Everyone couldn't help but turn their heads to look at He Heng, and this is what he said.
He Heng looked at Farak with a look of ingratiating expression on his face, and continued, "Lord Demon King, it's hard to find a substitute with a natural sword bone."
"You're right." Farak said thoughtfully.
He Heng couldn't help but feel a joy in his heart when he heard the words. Just when he wanted to speak again, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest, then looked down and saw a dagger inserted into his body at some point.
"If you don't speak, no one will treat you as dumb." Mo Junlan snorted coldly.
"You..." He Heng glared at Mo Junlan angrily, but he couldn't say what he said next, and his body suddenly fell to the ground, looking completely dead.
"I already have a Taoist partner, and I don't want to be someone else's stand-in." Mo Junlan said in a displeased tone, "It's really a waste, and he will only come up with some bad ideas."
Everyone looked at each other, looking a little hesitant.
Farack looked at Mo Junlan, frowned involuntarily, and said, "It seems that you are really not him."
Mo Junlan raised his eyes to look at Farack, his expression was indifferent, but he cursed in his heart, "Your motherfucker is an idiot."
"If you were him, I guess you couldn't help it a long time ago." Farak seemed to know Xie Jian Xianjun very well, and said slowly, "He will definitely be angry when he hears what this king said just now. explode."
After all, what he just said was not true.
Just to force the person he was looking for to come out.
The result still disappointed him.
Mo Junlan, "…"
If it weren't for the fact that Lao Tzu couldn't beat you with his current body, he would have continued to burn your pants long ago.
The current situation seems to be a bit embarrassing. Facing the sudden appearance of the Demon King, many humans are at a loss.
"Since I'm not the person you're looking for, can I leave now?" Mo Junlan looked at Farack and asked.
"No." Farak shook his head and said, "You are all human and must die."
As soon as these words came out, everyone's expressions changed drastically.
"Who said that human beings must die?" Mo Junlan said with dissatisfaction.
"If you can escape, you don't have to die." Farak said coldly.
Mo Junlan, "…"
This guy is clearly bullying him.
He can't take out the Lingxiao sword now, otherwise his identity will be exposed immediately.
At that time, his end may be worse than death.
"Go!" Farak flew up, his black robe fluttered in the wind, and his voice entered the ears of every demon.
As Farak's words fell, the demon army moved again, and attacked the humans fiercely.
"Kill! Kill! Kill, kill!!!"
The sound of the fighting was deafening, and the strong smell of blood wafted in the air.
Because the space was blocked by Farak, everyone had only one choice now, and that was to kill the demons, as long as they could live.
Instead of using swordsmanship, Mo Junlan used a whip to harvest the lives of the demons.
Lingxiao can't use his own swordsmanship anymore, after all, there is a danger of revealing his identity, so he now uses Xingchen Nine Styles to deal with the demons.
Mo Junlan rolled his eyes coldly, first avoiding the attacks of several demons, then floating up, teleporting to the space barrier, and then swiping his whip over.
Fortunately, he had practiced whipping before, so he didn't make himself too embarrassed.
Farrak naturally saw Mo Junlan's actions, but his expression was indifferent, even with a hint of contempt.
As soon as the whip went down, the space enchantment was still very firm.
Mo Junlan's heart was filled with anger. If he could use the Lingxiao Sword, he would definitely be able to break the space barrier.
Humans are not the opponents of demons, this is very obvious.
Mo Junlan swiped at the space barrier several times in a row, but he was still unable to shake the space barrier.
After all, the difference in strength between him and the Demon King is simply too great.
Farak narrowed his eyes and suddenly attacked Mo Junlan.
"Brother Junlan, be careful!" Ling Xiao hurriedly flew towards Mo Junlan.
However, Lingxiao was still a step behind, and the demon king's attack had already landed on Mo Junlan.
The long whip in Mo Junlan's hand suddenly shattered, and his body was repelled several meters away. His face was particularly pale, and he vomited blood at the same time.
Why did he vomit blood again
Mo Junlan suddenly felt a little depressed. How many times has he vomited blood in one day
The injury finally got better, and now it has become serious again.
It sucks.
Lingxiao repelled dozens of demons with one sword, and then flew to Mo Junlan's side with a worried expression, "Brother Junlan, you vomited blood again."
"To tell you the truth, in fact, I also feel very depressed." Mo Junlan sighed, "That damn guy dared to sneak attack on me."
Ling Xiao looked at Mo Junlan and couldn't help frowning.
"Forget it, anyway..." Mo Junlan squinted his eyes and said with a hint of smugness in his tone, "My cultivation base can break through again."
Ling Xiao, "..."
So optimistic!
"But I need to wait a little longer." Mo Junlan said with a smile, "Find a way to make him hit me a few more times."
Ling Xiao's expression was indescribable.
"Xiao'er, you go away first." Mo Junlan said.
"Brother Jun Lan, are you really okay?" Ling Xiao was still a little uneasy.
"Xiao'er, how can you suspect that your man is not good?" Mo Junlan said in a dissatisfied tone.
Ling Xiao, "..."
It seems that it is really no problem to be able to joke with him.
So Ling Xiao walked away silently.
Mo Junlan raised the corner of his mouth lightly, a sly color flashed in the depths of his eyes, and then took out a long whip from the space, and then swung the long whip in his hand towards Farak.
Farack easily grabbed the other end of the whip, half-squinted his eyes, and then slammed forward, only to see Mo Junlan pulled by him in an instant.
After a few tricks, Mo Junlan was beaten by Farack again and vomited blood.
However, Mo Junlan quickly got up again, and then continued to attack Farak.
"Is that stinky boy crazy?" Nangong Yi frowned as she looked at Mo Junlan.
"Could it be that he broke his brain?" Lu Rover couldn't help but wonder, "It doesn't look very reliable!"
Yuan Wuchou, "…"
Are these two guys still in the mood to chat
Who is unreliable
While they were talking, Mo Junlan was knocked down by Farack again.
"Since you want to die early, then this king will fulfill you." Farak was also a little impatient with Mo Junlan, his figure suddenly flashed, and he was about to take Mo Junlan's life with one blow.
However, at this moment, a pungent smell suddenly floated in the air, and then, Farak's eyes turned red, and he even burst into tears involuntarily.
Farak thought it was Poison Powder, so he subconsciously waved his sleeves to resist.
As a result, the wind changed, and it was Mo Junlan's turn to turn red, and tears fell instantly.
Mo Junlan, "…"
"Brother Junlan!" Ling Xiao hurriedly helped Mo Junlan.
"Xiao'er, I'm so heartbroken!" Mo Junlan covered his eyes with both hands, and said with a heartache, "I originally wanted to take poison, but ended up taking the wrong seasoning..."
When Ling Xiao heard the words, her expression became somewhat stunned.
Just when Ling Xiao wanted to speak, he suddenly caught a glimpse of several figures flying towards them.
Farak felt it too, but he couldn't open his eyes temporarily, so he decided to step back a few dozen meters first.
Ling Xiao looked at Mo Junlan and Farak at this time, but felt speechless in his heart.
It was the first time that Mo Junlan made such a low-level mistake.
"Lan Lan!" This voice clearly came from Feng Jinghua.
As soon as Feng Jinghua saw Mo Junlan's current appearance, he felt distressed to death. He couldn't help but redden his eyes and said angrily, "Who hurt you? Daddy immediately asked Di Xuanji to avenge you! "
Everyone, "… "
"My Lanlan, you shouldn't leave your daddy's side. It's all your fault, that damn guy, Di Xuanji, woo..." Feng Jinghua sobbed and said with a heartfelt heart, "My Lanlan, you are really one. Small poor… "
Everyone, "… "
"Can you shut up?" Mo Junlan said angrily.
However, Feng Jinghua didn't seem to feel Mo Junlan's anger, and continued to blame herself, "Lanlan, do you have any pain on your body?"
"You are nonsense." Ling Xiao's mouth couldn't help but twitch.
"Lanlan, hurry up and tell daddy, who hurt you?" Feng Jinghua's face suddenly turned gloomy, and his whole body was full of murderous aura.
Just when Mo Junlan wanted to speak, he heard Farak's voice, "You human... What exactly did you use to plot against this king?"
Are his eyes still crying
With his current strength, his body can be said to be invulnerable to all poisons, but his eyes are still weak.
Mo Junlan snorted coldly and said, "Think about it yourself."
Farack, "…"
"Lanlan, why do you keep covering your eyes? Could it be that your eyes are hurt?" Feng Jinghua suddenly pulled Mo Junlan's hands away.
Mo Junlan was completely caught off guard.
I saw a pair of red eyes, just like this reflected in the eyes of everyone, even if you don't look carefully, you can find the existence of tears.
"Little nephew, you actually cried when you were beaten?" Feng Qingge raised her eyebrows involuntarily.
Even Di Xuanji and Di Wuji were shocked.
Mo Junlan's face darkened.
If it wasn't for Mo Junlan's injury, Feng Jinghua would have directly hugged Mo Junlan.
"Ahhh!!! I'm so pissed off!!!" Feng Jinghua couldn't help but said angrily, "Di Xuanji, hurry up and gouge that guy's eyes out for me."
Feng Jinghua said, and pointed at Farack.
Di Xuanji, "..."
"Lanlan, don't cry, Daddy has already asked Di Xuanji to avenge you..." Feng Jinghua said with red eyes and a distressed face, "When I see your tears, Daddy feels like a knife..."
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