Wu Qiuxun was like a resurrected peerless god of death, exuding a formidable aura. He glanced at Pan Meixin coldly, and took one step in the void to fly in the direction of Zheng Shiyi.
"Brother Wu, where are you going in such a hurry?"
At the same time as the sound came, an icy air blocked Wu Qiu's surroundings, and a tall, thin figure shrouded in a black robe appeared on Wu Qiu's path.
Wu Qiu looked at the sinister man in front of him, with a deep look of disdain on his face, and said coldly: "Mo Ya, you still want to stop me? If you don't want to die, just get out of here!"
"Brother Wu is joking. Junior brother just got some top-quality tea. He just wants to invite Brother Wu to have tea. How can he say that he is trying to stop Brother Wu?" But there was no trace of anger on Mo Ya's sinister face. Colorful, but with a slight smile.
On the side, Pan Meixin, who was looking at Wu Qiuxun warily, saw Mo Ya suddenly appeared, and his face calmed down slightly. Mo Ya was definitely among the top ten in terms of strength in the sect, and the Weizun Peak where he was was This lineage has been the most dazzling lineage in the Sword Controlling Sect over the years.
Before Zheng Shiyi, in recent years, the most talented disciples among the disciples of the Sword Control Sect all came from Weizun Peak!
As the peak master of Weizun Peak, Mo Ya should be stronger than what he appears on the surface!
Wu Qiuxun's eyes turned cold and he shouted loudly: "Tasting fragrant tea? I don't have that time. If you don't want to stop me, then get out of here."
"Brother Wu, if you don't want to drink, just say it. Why are you angry? You..." Mo Ya still said with a smile on his face, but just in the middle of the sentence, a murderous intention suddenly flashed across his face, and his hands Among them, a silvery cold light emerged from each.
The moment the cold light appeared, it had already burst out. It seemed like two streams of light streaked across the sky. The space in front was pierced at this moment, and bursts of extremely sharp aura filled the entire space.
The cold light was so fast that it seemed to have surpassed lightning and meteors. One moment, the cold light was seen, and the next moment, the cold light had already appeared on Wu Qiuxun's chest.
It was only then that the traces left by two cold lights appeared in the sky.
Two sharp flying knives were thrust straight into Wu Qiuxun's chest!
Although Wu Qiuxun was fast, no matter how fast he was, how could a person move as fast as a flying knife, let alone him now after being injured.
Can't dodge!
A flush of color flashed across Wu Qiuxun's face. He grabbed the Fantasy Sun and Moon Wheel with both hands and quickly moved it in front of him, using the Fantasy Sun and Moon Wheel as a shield to block it in front of him.
At the next moment, the two flying knives were about to come into contact with the illusory sun and moon wheel, but a crisp collision sound was heard in the air first.
The two flying knives had not yet come into contact with the illusory sun and moon wheel, but they collided with each other first.
A ball of dazzling sparks exploded. After the two flying knives collided, they immediately changed directions and flew towards Wu Qiuxun's left and right sides, but their speed was no slower than before.
What a trick!
Wu Qiuxun's expression suddenly changed drastically. There was no chance to dodge at such a close distance.
Since he couldn't dodge, he couldn't even think about it.
Wu Qiuxun swung the illusory sun and moon wheel forward with force in his hand, and the two wheels suddenly flew out.
The next moment, a heartbreaking stabbing pain came from the left and right sides of the abdomen.
Two sharp flying knives penetrated his body directly, leaving two obvious bloody holes.
Holding back the severe pain in his abdomen that almost made him faint, his body suddenly rushed forward.
This old guy is really crazy!
Mo Ya looked at Wu Qiuxun, who was clearly severely injured by his flying knife, but seemed not to be injured at all, and was still rushing towards him quickly. A look of horror flashed in his eyes. Just when he was about to make a move, Half Moon The ordinary blade has fallen in front of me.
Flying flowers and picking leaves.
Mo Ya waved his hands out one after another, and in an instant countless fingers appeared in the sky, affecting the falling illusory sun and moon wheels.
The shadows of the fingers came into contact with the illusory sun and moon wheel, as if metal weapons were colliding, making crisp sounds and sparks jumping out.
Under the contact of these finger shadows, the illusory sun and moon wheel flew down and rotated slower and slower.
It's now!
A flash of light burst out from Mo Ya's eyes, he curled up his middle fingers and flicked forward with all his strength. With one flick, the magic sun and moon wheel flew out backwards and flew into the distance.
Huhu...
A strong gust of wind blew.
Mo Ya had just knocked away the Fantasy Sun and Moon Wheel, and Wu Qiuxun had already flown down in front of him. A pair of originally skinny palms seemed to be out of legend, and the Giant Spirit God's sky-lifting giant hands fell down. In an instant, what was in front of him was His vision was affected and turned into darkness.
These hands seemed to completely cover the entire sky.
Mo Ya suddenly felt his eyes go dark, and then a huge force suddenly came. He had just used all his strength to block the illusory sun and moon wheel. Under the violent impact of the force, he had no resistance at all.
There was a loud noise like a boulder exploding, and Mo Ya's whole body exploded completely, and the quickly broken flesh and blood flew around.
Mo Ya, die!
Wu Qiuxun raised his finger and tapped the injured abdomen twice. He quickly took out a bottle of medicine and applied it on the injured wound. It simply stopped the blood from flowing out. Then he got up and chased in the direction of Zheng Shiyi. .
In the current situation, he could no longer care about his injuries.
Just before he could get up, there was a burst of sound in the sky, and then a majestic figure appeared in front of him.
"Elder of Chuan Gong!"
Pan Meixin looked at the flying figure who looked old but had an unusually strong body, like an iron tower. Her face suddenly looked overjoyed. Elder Chuan Gong, there is no one as strong as her in the Sword Controlling Sect now!
Everyone thought that the three strongest people in the Sword Control Sect were her, the sect leader, and the great elder, but in fact, only the three of them knew that the strength of the Chuan Gong elder was no less than that of her and the great elder.
It's just that Elder Chuan Gong only pursues the highest level of Knife Control Sect's skills and rarely participates in the competition for external affairs, so he is often ignored. However, if they really have to fight, she has no confidence in defeating Elder Chuan Gong.
Now that Wu Qiuxun had been severely injured by her and Mo Ya, and faced with the elder Chuan Gong again, it was impossible for him to defeat the elder Chuan Gong.
As the elder Chuan Gong appeared, a sound broke through the air in the sky. A disciple of the Sword Control Sect flew up and stayed in the distance. He looked over and saw that the movement just now was too great. How could he be willing to fight like this? Can not attract everyone's attention.
But none of them dared to step forward. The current battle was beyond their ability to participate.
"Such a loud noise, it turns out that the Supreme Elder and the others are fighting Wu Qiuxun."
"Supreme Elder, she is injured!"
"Not to mention that the Supreme Elder was injured, a few corpses just fell down, and someone just identified them as Elder Guhuo, Elder Leng Jue, and even the corpse of Peak Master Mo Ya!"
"This Wu Qiuxun is so terrifying!"
"But Wu Qiuxun is also injured. Look at his abdomen. Although the wound medicine has been applied, there is still blood flowing out from the edge."
"Wu Qiuxun was repaying a favor by killing the people of our Sword Controlling Sect. If our Sword Controlling Sect hadn't taken them in, he and his disciple Zheng Shiyi would have died long ago. How could they still be alive now
Well now, he actually killed the elders of our Sword Controlling Sect, and his apprentices killed many of our brothers in the Holy Tomb. We, the Sword Controller Sect, should not have taken them in in the first place! "
"The people who killed us will never get out alive. He and his disciples will die today!"
"As long as the elder Chuan Gong is here, they are dead!"
Elder Chuan Gong looked at Wu Qiu Xun, his eyes were icy cold: "In my Sword Controlling Sect, whoever kills my Sword Controlling Sect, does that mean I have no one in my Sword Controlling Sect?"
When the elder Chuan Gong finished speaking, the sound waves were already surging in the direction of Wu Qiuxun.
The sound stirred, and in the distance, everyone in the Sword Master Sect suddenly felt that the space around them was shaking, and the rolling sound waves made their ears hurt.
After the noise, a large green sword with a green ring appeared in the hand of the elder Chuan Gong. He raised the sword with both hands and slashed it down in the direction of Wu Qiuxun from a distance.
In an instant, an extremely bright brilliance flew down, and in the air, waves of air came. From a distance, it seemed like a surging river, with waves of surging power sweeping over it.
Wu Qiuxun sucked his hands downward, and the illusory sun and moon wheel that had already flown out flew up from the ground and flew into his hands in the blink of an eye. He was like a wild giant, with the illusory sun and moon wheel in his hand facing forward. It chopped down and went away, as if it was about to open up the world.
With one slash, the surging energy seemed to break through the surging air waves like a horse breaking through the world.
One air wave was broken, and then the second air wave rushed in, and the third and fourth air waves came one after another. These air waves seemed to have no end, and they continued to surge in.
Waves of air wrapped him around him. Wu Qiuxun's whole person was like a small boat surrounded by sea water. It seemed that he would be destroyed at any time under this wave of air. But with the illusion of the sun in his hand, The moon wheel kept waving, but the air waves in front of me kept breaking.
Although the Chuan Gong elder's attacks continued one after another, they were unable to hurt Wu Qiuxun at all for a while.
The strength of the transfer technique has actually improved to this level!
Pan Meixin looked at the Chuan Gong elder who seemed to have suppressed Wu Qiuxun from a distance, with a look of surprise on his wrinkled face. Although Wu Qiuxun had severely injured himself before, and because he had successively killed Zhuhuo and Jue Leng and Mo Ya forced the spiritual energy to activate, and he himself was already injured internally.
But even so, Chuan Gong was able to suppress Wu Qiuxun for a short time, and his strength even surpassed his own.
He knew that Chuan Gong was strong, but he didn't expect that he would practice it to such an extent quietly.
"Elder Zheng Jun!"
Suddenly, Pan Meixin's eyes widened, and she looked at the figure that suddenly flew up from below and appeared behind Wu Qiuxun, with a ferocious smile on her face.
(End of chapter)