Out of Qingfeng County, Su Wen had been keeping in mind Nan Chasing's warning, and he didn't notice anything wrong, but after encountering an attack, the operation of the mobilized aura became more and more disorderly, and there were even signs of collapse.

"You don't look good. Mo Xiuyuan frowned slightly, and he could clearly sense that the other party's already insufficient spiritual power was slowly weakening.

"I know. Su Wen gritted his teeth and responded with great difficulty, "I know who you are, and the third brother has also told me about your strength, but please don't come near me later." ”

The little servant was a little anxious, Su Wen's appearance at the moment was clearly a precursor to the outbreak of cold disease, and he was about to cut his wrists and bleed, but was stopped by Su Wen.

"You go with them, I don't call you, don't come back. ”

Su Wen felt more and more unbearable, the collapsed spiritual power was like a thread leading to other places, this feeling was like his naked body being exposed under that majestic eye in a dream, his gaze penetrated the flesh and skin, shocking the soul, and at the same time, the cold illness that had entangled him for fifteen years was also extremely strong, Xu Muzi's cause and effect helped him break through the first-class realm, but with it, he was finally discovered.

The original clear sky was covered with thick clouds, and the dark clouds collided and rubbed against each other, showing the thunder power that tore through the sky, and the Son of Heaven was angry and bled and drifted, if the word was removed, and then the word was added before the word angry, Su Wen staggered, relying on the life of the little servant for fifteen years, that is a reason to be fifteen times more angry, under the thunder of the thick arm, the mountains and rocks were cracked, and everything wailed, Su Wen sat motionless in place, since he couldn't dodge, he simply didn't hide.

The rolling thunderclouds finally densely formed a curtain to cover the sky and the sun, but as if a joke, twelve thunder pillars were lowered and bombarded Su Wen dozens of zhang away, and the rubble lifted up was only wiped out into slag in the blink of an eye, it can be said that the three-foot world where Su Wen is at this moment is even more than the illusionary taboo of Daoshan Hell One step beyond the thunder pool.

"Is this guy a human being, why did he attract such a big battle, I remember that when the young master ascended to the dust, it was only nine thunderbolts. Qicai smacked his lips, if you want to talk about the person who admires Mo Xiuyuan the most in the world, there is no one more than this little servant who accompanies him day and night, and it is not too much for the young master to take on the first place in the world, so even if it is this kind of lifeless thing, he has to fight.

"Fortunately, you can't survive, when the young master suffered the power of the nine thunders, his soul almost collapsed, and he consumed a bit of cinnabar from Ling Tian Palace, I don't think it was split, otherwise half of the thunder would not be able to carry it. ”

"If you dare to say anything more, I will kill you. Qigui glared at Qicai viciously, and the Pu knife in his hand clicked.

Qicai was not afraid of the other party's threat at all, and even pulled his throat to compete with the other party, "What, am I wrong? Your young master has no ability, and he still learns from others to absorb cause and effect, and slaps his swollen face to become fat, he deserves it." ”

"I'll kill you. Qigui shouted angrily, under the tilt of the cold mangs accompanied by thunder and lightning, ten percent of the strength, with the anger that was still accumulated, he had already cut out two more percent of the power, and the sound of breaking the wind was not there, it was clearly a sledgehammer that suppressed the airflow, although Qigui's cultivation was not an enlightenment, but with his innate divine power, he had played the domineering of the little enlightening master.

Qicai didn't dare to hold it up, although it was noisy and noisy along the way, but he didn't really start to move, at this moment, he couldn't help but feel the chill in his heart, even if it was the purest martial arts, it was inevitable that he would rely on spiritual power, but the knife in front of him really cut out the meaning of the Dao.

Immediately the waist fell, the two hands in front of the chest to draw a round shield, the crazy spiritual power to open the seven palaces, it is unimaginable that a small servant is not only the cultivation of the spiritual realm, but also the talent of the seven spiritual palaces, the breeze blows the hills, this hand unloading the force of the kung fu is the same as the Taoist four or two thousand catties.

Mo Xiuyuan has no intention of interfering, he knows how many abilities he has in Qicai, although the cultivation is not amazing, but they are all step by step up, practice pays attention to a word of enlightenment, the world thinks that he has an ethereal body can understand the three thousand avenues of heaven and earth is already the peak, only he knows that he is far inferior to the ability to enlighten the Tao alone, that day in the Tao of the view of the seven cai just saw a set of old master in the early morning to push the hand, and then comprehended a set of moves to overcome the rigidity with softness, quite a grandmaster charm.

It can be said that Qigui and Qicai are not very different in name and personality, and it is clear that the whole person is completely opposite to the extreme, one pays attention to one force to reduce ten harmony, let you change everything, I am this punch, and the other is the Tao Law is a thousand turns, forever, but if you really want to comment on which of the two is stronger or weaker, it can only be said that the Qi Sect and the Sword Sect have not been able to distinguish the high and low problems for a thousand years, and it is not something that can be judged by the two people in front of them by fighting.

The blade smashed, and in an instant, the entire space seemed to fall obviously, and the airflow could not spread out a long arc of rainbow light, and every time it fell, it was a deafening explosion, and the knife edge fell three inches, only to hear a crisp sound, and the knife edge burst into a crack, after all, how could a piece of mortal iron withstand such a terrifying force.

Qicai's palm was raised six times in a row, each time it left a ripple in the air like a rising trend, and six times the palm pressed out a cyan arc of air against each other, Pu Dao broke like a flying stone like a pool of water, a layer of ripples, and the shore was reversed, and the long knife force was frustrated again and again between repeated accumulation, until it finally stopped, and the two hands were staggered like two green snakes staggered and sliding, clinging to the broken Pu knife, the arm was shocked, and the knife body immediately fell apart.

The scattered fragments splashed through Qigui's sideburns, blood stained his cheeks, and the fierce appearance was even better, and the two horizontal fists were vigorously sinking, both of which were aimed at the opponent's vital points, but Qicai was like he already knew the number of the opponent's fist methods, and every heavy fist would be dissolved by him with a palm and a push, such a skillful pushing skill, even a disciple with extraordinary qualifications in the Dao Zhongguan could not do it so handily without a few years of precipitation.

Two arms like a swimming snake coiled up, taken from one of the three major lines of ink Jin family golden snake entanglement hands, this is the Jin family's secret of not passing, only the descendants of the Jin family can practice, it is said that it is necessary to soak in special medicinal materials for three years when you are young to make the bones of the body like a snake meandering, Mo Xiuyuan has almost traveled all over the Southern Tang Dynasty in recent years, and once understood the power of this golden snake entanglement, Qicai does not have the special physique of the other party, only take its meaning, and it has been shown to be three points like a god.

The golden snake is wrapped around his hands with four or two thousand catties, the mastery of the two major forces, that is, the freak of Qicai can be fully integrated, Qigui seems to be in the middle of the strangulation of two giant pythons, no matter how powerful he is, he can only punch cotton, useless, just wait for the two snake hands to come to the door, Qigui's face is cold and his heart is ruthless, he looks up and hits his head, and the result of fighting jade and burning will also break free.

In the end, Qigui is only fighting with those mountain boars and brown bears who have not opened their minds in the mountains, and they only know strength, but Qicai has followed Mo Xiuyuan all the way to visit dozens of sects in the Southern Tang Dynasty, but it is not that everyone sits together and drinks a cup of tea and hands over Zhang Mingthorn, even if it is a visit, it is unceremoniously said how famous Mo Xiuyuan is now, it is all punched and kicked from others, and the combat experience that Qicai has is the real means of fighting between monks.

The two arms suddenly spurted, and the diffused spiritual power drew two and a half arcs, and the golden snake wrapped around the station and then loosened and turned into two lightning bolts to hit the back of Qigui's neck, right in the acupuncture point, and Qigui only felt that it was dark in front of him and fainted.

"Young master, this guy is really crazy and deadly, don't ask me to do such a thankless thing in the future. Qicai held the other party firmly on the ground, looked up at Su Wen in the middle of the thunder, twelve thunderbolts suddenly increased nine, the ground around it was already a scorched earth, the whole twenty-one pillars of thunder light were like a cage trapped in Su Wen, the sky was the top, the ground was the bottom, I was afraid that no one would be eligible to enjoy this cage in time.

"It's normal for people, if it's me who is trapped in it, so do you, it's better to knock him unconscious, so as not to lose one more life later. Mo Xiuyuan stretched out his index finger and rubbed his eyebrows, and a bright red cinnabar mark slowly emerged from under his skin.

Qicai frowned and muttered, "Young Master, you really want to use the last cinnabar to save him, that is the means of crossing the catastrophe when you keep it for breaking through." ”

Ling Tian Palace's point cinnabar can be described as the most magical means in the world, gathering the beliefs of tens of millions of sects in the world, as well as the twenty years of essence condensation of ten priests, avoiding death and derivation, reshaping the body, and even getting a glimpse of the realm of heaven, only three people can be given cinnabar by Ling Tian Palace for hundreds of years, but Mo Xiuyuan was given two, which shows its importance.

The way of heaven has always been fair, how much wealth you are given will make you bear a variety of shackles, and the qualifications are the same, the world can only see those Tianjiao continuous broken mirrors, but they can't see that they have to pay several times or even more than ten times the hardships behind ordinary people, Mo Xiuyuan opened the spirit realm at the age of fifteen, and it is already the limit of mortals, although the sky is jealous of talents, the word jealousy may be overdescribed, but if you want to re-enter Lichen, the test of life and death is indispensable, that is, when he forcibly ascended to Lichen, he used a little cinnabar.

The remaining one was originally used to resist the catastrophe when it was not confused, but now it had to be wasted on Su Wen, although the words of the seven talents were deliberately to provoke the seven nobles, but it was indeed justified, and Su Wen's cultivation of the first class attracted this level of catastrophe, undoubtedly hitting the stone with an egg, but it was such a coincidence, the world was by his side for a person who survived the catastrophe, and there was a point of cinnabar comparable to a Buddhist holy relic in his hand to help him cross the catastrophe。

"You also said that the young master I am invincible, maybe I don't need this bit of cinnabar to break through the realm of confusion, I inherited his luck, if I don't save him when I see death, this is not attached to my heart of cultivation, not to mention that I don't want him to die like this. Mo Xiuyuan shook his head and smiled bitterly, stepped into the endless thunder, and when the fingers close to the center of his eyebrows left, he saw a cinnabar spitting out of Xia Rui Guanghua floating in the air, and the miracle was circulating.

"I really owe you in my last life, and I have to live well to pay off my debts in the future. ”