Do Not Seek Fairy Fate

spy?

traitor?

Duan De, who suddenly appeared here, and the last time they took up more of the goods despite their opposition.

All of these show that it is the father and son of Duan in Ziyangmen who are in collusion with the remnants of the Black Evil Cult!

How dare they?

Mo Qiu was filled with fright and anger, but he didn't dare to be distracted.

"Huh!"

A faint sound of breaking through the air came from behind, the skin on the back of his neck tightened, and the whole person rushed forward.

"Duh! Duh!"

With two muffled noises, two darts suddenly appeared on the trunk in front.

hidden weapon!

"It's quite running!" A person sneered, turning his hands when he was in front of his body, and hit him head-on.

Before the palm is close, the howling wind is blowing.

Inflow master!

In addition to Duan De, there is an acquired martial artist in the back.

Mo Qiu's heart was beating wildly, and he subconsciously turned over and jumped up, with his palms across his chest, pressing lightly in response to the oncoming momentum.

"Peng!"

A huge force surged, his body trembled, his whole body fell back and forth, and he rolled and continued to escape.

It seems that his movements are extremely embarrassing, but if you observe closely, you can find that Moqiu's speed has not slowed down from the beginning to the end, and even this leverage has slightly increased the distance between each other.

"Stop him!" Duan De chased from the side with a sullen face:

"He must have found the camp. If the news leaks, all of us will have to die!"

His voice was hurried, implied anxiousness, and his body skills flashed forward one after another, and the speed was much faster than unquestionable.

The magic of light work can only be manifested by the cultivation of zhenqi.

The footwork of the physical training realm, regardless of speed and flexibility, is inherently weaker than the light power driven by true energy.

Duan De held the long sword in his hand with murderous intent in his eyes, obviously not intending to stay alive.

"No!" The man in black on the side heard the words, but suddenly stopped, his eyes flickering:

"I don't know at the camp. If there is someone else..., he will hand it to you and I will report it back."

Duan De frowned subconsciously, but knew the severity of the matter, so he nodded:

"Also."

There is a mere refining martial artist, he asked himself that he could easily kill it.

At the moment, everyone was divided, and the man in black returned to the camp with a few people, leaving the three of them to follow Duan De to continue chasing and killing.

The stars in the sky are sparse, the halo is dim, and the forest is even darker, and you can barely see your fingers.

"Wow..."

The shadows shuttle, and its disease is like an arrow.

Moqiu's whole body was surging in an orderly manner, and when he stepped on his feet, the soil on the ground exploded, and the whole person took advantage of his strength to fly forward.

He is fast, someone is faster than him!

"Let's stay!" Duan De, like a goshawk, leaped for a long time, his long sword rushing from the top to the bottom without asking for the top of his head.

Jian Guang trembled, splitting the three phantoms, and locked the three major dead spots of Baihui, Chengguang, and Tongtian.

Mo Qiu felt his head sank and had to stop, shaking his body and swords all out of the sheath.

One sword and one sword criss-crossed, turning into a cross and rising against the trend, actually locking the sword light with extreme precision.

"when……"

The sound of the collision of gold and iron is melodious.

Duan De fell to the ground lightly, with a trembling sword in his hand, and couldn't help but look at Moqiu in surprise:

"What a combination of swords and swords!"

Even if he was just a casual blow, he couldn't be stopped by a body-refining martial artist.

"You're not bad." Mo Qiu looked back, and he was relieved to see no one to follow him temporarily.

There is a world of difference between fighting alone and being beaten by others.

Even if the two are equal in strength, and the other has a weaker, a little distraction can turn the situation around.

What's more, in terms of cultivation base, Mo Qiu is not as good as the other party.

"Heh..." Duan De watched Mo Qiu's movements all over his eyes, the corner of his mouth curled up, and he couldn't help but utter a soft voice:

"Kill you, I still need..."

"boom!"

Before he finished his words, his eyes suddenly shrank.

But at the moment he spoke, Mo Qiu suddenly leaped forward, and his body burst out with blood.

For the past three years, he has been practicing Buddha to strengthen his roots every day.

These make Mo Qiu's background far beyond the ordinary martial artist.

As for the strength of the physical body, even he himself does not know how strong it is today, but it is definitely not weaker than Gu Wu in the Shuanggui branch.

This suddenly erupted, blood surging, and a sharp long howling sound came from the air as the sword swung.

Yin-Yang Confusion Knife-Cut the Wind!

Time is pressing and the situation is critical, Moqiu's move is the ultimate move in the Yin-Yang Confusion Knife.

The sword raged in the wind, and the strong wind howled sharply, which completely enveloped the opponent for a time.

Duan De's complexion changed drastically, and a warning sign rose in his heart.

A refining martial artist...

How dare to shoot at yourself, even threatening yourself?

Under the fright and anger, his body's true qi suddenly turned, his eyes were purple, and the dazzling sword light suddenly bloomed.

Ziyang magic!

One word chasing soul electric sword!

If Moqiu's swords combined fought like a gust of wind and rain, the sword light of that Duan De was like thunder and lightning.

The sword light just flashed, and the wind and rain stopped before him.

Don't beg the sword to swing, the five internal organs squirm crazily, the sound of tigers and leopards thunder oscillates muscles, bones and flesh, and the strength of dragons and snakes rushes in an orderly manner.

The body that has been forged with diamond butter, hardly resisting the invasion of True Qi, did not retreat in the slightest.

As soon as the sword's momentum is collected, the blood erupts like a volcano that has been accumulated for a long time, and the sword turns into a violent wind and swept away.

Chaos cloak! Upside down! Total Annihilation! Yin and Yang chaos!

In a short moment, he used many of the ultimate moves of the Yin-Yang Confusion Knife one after another, and swarmed his opponents.

"Ding Ding...Dangdang..."

The swords collided, and the energy screamed.

The two changed their bodies, their moves collided, and Duan De's expression became more ugly.

As an acquired master, he practiced Ziyangmen's divine art, the one-word soul chasing electric sword.

But then, it was actually crushed and beaten!

Although Mo Qiu had no real energy, the burst of strength was amazing, and every breath he breathed was like a tiger roaring and a dragon groaning.

The strength of the muscles and bones is even more powerful, using pure physical strength and swords to slash against the opponent's innocence, without losing the wind for a while.

Especially the combination of swords and swords...

A sword is not a sword, and a sword is not a sword. The moves are weird and inexplicable.

Even though Duan De used the word Soul Pursuing Electric Sword, he could barely support it, and could not see the slightest chance of winning in a short period of time.

A refining martial artist...

Obviously, the true qi has not been cultivated before the day after tomorrow, how can this person's strength be so strong?

You know, even Gu Wu and Miao Yuantong have never forced him to this level!

As everyone knows, Mo Qiu is also crying secretly.

There is no true energy in his body, and the strength attack can only be resisted by the flesh body. Even if the dragon and snake strength is fully used to unload the strength, the muscles and muscles have already appeared, and if they continue, they will definitely be unable to bear it.

What's more, the people in black behind will arrive soon.

The power of the Yin-Yang Confusion Sword is indeed not weak, and his control of the moves is even more useless, but also because there is no true energy, he can't use all of its power.

Insufficient cultivation and too low realm are his biggest weaknesses.

"Heh..." His eyes flashed, don't ask for immediate lightness:

"Young Master Duan is really good at it, a dignified master, a true disciple of Ziyangmen, I can't even beat a small martial artist."

"Do not……"

He dismissed a smile and said:

"It should be said that Young Master Duan, who has cultivated the Ziyang Divine Art and the one-word soul chasing electric sword, is being pressed and beaten by a body refiner. If this scene is seen by others, I am afraid that he will laugh out of his teeth."

"What a great skill!"

"Take me one more trick, yin and yang chaos!"

The sword divides yin and yang, sometimes the sword is yang and the sword is yin, sometimes the sword is yang and the sword is yin, yin and yang are confused, forcing the opponent to retreat again and again.

Being so insulted by others, but having to retreat, Duan De couldn't help but his eyes throbbed, burning with anger, and suddenly roared:

"court death!"

"boom……"

The true energy in his body surged, the sword light in his palm rose sharply, and the dazzling sword light swept across his body like thunder.

The word chasing the soul electric sword-electric dance frenzy!

Moqiu's eyes lit up, and at the same time he held his breath and condensed his breath.

Burn blood!

boom……

Qi and blood surged ~www.readwn.com~ like a big dragon sweeping through the body, and a strange blood red appeared on the skin.

The strength in the palm is also a little bigger.

At the same time, the sword in his hand retracted, as if closed, wrapped himself firmly, saving as much energy as possible.

"Ding Ding Dong Dang..."

The collision sounded like a shower of rain, Do not ask for a trembling body, shaking the sword, desperately maintaining a defensive position.

Until...

"die!"

Duan De roared, Jian Guang once again flourished, and instantly twisted the long sword in his hand, but also exhausted his strength.

After he regained his strength a bit, he planned to send the sword away and completely end his opponent, and he saw a cold light appearing in front of him.

Five steps to kill!