Now that the water is revealed, he can go away, with Zi'er present, even if Mo Shaohua is a cultivator in the early stage of Jindan, he is determined to keep him. However, thinking of the slanted sword mark on his left cheek, Ling Xuan dispelled the idea of leaving.

Mo Shaohua's arrogant appearance and the strong contempt in his eyes made him have the idea of teaching a good lesson to someone for the first time in his life.

However, before Ling Xuan had time to make a move, the delicate and fragrant wind was blowing in his nose, and a small figure stopped in front of him, it was Hua Cuicui, who had not spoken, she reached out to protect Ling Xuan behind her, and said coldly: "Who dares!"

The audience was silent for a moment, all the people of the Heavenly Sword Sect looked at Hua Cuicui in surprise, and their brains fell into a short blank, in fact, they had already seen Hua Cuicui, others may not know it, but the famous gentle and virtuous and empathetic Jade Maiden Dacui of the Heavenly Sword Sect, who doesn't know the entire Tianshan Mountain?

No one in the audience expected that Hua Cuicui would actually stand in front of Ling Xuan. If this move spreads, I am afraid that it will not be immediately regarded as a betrayal of the master.

Ling Xuan's friendship with Hua Cuicui was not deep, he never thought that she would actually take the risk of being spurned by her master and even all the people in the righteous path to help herself, and his heart was moved!

Mo Shaohua's face was cold, and he said coldly: "Da Cui, do you know what you are doing?"

Hua Cuicui glared back at him without showing weakness and said, "Presumptuous, Senior Brother Mo, please pay attention to your identity." ”

The thirty disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect were slightly stunned, and they suddenly remembered that Hua Cuicui was the pearl of Hua Sihai, and it was their senior sister. In fact, the Heavenly Sword Sect attaches great importance to the discipline of the sect, and respecting the master is the first lesson that every disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect takes after entering, the elder is the teacher, which is deeply ingrained in the hearts of every disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect, and because of this, the thirty disciples of the Inner Sect of the Heavenly Sword Sect did not immediately act after seeing Ling Xuan.

The corners of Mo Shaohua's mouth twitched, he also understood the truth that the elders taught by Master Hua Sihai were teachers, not to mention, Hua Cuicui was no one else, but the only beloved daughter of his master Hua Sihai, under such a dual identity, although Mo Shaohua was disdainful in his heart, turning all kinds of vicious thoughts, but he didn't dare to tear his face with Hua Cuicui openly. But seeing a hint of viciousness in the corners of his eyes, his attitude was three points respectful, and he said, "Yes, senior sister." ”

Hua Cuicui secretly breathed a sigh of relief, this was her only reliance, if Mo Shaohua insisted on doing it, she thought that she was not Mo Shaohua's opponent. Ling Xuan and the others also secretly breathed a sigh of relief, although there were ruthless fairies and Zi'er present, they were not afraid, but it was naturally better that the matter could be resolved through peaceful means.

Hua Cuicui nodded lightly and said, "You all go down, there is nothing you are waiting for here." ”

More than thirty inner disciples hesitated, Mo Shaohua showed a smile in his eyes, and said: "Senior sister, the demon slaying order was issued by the sect master himself, at this time, we can be said to be directly under the order of the sect master, even if the master is present, I am afraid that we will not dare to easily violate the demon slaying order, right? If the senior sister is determined to intervene in this matter, if the sect master learns, I am afraid that the master will be displeased, and I can't say that the master will be implicated. ”

Hua Cuicui was speechless for a while, Mo Shaohua was reasonable, if Ao Jiantian learned that she had helped Ling Xuan escape, his anger would probably implicate Hua Sihai. Hua Cuicui didn't care about personal gains and losses, but she had to take care of Hua Sihai, who had not recovered from the poison of drunken immortals.

Seeing her embarrassed expression, Ling Xuan pulled her behind him and said, "Da Cui, thank you, I am very grateful for your help." How can I dare to drag you down?"

Hua Cuicui also spoke, Ling Xuan smiled slightly and stopped her. He turned to look at Mo Shaohua, who was sneering, and said calmly: "You and my grievances, there should always be an understanding, let's do it, if I die in your hands today, it will be my life, if I am lucky enough to beat you by one and a half moves, don't blame me for not thinking about the same immortal sect." ”

Mo Shaohua froze for a moment, then turned around and looked at the thirty inner disciples behind him, the thirty inner disciples also looked at him with a smile on their faces, and after a while, the thirty people burst into laughter, Mo Shaohua laughed wildly: "Haha...... Cultivating in the late stage of out-of-body practice, are you challenging me?"

Ling Xuan took a step forward, not taking everyone's teaser as his intent, his face was calm, he couldn't see the joy, anger and sorrow, he said lightly: "Exactly." ”

This simple two words, but it contains the determination to win, the aura of Haoran suddenly appeared, the laughter of the thirty people came to an abrupt end, the contempt in Mo Shaohua's eyes became much lighter, he looked at Ling Xuan seriously, and said: "If you kill yourself, I will fulfill you." ”

A trace of coldness flashed in the eyes of the thirty Inner Sect disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect, they naturally knew that Mo Shaohua's cultivation, a late-stage cultivator who was out of the body singled out Mo Shaohua's early stage master, was no different from seeking his own death.

And the few people standing on the steps, only Gu Han's eyes showed a little worry, Zi'er knew that Ling Xuan's cultivation was not as simple as it seemed on the surface, the cultivation in the late stage of the out-of-body was just his cultivation after forming a demon womb, his real horror was not in this, but the mysterious and unpredictable Wuxian Jue.

She looked at Mo Shaohua with a smile, with a hint of pity in her eyes, but Mo Shaohua took it for granted that it was worried about Ling Xuan.

Outside the splendid Tongtian Palace, and between the stairs that go straight down as if they lead straight to the depths of the Nine Shadows, there is a flat land that is more than ten zhang wide, paved with granite, as a buffer place between the palace gate and the stairs, which can be described as extremely luxurious. At this time, everyone gave up this open space and stood around to watch, while Ling Xuan and Mo Shaohua stood in the open space, seven or eight zhang away from each other, and the two faced each other.

Standing in the field, Ling Xuan's whole temperament changed, before he had a sense of politeness with people, so weak that a breeze could blow him away, and at this time, that weak aura was indifferent, replaced by a sense of stability like Mount Tai, he stood in place, he couldn't see any facial expressions, but his eyes were staring at Mo Shaohua, never letting go of his every move.

After countless tests of life and death, Ling Xuan had already figured out a unique set of fighting methods, and had learned enough lessons from several life-and-death battles.

It was only at this time that he truly understood what Yang Ming solemnly told him back then: Even if the enemy standing in front of you is a rabbit, you must not underestimate the enemy before he falls.

Ling Xuan put all his energy on Mo Shaohua, trying to find as many weaknesses as possible in the other party, and at the same time trying to control his breath, not showing what he was thinking and feeling in his heart, and trying not to give the other party any chance to find his own weaknesses.

Under the circumstance of such wholehearted action, invisibly, the black immortal essence that was already in the Mahayana period slowly moved, and the formless and qualitative power of 'sexuality' slowly flowed out like flowing water, and as soon as it came into contact with the air, it turned into intangible, but this did not affect its domineering destructive power.

Mo Shaohua didn't put Ling Xuan in his eyes, since he stepped into Jindan Avenue with one foot, except for a few people who were more advanced than him, few people deserved to ask him to take a look, Ling Xuan gave him the feeling that he was a weak demon who was not worth his hands, and the reason why he agreed to Ling Xuan's challenge was just to humiliate him in public. However, the momentum on Ling Xuan's body has changed, earth-shaking changes, and a faint aura lingers on his body, like a glimpse of light, but it is so substantial.

Mo Shaohua was secretly surprised: demonic spirit!

Demonic spirit.

Mo Shaohua's mind moved slightly, he already understood that the opponent was not as simple as it seemed on the surface, and he was about to fight quickly, when suddenly there was a buzz in his ears, and his whole body was slightly shocked, and there was an invisible huge aura pressing on all sides, Mo Shaohua did not hesitate to give up the idea of attacking, because that breath was so weird and so domineering, in the dark, there was a very tempting voice telling him to give up, and he had to concentrate to fight.

It was the mysterious 'sexual' power of the Black Immortal Jue that Ling Xuan had cultivated.

Mo Shaohua was secretly taken aback, his eyes changed when he looked at Ling Xuan, he stood in place, he didn't move at all, but he almost lost his combat effectiveness, of course, there was a reason for him to underestimate the enemy, but does it also mean that the opponent's cultivation far exceeded his own, and the weak appearance before was that he was deliberately hiding his strength?