Chapter Seventy-Three: Battle Shura
Mo Fan carried the big scissors, and after the red light dissipated in the sky, he approached Xiaoxiao and the girl.
Although she walked on the verge of death for a while, the girl seemed to be fine, and after Xiaoxiao helped her bandage the wound on her neck briefly, she regained her previous look.
Seeing that Mo Fan's hand holding the big scissors was bleeding constantly, the girl also asked with concern: "Is your hand okay, do you want to deal with it." ”
"No, my business is not finished yet!" Mo Fan saw that the girl was fine, so he walked over with a big scissors as he spoke, stood opposite the ghost, and began to confront the other party.
Originally, when listening to the girl's description of the Shura Knife, Mo Fan decided to find a chance to learn it, but who would have thought that this opportunity would come too quickly, and there was no need to look for it yourself, and they had already sent it to them.
"Ghost Shadow Rakshasa, I heard that the Shura Sword in your hand is extremely powerful, how powerful it is. But the big scissors in my hand are not ordinary, and to prove that your knife is better than mine, you dare to fight fairly. Mo Fan carried the big scissors and yelled at the ghost figure standing not far away at this time.
When the ghost heard Mo Fan calling himself, he didn't say anything, just lightly put one hand behind his back, and the other hand held a long knife, horizontal to his side.
The gale wind blew, curling his long hair, and combined with the position where he stood, there was really a smell of a mysterious hero.
Seeing the long knife in his hand at this time, Mo Fan also suddenly became interested, today this legendary knife was unsheathed twice in front of his eyes, and it was not until this moment that he really saw the legendary Shura knife.
"Fairness doesn't exist in my world. Today, I will kill you. The ghost stood for a long time, shook the long knife in his hand vigorously, and pressed his foot to the ground, killing Mo Fan.
But obviously, this guy didn't exert all his strength, and the sword qi in his hand was much weaker than just now.
Originally, he didn't hold out any hope, the reason why Mo Fan said that was just to try this guy's personality. Seeing the ghost shadow attacking him, a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, clenched the big scissors in his hand, quickly moved on the snow, and rushed towards the ghost.
Bumper!
The big scissors in Mo Fan's hand and the ghost shadow's Shura knife collided back and forth in the air, completing their first confrontation in an instant at a speed of more than a dozen times a second.
The ghost shadow has the Shura knife in his hand, and the realm is much higher than Mo Fan's, and he almost killed Mo Fan with a flat sweep.
Forced to retreat by the ghost shadow, Mo Fan's chest was injured by the sword qi of the Shura knife, and bright red blood flowed out of a long hole.
The ghost shadow shook back Mo Fan with a knife, the long knife in his hand did not stop, his body rotated in the air, and the long knife in his hand quickly changed his attack method, and slashed towards Mo Fan's head with a single move.
The Shura knife was under the control of the ghost, with the momentum of dominating the world, and the red light on the knife was magnificent, and a roaring sound was heard, slashing Mo Fan.
The long knife slashed, Mo Fan didn't dare to take it hard, but just dragged the big scissors in his hand and kept retreating, hoping to be far enough away from the crimson knife shadow.
Rumble!
Shura's knife slashed into the snow, and the half-meter-deep snowflakes were hit to the bottom. Leakage of the snow field should be loess.
The blade of the knife cut a three-foot-long deep ditch, but the knife qi stretched the lethality of this knife, starting from the feet of the ghost shadow, extending out for more than ten meters, and a deep ditch approached the distance.
In desperation, Mo Fan could only raise the big scissors in his hand, ignoring the injury of the Dantian at Neidan, lifting the spiritual power, and patting the big scissors with both hands, blocking the knife qi towards him.
Rumble!
Two huge forces collided and exploded in the snow, and a pillar of snow rushed into the air with the sound of explosion.
Because Mo Fan's own cultivation was not as good as the ghost, he was shocked back by the remaining sword qi, although he was not scratched on his body, but he suffered internal injuries.
But compared to the previous situation against the Black Shadow brothers, this is much better.
Without being shocked and vomiting blood, Mo Fan was already satisfied, although the ghost shadow released water in the process, but the sword qi he slashed was also a lot of power.
"Brother old rascal, are you alright?"
Seeing that Mo Fan was shaken back by the ghost's sword, Xiaoxiao and the girl hurriedly ran over, Xiaoxiao grabbed Mo Fan and asked with concern.
The girl stood aside, although she didn't make a sound, but from the expression on her face, it could be seen that he was only worried about Mo Fan.
Seeing that the girl and Xiaoxiao came to care about him, Mo Fan was also very happy in his heart, he didn't say anything, just gave them a smile, patted Xiaoxiao's little hand that grabbed him, and carried the big scissors again, ready to play.
However, as soon as Mo Fan was carrying the big scissors, he was blocked by the girl.
The girl stood in front of him and Xiaoxiao, and once again returned to her previous indifference, and said coldly in the face of the ghost: "Ghost Rakshasa, the person you want is me, and it has nothing to do with others. ”
"Ridiculous!"
Seeing that the girl was in front of Mo Fan and Xiaoxiao, the ghost shadow surprisingly did not kill the girl, but said with a chuckle.
Mo Fan took the big scissors, stepped forward, pulled the girl, asked her to retreat, and without saying anything, he raised the big scissors, pulled his hands apart, and cut towards the ghost is scissors.
was pulled back by Mo Fan, the corners of the girl's eyes were red, she squatted on the ground and cried softly, and she kept blaming herself, shouting loudly: "It's all my fault, it's all my fault, if it weren't for me, he wouldn't have played." ”
"Hehe, Sister Yimo, don't be like this, I dare to assure you that the old rogue brother and the ghost shadow are fighting, definitely not just because of you. Also, you don't have to worry, the old hooligan brother has a lot of means, this ghost Rakshasa wants to kill him, I think it's mysterious. Xiaoxiao walked up to the girl, comforted the girl like an adult, and said.
"Really?"
"Of course, I never lie to people, especially beautiful girls. Xiaoxiao said loudly in her words that she didn't know where she learned, mimicking someone's accent.
"Nasty, but hopefully he'll be okay as you say, or I'll be guilty for the rest of my life. The girl wiped the cold expression just now, and said shyly.
Mo Fan cut at the ghost shadow with a pair of scissors, and the big scissors in his hand unfolded in his hands, and the cut was like a crocodile's mouth, with spiritual power, cutting towards the ghost.
Seeing Mo Fan's big scissors cut towards him, the ghost was not ambiguous, like a long knife in his hand, it was erected in front of him, and the blade of the knife was tilted upward, and it collided with the big scissors cut by Mo Fan.
Rumble!
The moment the ghost's Shura knife collided with Mo Fan's big scissors, an explosion spread from the place where they collided.
The red light on the Shura knife was permeated, burning constantly on the knife body, like a red dragon, ready to grab Mo Fan with its teeth and claws.
And the big scissors in Mo Fan's hand did not fall behind, and the white light burst out, intertwining with the Shura flames.
The two rays of light distorted and dazzled in the air, like a supernatural lightsaber, not only shattering the snow, but also shaking the entire snowfield.
"Drink!"
Mo Fan shouted, and his hands tightened the big scissors, wanting to use the long mouth of the scissors to jam the Shura knife.
Feeling that the strength of the knife increased instantly, the ghost was not a fool, and he was busy with both hands, trying to take the Shura knife out of the cut.
But the plan that had been brewing for a long time, how could Mo Fan let the ghost easily take the knife out of the cut, so while the ghost was exerting force, Mo Fan also increased his strength again.
Click, click!
The big scissors and the Shura knife kept rubbing in the hands of the two, and the sound of tooth-itching metal colliding spread for several meters.
Along with the metallic sound, there were also the sparkling fires on the two weapons, which were also constantly beating.
The big scissors and the Shura knife restrain each other in mid-air, and no one can help anyone.
Their masters were also looking at each other, and the two souls kept evolving between their eyebrows.
At their feet, although it was three feet of snow, the two of them were like they were all right, not only did their hands and souls fight, but their feet never stopped.
The steps under the ghost's feet were quite mysterious, like an ancient footwork, and every time he attacked Mo Fan, there was a thick sound of the Great Dao.
Although Mo Fan didn't know anything about his footwork, he was not willing to fall behind, and used everything he had learned in his life, although he couldn't resist the ghost's fierce attack, he didn't lose much.
Because Mo Fan's strength was not as good as the ghost, although the big scissors in his hand caught the Shura knife, but with the ghost's cultivation, he took the Shura knife out of the cut, and it was a matter of time.
Therefore, for the big scissors in his hand, Mo Fan did not have much hope.
Rumble!
Things were just as Mo Fan thought, the ghost shadow exerted his strength again, and the Shura knife roared loudly, and a strong spiritual power exploded instantly, shaking Mo Fan's hands painfully, and he was forced to let go of the big scissors.
The force that suddenly came from the Shura knife was too strong, and if he was not careful, Mo Fan was sure that in the next second, one of his palms would be twisted by his own big scissors, so for safety, Mo Fan had to give up the big scissors in his hand.
However, if he wants to give up the big scissors like this, how could Mo Fan be willing.
At the moment when the big scissors were twisted away by the Shura knife, Mo Fan took a few steps back, his hands quickly activated, and a palm slapped out, hitting the ghost with a fierce force, blasting it back.
Being slapped on his body by Mo Fan's surprise, the ghost shadow was also a little dumbfounded, he never thought that the white-haired old man in front of him would be able to grasp this kind of battle opportunity.
However, he didn't expect that it would be more than this.
In the moment of his surprise, Mo Fan's feet moved quickly, and within the time frame when the ghost didn't have time to react, his hands slammed into the ghost's front waist, blasting the ghost out of the way.
And at the moment when the ghost shadow was blasted out, Mo Fan moved his steps again, and with a big hand stretched, palm wind appeared between the ghost's hands.
With the spiritual power of Mo Fan's sacrifice, the palm wind quickly slammed into the ghost shadow's doubles, and at this critical moment, he snatched the Shura knife in the ghost shadow's hand.
was blown away by Mo Fan's two gorgeous actions, and the ghost shadow was also difficult to look at, and he had not used all his strength under the influence of this old boy before.
Unexpectedly, following his way, now he has been disgraced, not to mention, even the Shura knife has been taken away by this old guy.
The ghost shadow was ruthless in his heart, his hands hit the ground hard, and an even more powerful spiritual power gathered on his palms, and under the condition that Mo Fan was not in a hurry to dodge, it bombarded Mo Fan's body.