The white picture is against the killing of Qianmo.

Flower Thousand Bones Face Moyan.

The whole world seemed to be silent, the waves were silent, time was stuck, and the air stopped flowing in fright.

"White child painting. "Kill Qianmo is holding the Scarlet Night Sword in his hand, and his posture is beautiful and domineering.

"I won't kill you, you are a little master, and she will be sad if you die. But today you hurt her, I will return it to you without a sword. ”

Bai Zihua watched as the true qi around his body fluctuated with his emotions, like a volcano about to erupt.

"You kill me and keep many disciples for a long time, this justice, I will also ask you back today. ”

Having said that, Bai Zihua's eyes still didn't make waves, so that people couldn't feel the slightest killing intent.

The masters competed, and the two confessed that no one was allowed to interfere. A dry demon and a long stay in the fairy world, everyone had to watch the situation in the clouds from a distance at the foot of the mountain.

Sheng Xiaomo was secretly worried that although Bai Zihua had worked hard to cultivate this year, his skills had recovered a lot, but he was still too far behind the past, and how could he beat and kill Qianmo.

kept transmitting the news to Mo Yan, but he didn't know what was going on on his side, and he didn't respond at all.

Mo Yan looked at Hua Qiangu's face at the cost of recovery, and his heart was suddenly shocked. I haven't heard that there is still a way to recover the scars of the ruthless pool water. This woman has become a waste, and she has been driven to the wilderness, and she can still stand in front of him again without damage. Could it be that there is really any ability to pass through the sky?

"How did you get back?!"

Hua Qiangu didn't speak, she never knew that it was Mo Yan's idea to be expelled from the wilderness, and deep down in her heart, she only had the awe of him as a world-honored master and uncle, and where did the hatred come from.

Now that he was accidentally Moyan, his current appearance is just his own appearance. She knew she couldn't avoid it, but she didn't want to confront him head-on. His mind raced about how to slip out of his nose.

Mo Yan only saw that at the critical moment, he suddenly looked wrong and left in a hurry. I'm afraid that there is fraud, so I secretly follow and take a look. After thousands of calculations, I didn't expect that what I saw would be Hua Qiangu, whose face was the same.

Surprised, for a moment, he really thought that he had seen the ghost of Hua Qiangu and returned to Changliu Mountain to seek revenge on him.

"I can't imagine that even the wilderness can't trap you!"

Mo Yan frowned, thinking that it must be her bunch of fox friends who thought of a way to save her, otherwise she would be a wasted person......

But even if she used any more panacea, how could she possibly return to normal in just one year?

That's it, I was originally thinking about the sub-screen, kindly sparing her life, but she didn't have to come back to find death. If the quilt is painted, then it will be okay, and this time he will not be merciful.

Mo Yan's hand bent between his eyebrows, and the huge mercury wheel came out of the imprint, slowly rotating in the palm of his hand, and the ambilight was scorching.

Hua Qiangu didn't want to fight him, but he couldn't be captured by him again, let alone die in his hands, so he had no choice but to meet him.

The mercury wheel flies up and down, spinning like a first-quarter moon hanging in the sky. The power was huge, the attack was fast and ruthless, and only a piece of silver light was seen around the body. Hurriedly resisted the flames, and the sword was quickly knocked out of the gap.

Mo Yan stood aside with her chest crossed, as if she didn't expect that she actually had so much true qi as a screen to protect her body from being injured by the murderous aura of the mercury wheel, and she could also dance the sword without leaking.

Hua Qiangu fought and retreated, Mo Yan stretched out his two fingers and gently pinched a snowflake that flew down in the air, and shot at her like a secret weapon.

"I still want to run!"

Hua Qiangu's feet froze, while gently brushing away the snowflakes, while resisting the inexhaustible attack of the mercury wheel, taking a deep breath, and the internal force continued to pour out. Inch by inch, the ice froze the mercury wheel along the tip of the sword.

Mo Yan snorted coldly, and his palms slashed straight down from behind Hua Qiangu. Hua Qiangu hurriedly turned around, seeing that he couldn't dodge, he could only take two palms from him.

The strong and fierce true qi poured straight into her palm, and the black pressure was pressed on the top of her head, as if as soon as she let go, her heart and lungs would be squeezed until they burst. The seal under the right armpit was so hot that it was terrifyingly hot, and even her whole body was hot.

As soon as she gritted her teeth, she didn't force it on her palm, and she would only be crushed by Mo Yan's entire penetration. Instead, he focused on the seal, and suddenly the seal seemed to become an incomparably deep hole. She reached in and grabbed a red thread full of spiritual power, pulling it out little by little.

Mo Yan suddenly felt a void in his palm, as if he had touched a soft cloud, and there was no real feeling. The internal force was emptied, and it was continuously sucked by Hua Qiangu.

His brows furrowed even tighter, but he still didn't withdraw his palm, but instead took advantage of the situation to condense his true qi and pushed it violently. At the same time, there was a sound of ice cracking from the mercury wheel, and it slashed into two at the flying sword. Hua Qiangu turned around and lacked skill, and his true qi skyrocketed, but the light mask still couldn't resist the incoming momentum, and the mercury wheel broke through the air and pierced straight into her pipa bone.

The front and back hit Hua Qiangu hard at the same time, his body trembled, his chest was stuffy, and his throat tasted a little salty. But he could only grit his teeth and bear it, and continued to concentrate and draw the power of the demon god from the narrow seal.

Mo Yan saw that the purple light on her body flickered, and his doubts were even heavier. As soon as the thought reached the mercury wheel, it pierced out again from the end of her lute.

Hua Qiangu's lips were pale and purple, and sweat was pouring out on his forehead, but he never spoke. With a bang, the power of the palm poured like a river bursting its embankment, rolling towards Moyan.

Mo Yan Fei's body was shocked a few feet away, looking at her in disbelief, under a demonic purple light, the mercury wheel was squeezed out of her bones by her, and the true qi flowing from the huge wound on her back slowly flowed back. The wound slowly closed and resuscitated, and only two scars remained.

"You ......"

Mo Yan took two steps back in horror, as if he had seen a ghost.

The power of the demon god?

The heart is like a hammer.

All doubts are solved. No wonder she was able to escape the wilderness, and her muscles and injuries were healed without medicine, and she had such an ability to match him.

It's just that the power of the demon god can't be fully wielded, as if it has been suppressed by the seal. Don't think about who is known to have done it.

I couldn't help but feel disappointed, I didn't expect Zihua to do such a thing.

If the world knows that she is the real demon god, how does he plan to face the world?

He used to think that Zihua was just a temporary protection of his shortcomings and selfishness, but he didn't expect that he would rather be ashamed of the world than be ashamed of her. This girl is really a demon and can't stay anymore.

Mo Yan's eyes were fierce and terrifying, and his face was gloomy, and he said coldly: "This time I have to get rid of you as a scourge!"

As he spoke, he used all his strength to attack Hua Qiangu aggressively, as fast as lightning and like thunder. The Flower Thousand Bone Seal was able to break away, and some of it only felt that the power was pouring out. Fighting with Moyan for more than 200 moves, he did not fall behind at all. The power of the demon god that flowed out seemed to have gradually fused into his body.

At this moment, I heard a loud echo from the direction of Changliu Mountain in the distance, and the sky shook and shook.

Even the two of them could feel the aftermath of the impact of the two terrible forces on the sea, far apart.

The hearts of the two of them stopped at the same time, and their minds flew for a moment, and they stayed on the mountain for a moment.

Unexpectedly, he saw Bai Zihua fighting with Qianmo in the sky, and even the floating clouds in the air were torn into pieces and flying. There were blood stains on both of their lips, which showed that they were both injured a lot. Killing Qianmo, the flame-like true qi around his body was fierce, vertical and horizontal, and the red light was dazzling, attacking Bai Zihua one after another. Bai Zihua is really angry, which can beat him, but he still holds him with his profound and profound swordsmanship. It's just that the sword is tangible and weak, and every time he meets Kill Qianmo head-on, his heart and lungs suffer a big loss.

Seeing that his swordsmanship was not as good as his swordsmanship, he simply stopped attacking in close quarters and switched to mana to compete. Waves of light came one after another, neon flew like a ribbon, and suddenly the sky became colorful, refracting a huge mirage.

The people below only heard the sound of explosions, but the two of them were too fast to even see clearly.

It's just that in an instant, I don't know how many rounds they have been fighting, and from time to time there is thunder rolling in the air, and the ground shakes one after another.

Hua Qiangu and Mo Yan were shocked, they didn't expect that Kill Qianmo would actually go to Bai Zihua to take revenge. But how long can Bai Zi's painting ability last now?

Both of them began to look busy with their hands and feet, wanting to end the fight here as soon as possible. Mo Yan strikes faster and more ruthlessly, and his moves are deadly. Hua Qiangu's heart mentioned that something happened to the master in his throat......

There was no way to concentrate on the battle, and she kept a long view while hurriedly dodging Moyan's attack.

Bai Zihua's true qi had already been exhausted, forcibly overdrawn, desperately supporting his body, and greatly exceeding the limits of his body, but he was always double-faced like frost, fighting with all his strength, and refusing to retreat at all. If this continues, it will be either death or serious injury.

"Twelve or thirteen ......," Kill Qianmo counted in his mouth, his face was slightly hideous. He only attacked and not defended, and would rather suffer the sword qi and palm wind painted by Bai Zi, but he had to hurt him.

The two of them have such a deadly style of play, not to mention Hua Qiangu, even Mo Yan can see the cold sweat on his forehead.

Hua Qiangu saw that Bai Zi drew several swords, and they were all vital points or tendons, although there was a screen shield to protect the body, but as his true qi became weaker, the deeper the sword was injured.

Hua Qiangu looked nervous, and her palms were full of sweat. Mo Yan also held his breath and his heart hung high.

I couldn't take care of so many more, and I was anxious to attack Moyan with all my might. But he was surprised, and the silver light around Bai Zi's painting seemed to be unstable, and with each of his moves, his strength fluctuated and weakened.

It was as if a fire was about to engulf her in her right armpit. Mo Yan slammed his palm into the air, and the huge phantom of his palm pressed her straight to the surface of the sea. Hua Qiangu's demon power skyrocketed, turning into a purple arrow and passing straight through Mo Yan's shoulder.

But over there, Bai Zihua also suddenly stagnated, and his shoulder was also killed, and Qianmo pierced it with a sword.

Hua Qiangu was so frightened that he remembered what Dongfang said, because he was out of the wilderness, the weaker the master became. It turned out that he used most of his power to seal his demon god power. The more delusional he tries to break through, the more power he will pour into bondage.

Hua Qiangu hurriedly held his breath and concentrated on suppressing the power of the demon god surging in his chest little by little. Sure enough, the silver shield around Bai Zihua's body gradually became thicker, and the sword momentum was much more stable.

But in the face of the fierce attack here, he couldn't resist the storm-like chain, and Hua Qiangu was hit by him more than ten palms one after another, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, but he just tried his best to dodge and no longer fought back.

Mo Yan has never been chaotic for a long time, and now he is fluttering and dancing in the wind. The pale green true qi on his body surrounded him endlessly with the wind.

It seemed that he immediately understood the reason why Hua Qiangu suddenly withdrew the power of the demon god, and there was a sneer on the corner of his mouth. Leave no stone unturned.

Bai Zihua saw that the strength of his body slowly returned, and he was not in a hurry to think about it, but he just condensed and sealed, and suddenly the air was filled with mist, and then ice crystals formed in an instant, and even the monstrous waves surging on the sea, as well as the flames on the body of the sword of Killing Qianmo, were instantly frozen.

Killing Qianmo, he roared angrily, and the sword shadow flickered, like a jade pot, the light broke through the air, and frost splashed everywhere. The sword qi swept across and forcibly split the frozen sea below into two halves. The sea was tumbling again, and it was boiling and boiling.

Although the seal no longer consumes the qi of the true yuan, Bai Zihua can no longer resist such a crazy attack by killing Qianmo. Hua Qiangu watched him with several swords in his body, and the blood was shocked, staining his red and white robe. I can't wait to rush to his side at once.

Killing Qianmo's injury was not light, and he forcibly took a breath, flipped his left hand, and a demonic flame suddenly appeared in his palm, and he hit Bai Zihua in the chest with force.

Demon Soul Break!

Mo Yan's face changed greatly, and Hua Qiangu couldn't care so much, no matter that he was in the middle of a battle, he took out the whistle from the ruins and blew it vigorously.

How could Mo Yan let go of such an opportunity, pointed at Hua Qiangu, put a dead hole on her back, and then pinched her spine hard. slapped more than ten palms in succession, and the strong and pure Gang Qi vowed to shatter all her internal organs.

Hua Qiangu had no intention of protecting himself, he just went crazy, blowing the bone whistle in his mouth, vomiting blood while blowing, and he couldn't even feel the pain anymore.

Killing Qianmo's ears suddenly heard the whistle, and the sound was hurried, like crying blood. Knowing that he had come to Bai Zihua to take revenge, he was caught by Hua Qiangu and wanted to stop it.

Kill Qianmo, he is angry in his heart, he has done this to you, do you still think that he is a master and want to protect him?

But there was still a pause in his hand, and the cold flame stopped in front of Bai Zihua's chest, and pointed at the heads and eyebrows of the two, and the skin instantly condensed with a layer of light blue frost.

There was a faint ominous premonition in his heart, the whistle was getting weaker and weaker, and he disappeared, and Kill Qianmo hurriedly looked back, followed the whistle and positioned it a hundred miles away, but what he saw was Mo Yan's move, and he hit Hua Qiangu viciously.

The pain in my heart was incomparable, and I couldn't care about being entangled with Bai Zihua. summoned the fire phoenix to fly straight for nine days to save people.

Bai Zihua saw that he had seen something terrible, and left in a hurry with a bloodless face in an instant, and he couldn't think of anything in this world that would scare him like that.

He was overdrawn physically, and he was no longer able to observe the slightest and had no intention of pursuing. Holding on not to fall, Eleven helped him back to the Hall of Despair, and as soon as the door behind him closed, he vomited blood and fainted.