Supreme Pill Saint

Mo tilts to dance the eyes slightly to flash, still does not say a word.

"When he just entered the burning heaven sect, he showed a very strong martial arts talent and was able to cross the level of challenge, which was particularly amazing. However, he was too tough. He offended a first-class force in Chizhou domain, and was hunted down, and finally died in the mountains!" Chen Qingbei continued.

"You're bullshit!!!" Mo tilts to dance the body a soft, nearly falls to the ground, on the face completely did not have the blood color.

"Nonsense? Ha ha Mo Qingwu, if you think Ben Zong's nonsense, then nonsense! " Chen Qingbei sneers and says that he fabricates this news at the moment. First, in order to make Mo Qingwu die for Su Chen, second, to affect the state of Mo Qingwu. Although the use of Dan medicine reduces the fighting power of Mo Qingwu in a large realm, what if there is an accident? To be on the safe side, he throws out the news that Su Chen is dead, which makes Mo Qingwu careless to fight and kill two birds with one stone.

"Su Chen will not die!" Ink tilt dance word by word, the breath on the body has begun to disorder, obviously, the heart has not been quiet.

"Is it?" Chen Qingbei disdains a smile: "what is Su Chen's character? You know best..."

Mo tilts and dances with a shudder.

Yeah!

What kind of character does Su Chen have? She is the most clear, too rigid and too proud. If Su Chen offends a Yipin force, she is not surprised at all.

Is it true that Su chenzhen

Mo Qingwu's angina pectoris, beautiful eyes have some tears.

"Well, come to fight!" Chen Qingbei sneers and says, seeing the way Mo Qingwu looks, he knows that the result he wants has been obtained.

Mo tilt dance seems to have no mind, walking towards the arena like a corpse.

Zhang Xingxiao looked at Mo Qianwu from afar, and she smiled cruelly.

Soon.

They were on stage again.

Around the douwu stage, there was a lot of discussion:

"what happened to the dancing fairy?"

"The saint seems to be crying!"

"She looks like she lost her soul!"

"Damn it!!! What happened? "

"Can you still win?"

………………

On the platform of douwu.

"What? I look like I'm going to cry. Ha ha I can't help it! " Zhang Xingxiao stared at Mo Qingwu and sneered, "what happened? Say it to make my sister happy. "

Mo Qingwu is still silent. She seems to have been taken out.

Standing there, she didn't even look at Zhang Xingxiao, as if she had forgotten that it was still a duel.

Her mind is full of Su Chen, one scene after another in the city of man and God.

Her heart is really aching.

"Well, don't talk?" Zhang Xingxiao hummed, and then the purple sword in his hand suddenly stirred.

All of a sudden, a cold light fluttered, and the shadow of the sword moved, and the ink danced away.

However, Mo Qingwu still stood there as if he didn't know the danger was coming.

Around the platform, there was a big talk:

"saint, you are fighting!"

"What's the matter?"

"Stupid? Move! "

"Is this dying?!"

…………

In a flash.

Poof!!!

The clear voice rippled in the air. Mo Qingwu rubbed the whole person back. On her arm, there was a bright red piece, and a two inch long sword mark went deep into the flesh.

At the same time, Zhang Xingxiao has stood in front of Mo tilt dance, only one meter away from Mo tilt dance.

"Mo Jiwu, you are really rubbish! This kind of strength can also be a saint? Ha ha... " Zhang Xingxiao said with a wry smile, and was very cheerful.

"Saint, saint, saint, what's the matter with you? You go! " In the crowd under the platform, Xiao Luo cried out in tears and stamped her feet.

Mo tilts to dance subconsciously to see small Luo, then, she trembles hand, raise sword, drink suddenly: "die for me!!!"

Her voice was murderous, miserable, angry, and painful.

Her sword contains a sense of killing.

It seems that Zhang Xingxiao will never die.

Green butterfly sword, turned into a cold light, across the air, green shadow, a sword down.

Zhang Xingxiao was stunned at first, and then, obviously scared, how could he think that Mo Qingwu was going to fight with him? Subconsciously step back, the purple sword in the hand is a panic to resist in front.

In a flash.

Ding!

In the harsh sound, the blue and purple swords collide.

Obviously, Mo tilts the dance to step back to go out, at the same time to step back and spit blood.

But Zhang Xingxiao although also retreated two steps, but, has not been injured.

It seems that it is the disadvantage of Mo tilt dance and the advantage of Zhang Xingxiao.

In this scene, all Lei mingzong's disciples were stunned. They opened their mouths one by one and stared at douwutai unbelievably.What's wrong with Mo tilt dance? Why is this strength? Didn't Zhang Xingxiao fight before?

What's going on now?

Where do they know that after Mo Qingwu takes the elixir, his strength drops to a great extent.

Zhang Xingxiao herself was stunned.

But, soon, she was excited!!!

She guessed vaguely and thought that the leader of leiming sect was still on the way. She took a deep breath and all her fears disappeared. Her eyes were bright like two stars, shining with cruel light.

"Mo Qingwu, do you want to kill me?" Zhang Xingxiao said with a sneer, "I'm standing here, and it's hard for you to hurt me, letter?"

"Die for me!" Mo Qingwu's eyes are a little red. It seems that she is going to lose her sense. She drinks it in a low voice, regardless of her injury, and pours on again.

Zhang Xingxiao stood there, only sneering.

In a flash.

Here we are.

The green butterfly sword is in front of her eyes. Zhang Xingxiao's sudden body shape is so easy to avoid the green butterfly sword. At the same time, the purple long sword in her hand is all at once across the shoulder and neck of the blue butterfly sword.

A deep, blood scarlet sword mark, three inches long, is so clear that it spreads over Mo's dancing shoulders and neck. It looks very dark.

The blood flowed rapidly from the wound and stained her clothes.

Mo tilts to dance painful frown, complexion is white to have no blood color, subconscious retreat two steps, sad beautiful and helpless.

On Zhang Xingxiao's purple sword, there is blood dripping.

Zhang Xingxiao's smile is more and more comfortable. Looking at the miserable appearance of Mo Qingwu, it's hard to describe her cheerfulness.

Under the platform of douwu, those disciples of Lei mingzong who have exceeded 100000 yuan are silent first!!!

Then, suddenly burst out:

"Mo tilt dance, what are you doing?"

"Mo tilt dance, this is your strength?"

"The virgin? Just pay him back! It's not as good as ordinary true disciples! "

"Shame!"

"Shame home."

…………

All the disciples of Lei mingzong don't know what happened to Mo Qingwu. They only know that Mo Qingwu is not Zhang Xingxiao's opponent all of a sudden. Moreover, there is a big gap.

How is this acceptable?