Li Mochou twisted his waist in the process of rushing forward, and turned around in the air, facing Wu Xiuwen's hand who was chasing after him, and then shook the dust, and the silver filaments pierced many acupuncture points on Wu Xiuwen's chest; Wu Xiuwen was not surprised by this, with a flick of his wrist, the tip of the "Qingfeng Sword" trembled, sweeping the dense silver filaments in front of him.

Li Mochou had been immersed in the silver silk dust for more than 20 years, and the silver wire, which had only been stimulated by internal force, had suddenly become extremely soft, twisting into a rope and winding towards the "Qingfeng Sword"; Wu Xiuwen's "Qingfeng Sword" was also twisted and entangled with the silver silk dust.

Wu Xiuwen tried to use the "Qingfeng Sword" several times to twist the silver filaments on the silver silk whisk, but he did not succeed; the two weapons were already entangled, and the two of them pulled back the weapons at the same time, and it was difficult to separate them for a while; Li Mochou pulled the silver silk whisk with one hand, and with the other hand, he used the "Five Poison Divine Palm" to slap Wu Xiuwen.

The palm of the hand is still a few feet away from the palm of the wind can smell a fishy smell, looking at the abnormal vermilion of the palm, you can imagine how powerful the poison contained in the palm is; Wu Xiuwen did not dare to slack off, his left hand from the back of the waist, pulled out the silk fire spider jade folding fan, held the fan like a pen, and performed the technique of hitting the acupoint pen, and the fan head pointed straight to the palm of Li Mochou's palm "Lao Gong Acupoint".

Just when the silk fire spider jade folding fan was about to hit, Li Mochou's palm flipped down sharply, ready to grab Wu Xiuwen's folding fan; Wu Xiuwen's fingers moved the silk fire spider jade folding fan to open with a "swish!" sound, and the edge of the fan slashed towards Li Mochou's palm like a knife.

At this time, the distance was already very close, Li Mochou hurriedly skimmed his palm outward, and a "stab" sounded. An apricot-yellow sleeve fluttered in the wind. It turned out that Li Mochou dodged his palm. The wide sleeves of the robe were cut by Wu Xiuwen's silk fire spider jade folding fan.

Li Mochou's heart was tight, the force used to whisk the dust was weak, and only then could the silver wire have internal force to protect it and resist the sharp blade of the "Qingfeng Sword", but now that the internal force is scattered, Li Mochou secretly screamed in his heart that it was not good, and when he was about to make up for it with internal force, he didn't want it to be over.

Wu Xiuwen's "Qingfeng Sword" "fluttering edge!" trembled, and in an instant, I saw that the air was full of silver filaments of different lengths flying wildly. fluttering and flying in the air, and the silver filament dust in Li Mochou's hand has been scattered on the dust, leaving only a few silver filaments, unevenly hanging on the long handle of the dust whisk that seems to be lonely.

"Oh! Sister Mochou is really sorry! I broke your silver silk whisk, how do you look like a feather duster now! This is too damaging to my sister's fairy-like temperament!" Wu Xiuwen said in a weird voice.

Li Mochou was so angry that his phoenix eyes widened, as if he was about to spew out a burst of samadhi true fire to burn Wu Xiuwen to death, but Li Mochou didn't say a word, his two arms waved, and a pair of wide Taoist robe sleeves stirred up a violent wind.

I saw that the silver filaments that were still flying all over the sky and slowly drifting down became straight again under the fierce internal force of Li Mochou's sleeves, like slender silver javelins, they made a "whooshing ......" sound of breaking the air. Shot towards Wu Xiuwen.

Wu Xiuwen exerted all the strength of his body, and his hands waved rapidly. The "Qingfeng Sword" and the Silk Fire Spider Jade Folding Fan conjured up phantoms in front of him, "Ding Ding Dong!" A dense crash like rain hitting bananas echoed in the empty mountain temple.

After just a few breaths, Wu Xiuwen stopped panting and stopped his arms, which were a little sore, because he was waving too fast, and said with a dissatisfied grin: "Hey, you wicked woman, I have been a fairy girl since I saw you when I was a child, and the fairy girl called you short, and I have always called you sister when we met this time, just praising you for being beautiful! Why do you look like a crazy woman! There are actually silver threads mixed with "Ice Spirit Silver Needle"!"...

It turned out that Fang Cai Wu Xiuwen, relying on the super ear power that had been deliberately exercised all the time and the recent intensive training, heard several sharper and more rapid breaking sounds in the silver thread of the laser shot.

Of course, Wu Xiuwen, who had always been on guard, immediately guessed that this was Li Mochou's famous "Ice Spirit Silver Needle"? That's why he mentioned one hundred and twenty points of spirit to defend with all his might, and even when there was really no way to dodge multiple hidden weapons at the same time, he made a trade-off and missed the dust silver filament, striving to shoot down all the "Ice Spirit Silver Needle".

The final result was quite satisfactory to him, the "Ice Spirit Silver Needle" was shot down by Wu Xiuwen without falling, most of the silver filaments were shot down by the dust, and occasionally a few fish that slipped through the net were also flexibly dodged by him, only three or five silver filaments pierced his sleeves or the hem of his robe.

Wu Xiuwen was still quite happy with this result, and he took a long breath and continued to nag: "What kind of grudge do I have with you? Don't always look like everyone in the world owes you! Lu Zhanyuan is sorry for you, but you are angry with others, what is the matter!"

Wu Xiuwen had the bottom in his heart, he was not afraid of angering Li Mochou at all, and he was very unhappy with Li Mochou's actions, so he spoke mercilessly and directly exposed Li Mochou's scars.

But to Wu Xiuwen's surprise, after he finished saying Lu Zhanyuan's name, Li Mochou did not jump like thunder as he imagined, he was furious, and rushed directly to fight with him, but the dark color was a little confused, even a little stunned, and a little overwhelmed!

Wu Xiuwen looked at Li Mochou's appearance and was a little confused: This Li Mochou is a little strange today! There was something wrong with his expression just now, and his current appearance was even more suspicious. Could it be that she has developed from being mentally abnormal to going crazy? Wu Xiuwen guessed with a wicked taste.

"Ask what is the love in the world, and the direct teaching promises life and death......" Li Mochou slowly raised his head, reciting her iconic slogan affectionately, his eyes were erratic, his expression was complicated and unpredictable, and his eyes gradually turned red, and the water vapor surged and moistened for a while.

Wu Xiuwen looked at Li Mochou with wide eyes, and looked left and right innocently: No! I scolded the big devil, the Red Refining Fairy Li Mochou, and cried!? Is this world crazy?

"Hey, hey, hey, what's the matter! Don't pretend, I'm like thunder about how clever your methods are, don't pretend here, make it look like I'm bullying you!" Although Wu Xiuwen didn't know what kind of medicine Li Mochou was selling in the gourd, out of caution, out of vigilance against Li Mochou's treacherous and cunning character, Wu Xiuwen did not relax his vigilance, but continued to test with words. (To be continued......)