Chapter 14 urgent

"Devil! Are you looking down on me? Finally, he broke through the opponent's defense and added a sword wound to the other party. Dongfang Wu's face was not self-sufficient, but showed a trace of anger.

Instead of taking advantage of the situation to pursue, Dongfang Wuwo stopped his pace and even slowed down a little.

"Why are you absent-minded?! Devil, won't you even respect your opponent?!" Just now, the ancestor was distracted. How could Dongfang Wu I not notice it, but it was also because of this that made him even more angry.

The ancestor said with a blank face, "It's enough to deal with you as a younger generation." The old devil shook the Mingchen flying sword in his hand, took up a white light, and sneered, "Since you are in such a hurry to die, I will send you on your way earlier!"

The thought of breaking himself just now finally forced out the arrogance in the old devil's heart. He only said to himself in his heart: Oh, oh my God, you are afraid of that man and die, but in this fairy and demon way, besides that person, who are you afraid of?

Before, he was afraid of his head and tail. In fact, he was full of courage and ambition, which scared the mysterious man's power, but at this time he thought of it and made people feel different immediately.

Even the Fuming magician who was watching the battle also felt this subtle change. Although it is a little unclear, for Fu Ming, the ancestor of urgent heaven becomes serious, and such a struggle looks interesting.

"Well, that's what it is." Dongfang had no self holding a sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword pointed to the old devil and said, "Old devil, I have been waiting for this moment since the day of more than ten years. But if you don't do your best, I will win, which is not honorable!"

"Joke!" The ancestor sneered and said, "I will do my best, can't you as a junior follow!" As he spoke, the purple fog slowly flowed out of his sleeve cage and slowly wrapped the whole person of the urgent ancestor.

This hand is called Ghost Mist, which is the magical power generated when the skills practiced by the ancestors of Qitian reached the top level. In this purple fog, you can hide your attack trajectory, which makes the opponent unpredictable. At the same time, this fog itself can help practitioners better absorb the aura of heaven and earth and the essence of the sun and moon.

The ghost fog wrapped the whole body of the Ancestor, but in the blink of an eye, I couldn't see the other party's figure, but he showed a trace of joy on his face and shouted angrily, "Roar, condemn me!"

The white sword light attached to the sword body gradually changed its color from white to red in his valley. And this move also surprised the ancestor: I didn't expect that this junior had hidden his strength before!

Seeing that the battle here has entered the ** part, Fuming Magician is also a little excited. The cultivation of these two people is not far away from each other. If it were normal, how could they have won or lost so quickly? However, the East's selflessness and urgent ancestors obviously no longer have a backhand at this time and want to decide the victory or defeat with one blow.

"At the beginning, you were just a junior who was scared by me, but now, I want to tell you - junior, you never have to turn over! What cut off the evil sword? Look at me breaking it!"

"You can do it!" Dongfang Wujian raised his sword and said harshly, "Evil people! Listen! My name is Dongfang, and there is no self in the East! I am the sharp blade to cut off evil! Remember this name for me!"

Two people move at the same time!

The whole body is hidden in the ghost fog, and the ancestor took action! The left hand Mingchen flying sword, Zhenyuan condenses, and the sword body is also soaring. However, the right hand was hit with a palm. In the middle of the hand, it turned into a fist, and then turned into a claw in an instant, and then from claw to finger. Only in an instant, the offensive pattern changed several times.

However, no matter how the ancestor moves, the East is unchanging and responds to changes, with a sword, with a huge flood. The intersection of the two swords is only instantaneous, but this short moment is enough to distinguish the winner.

The loud sound actually seemed to shake the earth. At the intersection of the two forces, a powerful road spread around, and even Fuming Magician's face changed slightly.

The rolled up dust and fog dissipated, but the two bodies fell to the ground from the air at the same time and couldn't stand it.

"Who won?" Fuming's magician is also uncertain. There is no doubt that the ancestor is experienced. This last move is changeable and rapid. Even Fuming Magician himself does not guarantee that he can take it all over. But the sword without me in the East is also earth-shaking, driving the innate aura around, like lightning and thunder, like the power of heaven and earth.

What I didn't expect was that the two fell to the ground, and after a while, no one could answer Fu Ming's question. After a long silence, the old and hoarse voice of the ancestor said tiredly, "Hum, junior! I don't accept it! If you hadn't been younger than me, this body would have been much tougher. At this time, you, who were punched and pointed out by me, would have already been settled!"

At this time, Dongfang Wuwo finally recovered a little strength, barely got up from the ground and staggered, "Old devil, you have not died yet, and you are hard to tell your fortune!"

At that moment, the eastern selfless sword directly suppressed the urgent heavenly ancestor, but what he did not expect that at the same moment, the urgent heavenly ancestor withdrew the flying sword and gathered all his strength on his right hand. He only blocked it with a flying sword for a moment, and it was really powerful to kill, but it was never a borrowed flying sword, but this was also the pride of the ancestor as a practitioner.

But it's never easy for Dongfang Wuwo at this time. His flesh and blood in his chest and abdomen are blurred, and he can't even see the wound clearly. In an instant, the ancestor attacked four moves on him, and each move was extremely powerful. It's just that the East has no power of the sword, but it was unexpected by the ancestor. It was hard to eat a sword on the front, causing the devil to aim a lot.

But even if he avoided the key point, he was seriously injured. At this time, he could still stand up, which had surprised his ancestor. Ancestor was broken with a sword in his chest, but for the old devil, this injury can only deprive him of his ability to move, which is not enough to take his life.

Dongfang Wuwo slowly took a step. At every step, he spit out a small mouthful of blood, and his face was as pale as paper. When he walked to the Ancestor and looked at the faces of the two hands, he snorted coldly.

At this time, the old devil lying on the ground can't even lift a finger. Looking at that, he will only be worse than the East. At this time, the ghost fog dissipated, and the face of the ancestor appeared clearly, but it was full of wrinkles, full of rings carved by the years.

"Hey, good, junior. I am an ancestor... For many years in the floating fairy magic road... I have long lost the idea of breaking the void and seeking to become an immortal.

"At first, my hands were stained with blood, but I only felt that my cultivation improved so quickly and it was very close to the road to immortality. But I kill more and more people, and my skills improve faster and faster, and every level of natural disaster is getting more and more sad!"

"Later, I was also a little scared... I couldn't help thinking, is this God's punishment? But every time this idea only floats for a moment, it is immediately suppressed by another thought - the true person is a thing against heaven!"

At this time, I can only wave my sword and immediately bury the life of the old devil. At this time, Yuan Ying is also withered, and it is impossible to escape again. But Dongfang was selfless, but just looked down at the other party coldly and listened to the other party's slow narration.

"Later, with the means of original cultivation, I was not sure about the catastrophe I would face next. I have to think about other methods - that's how I thought of the art of Yuanjia.

"If you say that it is the easiest and most powerful mechanism, although this divine state is big, how can there be a more suitable choice than Mojiazhuang?"

Hearing this, Dongfang Wuqi sneered and said, "It turns out that the so-called urgent ancestor is just a villain who bullies the weak and fears the hard."

"Bullying the weak and afraid of the hard? Hey, junior, what you said may be right. I am a bully and afraid of the strong. What's wrong with that? Is it possible to rush up bravely in the face of an invincible enemy? It's just the courage of a man!"

Dongfang was silent and said after a while, "That's why you lost to me."

The ancestor took a deep breath and said, "You're right. It was to urge the valley to fight in the end, but at the beginning, I was already afraid. How can there be no reason to be defeated?

"It's just... If you have seen that man's means... you will also be afraid. Just like the old man... fear, burying fear deeply in the heart, and even implanting it into Yuanying. The ancestor laughed and said, "That man... is not an opponent that anyone can defeat in the fairy magic road."

"If you are a villain, you will be killed with this sword!"

Looking at the resolute look on Dongfang's selfless face, the ancestor sneered and said sarcastically, "What can you do in the face of the absolute cultivation gap?"

"Ancestor, you are wrong." Fu Ming's magician sighed, "The most terrible thing in the world is that there is no faith."

"Hey...it's useless to say more." The ancestor didn't say much, but said coldly, "Although I have been defeated, but... I don't want to give you this life, and I don't want to give it to the Mo boy... let alone manipulate that person."

He said this to Dongfang Wu.

"Do you want to break yourself?" There is no self in the East.

The ancestor smiled miserably and said, "If you want to revenge, are there still fewer enemies in this fairy and demon way?" Even hundreds of lives, I'm afraid it's not enough for them to share! So the Mo family boy has no part with you!"

"However, I don't want to let the man continue to control, although until this time, I still don't understand what the man is going to do... Hey hey, it's really ironic!"

Fuming Magician frowned. If he wanted to take action at this time, no matter what he wanted to do, the ancestor and the East had no strength to resist. But at this time, the ancestor has determined to die, but what can he do?

"Fu Ming! With the love of the sword, I can't pay it back! Hey, Mingchen Feijian is indeed a good sword.

"It's just that I have a ruthless invitation in the end."