Mortal bone

Under the same realm, what determines the perception of strength between two monks is the degree of profound essence, but the mastery of exercises.

And this Mo Hai has both, it is very difficult to meet an opponent in the same realm.

While thinking about this, Huang Que quickly adjusted the screen of the spirit mirror.

When he found Duan Xiaoyu's figure again, he found that she had fallen to the ground like a bloody person, probably because of the pain, her body was shaking uncontrollably.

But even so, she was still struggling with the knife, trying to get up from the ground, and she muttered curses: "Little bastard... bastard... hurt my senior sister... hurt my senior brother... When you get to Yin Division, you want to..."

"boom!"

Before she could finish speaking, a foot stepped heavily on her head.

She was already injured all over her body, and she almost cried out in pain, but in the end she held back and didn't cry, she just kept cursing there.

Even if her head was trampled into the mud, she still wanted to scold.

"Swear again, I'll tear your mouth off."

At this time, Mo Hai, who was stepping on Duan Xiaoyu's head with his foot, slowly squatted down, and pressed the long knife in his hand against Duan Xiaoyu's cheek.

"Pooh!"

Duan Xiaoyu glared at Mo Hai, then spat bloody saliva at him.

But before the saliva spit on Mo Hai's face, it was blocked by his protective energy.

"Huh? You actually swallowed xxx grass?"

Mo Hai, who was about to get angry, suddenly sniffed hard, and then the anger on his face suddenly changed into surprise.

"The medicinal power of xxx herb can last for thousands of years. As long as I take you back and boil it into a blood pill, I can get all the medicinal power of xxx grass. With the help of this blood pill, I can at least Into the top thirty."

Mo Hai looked at Duan Xiaoyu greedily.

Duan Xiaoyu was terrified by his gaze, and immediately cursed again.

Mo Hai was upset when he heard that, so he slapped Duan Xiaoyu on the face, breaking her jawbone, making her unable to speak anymore.

"boom!"

But just as Mo Hai took out a small universe bag and was about to put Duan Xiaoyu in it, there was a loud noise in the sky above his head.

Look up.

I saw a middle-aged man with a Chinese character face full of heroism, who was chopping the barrier with his sword early.

Outside the spirit mirror, after adjusting the picture in the mirror, Huang Que finally saw clearly the appearance of the person who was breaking the formation.

"Elder Su has finally arrived!"

He said happily.

Xu Taiping at the side also heaved a sigh of relief.

From what Mo Hai said just now, it can be seen that at least until he left Zhenwutian, he would not hurt Duan Xiaoyu.Now that Elder Su is here, at least for a short time, Duan Xiaoyu won't have any problems with his life.

"Don't bother, even if you are a half-step cultivator, you will need at least a stick of incense if you want to conquer our silver sand formation."

Mo Hai opened the cloth bag, put Duan Xiaoyu in the bag, and then looked at Elder Su above his head with a sneer.

"Zhuzi, trespassing on Zhenwutian without authorization, and even daring to injure innocent people, if you don't let people go, you will never get out of Zhenwutian alive!"

Elder Su let out angrily.

At the same time, the scene in his hand was slashed heavily on the barrier below him.

This enchantment is composed of a thin layer of silver fine sand, which is very loose when not being attacked, but once attacked, it will condense into a round shield shape to block the attack.

"boom!"

Elder Su's sword was still blocked by the barrier, but it could be clearly seen that the fusion speed of these silver sand grains was slowing down.

Just as Elder Su was about to use his sword to cut the barrier again, Mo Hai suddenly waved his hand, causing a gap in the barrier, and then said to Elder Su provocatively:

"Let me tell you the truth, as long as I am in this enchantment, I, Mo Hai, am not afraid of any of you Zhenwutian monks. If you want to seek death, I can let you in."

"Zheng!..."

Elder Su almost didn't even think about it, one person and one sword fell straight towards Mo Hai.

"Whoosh!"

Mo Hai seemed to have been on guard for a long time, and with a flash of his body, he dodged Elder Su's sword.

"boom!"

Elder Su's black iron long sword was inserted heavily into the ground, shaking the bluestone ground until it sank.

"My Mo Hai subordinates don't kill unknown people, but report their names."

After standing still, Mo Hai put his hand on the handle of the knife, and looked at Elder Su with contemptuous eyes.

"The one who takes your dog's life is Su Changgeng from the Xiaoyao Sect!"

While Elder Su said so, he lifted his sword and flew out, and the sword pierced Mo Hai's chest as fast as lightning.

Just like before, Mo Hai's figure made a "swish", and disappeared in place in a flash.

He still predicted Su Changgeng's sword.

But what made Huang Que and Xu Taiping's eyes shine was that after Elder Su stabbed the air with his sword, the momentum of the sword did not stop there.

"Zheng!..."

With the sound of a sword sound, the sword that Elder Su stabbed suddenly turned into a sword light and turned towards Mo Hai.

Mo Hai flashed again.

The sword light folded again.

After almost waiting for Mo Hai to evade the sixth sword, a slight flaw in his figure was finally caught by Elder Su.

"boom!"

Elder Su's sword light stabbed straight at Mo Hai's chest, but at the critical moment, Mo Hai's turbulent saber energy helped him block Elder Su's sword.

But even so, his whole body was still thrown upside down by the sword. In the end, he had to draw the knife and thrust it into the ground to stabilize his body.

"it is good!"

Seeing this scene, the oriole patted the table in relief and yelled.