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Section 13 Human Purgatory Chapter 18 Duanmu Family (3)

Bu Xia Ye's face suddenly darkened, feeling the terrifying power emanating from the enemy's body, and Mo Ran's cultivation had reached the Sword Immortal, but the other party was relatively so calm, he couldn't help but worry about Mo Ran. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Mo Ran knew the strength of the enemy, and if he fought with all his might, he might be able to fight with him a few times, but he couldn't spare the time to protect the summer night behind him. The strong air currents generated by Lu Zhanpeng's battle with Duanmu Daitian not far away continued to spread around, and that Situ Lan did not have any expression on his face, lowering his head and hugging Bu Xia Ye's arm tightly.

His brows furrowed, and he was careless for a moment, but the enemy in front of him disappeared from sight. Mo Ran hurriedly spread his powerful spiritual power all around. Suddenly, the spiritual sense was shocked, and a ghostly light appeared in his chest, and the side of his body quickly took a step back, and his wrist flipped extremely quickly, and suddenly instilled a majestic force into the Heavenly Evil Sword.

A crisp sound of "Qiang" sounded, and the Heavenly Evil Sword in his hand was shocked into the air. Mo Ran's expression was serious, and with a move of his hand, the Heavenly Evil Sword spun up quickly and turned into a ghostly light and returned to Mo Ran's hand.

The man said grimly, "This is the first time. The words fell, and then his sleeves moved slowly in front of his chest, and a black-purple flame gradually took shape. Countless black-purple flames floated in mid-air, slowly gathering together, followed by a three-inch-sized black energy ball glowing with magical light, and then a purple light flashed around the light purple arc, and the two sides alternately appeared exuding a strange aura.

After feeling the terrifying destructive power contained in that three-inch-sized ball of energy light, the true qi of his whole body was raised to the limit, and the Heavenly Evil Sword burst out. Silently, his whole body was shocked, and he knelt down on one knee and inserted the Heavenly Evil Sword attached to the powerful evil qi into the ground, and the power of his whole body was instilled in the Heavenly Evil, forming seven defensive enchantments outside his body.

Under the full force of Mo Ran's spiritual power, he couldn't find half of the weakness of the enemy in front of him, and felt that the black and purple energy was gathering more and more terrifying, if he couldn't resist it, I was afraid that the consequences would be unimaginable. Mo Ran's leg muscles tensed, and he slowly moved forward a little, thinking of using his teleportation footwork to take the lead in the enemy, but there was only one chance.

Bu Xia Ye was surprised to feel the aura emanating from Mo Ran's body, he was already a sword immortal cultivator, but why didn't he feel the powerful power of the primordial gods, or did his cultivation not break through to the immortal sword, but his strength had broken through to the peak of the Sanqing realm. Bu Xia Ye didn't know that the two primordial spirits of Mo Ran had been stripped from his body, and it was already very difficult to be able to urge the true qi in his body without consolidating the foundation, not to mention that he wanted to fight with others, even if he walked normally, he would sway.

Silently moved, his body leaned forward slightly, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, and his body ejected, at this time, the Heavenly Evil Sword had stored powerful energy and was ready to attack. Just when he was about to cast the instantaneous method, the man in front of him said lightly: "This is the second time. As the words fell, the raised palm suddenly clenched, and the faint purple ball of light floating in his chest instantly smashed into the ground.

Feeling the unusual aura fluctuations below, Mo Ran only felt that something was wrong for a while, a strange and dazzling light rose to the sky, and the powerful energy shattered Mo Ran's seven defensive qi shields in one fell swoop, and the figure was buried in the violent qi wave and let out a miserable roar. Wild storms flew in all directions with terrible air currents, flying sand and rocks and shaking mountains everywhere they went.

Bu Xia Ye had already been on guard, and a fire snake circled around the two women's bodies quickly, forming a wall of flame defense to resist the terrifying impact of energy. Although there was a fire snake to protect his body, it was very difficult for the powerful qi wave to impact and suppress his breathing, and Situ Lan behind him was even more pale and frightening, and his body began to twitch constantly.

In mid-air, the power of the storm that entangled Mo Ran slowly dissipated, Mo Ran's body trembled, he opened his mouth and spit out a stream of blood, and his whole face was like ashes, and he fell weakly to the ground, smashing the ground into a huge deep pit. The Heavenly Evil Sword fell beside Mo Ran, and Mo Ran weakly reached out to hold it in his hand. Slowly turned over and got up, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his pale mouth, but his body stood there without moving. Such a powerful force is so skillfully controlled, all the power hits the body, the whole body seems to be torn apart, and the damage in the body is incurable with its own repair ability. And his expression was indifferent, as if that blow did not show real strength at all.

Looked away, silently glanced at Bu Xia Ye behind him, and was relieved to see that the two of them were fine.

Silently gasped, but there was a gloomy voice in his head: "I can not kill you, if I hand over the sword in my hand, I will let you live." ”

Mo Ran raised his eyebrows lightly, and his eyes couldn't help but have a little coldness. Glancing at the man in front of him, his strength was far beyond his expectations, could it be that this is the strength of the ghost king, thinking of this, he became extra cautious.

Slightly stunned, the man smiled coldly, and instantly appeared less than seven feet away from Mo Ran's eyes, stretched out his index finger with one hand and bent it slightly towards Mo Ran's forehead, and a dark energy condensed a little to hit Mo Ran's forehead. Before he could react, he felt that his forehead was sucked into his brain by a powerful qi, and his body exploded backwards and flew out, hitting the rock wall hard, and was buried in the falling rubble.

The man's last attack was only for a moment, and even Bu Xia Ye, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, didn't see what was going on, and Mo Ran's body flashed like a meteor and was knocked out.

On the other side, Duanmu Daitian relied on his ultra-high-speed movement so that the naked eye could not capture his exact position, and every time he appeared at Lu Zhanpeng's dead end, he disappeared in place after an unsuccessful attack, no matter how strong Lu Zhanpeng's strength was, it would be useless if he couldn't hit the other party.

Duanmu Daitian's body kept flickering around Lu Zhanpeng, making the other party feel a feeling of being played. In fact, it's not that Duanmu Daitian doesn't confront him head-on, but he does try his best but can't succeed.

Lu Zhanpeng gritted his teeth and snorted, his eyes widened, his body ejected and stood still in the air, leaning forward with one palm, but bursts of yin and evil qi converged from all directions, and a terrifying aura condensed in his palm, and the power was amazing.

The man looked up and down with the Heavenly Evil Sword in his hand, and his gaze couldn't help but slowly move towards him when he felt this unusual aura. After hesitating for a moment, he thought with a deep smile, it seems that your concentration is not enough, and a monk in the marrow washing period will make you feel manic, and you still need to practice if you want to take revenge. However, if this blow is hit, its terrifying power will destroy everything here, and your little junior sister will not escape death, and only you and I will survive. Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but overflow with an eerie arc.

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