"Oh, that's too bad. In my heyday, I can't deal with it when I get out of here." Mo Teng cried out to himself when he heard this. His current power is not in its heyday. Although he is an ancient god of war, he is also a monster. The conclusion of a contract between a monster and a God clan will damage 30% of his own moral conduct. Li, fuck it! When mortals meet him in his heyday, it is simply to die!
"No matter what, you must guard the Holy Light and Immortal Execution Staff, and don't let them be in danger." Beichen Moxuan bit his lower lip and said firmly, "Xing'er is still inside, this time must protect her!"
"Guard, guard!" Mo Teng immediately froze when he heard this, and said angrily, "We don't have spiritual power now, and we can't even fight against that monster for a round. The soul of his sword!"
"You don't want to escape, do you?" Qing Yan didn't say much, squinted at Mo Teng and asked sarcastically.
"Fuck!" As soon as he heard that he was classified as a timid coward, Mo Teng quit and shouted, "This is the assassination star formation, where can you escape to!? I'm still inside, how could I escape!?"
"Then why are you talking about these useless things here, why don't you think of a way!" Qing Yan gave Mo Teng a white look and said in a bad tone, "A big man panicked at this difficulty, I really doubt if you are a man or not. ."
"There is no difference between male and female of monsters. If you think I'm not good enough to be a man, I can be a woman now." Mo Teng didn't care about Qing Yan's sneer, he threw a wink in a charming manner, and said with a chuckle .
Qingyan glanced at him contemptuously, and said with a sneer, "I really didn't expect the ancient devil to be such a coward."
"I can't say the same thing. Although I was not afraid of the sky before, but since I signed a contract with Xing'er, I have felt the beauty of life and began to have some scruples." Mo Teng shook his head, not knowing. From nowhere, a folding fan came out, swayed the fan, and looked like a gentleman. He smiled, "What's more, I would never do such a thing as being too self-sufficient."
"Then you'd better find a place to hide, the sword will be ruthless for a while, and save your life!" Qing Yan gave Mo Teng a fierce look, gritted her teeth, and said viciously. Immediately, he pulled out the Lieyang Sword that he had been carrying with him, and the tip of the sword reached the door of Mo Teng's face.
A feeling of scorching heat rushed to his face, and Mo Teng, who had no spiritual power to protect his body, immediately sweated, not only because of the heat, but also because of the suppressing force emitted by the Lieyang Sword, which made him a mortal now. Come.
"Don't be so serious. Pointing at someone with a sword is very impolite." He had never been pointed at by a sword before. As an ancient god of war, Mo Teng's self-esteem was severely challenged, and his eyes narrowed slightly. Raising the folding fan in his hand to deflect the Lieyang Sword, he said in a cold voice, "Blindly advancing will only end up with bruises all over my body, and I don't have the habit of self-abuse."
"Ice Soul Silver Fan?" Qing Yan was stunned for a moment, looking at the unremarkable fan in Mo Teng's hand and asked in surprise, "Ice Soul Silver Fan is a sacred artifact of the Nuwa clan, and Murong Xing'er actually gave it to is you?"