her big eyes, she was extremely scared in her heart, and her eyes looking at Mo Yanran were full of begging and fear.

With a "swish", Mo Yanran reversed the stump order and cut off his right arm, and the blood at the broken arm was gushing like a spring, and he couldn't stop it, soaking half of Mo Yanran's body into a blood-red color, and leaving a large area of blood on the ground.

Mo Yanran fell to her knees on the ground, her left hand tightly grasped the stump order, propped it on the ground, and almost fainted in pain.

After a while, Mo Yanran bit her red lips tightly, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Yamaguchi Rizhao, are you satisfied?"

"Mom, Mom, Su'er doesn't want you to die!" Mo Su'er saw her mother's miserable situation, and she had already cried tears.

"Shut up, little girl, if you cry again, I'll cut off your hands!" Yamaguchi Rizhao slapped Mo Su'er with a backhand and scolded viciously.

"Mo Yanran, you also have today!Hehehe, you want to save your daughter, okay, if you cut off your legs again, I'll spare her, how about it?" Yamaguchi Rizhao laughed a few times and said sharply.

"Shameless thing!Let go of this little girl!" A white-haired Taoist with fairy wind bones, Taoist robes and shoes beside Emperor Liu Wei of the Han Dynasty couldn't help but shout.

"What kind of thing are you, dare you order me!" Yamaguchi Rizhao did not back down,-for-tat.

This is Qi Yutong, the head of the Shushan faction, a Qi immortal. Liu Wei reminded him.

Yamaguchi Rizhao was at a loss for a while, and he didn't know whether to listen to Qi Yutong's words, so he let Mo Su'er go.

"We people in the martial arts take hoeing the strong to help the weak, and take chivalry and righteousness as our own responsibility. You can't beat others, it's because your skills are not as good as others. If it weren't for His Majesty's face today, I would have killed you, the scum of the martial arts, and I would have to eliminate the harm of the martial arts! Yamaguchi Rizhao, let go of this little girl, and let me get out of the way! I don't want to see you again!" Qi Yutong had a calm face and scolded Yamaguchi Rizhao.

Qi Yutong's words were righteous and strict, and the atmosphere was awe-inspiring, and Yamaguchi Rizhao's face was red, and he was very ashamed, so he had to let go of Mo Su'er.

As soon as Mo Su'er was free, she flew towards Mo Yanran, she hugged her mother, and the mother and daughter cried bitterly. Many people present were moved by this scene, and couldn't help but have a sour nose and shed tears.