Huangfu Yan ran along the stone gate for a few breaths, and saw the backs of the old man in black and Mo Xiaoyang from a distance. Just as he was about to speed forward and kill the two of them, he saw a black shadow flash in front of him, and a dark iron heavy sword swept over.

This time it changed, and the emperor didn't have time to change his mind, and he shrank back and dodged with "eight steps to catch the cicada chasing the clouds".

The man took the lead, laughed loudly, pressed down with his heavy sword, swept his left fist, and continued to force the emperor. Huangfu snorted coldly, Qingluan's sword shook in the air, and returned a move "A sword from the west". At the same time, he followed like a shadow, and with a move of "splitting the muscles and bones", bypassing the man's fist and grabbing his wrist.

"Dangdangdang......" A few times, the Qingluan sword and the Xuantie heavy sword struck several times, and the emperor's mouth was numb, and his heart was shocked. His physique has been tempered many times, and he is not afraid to compare with the first-class masters who specialize in horizontal kung fu on the rivers and lakes.

In the middle of his thoughts, when he heard the sound of cracking, the placket of the emperor's clothes was hit by the heavy sword, and a hole was opened. Under the tremendous force, the Xuantie heavy sword drove the air currents in all directions to whirl, scraping his face painfully.

With a pang in his heart, the emperor hurriedly withdrew the hand on the man's wrist and took a few steps back.

When I looked up, I saw a giant man with an extremely ugly appearance grinning and smiling at him.

Huangfu secretly estimated to himself, this person is afraid that he has the appearance of two meters four or five, and the Xuantie heavy sword in his hand is also extremely large, I am afraid that it weighs no less than two or three hundred catties.

He frowned and shouted, "Who are you?"

The ugly man said in a loud voice: "Mo Yuan!" As he spoke, he glared at Huangfu Yan and asked, "Who are you who hurt my father?" The earthquake made the secret passage hum.

"Your father?" Huangfu Yan immediately understood, this person was also Mo Xiaoyang's son, but he didn't know how he gave birth to such a freak.

This Mo Yuan bandit is called "Ferris Swordsman", he is born with infinite strength, and with this specially created Xuantie heavy sword in his hand, it is simply a humanoid demonic beast. It's just that this person's head is a little unbright. Although the combat power is endless, it is extremely unpopular with Mo Xiaoyang. If it weren't for his fate at this time, I'm afraid he wouldn't have thought that he still had such a son.

"Yes, you haven't said why you hurt my father!" Mo Yuan asked, forgetting the task assigned by Mo Xiaoyang for a while.

"Hehe, are you sure that old guy is your father?" Huang Fu Yan smiled strangely, and found that this person was a little stunned, and deliberately provoked.

Sure enough, Mo Yuan roared angrily. The Xuantie heavy sword was raised, and the strong wind swept in. Although he doesn't have a bright brain, compared with the previous Mo Gongzi, he has a lot of conscience and loves Mo Xiaoyang very much.

Huang Fu Yan knew that the power of his sword was a thousand catties, even if he held the divine sword, he didn't dare to take it hard. The figure flashed, avoiding a few steps. Relying on the light and agile body. began to pick Mo Yuan's flaws.

Mo Yuan has a tendon, and the swordsmanship of the meeting is just a simple sweep and split, but the so-called one force will drop ten times, and the fierce slashing and sweeping of this sword and sword will stab Huangfu's face when he is stabbed. Although his swordsmanship is exquisite, this is a long arm and a long sword. It adds up to about a zhang long, and the heavy force is fierce, and it can't be attacked.

Looking at the giant in front of him, the emperor paid attention to the cultivation of the physical body first. Previously, he wanted to cultivate his physique, but in order to make his body strength suitable for the power of Shang Jian Yuan. But at this time. This kind of pure power crushing made him see the other side of the sword: the heavy sword has no edge, and the great skill is not worked. If the weight is light, the rigidity and softness are combined.

Although Mo Yuan mastered the second of "heavy sword without edge", he was still far from being "coincidental and unworkable". Huangfu Yan stared for a moment, and had already thought of a countermeasure: if the close attack was fruitless, then he would attack from afar.

As soon as his thoughts moved, the sword flashed. The move is awe-inspiring, the cold light is flying, and the place where the tip of the sword is pointed at is full of fatal points.

Mo Yuan still swept and slashed, and the emperor had already dodged and retreated.

With a loud shout, he raised his hand and pointed out the finger force.

A sharp wind, breaking through the sky!

Mo Yuan shouted, and the horizontal sword blocked.

The internal strength of the emperor is uncast, endless. One move is out, and several moves are on. All of a sudden, the invisible finger force surrounded Mo Yuan from all directions.

The cold light flashed, blood beads splashed, and several places around Mo Yuan's body had been pierced by strength, which made him even more crazy and roared angrily. Such a stormy storm and stormy waves invisibly stimulated his full potential, raising his hands and feet, and the Xuantie heavy sword in his hand danced even more vigorously.

Huangfu smacked his tongue secretly, and his fingers continued to fly over like a rain of bullets.

Mo Yuan was just brute force, and with too much blood loss, he soon saw him stumble under his feet, and the heavy sword in his hand became heavy.

Huangfu Yan's eyes lit up, and he rushed forward, his strong wrist vibrate, and the silver star flew out, creating a cold glow.

As soon as Mo Yuan raised his sword, Huangfu's sword move changed, and it had turned into a little cold light, pointing at him obliquely and stabbing at his throat.

Mo Yuan was already at the end of the strong bow at this time, and his eyes were already full of fantasies, and he didn't see clearly where the tip of the emperor's sword was pointing, but instinctively leaned his upper body, wanting to avoid the sword that shot at his eyes.

Huangfu Yan smiled in his heart, and saw that his upper body was tilted, and the heavy sword in his right hand was blocked, and an empty door was immediately exposed. No longer hesitated, his wrist sank, and the tip of the sword drew a wonderful arc, pointing directly at Mo Yuan's "lock heart" acupoint.

"Poof!", which had pierced him in the chest.

Mo Yuan looked down, seemed to be a little incredulous, opened his mouth and squeezed out a few words: "Don't kill my father......" As he spoke, he took a step back, poofed, and fell to the ground.

Huangfu has mixed tastes, although this person is stunned, but he is a pure heart, even if he is dying, he is only worried about Mo Xiaoyang's safety. With a sigh, he shook his head and looked at the silent night ahead. Mo Xiaoyang will definitely die, it is this Lingnan Sword Sect, and he has no intention of keeping it.

As soon as the grudge is settled, it is your life and death, and this is the rivers and lakes! After several life and death catastrophes, he has already had this awareness. After cleaning up his mood, he quickly chased out.

The old man in black and Mo Xiaoyang were injured and disabled, but at this time, they were just caught by the disciples who rushed over after hearing the news.

The exit of this secret passage is under a rockery in front of the copper tower.

At this time, the entire copper tower was lit up by torches, and as soon as Huangfu Yan showed his head, he was surrounded by two disciples of the Lingnan Sword Sect.

Huangfu jumped up to avoid the attack of these people, and shouted angrily: "Death to those who stand in my way." "Gather the true qi, the sword turns into all directions, the cold light shoots violently, brushes the two swords, and stabs the two people thoroughly.

When a few disciples who rushed to hear the sound saw it, their hearts jumped, and they didn't dare to go up again.

Huang Fu Yan smiled disdainfully: "The disciples taught by Mo Xiaoyang are really not very good!" Everyone was ashamed, but none of them dared to refute it.

The emperor laughed, and he didn't even want to kill them!(To be continued.) )