012 Moke's back move

A Xuanzi is a mysterious immortal in the sky and a red man around the supreme emperor of the fairy world. His cultivation naturally has a unique place. His original attribute is water, which can mobilize the water spirit between heaven and earth for his own use.

Although the water is weak, it is good at attacking everything. It seems weak but strong.

The two put on a posture and did not make any rest of the action.

Yi Xuanzi didn't look at Yang Zifan with the mentality of playing, so he wouldn't do it first.

Yang Zifan originally wanted to take the lead, but Lingjue had already taken the lead. He didn't want Lingjue to hit a wall as soon as he went out. Although the other party's posture is simple, there is no flaw.

The two froze.

Only the breeze blows and white clouds flutter around.

Yi Xuanzi raised his hand and grabbed his face. Yang Zifan suddenly took action and used the two words to break the secret in one breath.

"Move, set."

Yanzi only felt that Yang Zifan had appeared in front of him and his body was stiff and suddenly turbulent. Yang Zifan was overjoyed when he saw Xuanzi's stalemate. He didn't expect it would be so easy at all. He broke the powerful zero spiritual sense laid beside him and slapped him on the head.

With such a palm, it is impossible for the middle man to be alive.

Yang Zifan thought that the great work had been completed, so he slapped him. Xuanzi, who was motionless, suddenly raised his head and smiled, and a fairy light burst out in his eyes. Yang Zifan didn't expect that the other party was cheating. The palm he slapped quickly withdrew. He rotated in the air to avoid the fairy light. He said that there would be no second chance to get so close to him in the future. He couldn't easily let him get out. His hind legs violently went down, and his rotating body stagnated in the air, and his raised palm cut a knife from the side.

The blade was dripping, and the cyan Zhenyuan came to Yixuanzi at an unreachable speed. Yixuanzi was not nervous at all. He slowly turned his head and opened his mouth and said, "Yes."

Yang Zifan didn't think much about it. The desperate blow made him have no way out. The knife in the palm of his hand because of the surge of Zhenyuan can touch a Xuanzi's body in only half a breath. As long as it is stained with the air of green lotus and turns into the fire of green lotus, Xuanzi has to peel off a layer of skin no matter how high his cultivation is.

However, when Xuanzi's final words were out, Yang Zifan only felt that he had hit a large ball of cotton and could not exert any strength. The split palm also stopped in a strange way, and he stopped in the air like this.

Yi Xuanzi smiled and said, "You can do it, and so will I." Pick up your feet and kick.

"Bang." There was no room for Xuanzi to kick Yang Zifan's chest. He hummed his whole body and was kicked into the air. His body, which could feel pain, still could not be turbulent, and could only watch himself fly into the air.

A Xuanzi flashed and chased up. When he flew to a certain height, he raised his palm and waved his hand on Yang Zifan's back.

The back suffered again. At this time, Yang Zifan suddenly regained his ability to act, but it was followed by a huge force hitting his back, and his heart trembled for a moment and galloped down.

The chest and back were hit hard continuously, although Yi Xuanzi did not attach immortal power.

But the heavy blow fell in an extremely dense gap one after, and the blood in Yang Zifan's body churned, spit out a large mouthful of blood, and quickly fell to the ground. But he knew he couldn't give up.

The ground in his eyes approached quickly, and he opened his mouth and sprayed the blood in his body to a Xuanzi who followed him.

A Xuanzi saw a large amount of blood fog coming and quickly avoided it sideways. Yang Zifan took this opportunity to use the magic formula and flashed over him and left a large area of green lotus fire at the same time.

The sky fire was as cold as rain, and Xuanzi wiped his body to avoid the blood fog. He felt the power attached to the sky fire falling above his head and did not dare to be careless. He pinched a finger and wiped it away from the sky.

The sky fire was like a nemesis and went out one after another.

Yang Zifan met an opponent who could extinguish his fire for the first time. He forcibly swallowed the blood that surged up again, stroked his finger and shouted, "Sand dust."

The sand and dust within ten miles were called up by him, and the sky where the two fought fell into the sandstorm in an instant.

Yi Xuanzi was a little surprised to see that Yang Zifan could use fairy formulas that were different from ordinary attributes. The dust flew to cover his vision. He stood in the air and sneered, "Don't escape."

Yang Zifan knew that he would not be able to beat him. He retreated. After attracting the sandstorm, he quickly hid his body and intended to escape. As soon as Xuanzi's words came out, he felt a pair of eyes staring at him firmly in the sandstorm. He knew who it was. If he wanted to escape, he had to get rid of it first.

So he scattered a large area of rain clouds, and the rainstorm suddenly fell in the sandstorm, which was chaotic. That doesn't matter. Yang Zifan called the wind to help again and called for a call.

The two fought for a time in chaos.

A Xuanzi in the center was in it. The sand turned into mud and sand, and sand were blown all over the sky, mixed with thunderstorms. He didn't want to stain his clothes, so he had no choice but to call out fairy power to form an oval protective boundary to block the indiscriminate soil thunder and lightning, and the tracking consciousness suddenly lost Yang. Zifan's trace, he was shocked and looked up and calculated, with a sneer on his face.

After creating chaos, Yang Zifan quickly used the trick of the first leaf flower of the heart of the nine-leaf green lotus to hide himself in the storm. Regardless of the attack of the surrounding mud, thunder and lightning, he did not even open the minimum body protection Zhenyuan, and quietly moved out of the sandstorm.

One step, two steps, three steps...

It was very smooth and unimpeded. Yang Zifan moved to the edge of the sandstorm and was only one step away from escaping. He was a little unbelievable, but he could not find out his spiritual senses. He could only observe the situation outside with his naked eyes.

There is nothing but two white clouds in the clear sky.

"There should be no problem." Yang Zifan comforted himself and stepped into the scope of the sandstorm.

White gas spread from his feet, and Yang Zifan looked at his feet outside in horror, frozen from his bare feet to his knees. If it hadn't been for the spontaneous sensation of the nine-leaf green lotus in his body to his knees, he might have turned into an ice sculpture just now.

"Don't run away, you don't have a chance." Xuanzi screamed strangely and turned into a touch of white light and rushed out of the scope of the sandstorm. Standing outside in the white clouds on a sunny day, he looked at his feet with interest: "It's frozen, I can't pull it out."

Yang Zifan was greatly humiliated and said angrily, "If you want to kill, kill it."

Moke smiled and said, "The immortals have a way to deal with us. Naturally, we have weapons to deal with them. This sword is called the blood spirit sword, which is made of the best blood spirit stone. It is not as good as ordinary swords in other places, but it is fatal to use on immortals. Unfortunately, it is a pity that Yi Xuanzi's cultivation was too high, so he still ran away for him.

"Blood Spirit Stone." Yang Zifan looked at the sword in his hand and only felt a little familiar. As he was about to ask a few more words, he suddenly felt a spiritual feeling gushing behind him. He was shocked and didn't dare to use the technique of moving quickly. He just thought it was an escaped Xuanzi chasing him.

A high above, an old monkey clapped his hands and smiled when he saw this scene and said, "It's interesting. The little children in the virtual world have come. Run faster, run faster."

Yang Zifan ran all the way and completely forgot that Mo Ke was very weak at this time. When he caught up with the flying palace, he noticed that Mo Ke had turned blue and trembled all over his body. He quickly slowed down and shouted, "Mo Ke, are you all right?"

Moke's teeth barely squeezed out a few words.

"Your mother, you won't take it easy."

Yang Zifan apologized repeatedly, followed the flight to the palace, and asked, "How did Moke come to the fairyland?"

Moke sneered and said, "I can't come. I... want to come... here... kill hundreds of immortals." Even now, he is still stubborn. Yang Zifan can't see that he is worried that he is quietly hiding in the ring of the rhinoceros.

Time goes back to the night many days ago.

The moon is so high that Moke stood on the grassland and looked at Yang Zifan, who was sleeping soundly, and a sentence always echoed in his heart.

"If you drill into the ring, you can go up."

This sentence was an angry word that Luo Meishuang said when she saw Lingxi Ring. Luo Meishuang didn't expect that Mo Ke would firmly remember this sentence, let alone Yang Zifan, who was crazy, would not know it.

So Moke made a decision that night. He knelt down and kowtowed three times somewhere in the West and said, "I know you can hear it. Moke has bet today. If you can't go back, I hope you...

Yang Zifan didn't recognize it, but Mo Ke recognized the broken demon light, and even recognized the breath of the superior in the broken demon god light. He decided to gamble, so when Yueer walked into the clouds, he quietly hid in the ring of the rhinoceros.

The thrill of going to the fairyland, Luo Meishuang did not give up the promise in the end. Yang Zifan ate the Taiyi god thunder, fell into the peach garden and ate a bellyful of peach leaves. He was thrown into the alchemy furnace by the old monkey. Naturally, he also knew who the old monkey was, so he believed more in himself. I didn't bet on the wrong treasure, even if the man didn't give any answer when he kowtowed.

Yang Zifan must be a special existence in the world. He looked at Yang Zifan and looked at himself with tears and scolded, "Why are you crying, big man? Just find a way to save your master."

Yang Zifan nodded heavily and said, "It's okay. Let's go to Xingtai first. I have to send you back to the mortal world first."

Moke scolded, "Idiot, idiot, I moved Xuanxian today. Will he let me go? You also threw me to the mortal world. If he finds me to lose a fairy art in the fairy house, I will not die. You have to be responsible for this matter.

At this time, the flying palace in front of him suddenly stopped its momentum.

After listening to Moke's words, Yang Zifan found that he was tightly tied together with him. His heart moved and looked up at the flying palace that stopped in front of him.

The day passes and the night falls.

He bowed his head and said to Mo Ke, "Brother, I have wronged you." After saying that, I don't care whether Moke is willing to stuff him into the ring of rhinoceros.

Yang Zifan stepped down to the popular palace.

At this time, there was already a beautiful woman in a Neon dress waiting there.

"Why did you come back?" The woman is still as cold as before, but there is less murderousness on her body. The relationship between the two has undergone some subtle changes after a fierce fight.

Yang Zifan looked at the huge planet slowly rising in the east and said, "What is that? I haven't known its name after coming to the fairyland for a while."

The woman said, "No one can come back after entering the land."

Yang Zifan didn't expect that the strange planet that appeared in the sky at night was a disaster and took a breath of cold air and said, "I almost threw it on someone today."

The woman sneered and said, "Throw it in. You deserve it."

Yang Zifan didn't want to talk to her and changed the topic, "It's really that powerful. Anyone who goes in will die?"

The woman looked up at the beautiful light belt around the planet and said, "Two heavenly emperors have walked in the fairyland."

"What's the result?"

"Death."

very concise words represent the power of that place.

Yang Zifan did not feel surprised. He just turned his head and looked at the beautiful woman more than two feet away from him and asked, "Who saw it?"

The woman did not look back and said, "See the three rings of light outside the land of all disasters?"

Yang Zifan narrowed his eyes, and there were three beautiful apertures of blue, red and gold around the huge planet.

The woman continued: "Each one is an immortal emperor."

does not describe what happened or what the situation was at that time, but the simple words already have enough weight.

Yang Zifan did not feel fear, but looked at it with some admiration and praised, "It's really awesome."

"The question has been answered. You should get out of my palace." The woman's words are cold and unquestionable.

Yang Zifan shrugged his shoulders. After coming to the fairyland, he could only feel too much tension around this person.

The woman suddenly pulled out the thin sword from her waist and put it on Yang Zifan's neck and said coldly, "If you don't go, I'll kill you."

Yang Zifan looked at the beautiful sword across his neck and smiled, "Do you want to kill people?"

The woman's sword tightened a little, which was obvious. She had a murderous intention, and Yang Zifan was not moved and still stood side by side with her.

The woman's sword was sent away. For the first time, the woman looked sideways at the man beside her and asked, "Why are you sure I won't kill you?"

Yang Zifan smiled and said, "If there is no murder on a person's sword, you can't kill people."

"You're wrong."

The woman's put away sword suddenly rose and waved down. As the emperor of one side, she had her own knowledge. She knew that the man in front of her was very dangerous to the fairy world. Even if he realized his secret, he could not change her murderous heart.

Sword rises and falls.

Yang Zifan has no intention of resisting at all.

After the sword, his hair flew, and he bounced his hair on his shoulder.

"Why don't you return it?" The woman looked at him in surprise, and there was only the concept of the law of the jungle in her world, and she had never met an idiot who died in vain.

"I said that there is no murder on your sword." Yang Zifan turned his head and looked at his eyes with light: "Besides, we don't have deep grudges."

"No?" The woman's face was hot when she remembered the embarrassing thing that happened to Yang Zifan twice. She said to herself without the coldness and estrangement in her tone.