Do Not Seek Fairy Fate

The comer has white temples and hair, gray robe covering his body, and his old cheeks faintly discerning the handsomeness of his youth.

Although old, his breath is still as strong as a young man.

This is it.

His eyes were red, burning with anger.

He was located not far away, and he rushed to hear the movement, but he didn't want to still be a step too late.

Even more unexpectedly, the murderer was so arrogant.

"Okay, very good!"

Hua Beitang's body was trembling, and there was a sharp whistling wind in the field, and the biting chill was even more straight into his mind.

"What do I want?"

"I want you to die!"

Amidst the roar, gusts of dark wind violently swept across the large courtyard, and a gray shadow drew across more than ten meters in an instant.

One claw, drop.

Boom...

The huge air current volleyed down.

The squally wind swept the ground, the ground cracked silently, and the surrounding lawns lost their vitality strangely.

This person's innate true qi can actually plunder vitality!

Mo Qiu narrowed his eyes, his heart was condensed, and his long sleeves shook at the moment, and Ge Yuan rolled up on the ground and smashed it.

In the face of a congenital, although he is not weak in his mouth, he has already raised a warning sign in his heart.

"Go away!"

Hua Beitang roared, his claws swayed, and he threw Ge Yuan away, but his eyes were empty.

There is no shadow, only the light of a spatula.

Knife

It's Yugoura's knife!

Knife

It was his rampage knife!

Swordsmanship surged, arrogance raged, and the fierce attack was more than twice as powerful as Yu Ju Luo's shot.

Even if there are no moves, there is no lack of overbearing.

The familiar knife and the familiar knife technique made Hua Beitang's eyes a momentary trance.

next moment.

The anger in the heart can no longer be contained.

Too much deception!

"die!"

The Yinfeng Claw changes with the situation, and the claw wind howls like a ghost crying and howling, but also accompanied by gusts of Yinfeng.

The knife light flashed in the air, and dozens of knife marks were cut out in an instant.

The light of the knife is like a net, which seems to cover one side, but in fact it is like a fish swimming, sneaking into the yin wind abnormally.

"Huh!"

"when……"

When the claws collided, both of them condensed.

Hua Beitang only felt that his claws were changing, and he was restrained at all, and his tricks could not be fully displayed.

As if halfway through the punch, the strength was a vent, and the awkwardness in his heart was not enough for outsiders.

Mo Qiu felt like he had hit a piece of hard ice.

Unlike the innate who had fought before, the person's true qi was bitterly cold, like strands of yin wind, invaded the flesh and meridians along the sword, causing him to shiver subconsciously.

If it hadn't been for the spontaneous protection of the true body of the black evil spirit, which blocked most of the Yin Qi, he was afraid that he would be eroded by the Yin wind on the spot and could not resist.

The two staggered past, collided more than ten times in a flash, and fell again, but no one retreated.

It seems that there is no distinction between superior and inferior!

"Good boy!" Hua Beitang narrowed his eyes, his heart condensed:

"There is no fixed sword, one sword sets the universe, and it really deserves its name."

"Thank you." Mo Qiu said coldly:

"Your Excellency, it seems that the innate masters are nothing more than that, the name is not worthy of the truth."

"It's a big tone." Hua Beitang snorted coldly:

"However, you can stop the old man's thirteen claws at the acquired realm, even if you rely on Wuding Swordsmanship, you are proud of yourself."

"pity……"

"That's it!"

The moment the word ‘le’ blurted, the voice had not yet landed, and the ground under Hua Beitang’s feet sank.

It didn't split, didn't break, it just sank like this abruptly.

In place, nothing.

And his figure, like a ray of yin wind, instantly crossed several feet of land and appeared in front of Mo Qiu.

Silent, as fast as an electric flash.

A palm, when the chest hits.

Experts such as Hua Beitang will immediately understand that facing Wuding Sword moves are useless, but they are restrictions. Only the speed and strength of going straight can crush everything.

This is equivalent to giving up part of the advantage, but his cultivation is stronger, and it doesn't matter if he gives up.

Mo Qiu felt a chill in his heart, the Wuding Swordsmanship spontaneously pushed his body, holding a knife to slash in front of him.

"call……"

The wind is violently rolling, like a rushing wave.

In an instant, Hua Beitang made twenty-three palms in a row.

"boom!"

With the last palm, Moqiu's wrist quivered, the long knife flew out from his hand, and the whole person fell back several meters to the ground.

"Um!"

His throat rolled, his chest was tight and he snorted.

Hunyuan Yi Qigong is indeed extraordinary, its true qi is condensed, and it runs fast, and it can even resist innate true qi to a certain extent.

But the coldness in the palm of the opponent makes people unavoidable, unavoidable, only hard-wired.

If it weren't for the exquisite sword technique, I'm afraid that he wouldn't even be able to withdraw from the circle of war.

Sweeping his right hand, in this short moment, a touch of bruise has spread to the elbow.

After the cold breath passed, his arm almost lost consciousness.

"Good internal strength, good swordsmanship!" Hua Beitang praised lightly, but his movements were not slow, and then he rushed forward:

"Listen to the voice, you are not too old. If you achieve innateness, the future will be limitless, but it is a pity that you will not escape death today."

As he spoke, his palms changed, his offensive became more fierce, his moves were deadly, and the sky was imaginary in a flash.

"That's not necessarily!" Mo Qiu's figure flashed, and he suddenly drank low.

Burn blood!

Yan Yang is really angry!

"boom!"

The breath on his body suddenly rose.

An extremely masculine zhenqi emerged from his body, instantly sweeping across the square, sweeping away the cold.

For more than ten years, the fire dragon pendant has been worn on the body all the time, and it will no longer flow into the dantian to enter the sun at all times.

This burst out with full force, although not as agile as the innate true energy, it also instantly expelled the surrounding cold.

The strangeness on his body also disappeared.

"Huh!"

Hua Beitang's eyes widened, and he didn't know what kind of method he had performed, and the yin wind roared again in the field.

The howling sounds like ghosts and howling gods, like tens of thousands of grievances, makes people's minds turbulent, and hallucinations can't help but appear in front of them.

Innate masters are all powerful, in addition to damaging the body, they also have certain methods to attack the mind and spirit.

However.

Mo Qiu knows that the sea is different, and even has a Buddha statue, has a firm will, and is almost immune to such offensives.

"Peng!"

"boom……"

The two fought and collided frantically, the ground cracked wherever they passed, and the house wall collapsed, but in the blink of an eye, the entire courtyard was almost in ruins.

Hua Beitang couldn't fight for a long time. Although he was angry, he was not in a hurry.

Because he knew that although Mo Qiu was strong, he was only encouraging and supporting, and sooner or later he could not hold on.

Even, the time will never be too long!

What's more, the innate true qi sympathizes with each other inside and outside, every breath is recovering, and there is almost no possibility of exhaustion.

Afterwards, Zhenqi exploded many times, even if the mystery of the technique recovers fast enough, how long can it last?

"boom!"

The claw wind rises again, like the wave is pressing down.

Under the black robe, Moqiu's face was solemn, and his arms shook, as if the yin and yang were turning upwards.

It is the yin and yang cut among the yin and yang confusion knives!

This move, pointed out by the indefinite sword, cut through the Yin Feng obliquely, and hit the opponent's forehead directly.

A fist appeared in front.

"Peng!"

The two shook at the same time, Mo Qiu staggered back, but Hua Beitang smiled coldly, and attacked again like a flash of light.

This time, he will kill this person in one fell swoop to avenge his beloved child.

at this time.

"Go!"

Suddenly, a familiar voice came into the ear, anxiously:

"Brother, there is a trap!"

Hua Beitang's heart slammed, and when he looked at Mo Qiu, he saw that although the other party retreated in a hurry, he did not slacken off on the defensive.

He clearly knows that he is not a rival, so why insist on it?

Even from the beginning to the end, did not mean to escape?

not good!

Heart beating wildly, too late to think, Hua Beitang dashed towards the side.

"Want to go?"

"boom!"

The side wall cracked, and a red tasseled spear came out of the cave like a poisonous dragon, pierced through the rock, and slammed with its fangs open.

The mighty power is not weak compared to him.

In the rear, several figures flew high, and as soon as their arms were raised, dozens of hidden weapons were spread over one side, and there was not one weak.

"Ha ha……"

"Hua Beitang, where do I see you flee this time?"

Not far away, another person came with a long roar, his body like a swallow pierced through the sky, and a little bit more than ten meters below his feet.

A few ups and downs came to the front.

"Fu Erye Fu Yu'an! Fang Qiuxuan, the head of the Fang family!"

Hua Beitang was horrified, unable to care about other things at the moment, shrank, and fled to the distance frantically.

Not to mention that the two of them are congenital, this place is still an inner city, and it is even harder to escape when the trouble is big.

The congenital master ran for his life, the speed was appalling, and he didn't know where to rush in a blink of an eye.

But listening to the rumbling and muffled noises, I don't know how many people have suffered.

In the courtyard, Moqiu leaned against the wall, his body trembled slightly, and his body felt weak. Fortunately, he couldn't use him to make a move at this time.

"Brother Mo!" Fu Ao leaped forward:

"We rushed over when we got the news. It happened that Fang Shibo was here as a guest and came to help together. I didn't think there was a natural master, how about you?"

"It's okay." Moqiu was unable to wave his hand:

"Can't die!"

"You can't die." Fu Ao's eyes widened, and his voice was full of exclamation:

"You use your own strength to resist a congenital, and you will have nothing to say in the future for the second uncle."

In the past few years, the treatment that the Fu family has given to Mo Qiu far exceeds his apparent identity, which naturally arouses dissatisfaction among many people. Even Fu Yu'an, who knows that he has an indefinite sword, has said something.

"Don't talk about it yet." Mo Qiu raised his head and glanced at the ruins here:

"Let people search here to see if there is any record of the plague."

"Plague?" Fu Ao was taken aback:

"Why, this plague is related to this group of people?"

"Um."

Moqiu nodded and walked towards Ge Xuan's place, only to see a lifeless corpse. He sighed and said:

"It should be a person of Xuanyi Cult. If you can find details about the plague, it will be very helpful to solve it."

"Okay." Fu Ao should be, with a big hand, let the people who follow to clean up the mess.

An hour later.

Fu Yu'an and Fang Qiuxuan returned side by side with unhappy faces.

"Unexpectedly, there is a helper behind, and I couldn't leave the surname flower." Fu Yuan was unwilling to say:

"But he shot me and Brother Fang gave him a palm. In recent months, I'm afraid he won't be able to get up."

"Hua Beitang, who is this person?" Fu Ao asked curiously.

"The wonderful Taoist Hua Beitang, and the thousand-faced scholar Su Yanchen. They are brothers who do not know their origins. They make a living on the news of buying and selling. They are also brokers between the rebellious alliance and the Xuanyi religion." Fang Qiuxuan lightly stroked his beard and said:

"These two people are not too strong, but they are proficient in the methods of concealment and disguise, so they have been innocent for so many years."

"By the way, where did that friend just now go?"

Speaking of ~www.readwn.com~, he scanned the audience, only to see Moqiu who was checking the booklet, and he did not see the black-robed man with indefinite swordsmanship.

"In the future, the cultivation base will hold Hua Beitang, such outstanding people, why Fang has never heard of it, your Fu family hides it deep enough!"

Although he laughed, his eyes were solemn.

With indefinite swordsmanship, the acquired cultivation is enough, although it is strong but also limited, if it is the innate achievement in the future, it will be truly terrible.

There are such masters in the Fu family unexpectedly?

"Senior joked, that person is injured and needs to rest." Fu Ao smiled awkwardly, glanced at his second uncle, and changed the subject directly:

"In addition, Hua Beitang has been thrown a thousand miles of soul chasing incense on his body, and we have also found several strongholds here that are suspected of Xuanyi Sect."

"Next, what should I do?"

"Huh?" The two of them stared at each other for a moment, their expressions becoming more solemn.