Mo Tear'er assassinated Xiu Wei as a whole, and after three days, he was by Dong Wuxian's side, and as his cultivation progressed, the pressure was getting bigger and bigger.
With such a husband whose martial arts training qualifications can be called demons, Mo Tear'er is proud on the one hand, but also under pressure on the other hand: she is always worried that her practice speed will not be able to keep up with Dong Wuxian.
The husband and wife are wandering the rivers and lakes, if the cultivation of either party is weak, there will always be a feeling that they are being dragged down, especially when encountering a strong enemy, this feeling is especially strong.
Because one party is weak, it will inevitably lead to the other party taking care of one party and losing the other, and caring will be chaotic.
Ink Tears is a descendant of the Dark Devil; Naturally, it is clear that if one of the husband and wife is weak, how harmful it is in the rivers and lakes.
So during this period of time, not only Dong Wuxian was working hard, but Mo Tear was also practicing hard.
As one of the twelve people in the last life, even if Mo Tear'er's qualifications are not as good as those of Dong Wuxian, who are born with demons, he is definitely the best choice in a million.
The tempering during this period of time has made her assassination technique close to Dacheng Now, at the moment when Dong Wuxian made a contribution, Mo Tear'er's ghostly and ghostly figure appeared behind a third-grade supreme, slashing horizontally with a sword, and decapitated the supreme who had just escaped Dong Wuxian's knife and was stumbling back with an unstable center of gravity, but was shouting luck in his heart Then her figure flashed lightly, and not even a drop of blood stuck to her body.
In the other hand, countless blue lights flickered, and hundreds of highly poisonous hidden weapons flew out like locusts, and in an instant, the second-grade supreme who had just fallen suddenly covered his face and screamed, and a trace of black blood splashed like water from his two eye sockets But it was a stroke in both eyes In an instant, he became blind.
This man screamed wildly, frantically exerting his life's cultivation in the field, but what he was facing was the air.
"I'm blind, I can't see with my eyes, I can't see anymore" Xiao Wufeng gasped deeply, deeply.
Dong Wuxian killed Xiao Changyun with the first knife, and Xiao Wufeng didn't have time to react; In other words, he will not make a move when he reacts: after all, it is a fair one-on-one decisive battle.
Moreover, Xiao Changyun's cultivation was much higher than Dong Wuxian's, and in such a situation, he was slashed by Dong Wuxian.
It can only be said that he is useless Xiao Wufeng did not have the slightest intention of rescuing.
And the next moment, when Dong Wuxian's knife shot out the criss-crossing supreme sword qi, Xiao Wufeng was indeed taken aback At the moment of "Supreme in the Sword", although these four words did not come out, his wide open mouth roared out these four words silently.
Then came the rise and fall of the rabbit; There was no time to react, six of the eight supremes died, one person was blind, and the only remaining third-grade supreme was shocked by Dong Wuxian's knife out of seven zhang away, and when he saw everything that happened in front of him, his two eyes almost glared out of his sockets The mighty lineup of fourteen people disappeared nine people in an instant There are only two fourth-grade supremes left, one third-grade supreme, one fifth-grade supreme, and one sixth-grade supreme And the other party just paid the price of Rui Butong A cloud of smoke exploded in the field, and Mo Tear'er's figure disappeared again in this cloud of smoke, disappearing without a trace.
Xiao Wufeng's eyes looked at the field with deep eyes, and stopped the other five-grade supreme who was about to make a move: "Slow." ” The Fifth Rank Supreme frowned and said, "Fourth brother, how?"
Xiao Wufeng snorted and said, "Martial Court, the strength of the other party, there is only one supreme in the sword, we don't know, but the others, it is clear that even so, should we have such a big loss?"
"It shouldn't be" Xiao Wuting took a deep breath: "But, it really happened. ” "All the credit is due to that person, Rui Butong" Xiao Wufeng looked at Rui Butong who was paralyzed on the ground like a mess of mud: "But, if it were any of us, would we be able to have such preparations, such schemes, and such deaths when we went to war?"
Xiao Wuting's eyes showed respect: "Can't" But he could and did not hesitate to do so; He didn't care about his own life, and used his life as a tool to exchange victory."
Xiao Wufeng sighed with a sigh in his eyes: "So, they were able to achieve this unimaginable record and preserve the strongest hero in the team."
Xiao Wuting was silent.
Indeed, at the beginning of the war, no matter what aspect of the performance, Rui Butong did not look like the kind of person who had no love, and had an extraordinary love for life Laughing and scolding against a strong enemy, calmly and unhurriedly going to the death What a detachment.
Xiao Wuting admitted to himself that although he was a five-grade supreme, he would never be able to do this: even if he was already in a desperate situation, he still had to struggle for himself, how could he take the initiative to sacrifice himself before he reached a desperate situation "I'm not as good as," Xiao Wuting said silently.
"This person deserves our respect, and when the battle is over, we would rather our own people be in the wilderness, and we should bury Rui Butong well" Xiao Wufeng's voice was full of sighs: "Our people died from carelessness, but people died from righteousness, and the difference between them is very different."
"The death of my own person makes the old man ashamed and the death of the enemy can make me respect" Xiao Wufeng's words were very heavy.
But Xiao Wuting didn't have a word to refute: that's true, what is there to say The strength is high at a glance.
But the unity of the team is even more clear Fearsome opponents At this moment, the terrible scream of "Ah, what's going on" came, and the second-grade supreme in the field suddenly began to pick his eyeballs frantically, and hissed: "Kill me, itch to death" The poison on the dark weapon of the ink tears has already attacked Xiao Wufeng and Xiao Wuting looked at each other, and their faces changed.
I saw that on the outside of this person's eyes, the bones that had rotted and were exposed, and the ink tears were so violent, they had reached such a point Xiao Wufeng let out a long sigh and stepped out, his sword light flashing.
The second-grade supreme of the Xiao family screamed, and then stood still in a daze, and on his heart, a wisp of blood spurted out, and the blood fell to the ground, and it had turned blue.
"Go ahead."
Xiao Wufeng sighed and slapped his palm.
The body of the Xiao family's second-grade supreme suddenly sank into the ground, and the underground seemed to be a bottomless swamp, engulfing his body in an instant.
Buried in the ground.
This poison cannot be treated, and this kind of corpse bones cannot be brought back to the family, so as to avoid an immeasurable disaster.
Then he raised his head and faced Dong Wuxian, his face became serious and heavy: "Awesome Second Master Dong, the old man really admires it very much" Dong Wu's wound was overflowing with shocking blood, he coughed, and simply spit it out, and the blood shot out like an arrow, and actually shot a deep hole in the ground.
Said: "You admire, how do you not admire, what?"
Xiao Wufeng said in a deep voice: "I don't have such a brother.
I envy, but alas, your brother, is dead."
Dong Wuxian's eyes drooped, he looked at Rui Butong not far away, and said: "My brother, I am proud of life and death, I have both" Xiao Wufeng snorted: "It's a good life and death" At this moment, a stunning red light suddenly flashed, and then there was a scream Xiao Wufeng and Dong Wuxian turned their heads to look, and for a while, the two of them were stunned at the same time There is nothing stranger than what is in front of you The four eyeballs of the two of us almost fell to the ground.
In the shadows, there was a soft cry, and there was a burst of mist, obviously, Mo Tear, who had hidden her figure, couldn't help but be shocked.
But now, no one cares about the ink tears, and everyone is dumbfounded when they look at the place where the red light shines.
I saw that over there, Mo Qingwu was dressed in red like fire, with a knife in his hand, and the clouds and mist were like a dream.
In front of her, a fourth-grade supreme body was in a different place, lying in a pool of blood.
The other Fourth-Rank Supreme stared at him, his hands trembling like chicken paws, and he looked at Mo Qingwu as if he had seen a ghost, stunned It turned out that when the battle was fierce just now, the two fourth-grade supremes had already bypassed the battle circle and came to Mo Qingwu's side.
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Mo Qingwu was standing calmly with a long knife with a sheath.
The Supreme smiled and said, "Miss Mo, you are a saint-level sixth-grade cultivator, at a young age, you can have such achievements, in this Nine Heavens, you are already the only old man who admires Ning Lao's training disciples, but in front of the old man, does Miss Mo still have to work hard?"
Mo Qingwu said lightly: "You and I are enemies, enemies meet each other, even if it is a nine-rank supreme, you have to fight hard, not to mention that you only have four grades" The Supreme laughed and said, "Miss Mo is really a big breath, Miss Mo has not only obtained the true inheritance of Ning Supreme's cultivation, but also the true inheritance of Ning Supreme Zun." ” Mo Qingwu asked coldly: "What true inheritance did I get, what does it have to do with you, or do you think that you can go hand in hand with my master, and you are already qualified to comment on my master's apprentice."
The Fourth-Rank Supreme was speechless for a moment, and his face turned red like a purple eggplant.
Yes, Ning Tianya's apprentice, no matter what it is, even if it is a natural waste material, it is not something that he can comment on as a fourth-grade supreme As Mo Qingwu said: You are the oldest But this Supreme Lord really didn't expect that Mo Qingwu's little girl's speech would be so sharp and ruthless.
Annoyed and angry, she said angrily: "Little woman, sharp tongue; Go back this time, see how the old man cleans up with you" opened his big hand, and grabbed the big thorn.
In his opinion, this one is caught, don't say that Mo Qingwu only has a sixth-grade saint-level cultivation, even if it is a first-grade supreme, it is also a hand-to-hand capture is two or three thousand years old, and if you deal with a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl, if you can't take it anymore, heaven will not tolerate it But just as he stretched out his hand to grab it, he saw the little girl reach out and grab the handle of the toy-like knife To be continued: