The seventh chapter six hundred and seventy-third chapter Qingwu draws the sword
Mo Lei'er was already proficient in assassination skills. After three days, she stayed with Dong Wushang. As her skills improved, the pressure became more and more intense.
On the one hand, Mo Lei'er was proud of having such a husband whose martial arts qualifications were so demonic, but on the other hand, she was also under a lot of pressure: she was always worried that her training speed could not keep up with Dong Wushang's.
When a couple travels in the world, if either party's cultivation is weak, there will always be a feeling of "he is a drag", especially when encountering a strong enemy, this feeling is particularly strong.
Because one party is weak, it will inevitably cause the other party to care about one thing and not the other, and care will lead to chaos.
As a descendant of the Black Devil, Mo Lei'er naturally understands clearly how harmful it is to the world if one of the husband and wife is weak.
So during this period of time, not only Dong Wushang was working hard, but Mo Leier was also practicing hard.
As one of the twelve influential figures in the last three days, Mo Lei'er's qualifications are not as good as those of a natural monster like Dong Wushang, but she is definitely one of the best.
The training during this period of time has made her assassination skills close to perfection!
Now, at the moment when Dong Wushang made a great move with his sword, Mo Leier's ghostly and erratic figure appeared behind a third-grade supreme master, slashing horizontally with his sword, killing the man who had just escaped Dong Wushang's sword and was staggering back in his heart.
But the Supreme Being who was shouting for luck cut off his head with a sword!
Then her figure flashed past lightly, without even a drop of blood sticking to her body.
In the other hand, countless blue lights flashed, and hundreds of poisonous hidden weapons shot out like locusts. In an instant, the second-grade Supreme who had just fallen back suddenly covered his face and screamed, and traces of black blood came from him.
Two eyes were filled with water splashing!
But both eyes were hit by all the tricks!
He became blind in an instant.
This man was yelling wildly and frantically displaying his lifelong cultivation skills in the field, but he was faced with nothing.
"I'm blind! I can't see... I can't see!!"
Xiao Wufeng took a deep, deep breath.
Dong Wushang killed Xiao Changyun with his first sword, and Xiao Wufeng had no time to react; or in other words, he wouldn't take action even if he reacted: after all, it was a one-on-one fair fight.
Moreover, Xiao Changyun's cultivation level was much higher than that of Dong Wushang. Under such circumstances, he was killed by Dong Wushang with one strike.
All I can say is that he is useless!
Xiao Wufeng had no intention of rescuing him.
And the next moment, when Dong Wushang's sword shot out criss-crossing supreme sword energy, Xiao Wufeng was truly shocked!
"Supreme in the Sword!" At that moment, although these four words were not spoken, his wide-open mouth roared out these four words silently.
Immediately, the rabbit rose and the falcon fell; before there was time to react, six of the eight supreme beings died unexpectedly, one was blinded, and the only third-grade supreme being left was knocked seven feet away by Dong Wushang's sword and saw what was happening in front of him.
Everything, two eyes almost popped out of their sockets!
Of the mighty lineup of fourteen people, nine people were gone in an instant!
There are only two fourth-grade supremes left, and one is a third-grade supreme. One is a fifth-grade supreme, and one is a sixth-grade supreme!
And the other party only paid the price of Rui Butong!
A cloud of smoke exploded in the field, and Mo Leier's figure disappeared again in this cloud of smoke. He disappeared without a trace.
Xiao Wufeng looked at the field with deep eyes and stopped another fifth-grade supreme being about to take action: "Wait a minute."
The fifth-grade supreme person frowned and said, "Fourth brother, what's wrong?"
Xiao Wufeng snorted and said: "Wu Ting, we don't know the opponent's strength except the Sword Supreme. But the others are clear... Even so, should we have suffered such a big loss?"
"It shouldn't be!" Xiao Wuting took a deep breath: "But, it really happened."
"All the credit goes to that person, Rui Butong!" Xiao Wufeng looked at Rui Butong who was lying on the ground like a ball of mud: "But, if it were any one of us, he would be like this when the war started.
Are you prepared for such a plot, such a...contempt to die?"
Xiao Wuting's eyes showed respect: "No!"
"But he can! And he did it without any hesitation; without caring about his own life, he used his life as a tool in exchange for victory!"
Xiao Wufeng exclaimed in his eyes: "So, they were able to achieve this unimaginable result! And they saved the most powerful person in the team... what a hero!"
Xiao Wuting was silent.
Indeed, when the war started, no matter what aspect of his performance, Rui Butong did not look like the kind of person who had no love in life! This man had an extraordinary love for life!
He laughs and curses against powerful enemies, and goes to death calmly without any pressure!
How detached this is.
Xiao Wuting admits that although he is a fifth-grade supreme, he can never do this: even if he is already in a desperate situation, he still has to struggle for himself. How can he take the initiative to sacrifice himself before he reaches a desperate situation?
"I'm not as good as me!" Xiao Wuting said silently.
"This man deserves our respect! When the battle is over, we would rather have one of our own dead in the wilderness than give Rui Butong a good burial!" Xiao Wufeng's voice was full of sighs: "Our people died of carelessness, but others died of carelessness.
Righteousness! The difference is... a huge difference!"
"The death of one of my own makes me ashamed! But the death of my enemy makes me respect you!"
Xiao Wufeng's words were very serious.
But Xiao Wuting didn't have any words to refute: It is indeed the case, what is there to say?
The level of strength is clear at a glance.
But whether the team is united or not is even more obvious!
Terrible opponent!
Just then...
"Ah, what's going on..." A shrill scream came, and the second-grade supreme person in the field suddenly began to pick his own eyes crazily and screamed: "Kill me... itchy! Itchy!
Dead..." The poison on Mo Leier's hidden weapon has already taken effect!
Xiao Wufeng and Xiao Wuting looked at it, and their expressions changed.
I saw that the bones on the outside of this man's eyes had rotted and exposed! Mo Lei'er's poison was so violent that it had reached this level!
Xiao Wufeng let out a long sigh, took a step forward, and the sword light flashed.
The second-grade supreme master of the Xiao family shouted, and then stood motionless in a daze. A wisp of blood spurted out from his heart. The blood fell to the ground and turned into a blue color.
"Go." Xiao Wufeng sighed and clapped his hand.
The body of the second-grade supreme master of the Xiao family suddenly sank into the ground. The ground seemed to be a bottomless swamp, swallowing his body instantly.
Buried underground.
This kind of poison cannot be cured. Moreover, this kind of bones cannot be brought back to the family to avoid unpredictable disasters.
Then he raised his head and faced Dong Wushang, his face became serious and heavy: "Awesome! Second Master Dong, I really admire you very much!"
Blood from the shock overflowed from Dong Wu's wound. He coughed and spit it out. The blood shot out like an arrow. It actually made a deep hole in the ground.
Said: "You admire it, so what? You don't admire it, so what?"
Xiao Wufeng said solemnly: "I don't have such a brother. I envy you, but it's a pity that your brother is already dead!"
Dong Wushang's eyes drooped, he looked at Rui Butong not far away, and said: "My brother, I am proud! I own both life and death!"
Xiao Wufeng shouted: "Okay! What a person who has both life and death!"
At this moment, a stunning red light suddenly flashed, followed by a scream...
Xiao Wufeng and Dong Wushang turned around to look. For a moment, they were both stunned at the same time!
Nothing could be stranger than what is happening before you!
The four eyeballs of our enemy and our enemy almost fell to the ground.
In the shadow, there was a soft cry and a burst of smoke. Apparently, Mo Lei'er, who had hidden his figure, couldn't help being shocked. But now, no one cares about Mo Lei'er...
Everyone looked at the place where the red light was shining! They were dumbfounded.
I saw Mo Qingwu over there, dressed in red like fire, with a knife in his hand, surrounded by clouds and mist, as if in a dream.
In front of her, a fourth-grade Supreme Master lay in a pool of blood with his head missing.
Another fourth-grade Supreme stared at Mo Qingwu, his hands trembling like chicken claws, as if he had seen a ghost, dumbfounded!
It turned out that just when the battle was getting fierce, the two fourth-grade supremes had already bypassed the battle circle and came to Mo Qingwu's side.
Mo Qingwu was standing calmly holding a sheathed sword.
The Supreme Master smiled and said: "Miss Mo, you are a sixth-grade Saint-level practitioner. To be able to achieve such achievements at such a young age is already unique in this Nine Heavens! I greatly admire Mr. Ning's skill in training his disciples.
...However, in front of me, does Miss Mo still have to work harder?"
Mo Qingwu said calmly: "You and I are enemies. When enemies meet, even the ninth-grade supreme will have to fight hard. What's more, you are only a mere fourth-grade?"
The Supreme Lord laughed and said: "Miss Mo is really loud! See, Miss Mo not only got the true inheritance of Ning Zhizun's cultivation, but also the true inheritance of Ning Zhizun's arrogance."
Mo Qingwu asked coldly: "What true inheritance have I obtained, and what does it have to do with you? Or do you think you can keep pace with my master? Are you already qualified to comment on my master's disciples??"
The fourth-grade Supreme Being was immediately speechless, and his face turned as red as a purple eggplant.
Yes, Ning Tianya's apprentice, no matter what he is, even if he is a natural waste, he is not something that a fourth-grade supreme master can comment on!
As Mo Qingwu said: Who are you?
But the Supreme Lord really didn't expect that the little girl Mo Qingwu would be so sharp and merciless.
Angry and embarrassed, he said angrily: "Young lady, you have a sharp tongue. Let's see how I deal with you when you go back this time!" He opened his big hand and grabbed it with a big thorn.
In his opinion, if he were to catch him, Mo Qingwu only had a sixth-grade saint cultivation level. Even if he was a first-grade supreme master, he would be able to catch her!
I am two thousand or three thousand years old, and if I can't take down a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl...it is God's fault!
But just as he reached out to grab it, he saw the little girl reaching out and grabbing the handle of the toy-like knife!
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