super ambiguous

The grass clippings flew, and the ground was plowed, making a rustling sound.

Mr. Mo looked at the sword intent that was shooting straight towards him indifferently, and didn't make a move, but waited until the sword intent reached him before stepping out. That terrifying sword intent, unexpectedly As if being stepped on by him, there seemed to be a ripple in the air, and the green grass around Mr. Mo was instantly cut to be level with the ground.

Other than that, there was no other sound.

"Yes, under all my aura, you can still send out a sword intent at me. Although you only have [-]% of the sword intent, you are proud enough. It is a pity that you have abandoned all your cultivation for this blow. It is worth it!" ?"

Mr. Mo shook his head, sighed slightly, and then pointed, the Sword Saint Liu was hit so hard that he flew into the air, the rope tied with the braid was also broken, and the white hair fluttered in the air. The sword light had dissipated, and the only thing that stood out was the stream of blood spurting from his mouth when he flew upside down.

Snapped!

Liu Jiansheng fell heavily on the grassland, and the green grass behind him was pressed down by him as soon as he straightened up.

Mr. Mo walked towards Liu Jiansheng step by step. Yang Xie thought about it, and trotted over. Along the way, a huge crack went along the straight line distance between the two of them just now, and there were countless small cracks around. Without even making a real move, to cause such terrible damage, if the martial arts were fully used, it would be no problem to overwhelm mountains and seas, right?

When Mr. Mo arrived in front of Sword Saint Liu, Yang Xie followed closely behind. The hale and hearty old man half-raised his body at this moment, as if he had aged several decades in an instant. The grass was dyed red.

Liu Jiansheng didn't speak, just looked straight at Mr. Mo, Mr. Mo said lightly: "I have already promised you that I will not do anything to your descendants. As long as they don't mess with me, I will naturally not go after you." They're troublesome."

When Liu Jiansheng heard the words, a smile appeared on his dead wood face, and then his body lost its support, and he fell directly on the grass, blood quickly overflowed, but he died directly.

With his hands behind his back, Mr. Mo looked at the sky lightly, as if he was explaining the battle to Yang Xie just now, and said: "Sword Saint Liu was suppressed by my breath, and he would be defeated if he could not swing a sword." I don't think he would rather destroy his own heart and spit out his heart sword in the end, but it is useless."

Yang Xie: "..."

Mr. Mo pointed at the Sword Saint Liu, and countless tiny black skulls overflowed from his fingers, scrambling to absorb all the blood of the Sword Saint Liu. Then, when Mr. Mo stepped on the ground, the ground ten meters away was instantly pushed away by a streak of demonic energy. There was a gap, and then Mr. Mo said lightly: "Burn it..."

Burned?

Yang Xie looked at the green grass Yiyi, and countless black lines fell on his face. Well, who made himself a coolie? Whatever he said, Yang Xie took gasoline from the space ring and poured it on Then, a fire was thrown into the body of the Liu Family Sword Saint, and the flames immediately blazed up. Not long after, the second master-level expert in the Hidden Sect was reduced to ashes.

Mr. Mo watched quietly from the side without saying a word. He couldn't tell whether it was sad or sad. Yang Xie thought about it, and said weakly: "Old Mo, what are you going to do next? I'm afraid your blood sword will also be a little sad." Can't make it work?"

A master like Mr. Mo always makes extra promises. In this way, Mr. Mo will not be able to get the blood of the rest of the Liu family, so what kind of blood sword is forged? Some cold.

As soon as this thought flashed through, Yang Xie felt a cold snort in the depths of his soul, but Yang Xie ignored him. He dared to do it, but he didn't dare to let others say it?

"It doesn't matter if you don't practice. Anyway, in this world, there is no one worthy of my sword."

Mr. Mo's face was gloomy, and the look of Dugu begging for defeat made Yang Xie feel too pretentious, too arrogant, and too hateful. Nima, this kind of line is clearly only for protagonists like labor and capital to say?

"Since my yellow-level strength, I have always easily provoked masters who are stronger than me. Just like when I was at the Tian-level, I provoked the innate Liu family. Now that I have innate strength, I can't tell. You can provoke warriors at the master level!" Yang Xie said while watching Mr. Mo's reaction.

"Oh. The Yang family is always like this. They are enemies of the world. What do you want to say?" Mr. Mo looked at Yang Xie, and there seemed to be a little smile in his eyes.

"I want to say, um... how about..." Yang Xie hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "Why don't you follow me out of the hidden door to play, I think, within a year you should be able to meet the grandmaster level Has the strong man practiced for you?"

Yang Xie pondered, in a year's time, he might be promoted to the level of a grandmaster. If it really doesn't work, he would just make gestures with Mr. Mo, and it wouldn't count as fooling him!

If the final boss of Water Blue Star can be fooled into being a subordinate, it will be more comfortable than fighting to the death in the end, right?

The smile in Mr. Mo's eyes was even bigger, but his expression was still indifferent, and finally he said seriously: "This suggestion is okay, how about it, I will give you a one-year deadline, and if you don't meet a master-level opponent, I will kill you!" about you."

"what……"

Yang Xie immediately put on a bitter face, I'm sorry, is this the rhythm of labor and capital being kicked in the head by a donkey? Mr. Mo is obviously unreasonable. He wants to include him in the kingdom of shadows. Don't even think about it, if this really came out of the hidden door, wouldn't Yu Tou kill himself?

Yang Xie felt that if Yu Zhihong wanted to kill him, there would definitely be a lot of reasons, and he executed him with a cannon every minute, and he would have to make things happen by himself.

"Okay, let's make such a happy decision!"

Mr. Mo clapped his hands, put his hands behind his back, and walked towards the direction of Demon City. Behind him, the fire on the grassland slowly dimmed and then went out.

……

Among the Liu family.

Liu Yunfeng and the younger generation of the Liu family cried together. From then on, the Liu family no longer has a sword master, the number one master of the Liu family, only Liu Yunfeng is left. The strength of the Liu family has suffered a huge blow, let alone control the alien cultivation alliance to annex The Yang family is gone, and the current Liu family may not even be able to compare with the Alien Cultivation Alliance in overall strength. The master is weak and the servant is strong, which is enough for him to have a headache.

"Uncle, at whose hands did the ancestor die?" A junior from the Liu family cried and asked, "I will work hard to learn martial arts and avenge my ancestor in the future!"

Liu Yunfeng shook his head and said: "Don't take revenge, the ancestor lost to fate..."

If Mr. Mo hadn't been alive, a talented person like our ancestor would have stood at the pinnacle of this era. I hate being born at the wrong time!

"From now on, no one can speak of revenge for the ancestors, have you heard that?" Liu Yunfeng looked serious, and looked at the dozen or so bloodlines of the Liu family with sharp eyes. This is the last strength of the Liu family. If he died on the road of revenge, then he really felt ashamed of his ancestors!

"heard it……"

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