While he was addicted, the other party took action without warning. The little girl's mind was blank and she subconsciously summoned a spear to fight back.

When the tip of the sword collides with the spear tip, the tip of the sword is like a toy, shattering inch by the sharp spear.

The monk could not imagine it. He let go of his hands in horror and tried his best to retreat, but his body was already trapped in the range of the gun.

With a scream, the monk who attacked Mo Xiaoran flew backwards, hit a big tree and fell straight down.

The other three were already lying in the soil, and a circle of rash men were making disdainful hums.

"With this level, you dare to learn from others unreasonable?"

Chen Sang gently tapped his toes on a man's waist, and the man suddenly trembled violently, and his hair buried in the soil made a painful "whimper" sound.

"Xiao Chen, what a good method! This kick will be useless."

Wu Qingxu clapped his hands, and as a man, he felt very sympathetic to the other party.

The man pulled his head out of the soil, with blood on the corner of his mouth. Although he lost a waist, his expression was very unruly.

"Do you know who I am? Do you know who you are messing with? You will definitely regret it!"

Chen Sang was stunned and asked, "Who gave you the confidence that makes you so arrogant?"

"I am a disciple of the Cangyu Sword Sect." The monk's face was covered in mud, and he showed a sneer, and he looked very funny.

Wu Qingxu and Mo Jiuxuan looked at each other, and it was troublesome!

Cangyu Sword Sect is a second-rate sect in Qingzhou, and the other second-rate sect is the Water Realm Sect.

This is already the highest sect in Qingzhou, with several old Nascent Soul monsters standing in charge.

No wonder these disciples were so arrogant and domineering. They drew their swords to face each other when they were disagreeable, and they seemed to be leaning against a mountain.

Mo Jiuxuan frowned and pondered.

The disciple of Cangyu Sword Sect sneered. He was very sure that the other party was afraid, the other party was afraid!

Yes, Cangyu Sword Sect represents the Supreme Sect in Qingzhou's cultivation world. How could the other party not be afraid?

"Is it buried?" Mo Jiuxuan stared at Wu Qingxu quietly.

"This...it's a little deeper!" Wu Qingxu replied thinking.

"The soul must be completely destroyed!" Mo Jiuxuan added.

"It is not suitable to bury it... After all, we cannot imagine the powerful methods of the Nascent Soul."

After Wu Qingxu finished speaking, his eyes met with Mo Jiuxuan, and then the two looked at the red blood bear who was rubbing his back under a big tree.

They understand each other and smile.

“So great!”

"It's a wonderful method, without the knowledge of the gods."

The young man looked at the two monks above his head changing expressions, his eyes flashed, and there was an inexplicable smile on his lips. He felt a cold air coming from his head, and cold sweat soaked his underwear.

No, after I revealed the name of the sect, shouldn’t you beg for fear and kneel down and beg for mercy?

What does this mean to destroy the corpse and traces?

The conflict between us is not that intense, right?

"Hey, I said, two seniors, I think there may be a big misunderstanding between us."

After a while, four disciples of the Cangyu Sword Sect knelt on the ground in a regular manner, holding their knees with their hands, and sat in a row to reply.

"The Nine Colored Bird is a spiritual creature in the world, knows human affairs and can speak out people's words. We originally wanted to seize it and control it, so that it can return to the sect to report the news.

But Jiucai Bird only recognizes one master for life. In order to compete for the identity of Jiucai Bird's master, we decided the winner in a battle manner, and the winner won Jiucai Bird.

But I knew that the Jiucai Bird of Sect took the opportunity to escape and met you when he chased me."

Mo Jiuxuan looked at Wang Fengxiang, and the eldest master of the beast control family explained, "The Jiucai Bird is covered with nine-color feathers. As long as he is tamed, he will also send messages to his master thousands of miles away. There will be dozens of them in our family.

If Brother Mo likes it, it’s okay to go back and give you a few.”

Mo Jiuxuan had heard of the information about Jiucai Bird. He neither attacked nor had any magical powers. His characteristic was that he could speak human language and flew extremely fast.

It's useless, it seems.

During the discussion, I saw two disciples of the Sword Sect who had just left coming to the sword. When I saw the four junior brothers kneeling on the ground pitifully, my heart was infuriated for a moment.

"Who are you? How dare you humiliate the subordinates of Cangyu Sword Sect so much?"

After Wu Qingxu learned of the other party's identity, he made up his mind that it would be better to have less than anything else, so he took out the token of the Lord of Muhua City Mansion.

"Everyone, we are from the City Lord's Mansion. We came here because we investigated a case and had no intention of offending your sect. We took action just now, out of helplessness. I hope you all forgive me."

The disciple who asked the question glanced at the kneeling junior brother. Seeing that they looked loud and looked very ashamed, he had already predicted that several people were looking down on the master's sect.

Now I've been taught a lesson by others.

After saying a few polite words on both sides, the senior brother led his junior brother away.

"Master, just let them go?"

Chen Sang stood beside his master with a gloomy expression, looked at the few people leaving Yukong and asked, "Dare you dare to hit the master and attack the junior sister, why not treat them here?"

"Enemy should be resolved rather than formed. Chen Sang, when he was young, he suffered too many killing karma, which caused a lot of trouble to the master. If it weren't for the sect leader's support, I might have died long ago.

Cangyu Sword Sect is a holy land of Qingzhou monks, and making grudges with them is not a wise move. What we need to do now is to work hard to practice and lead the sect to the third level to fulfill the wish of the old sect leader.”

"Yes, Master, it's the disciple who is reckless."

The group immediately set off, and the monks who encountered fighting on the way avoided it early, trying not to stop and rushed to Donghua Mountain.

After walking for another three days, the sun gradually set, the weather was cool, and we had arrived at the foot of Donghua Mountain.

This mountain stretches for hundreds of miles, with steep mountains, green cypresses and pine trees grow among the bluestones, the roads are narrow, and the black air and evil spirits soar into the sky.

"It's not a pity that it's Donghua Mountain. I don't know how many creatures have died just because of this resentment."

Wu Qingxu shook his head when he looked at the rising breath in the sky.

This is the killing field between the demon clan and the human clan, and there are dangers everywhere. After many geniuses come here to experience it, they are unable to leave.

Under the pine trees and beside the rocks, I don’t know how many monks and demons died.

Mo Jiuxuan whispered to several disciples to be careful all the way and not get into trouble.

Chen Sangbu Xinghuo Mo Xiaoran agreed one by one, and was filled with awe of this Shura field.

At night, Mo Xiaoran couldn't sleep and came to a valley to practice shooting skills.

At this time, she had already comprehended the fourth level of marksmanship. With the realm of the fifth level of Qi refining and the terrifying spiritual power far beyond ordinary cultivators, she could already compete with ordinary cultivators at the eleventh level of Qi refining.

The sky is dark and the woods are full of shadows under the dark night, as if monsters are spying on it.

The spear dances faster and faster, and flashes of flashes of lights in the darkness, sometimes in the east and sometimes in the west, ever-changing. The whistling gun wind blows the fallen leaves and dust on the ground, forming a stir around the little girl.

ripple.

“Boarding and Bowl…”

A low and strange laughter suddenly came from his ears.

This sound was so abrupt that the steaming Mo Xiaoran cooled his back and his scalp became numb.

She held the gun and looked in the direction of the sound. She saw a black shadow hanging on the rock wall above, and some small pieces of stone fell from the sound of steel rubbing against the surface of the stone layer. It was rustling and unexpectedly

Sharp and thrilling.

Demon Clan?

Not a ghost ~

This thought subconsciously flashed through my mind, and the little girl's fear turned into...excitement in a blink of an eye.

She had never seen the demon clan before and her excited arms trembled and held the spear tightly. In the tense atmosphere of the upcoming sudden attack, she felt that her five senses were very sensitive.

The black shadow above seemed to think that the villain was scared and motionless, it began to swim towards humans.

First, the narrow vertical pupils of the orange-red eyes appeared, and then a bifurcated long tongue spitting out a foot-long red letter appeared from the darkness.

"Hiss~ The fat human cub... I'm so happy."

After saying this, the atmosphere suddenly became stiff.

The human girl who should have been scathed with her head down and prepared for a sting. Her voice was low and ferocious, which made the snake, which was thicker than a bucket, feel a little scared from the bottom of her heart.

"Female? I have a slender figure and delicate skin...Little girl~"                                                                                                                     �

It cracked and sank, and the angry face quickly approached the snake's head.

A sensation of a cold spear head piercing through the neck came, and the unprepared snake found that the figure was missing, and the stars were vaguely visible to the eyes. Then, it lost control of its body and fell from the sky.

The weak-looking human child stepped on its head and looked down at it, his eyes cold and ruthless.

"Ugly, who do you think is fat?"

In the consciousness that was about to pass away, the snake monster secretly warned himself that in the next life, when you meet a human woman, no matter how tall, fat, thin, old and young, you will all say... You are so thin.

Mo Xiaoran lowered her head and stared at the corpse of the snake under her feet. She suddenly came to her senses and found that there was a mixed force in the spiritual sea.
To be continued...