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Chapter 1054
This blood-red sword shadow full of spirituality made a loud noise with a "puff", and was split from it, turning into two waves of blood, sweeping towards the left and right sides.

The moment it swept out, there was a sharp howl of swords, as if a devil was crying, it was extremely ear-piercing, and made Xiao Ran feel pain in his eardrums, making him extremely uncomfortable.

However, he had firm willpower and held his mind, so he was not greatly affected.

Then, he stared at the terrified Oolong, let out a loud laugh, and charged forward, the Chiyan Sword swept out, and then slashed straight down.

A cross sword energy blasted out, setting off a thunder and fire sword pattern, like a thunder net, enveloping it with a crackling sound.

"Oh!"

The terrified Oolong clenched his teeth and swung the blood-slashing sword to resist, but it was still useless, and was slammed into the air.

He only felt a sweetness in his throat, spewed out a mouthful of blood, screamed, flew backwards, fell outside the valley, smashed a huge crater about ten feet in size, immediately splashed mud, and scattered rocks.

A spray of blood flew from his body, and then fell like a rain of blood, staining him who fell into the huge pit with blood, his face was covered in blood, and he looked horrible.

"Ah...ah." Oolong screamed in pain, there was no pride and arrogance in his eyes, only panic and fear.

Because at this moment Xiao Ran, in his eyes, is more terrifying than the devil.

He stared at Xiao Ran with his bright red eyes, and looked at Xiao Ran in horror. He immediately raised his blood-stained face and roared hoarsely:
"Brother Mo Di, hurry up and save me!"

As soon as he finished roaring, he spat out a mouthful of thick devil blood.

This demonic blood seemed to have spirituality, like a ghost, rushing into the tumbling sky above with demonic energy, the speed was so fast that Xiao Ran wanted to stop it, but it was too late.

Xiao Ran frowned slightly, then looked at Oolong who was trembling, with a sneer on his face, and said, "If I want to kill you, no one will be able to save you."

Today's Oolong has lost his fighting strength, even if he sends out a distress signal, it will be too late for that Mo Di to rush to rescue him.

"No, I don't want to die, don't kill me."

Hearing this, Wu Long felt as if he had seen a guillotine. He trembled with fright, his face was ashen, and he shouted in horror, "As long as you don't kill me, I'll do whatever you want."

But Xiao Ran's expression didn't change when he heard the words, the killing intent in his eyes remained the same, and he shouted coldly: "Death!"

"Chong!"

The Scarlet Flame Sword suspended in front of him made a clang, and pierced towards the center of his eyebrows like a thunderbolt.

"噗嗤" sound;
Oolong staring at his eyes, felt a chill between his brows, and then saw a stream of bright red blood, left from between his brows, and flashed across his eyes.

The cold feeling made him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave, his face turned pale with fright, his whole body trembled, his lips trembled, and he felt more and more powerless.

He stared at Xiao Ran with blood-red eyeballs, his throat gurgled a few times, and he wanted to say something, but his throat was flooded by a stream of cool blood, which turned into a bloody arrow and spewed out.

"Oh!"

The next moment, his slightly raised head fell powerlessly to the ground, and his two bloody eyes were round and round, but slowly lost their brilliance and vitality.

Such an ancient demon swordsman died under Xiao Ran's sword.

His strength is very strong, hardly weaker than Mo Jia, and stronger than the attack power of Zhao Nanshan and Sun Pingyong.

Unfortunately, he met Xiao Ran, otherwise he might not have died.

Because Xiao Ran's swordsmanship is stronger than his swordsmanship, and Lei Huang's sword art is stronger than his blood-slashing swordsmanship and artistic conception killing sword spirit.

If Xiao Ran used the Lei Huang Sword, the power of the Lei Huang Sword Art would probably be even stronger.

However, Xiao Ran felt that there was no need to use the Lei Huang Sword.

Because the Leihuang Sword is a low-grade heaven-reaching spiritual treasure, it consumes the power of heaven and earth extremely.

With Xiao Ran's current half-step Heavenly Human Realm cultivation base, it is impossible to sustain the use of the Leihuang Sword for a long time.

The last time he fought Mojia, he didn't use the Leihuang Sword.

The reason is that he used the blood bone spiritual energy technique, which greatly consumed the power of heaven and earth, and using the Leihuang sword didn't have much effect, so it's better not to use it.

"Shh!"

Thinking of this, Xiao Ran didn't hesitate to move his hands, put away Wulong's blood-slashing sword, and the blood-red storage ring in his hand.

This guy is a genius of the Ancient Demon Clan, so he should have a lot of money.

How could Xiao Ran let go of such an opportunity to make a fortune?
Then, Xiao Ran fired another purple pill fire to burn Oolong's body.

But at this moment, an icy stern voice suddenly came from the inner area of ​​Tianyin Forest: "Bold ants of the human race, how dare you kill Oolong?"

"No, the reinforcement Mo Di invited by Oolong is here."

Hearing this stern voice, Xiao Ran's face changed slightly.

Because from this stern voice, he felt that the other party's cultivation base was impressively strong in the second realm of heaven and man who had survived the calamity of blood and energy.

The strength of the opponent is stronger than Mo Jia, stronger than Sun Pingyong and Zhao Nanshan who are also in the second realm of heaven and man.

Because the other party is in the prime of life, with strong energy and blood, and profound background, unlike Sun Pingyong and the other two, they have exhausted their potential and their martial arts are going downhill.

With such a powerful opponent, Xiao Ran is no match.

So without any hesitation, after burning Oolong's body, he stepped on the Big Dipper and flew out of the frog-shaped valley.

But he didn't expect that at the moment he flew over the frog-shaped valley, Mo Di who rushed over seemed to have understood his intentions, and suddenly shot seven or forty-nine black finger lights.

This is an extremely profound fingering technique, which has been cultivated to the peak by Mo Di. It is powerful and as sharp as a spear.

Not to mention the half-step Heavenly Human Realm powerhouse, even the first Heavenly Human Realm powerhouse encounters, there is only one dead end.

Qiqi 49 black finger lights, each of which is like a crossbow bolt, comes at a fast speed, crackling the devilish energy boiling in the sky.

A terrifying piercing force and tearing force hit Xiao Ran's heart, as if he was about to be pierced by thousands of arrows and die.

He instinctively wanted to dodge, but the attack range of Qiqi's 49 black fingers was extremely wide, almost covering a radius of tens of miles, leaving him nowhere to hide.

In desperation, Xiao Ran could only fight back.

He shouted with burning eyes, aroused [-]% of his physical strength, aroused the thunder power in his body, and then displayed the seventh layer of the eternal thunder gang body, attracting the thunder.

"Boom!"

A powerful and violent thunder force erupted from his body.

At the same time, his body swelled wildly against the thunder light, increasing to a height of more than 200 feet, and thunder runes were all around his body, emitting bursts of thunder sounds, making him look like a majestic general of thunder.

His jet-black hair shone with crystal lightning, and his eyes reflected the spiritual pressure of thunder, and then propped up a one-foot-thick thunder shield.

However, Xiao Ran was still worried, he used the power of heaven and earth in his body, used the Chiyan Sword, and used the fifth style of Leihuang Sword Art to kill spirits, intending to weaken Mo Di's power.

But Mo Di was still some distance away from him, so the power of the fifth form of Lei Huang Sword Jue's spirit-killing power couldn't affect him at all, and couldn't weaken his power.

In this way, the fifth form of the Lei Huang Sword Jue to kill spirits returned in vain.

"Sun wheel seal!"

Xiao Ran frowned slightly, then immediately focused his eyes, shouted loudly, raised his hands, and pinched out the sun wheel mark.

The sun wheel seal contains the power of the sun and the power of Buddha, which has a certain restraint effect on the ancient magic power.

"Buzz!"

A mass of scorching sun's brilliance bloomed from between Xiao Ran's hands, bright and dazzling, just like the sun rising in the east, rising slowly, and the sun shines in all directions.

The devilish energy boiling in all directions, when it was illuminated by the sun disc, made a puffing sound, turned into black smoke and spread out, and when it hit the seven or forty-nine black finger lights that came from the bursting thorns, it also made a puffing sound, as if being caught. The sulfuric acid was splashed in the general.

"go with!"

Seeing this, Xiao Ran was overjoyed, and immediately glanced at the sun seal in his hand, then gave a soft drink, waved his hands, and the sun seal immediately flew out.

The sun wheel print, which was originally only the size of a fist, immediately swelled against the sun and the wind, and grew to a size of more than two hundred feet in an instant, and collided fiercely with the seventy-seven and forty-nine black finger lights.

"Crackling" sounded loudly;
Those seventy-seven and forty-nine black finger awns were smashed to pieces by the sun disc print like the rising sun.

A piece of black light as fine as quicksand poured out, setting off a chilly atmosphere, which made Xiao Ran shudder involuntarily.

His face changed slightly, and he flew up hastily without hesitation, arousing the power of the Big Dipper Step to the extreme.

But Xiao Ran didn't expect that as soon as he left, the rushing Mo Di had already caught up with him while he was resisting Qi Qi's 49 black finger lights.

Mo Di's figure is extremely tall, half a head taller than the oolong who died in Xiao Ran's hands.

He had thick and black hair, which shone with a gloomy blackness, and with a metallic black light, raged out puffs of black smoke.

What's worth mentioning is that his appearance is somewhat similar to that of Mo Jia, making Xiao Ran think he saw Mo Jia for the first time.

"This fellow is also surnamed Mo, so could it be that he and Mo Jia are brothers?"

Xiao Ran glanced back at Mo Di, and muttered to himself, but his speed increased by a point, because he was not sure about fighting Mo Di.

Unless, like he did against the Mojia people, he used the blood bone spiritual element technique again.

But this place is located at the junction of the outer and inner areas of Tianyin Forest, and there are many ancient demons. Even if he uses the blood bone spiritual element technique, it may be difficult to kill them.

So Xiao Ran didn't want to use the Blood Bone Spiritual Technique unless it was absolutely necessary.

But in this way, his situation is dangerous.

Mo Zhai is a strong man in the second realm of heaven and man who has survived the tribulation of qi and blood. He is stronger than Sun Pingyong and Zhao Nanshan, and his speed is fast. Even if he uses the Big Dipper Step, he still can't get rid of him.

"Human ant, is your name Xiao Ran?"

Suddenly, Mo Di looked at Xiao Ran coldly, and the dark power reflected in his eyes, forming a funnel-shaped pattern of light, locked towards Xiao Ran.

Xiao Ran suddenly felt a pulling force covering himself, causing his speed to drop by a point.

And when he heard what Mo Di said, he was even more shocked.

How did this Mo Di know his name?

"You really are Xiao Ran."

Mo Di is very smart, with sharp eyesight, seeing the change in Xiao Ran's expression, he immediately confirmed this guess.

Then, he said in a cold voice with no expression on his face: "No wonder my younger brother Mojia wants to kill you, because you are really strong, if you let you live, there will be countless people in your clan who will die at your hands in the future. "

"Today you must die!"

Mo Di carried the power of darkness, like a high-ranking demon god, he followed his words and shouted coldly: "Dark magic pestle!"

"Shh!"

A pitch-black pestle immediately flew out from his mental ocean, through the space between his eyebrows.

Twelve dark lines of light are carved on this pestle, which is very delicate, and there is a dark blood wave on the top, shining dark red light, as if it has just killed someone.

(End of this chapter)