Too slow.
This is how Xiao Shishi felt when he saw Li Qiuran's long sword piercing.
Li Qiuran's amazing speed, in the eyes of Little Stone, was like a slow-motion replay... It was too slow.
Little Stone's soul is already strong, what he lacks is a strong body; Old Ancestor Mo's body is strong enough, so the combination of two and two, each taking advantage of his own strengths, the effect is very amazing.
The long sword stabs at the speed of light!
But the little rock did not move.
Just when the tip of the sword almost pierced the corner of his brow—
Only heard a soft sound of "Zheng-".
Xiao Shitou's pair of fingers were as powerful as Lu Xiaofeng's rhinoceros fingers, firmly gripping the tip of the sword.
There was a hint of surprise in Li Qiuran's eyes.
The sword he had always been proud of was caught in this way? And this is still using 100% of the force
In Li Qiuran's usual indifferent pitch-dark eyes, for the first time there was a trace of panic, but the killer's instinct made him quickly concentrate and try to grab a sword back.
Li Qiuran was wrong.
If he turned around and ran at this time, maybe the little stone would give him a chance to live, but he didn't leave in a hurry.
A wicked sneer appeared on the corner of Xiao Shi's mouth, and he slowly spit out two words: "Looking for death!"
Li Qiuran's strength is good, so Xiao Shishi used all the power he could use without reservation.
At this moment, the long sword burst and turned into white lights.
"Go!" The evil cold light in Little Stone's eyes became more and more fiery.
The white awns were like snowflakes, all of them submerging into Li Qiuran's body.
At this moment, Li Qiuran was stunned.
He looked stupidly at his motionless body. He wanted to run, but the soles of his feet seemed to be fixed, and he couldn't move a bit. He could only watch the murderous weapons enter his body without reservation. .
In the end, Li Qiuran could only stare blankly at his body... Look at his body, then slowly fall down... Finally... He couldn't rest his eyes.
Even when he died, his eyes were still wide open, very large...
There was a bloody sneer at the corner of Xiao Shi's mouth: "Remember my name, Mo Changliu."
After saying this, Li Qiuran died and couldn't rest his eyes.
At this moment, Xiao Shi's gaze swept around.
This time, it wasn't just Li Qiuran who surrounded Su Luo. In fact, there were countless masters lurking in the dark corners, but because of Li Qiuran's shot, they all lurked motionless.
At this moment, receiving Xiao Shishi's gaze, these people were all silent and did not dare to let out the air.
They lowered their eyes one by one, for fear of meeting the eyes of this powerful old man.
Su Luo listened to the gasping voice with satisfaction.
Xiao Shi Shi did a good job. He deliberately did not kill these people and let them spread the news. At that time, everyone knew that Su Luo was covered by Old Ancestor Mo, and no one dared to look for him without his eyesight.
Old Ancestor Mo got into the carriage, and the dragon-scaled horse broke out with a thunderous neigh, swept the surroundings provocatively, and then spread its hooves and galloped away.
Watching the dragon scales and horses gallop away, those who were hidden in the darkness breathed a sigh of relief this time. The coercion just now really scared them to death. They thought that the old man had raised his sleeves and all of them were wiped out.
Wait, he said just now, his name is Mo Changliu? Mo Changliu, a very familiar name.