On the bluestone floor tiles illuminated by the light, a disciple of the Xuanyun Sect has a crooked mouth and slanted eyes. His mouth is open and two of his front teeth are missing. His right eye socket has turned purple.
He lay there like a dead dog, letting the two disciples call him to apply medicine.
No one reacted at all.
The disciple he brought was beaten like this. Taoist Master Yuan Ming's facial muscles twitched, he pointed at the injured disciple on the ground and asked, "What does this mean?"
At this time, a disciple outside the door hurriedly ran into the hall. When he saw the miserable people on the ground, he was shocked and raised his hands to the old sect master and said, "Let me tell you, sect master, this senior brother just had some misunderstandings with this disciple.
When Junior Sister Xiaoran came, he stopped her and refused to let her in. Junior Sister Xiaoran was young and ignorant, so she impulsively punched the opponent twice."
He raised his eyes and glanced at the man, "I didn't expect that this senior brother would end up like this without being beaten."
"Okay, great!"
Taoist Priest Yuan Ming said sullenly, "Jianbai, weren't you going to compete with Xiaoran just now? Now that she's here, you're just about to end up. Please ask her to teach you."
"I will obey my uncle's orders."
He Jianbai put one hand behind his back and made a gesture of invitation with the other, looking at Mo Xiaoran, "Junior sister, please move."
Mo Xiaoran blinked his big innocent eyes, grabbed the old sect master's sleeve with his little hands, and asked doubtfully, "Grandpa sect master, what's wrong?"
Taoist Priest Xuanqing glanced at He Jianbai with his wise eyes, and saw that he was calm and calm, his eyes were bright, his breath was contained and his spiritual power was pure.
Although he is only at the tenth level of Qi refining, his cultivation level is far beyond that of an ordinary monk at the eleventh level of Qi refining.
He is only nineteen years old, but he has already achieved such achievements. He is well-known among the younger generation in Qingzhou and has rich experience in martial arts.
The record is not as shocking as Bai Zhan, but it is still one of the top leaders in Qingzhou.
Compared with Mo Xiaoran, there is a big gap in his state of mind, strength, or experience.
The old sect leader felt sorry for the little girl for a moment and protected her behind him, "Fellow Taoist Yuanming, calm down, she is still a child."
"It's just a discussion, it won't hurt her."
Taoist Priest Yuan Ming comforted her, then glared, "Jianbai, be more careful when you attack later, don't hurt the girl."
"Jianbai takes the order."
He Jianbai bowed his hands respectfully.
He was conceited that there were not many people in Qingzhou who could compete with him. Except for the pervert Bai Zhan, any young man had no regard for him. But now he was sent to compete with such a little girl. This high disciple of Xuanyun Sect was also very worried.
Not the taste.
Everyone was very worried about Mo Xiaoran. Taoist priest Lian Yue found that Mo Jiuxuan was indifferent to the opponent's challenge from beginning to end.
She secretly tugged on his sleeve and signaled with her eyes.
Mo Jiuxuan seemed to suddenly come back to his senses, showing his white teeth when he smiled, "Xiao Ran, you can just spar with Jian Bai, it'll be okay."
Everyone was shocked and looked at Mo Jiuxuan with puzzled eyes.
Is that still your girl?
I have already responded. No matter how much the elders of the Wuji Sect felt sorry for Mo Xiaoran, there was nothing they could do.
Everyone moved to the fighting arena.
He Jianbai clasped his hands behind his back, his body shaped like a spear, standing proudly in the wind.
Against a ten-year-old kid, he couldn't figure out what he had to lose.
Not to mention the Nine Dou Emperor Body, it may have great potential, but it is still weak when it is not fully grown.
Taoist Priest Xuanqing held a few strands of his beard with his fingers and kept glancing at Mo Jiuxuan. He made up his mind that if the situation went even slightly wrong, he would immediately take action to save people.
After understanding the matter, Mo Jiuxuan was severely punished.
Regardless of Mo Jiuxuan's 12th level of foundation building, he can easily kill powerful enemies in Donghua Mountain.
In the eyes of Master Jin Dan, it is just a game of house among children.
Beating him is almost like beating a chicken.
"Junior Sister Xiao Ran, please!"
"Senior Brother Jianbai, please!"
Xiaoran is now more and more delicate, with picturesque features, and she has become a beautiful woman. Although she is young and green, no one denies that she will become a great beauty who will conquer the country in the future.
He Jianbai murmured in his heart, the little girl is so cute, it's better not to use weapons, lest she be hurt and everyone would look bad.
Just play with her and test her out.
While he was still thinking, a gust of fragrant wind suddenly hit the door in front of him. The air burst faintly, and He Jianbai's facial muscles deformed in the strong wind.
"I..."
Without spitting out a word, he had already used Xuanyun Sect's secret skill "Wandering Dragon Step", retreating violently, leaving a series of afterimages on the spot.
Mo Jiuxuan's pupils shrank, "He is indeed a famous genius of the Xuanyun Sect. Just by using these steps, he has a bit of everyone's style."
Here, Mo Xiaoran took advantage of one move and bullied him, using his strong body to punch and kick.
Although there was no direct hit, the color of Daoist Yuan Bai's face changed as the sound of crackling air burst.
As He Jianbai's energy circulated, his steps moved lightly, and his body moved like a slippery loach, swimming among Mo Xiaoran's stormy fists and feet.
This conceited young man was at a disadvantage once the war started.
In fact, he wanted to test the opponent's punches, strength and speed, as well as the purity of the spiritual power flowing through his body.
However, such a temptation left him unable to fight back for a while, so he could only avoid it with his steps and body skills.
Both of them are already top rising stars in Qingzhou. When they fight, one is red and the other is green, they are like two parallel lines chasing each other in the fighting field.
Mo Xiaoran felt a little annoyed. The opponent's movements were too fast, so fast that every punch she punched missed.
This feeling of suffocation is really too uncomfortable.
So, the little girl didn't care about the fight, she suddenly exerted her strength, her toes touched the ground, her body speed increased sharply, and she punched He Jianbai in the face.
At this time, the bluestone ground behind her suddenly shattered, and spider web-like cracks were spread out.
He Jianbai's face twisted for a while and gradually disappeared. At this time, everyone realized that Mo Xiaoran's fist only hit the afterimage.
"This kid Jianbai is pretty good!" Taoist priest Xuanqing nodded with satisfaction.
"Yes, so far, he has not fought back. He is a good boy." Taoist priest Lian Yue answered from the side.
"You see, he just relied on his exquisite body skills to dodge. Every time Xiao Ran exposed his weakness, he didn't take the opportunity to attack. It seems that he still let Xiao Ran."
Elder Xuanqingdao was very relieved. What he was most afraid of was that Mo Xiaoran would be injured. Now it seems that He Jianbai is really just a simple exchange of ideas as Yuen Long said.
Hearing the conversation between the two, Yuen Long's face darkened.
How could he not see that He Jianbai was unable to fight back under the pressure of the opponent's aura and force field? If he continued like this, he would only lose.
Although he wanted to test Mo Xiaoran's potential, he also didn't want his disciple to lose embarrassingly.
It's best to have a calm and calm situation, where you can deal with Mo Xiaoran for a while, then strike with great enthusiasm, and you're done.
Unfortunately, God did not follow people's wishes, and He Jianbai's situation became increasingly bad, and he greatly lost the dignity of the Xuanyun Sect.
At this time, He Jianbai had stopped looking down on her. The little girl in front of her was waving her fists like a crazy girl. No matter how you looked at it, she looked like a sweet-looking ferocious beast.
He narrowed his eyes slightly and formed a simple mark with his hands as his body flashed. Then the aura of the tenth level of Qi Refining exploded, forming a viscous field in front of him. Mo Xiaoran's steps only hesitated slightly, and He Jianbai
He took the opportunity to withdraw twenty feet and stood on the same spot, a sharp aura spreading out from his body.
A jingle bell rang around his waist, and the sharp white light circled around his figure like a swimming fish, stopped on his shoulder for half a second, buzzed, and drew a white electric light in the air, piercing Mo Xiao
stained forehead.
"Wocao, this young man has no martial ethics."
The sword light that Taoist Priest Xuanqing saw was as sharp as lightning. He was afraid that Mo Xiaoran would not be able to dodge it, so he wanted to slap He Jianbai to death.
Once and for all.
However, Taoist Priest Yuan Bai grabbed his wrist and asked, "What do you want to do?"
The old Taoist elder blushed, knowing that he was too worried and lost his sense of proportion for a moment.
Withdrawing his hand, he remained silent and stared at the two fighting men below.
As Mo Xiaoran ran forward, the moment the white light appeared, the pores on his body suddenly shrank, goosebumps fell all over the floor, and the pigtails on the back of his head stood up.
In the critical danger of her life, she stretched out her hand to the side, and a spear appeared from the void. She swung it forward, and with a "dang" sound, the white light collided with the spear head.
Then, like a small fish swimming in the water, it hit the rocks and flew out dizzy.
He Jianbai remained calm and used his mind to control the flying sword to make a large circle in the air and shoot towards her back.
This sword seemed to have its own spirituality. It shuttled through the air, circling around Mo Xiaoran in circles one after another. From time to time, it would suddenly strike with a sword, which was very sharp.
Mo Xiaoran stood on the spot, his eyes following the trajectory of the flying swords, and with the slanted gun in his hand, he jingled away the flying swords that kept coming one by one.
The little girl was as steady as a mountain. She could not stop changing her steps as the flying sword changed at her feet. With a gun in her hand, she let the flying sword turn into a rain of swords all over the sky, but it was completely covered and no water was exposed.
She has also experienced several battles, but the opponent is too weak and can be knocked away with one punch, or he can be beaten with physical strength like a red-blooded violent bear. Either you die or I die.
Have you ever been forced so hard that you can't get in, and you have nowhere to vent your strength, so you can only fight with a sword from a distance.
The flying sword he saw was getting faster and faster, but He Jianbai became more and more frightened as he fought.
With his attainments, he has never been in such a difficult battle against others as he is today. The flying sword was originally a magic weapon given by his master. It has the same mind and heart as him, and he can use it as easily as his arm.
Often a person can beheaded without warning.
But it just didn't work out today.
Although this little girl is young, she has great strength, which is extremely inconsistent with her thin figure.
Don't you know that Mo Xiaoran eats the body tempering pills refined by her father as jelly beans every day, supplemented by various body tempering elixirs, and her body is not much inferior to some monsters known for their tyrannical bodies, and the spear is in her hand
It can be used as a gun or a hammer.
The flying sword appears and disappears, and its trajectory is difficult to figure out. The little girl remains unchanged in response to all changes. She can defeat ten times with one force. She only needs to swing away the flying sword the moment it strikes.
He Jianbai thought in his mind that this little girl had sharp reflexes and good marksmanship, so it might be difficult for her to win with dexterity.
So, he raised his arms and shouted, "Sword!"
The flying sword that was surrounding Mo Xiaoran suddenly turned around and returned to He Jianbai's hand at the moment when his master shouted.
At the moment, He Jianbai didn't care about giving in or not, or whether he was still a child. He only activated the spiritual power of his skills, waved his arm forward and swept forward, and a sword energy poured out from the sword body.
Wherever it passed, the hard bluestone collapsed and spattered under the sword energy, and the rocks were shot into the air.
"This kid actually tried his best?"
Taoist Priest Yuan Ming was horrified. He recalled that twenty years ago, the sect leader came to Wuji Sect to question him about Taoist Priest Mu's disciples, and Taoist Priest Xuanqing tried to suppress him even though he risked the lives of the entire sect.
Nowadays, Mo Xiaoran's talent is even higher than that of his father Mo Jiuxuan. If He Jianbai hurts her, I wonder what this bad old man will do to him?
"Xiaoran, be careful!"
All the Wuji Sect monks noticed that He Jianbai had used all the strength of the eleventh level of Qi refining, and the vertical and horizontal sword energy rushed forward, cutting through thorns and thorns, and rushed straight to the little girl's face.