Qing Leng Shizun, he is attacking [female wears male main attack]

A ball of flames struck and confronted Fumofu, fireworks exploded in the sky, and Fumofu was burned up.

Zhan Yuebai was very excited: "Master, I knew you would not leave me alone!"

Mo Liushang is tall and tall, like a wall, blocking between the Baimen of Xianjia and Zhan Yuebai.

"Shut up and stay by the side."

"Okay, it really is to cover up the members of the demon clan. Even the real body is not allowed to be tested." The vanity palace Yu Chengzhuo scolded.

Mo Liuzhang looked at him with disdain, and said, "Your target is me, and it has nothing to do with him. It's not your turn to discipline my disciples!"

It is useless to talk too much, only strength comes first.

The technique of the five elements was fully activated, and dense vines burst out of the ground in an instant, and everyone in the square was surrounded by groups before they could react.The monk who avoided the attack of the vines rose into the air with his sword, and was also tired of dealing with the flying sand and rocks in the air.

For a while, the sky was covered with the sun, and the wind howled.

Monks below the Golden Core level could not get close to Mo Liushang's body at all.

It's quite cool, Mo Liushang thought to himself, this feeling of being overwhelmed by the whole world is really addictive.

"Master, be careful on the right side!"

The sound of howling swords brushed past his right ear, and the Mo Liushang spun around in the air and landed firmly.

"Yunyang, the chief disciple of the Zhaoyang School, ask Sect Master Mo for advice."

Seeing the light blue sword light flickering, Mo Liushang took a few steps back to avoid the sword light.

"Congeal."

In an instant, he had an extra ice blade in his hand.When it collided with the opponent's sword, the ice blade broke off, dissipated the sword energy, and evaporated in the air.

"Sect Leader Mo is so arrogant. In front of the sword cultivator Mahayana stage, does he even bother to call out the natal sword?"

Does he want to call, show you the hilt of the sword?

It would be a disadvantage to have no weapons in close combat. Yunyang is a swordsman, and with the blessing of his natal sword, he has a faint tendency to overwhelm Mo Liushang.

Mo Liushang continued to distance himself, and called out the fire phoenix to hover around, entwined with vines, making people dazzled for a while.

"break."

With a snap of his fingers, Yunyang's lower body was frozen, unable to move.The ice blade pierced through his chest, and he vomited blood from the mouth and fell unconscious.

Yunyang is very powerful, but too impatient, Mo Liushang shook his head regretfully.

"Yunyang!" "Eldest brother!"

Seeing this, several disciples of the Zhaoyang faction broke through the vines and rushed up regardless.

The monks below the Mahayana stage acted in slow motion in front of Mo Liushang. Even if they couldn't see, they could easily find the flaw with the fluctuation of spiritual power.

After a few seconds, Mo Liushang felt a little bored.These palace lords don't go up by themselves, they just send some younger brothers to deliver the heads, which is meaningless.

"Don't use natal weapons, and don't add spiritual power to weapons, Mo Liushang can't see weapons without spiritual power fluctuations!"

Someone in the crowd yelled, and the light in the venue dimmed a lot in an instant.

Mo Liushang's eyes sank, and a cluster of flames chased after the person's position, directly burning him to ashes.

It was as if a switch had been turned on, and everyone rushed forward, and the leaders of the various immortal sects also joined the battlefield.

Mo Liushang couldn't catch a weapon without spiritual power, so he could only blast away the closest monk, and was still injured by the dark sword after going back and forth several times.

He is protected by a golden barrier all over his body, and ordinary weapons can't hurt him, unless someone deliberately conceals the aura of his natal weapon to attack him.

Because the pain was shielded, he didn't know how serious the injury was, but his sense of smell also disappeared.

"Uncle Master, help Master." Zhan Yuebai looked anxious, joining the battle rashly would only make Mo Liushang more passive, but Xiao Shu had no intention of helping the battle at all, "Uncle Master, how can you not trust Master! You are his dearest person!"

Xiao Shu has long been shaken by the series of accusations before, and he has always deceived himself into thinking that his junior is fine.Now that many doubts are on the table, his junior brother is indeed different from before.

He glanced at Zhan Yuebai: "Are you a demon?"

"I'm not, I'm really not! If I were a demon, uncle, how could you not find out!" As long as I don't have a foundation, I'm a normal person.Zhan Yuebai kept emphasizing to himself.

The situation on the court became more and more anxious, Yu Ji couldn't bear it anymore, she fell to the distance and waved the black bird brush to buff Mo Liushang.The green healing light was on, Mo Liushang's spiritual power was restored, and the wound healed a lot.

Mo Liushang was a little surprised by Yu Ji's actions. Compared with this group of people, Yu Ji was not stupid at all.However, Yuji did this and put herself at a disadvantage.

The disciples of the Vanity Palace quietly approached Yuji, she had no attack skills, she was attacked and fainted after a few hits.Zhan Yuebai went to help, but was surrounded again, took a few palms and backed away, only to be caught by Mo Liushang vines.

Aware of Zhan Yuebai's situation, Mo Liushang was a little distracted, and received another blow to his back and calf.

Xiao Shu finally summoned the Thunder Staff.

Mo Liushang was angry, these flies were too annoying.With him as the center, the coolness spread, and the frost began to spread from the feet bit by bit.It was slow at first, and those closest to him just felt a little cold.

Then "呵呵呵" the sound of the soil being frozen and cracked sounded, and the coolness spread faster and faster, directly freezing a radius of a hundred miles.

This is, Frost Formation!

Zhan Yuebai was protected by the vines of Mo Liushang and was not affected, while the monks who were close to him were frozen into ice sculptures in front of him.

Mo Liuzhang straightened his hair crown, counted the injuries on his body, and said slowly: "Listen well, I didn't hurt them, there must be fraud in it, I will find out. If you continue to push each other, if I have a heart , you will all die here today!"

"The devil, you have the ability to kill us all!" Yu Chengzhuo provoked him.The others, seemingly unafraid, yelled for him to do it.

Mo Liushang is really weird, why are these people rushing to seek death, are they sure that they will not kill them?

"You think I can't do it?" Mo Liushang opened his right hand, and a frost-condensed thousand-petal lotus emerged from the palm, pure and flawless, as beautiful as it is deadly.

Zhan Yuebai looked startled, could it be that Mo Liushang is really the devil, and wants to use the thousand-petal lotus.This is the greatest ultimate move of Mo Liushang's Mahayana period. Combined with the Frost Formation, it is extremely powerful, collectively known as Qianlian Frost Formation.As long as he crushes this lotus, the petals will be broken, and people will die.

Suddenly, a lightning strike struck Mo Liushang in front of him.Mo Liushang almost crushed the lotus, but quickly took it back.Just kidding, killing so many people at once, he is not the real devil.Besides, killing so many people would be a nightmare.

"Brother?"

"Uncle, what are you doing!"

Xiao Shu hoarsely asked Mo Liushang: "Junior brother, is what they said true?"

"Brother, you don't even believe me?"

"But you said, what should come will always come..." He believed it. If Mo Liushang used to be, he would never do such a big and irreversible thing, but now Mo Liushang, he is not very sure. letter, especially seeing the thousand-petal lotus in his hand.

These two are not the same thing, Mo Liuzhang wanted to take the plot of Shuangwen's slap in the face, but he didn't expect such a sinister scapegoat to come.You can't say casually about slapping in the face, maybe it's his own face that's being slapped, he really wants to cut the real culprit behind him to pieces.

"Besides, Junior Brother has always attached great importance to cultivation, how could he practice such forbidden techniques!"

Yu Chengzhuo continued to add fuel to the flames: "Deputy head Xiao, look at the Mo Liushang you follow wholeheartedly, he is a demon practicing sorcery! You still don't admit it, you should know his rhetoric best!"

In an instant, black clouds billowed, the sky darkened, thunder and lightning burst from Xiao Shu's thunder rod, forming a thunder dragon, which collided with Mo Liushang's fire dragon.A powerful impact shook, and the broken rocks and sand near them were swept away.A few monks were affected and directly shattered into powder.

Xiao Shu finally made a move, like this, he might not believe what he said.At first, Mo Liushang thought about letting his senior brother beat him, but it definitely wasn't the way he was aggrieved like now.

Mo Liushang took a few steps back, swallowing the fishy sweetness in his mouth.His self-cultivation had regressed, and he had consumed too much in the first battle. In addition, he had to control the frost formation, and it was a bit tricky for Xiao Shu, who was in a state of complete victory.

But Xiao Shu didn't give Mo Liushang a chance to catch his breath. He threw the Thunder Stick to the ground, and lightning came out from that point, and rushed towards Mo Liushang with staggered roars in the air.

Lei Linggen is indeed very strong. As a last resort, the spiritual power controlling the frost formation was taken back by Mo Liushang.He dodged strangely, and barely avoided the thunderbolt that Xiao Shu swung out. When his body touched the lightning, he felt a little numb, and he felt that his movements had slowed down a bit.

"Master, be careful!"

On Mo Liushang's retreat route, Liu Yue from the Magic Moon Palace suddenly appeared, and a long sword was about to touch him.

Zhan Yuebai's sharp eyes moved faster, unable to think of a better way for a while, so he used his body to stick to it.

A sword pierced his chest, and warm blood splashed onto Mo Liushang's turned face.

Mo Liushang felt a string break in his brain.The disciple I worked so hard to raise!I'm not even willing to hurt a hair!

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