Chapter 217 All means

The crisp laughter of Bixin came to Mo Yeqing's ears, as if a knife was constantly poking the tip of his heart, making him particularly ashamed and angry. Originally, I planned to take my brother to take away the Bixin, pick up a bargain, and take advantage of Bixin's senior sister Bi's tenderness to fight with the nine-tailed fire scorpion to reap the benefits of the fisherman. And this boy just doesn't like it and wants to take his name by the way. However, what he didn't expect was that the seemingly powerless boy was so strong that he injured one of his own brother's arms under the raid. The spiritual pet is even better. The power is infinite. The armor on this body has reached the quality of the second grade, and it is difficult to break for a while.

Hearing the laughter of Bixin, Mo Yeqing's heart was full of resentment. Let's kill this annoying boy later. Let's see how I can deal with you. I will make you 860 different. Bixin didn't know anything about Mo Yeqing's thoughts. Seeing that the fire was tightly wrapped and proud, she couldn't help laughing. Huo'er's armor was hurriedly refined by Gan Ping with some of the best materials left in the Dousui Palace. In fact, in terms of Gan Ping's weapon-making method, it is not enough to refine this level of armor, but with the help of silence Zhenyan, it is more flattered according to the gourd painting ladle, depicting the array of the remnants of the armor. This It was only by mistake that such a tall and second-grade armor was refined. If he was asked to do it again, he was not sure that it could be refined successfully.

While showing off in anger, Mo Yeqing was angry. When Bixin was happy, a sad scream came not far away. Mo Yeqing quickly turned his head and looked. The long sword in Gan Ping's hand was scratching from Mo Yehua's thin body. The dark cloud armor beside Mo Yehua's body had been cut to pieces by Gan Ping's sword spirit, and a big scar between his chest and abdomen blocked his waist. If it hadn't been for Mo Yehua's other means to save his life, he would have been cut in half by Gan Ping.

Although Gan Ping's meridians are damaged, he is still full of amazing power. He can pull out the mountains and fill the sea. Every sword stabs out with endless prestige and strong vigor. Although Mo Yehua's transformation is a vicious magic weapon, there is no way to use it in front of this absolute power. One force drops ten times! Whether it is mana or physical power, as long as you reach the extreme, you can be fearless of all kinds of tricks. You can break through thousands of tricks and plots with one sword!

In the battle with Mo Yehua, Gan Ping's swordsmanship of practicing and understanding at the bottom of the ground has been exerted, and his understanding of the way of sword cultivation taught by Mo Lianfeng has deepened a layer. The fierce sword was like a storm, pressing Mo Yehua all the way, forcing the Jindan monk to have no time to take out the magic weapon. Gan Ping also knew that he took advantage of the first hand. Although the foundation is empty, the cultivation realm of the Jindan monk is there after all. If he let him recover and take out many magic weapons, then he will be at a disadvantage. While he was ill and killed him, Gan Ping was about to kill Mo Yehua's arm at one stroke when he was initially injured and panicked. In this matter of beating the water dog, how can Gan Ping, who has understood the experience of two major evil cultivation and fighting, let go?

A sword is as fast as a sword. The two people in the air flash and move. In the eyes of secular people, there is no such person who can move the mountain and fill the sea with his hands and feet. It is like the skin of the struggle between the two worlds, and everything is used. Gan Pingsheng was afraid that Mo Yeqing would recover, and Mo Yeqing could almost die by relying on his golden elixir, in order to fight back. Mo Yeqing here was stopped by the fire and could not be rescued.

Speaking of which, Gan Ping only suppressed the Mo Yehua by taking the lead, and on the other side of Huoer, Mo Yeqing was dizzy and insisted on competing with this strong spirit beast, which was deadlocked for a long time. Gan Ping knew the reason in his heart, so he pressed step by step. He wanted to cut Mo Yehua under the sword, but he couldn't get it every time. Only then did he endure the pain of serious injury. He launched the vertical golden light method again. Under the sneak attack, Mo Yehua was hit hard.

Although this is the case, Mo Yehua is not a mediocre person. How can a person who can be famous in Qinghuoyan Prefecture in southern Xinjiang be an easy person? This also stimulated his fierceness. He immediately waved a golden pestle with a thin arm in his hand and counterattacked. For a moment, the golden light flashed and flew vigorously, and the sound of shouting was endless. The Mo Yehua was tall and long, and the physical strength was also great. Previously, it was only because of Gan Ping's sneak attack, and he suffered a secret loss. Now he began to think desperately. A treasure pestle danced up and down in his hand, and he was also had a happy battle with Gan Ping.

Mo Yeqing, who was worried about the safety of his brother, quickly abandoned the proud fire on the ground, shouted loudly, and a colorful wheel appeared in his hand. The light wheel was red, yellow, blue, white and black, and the brilliance was shining, and the faint mana fluctuation surprised Gan Ping not far away. It is Mo Yeqing's five evil spirits inherited from the Five Sect, red, yellow, blue, white, black and five evils. This Mo Yeqing is also a little difficult to support, but the most important thing now is to get rid of this boy as soon as possible, and the blue-hearted fairy who was abducted will leave. Otherwise, once something happens, the consequences will be unimaginable. Thinking of the scene of being exposed and being chased to the door by the master of Su Nvzong, even Mo Yeqing couldn't help but feel a little cold in his heart.

This Su Nvzong occupies the far west of Zihua Xianfu. It is famous for a while, and there are countless masters in the sect. Although it does not recruit male disciples, many disciples in the sect have formed Taoist couples with outstanding sects from other sects. For more than ten thousand years, almost half of Zihua Xianfu has a thousand links with this Su Nv Sect. If the incident happens, not to mention the Moye family, even those demons can't protect them.

Seeing that the five evil spirit light wheels were about to take shape, the fire beside him couldn't help it and roared. Although the fire was infinitely powerful, it could not fly. After all, if the spirit beast wanted to fly in the air, it had to wait until it was transformed. However, although it can't fly, the force of this rush is as high as several feet. The stick in his hand rises in the wind, and the stick as thick as a bowl goes to the Mo Yeqing wheel.

Feeling the evil wind behind his head, Mo Yeqing did not dare to neglect and quickly flashed his body. Although his Biyun Five Poison Barriers were quite solid, he did not dare to welcome this heavy stick. Seeing that the spell that had been prepared for a long time was interrupted, Mo Yeqing was simply angry, "If you give you three colors, you will open a dyeing workshop, evil beast! I want you to die today!" Seeing that his brother could barely support him, Mo Yeqing also moved the real fire, his fingers bounced repeatedly, and a strange cloth flag that measured the ghost crying and howling was sacrificed by him.

Mo Yeqing wanted to fly to the air at night and sacrificed the ten thousand ghosts. It was precisely to use this demon flag to collect the soul of the fire. Evil beast, there is still a master soul missing in my dementor. I'll take you today!" Seeing that the competition strength was not the opponent of this spirit beast, he used the magic weapon but was prevented by the armor on his body. Mo Yeqing couldn't do it, so he had to use this dementor flag. For the impenetrable and powerful spirit beast such as fire, perhaps this is the way to defeat it as soon as possible.

Seeing this, Bi Xin, who was beside her, quickly panicked and shouted at the fire: "Run!" But Mo Yeqing said a few words and had displayed the tens of thousands of ghosts. Tens of thousands of fierce ghosts, with ghosts crying and wolves and howling black smoke, rushed to the fire on the ground.