She took the Xiuxian cannon fodder script

193 Chapter 192 Battle
Mo Zhixue didn't know how this information came from?
But instinctively moved forward, and soon came to the cold water pool.

Looking at this place in amazement, for some reason, her body became hot, as if there was a gust of hot air continuously gushing out of her body, trying to wrap her on fire.

Mo Zhixue felt that something was wrong, and quickly suppressed the surging and boiling flame in her body with her spiritual power.

Mo Yuheng hid in the dark with a slight curl of his mouth, and quietly lit the refined spice in his hand. The quiet and cold fragrance made it difficult to detect where it came from.

Slowly becoming stronger, no abnormalities can be detected.

It was such a scent that Mo Zhixue felt her body couldn't bear it, and her face turned pale.

Before she could react, a man suddenly hugged her from behind.

"Who?"

Mo Zhixue felt dizzy now, unable to exert all her strength.

Mo Yuheng heard that the movement outside was sparse, so he quickly blocked his ears, don't see and don't listen to insults.

She just played the role of a small screw in it, closing her eyes and exhaling spiritual energy into her body.

But then she realized something was wrong, opened her eyes and looked at Mo Zhixue who was holding a whip in her hand and pierced the neck of the man who came to insult her.

There was a serious and decisive look on his face, and he didn't want to let the other party go.

The man's throat felt very painful, and he quickly reached out to cover his throat, but he couldn't cover the whip that the other party took away.

I feel cold all over, and the blood is constantly losing.

The man hooted a few times and couldn't make a sound, then fell to the ground and couldn't get up again.

Mo Zhixue suddenly crashed into the pool of water.

Mo Yuheng yelled inwardly that it was not good, and pinched the formula with both hands.

I used my hole cards in advance, I had already thought about the countermeasures that the heroine was not easy to deal with, and it really worked.

A formation slowly appeared on the surface of the pool, and then turned into a sharp sword to attack Mo Zhixue.

Mo Zhixue's hair stood on end, she had already noticed the strangeness behind her.

He didn't care about whether his hands would be destroyed, and stretched out his hands to tightly grasp the two sharp swords.

A strange golden light appeared in the hands, and the hands were as hard as iron pillars, and there was nothing to do but consume spiritual power.

"Who come out for me, get out for me."

Mo Zhixue burst out with deep anger in her chest.

Mo Yuheng didn't want to hide, and a bow and arrow appeared in his hand quickly.

Feeling a little heavy in my heart, it really is that the heroine is not so easy to deal with, and she seems to have got some opportunities that she doesn't know about, just like that, I don't know what skills caused it.

But it must come from exercising the hands.

Without saying a word, she bent her bow and set her arrows, injecting fiery red aura, and the ice blue flames burned blazingly.

Dazzling like the sun's rays, a piece of iron will instantly melt into a liquid when approached.

"Huo Ling is you, are you crazy?"

Mo Zhixue was so angry that she didn't use the whip in her hand to lash towards the opponent, leaving no strength left.

How could Mo Yuheng let the other party succeed, not to mention that Mo Zhixue is now at the end of his battle.

"Shhhhhh!"

Arrows shot out one after another, attacking Mo Zhixue with a strong light.

Mo Zhixue's body swayed slightly to try to block it, but that strong flame devoured the opponent's magic weapon like an ancient body.

Mo Zhixue was taken aback: "This is a strange fire, one of the four great strange fires, how could it appear on you? It doesn't match your attributes."

Huo Ling's identity is Yao Guang's core disciple, but he doesn't have that kind of talent.

How could it appear on the opponent's body, even if you beat him to death, you wouldn't believe it.

With the visitation of the spiritual sense, the eyes gradually turned black, revealing a strange light of the divine light, trying to see who is pretending to be the fire spirit.

It's a pity that there seemed to be a cloud of chaos blocking her vision, making her unable to see clearly.

Mo Yuheng had scruples in his heart about Mo Zhixue's last Mo Lao, but since he hadn't appeared for so long, there was a faint guess in his heart that was finally confirmed.

Sure enough, the last calculation was successful, and Mo Zhixue lost the biggest reliance in her hands, Mo Lao, the golden finger.

Now he has no scruples to speed up the movements in his hands, and the flying arrows continue to hit and go.

Mo Zhixue was struggling more and more, her face turned pale, and the blood in her body surged, unable to restrain the heat wave.

It kept moving in the body, and blood overflowed.

"Damn, hate, hate."

Mo Zhixue shouted in her heart, she didn't want to die, she had a lot of things to do.

I don't want to be young, and the good times will be blocked here from now on.

I was about to take out the fourth-grade magic talisman in my hand to make the last move, and I felt very heartbroken. I paid a huge price for such a magic talisman, and even the master Xuanyu wanted to take the jade pendant, but he left nothing for her in the end Save your life.

I was so angry that I dared not speak out.

I can only secretly hate the loss of being dumb this time.

Why didn't Mo Yuheng know what the other party wanted to do, and he didn't care about other things. He took out the flying sword and used the sword to step on his feet. Waves of wind and spiritual power gushed out of his body, and the artistic conception of wind circulated around his body.

The speed was so fast that Mo Zhixue's head was a little dizzy, and the speed was too late.

With a sound of "噗呲", it directly penetrated the opponent's heart.

Mo Zhixue was horrified, and decisively pulled out the flying sword with her golden hands.

"How could you penetrate my body protection? Sure enough, you are not a fire spirit, but a sword cultivator, so you have such a great attack power. And your spiritual root attribute is a mutant spiritual root. I don't remember offending you like No. 1 figure."

Mo Zhixue had no intention of running away at all, when the Pei Yuan Pill appeared in her hand, she stuffed it into her mouth like a jelly bean without hesitation, bit it open and turned it into spiritual power and rushed into her body.

Mo Yuheng didn't expect that the other party would really grow up. She hasn't changed so much in a few months. Even if she is the heroine, it shouldn't be like this.

Raising his eyebrows, he quickly put aside such thoughts, and at this dangerous moment, he had no choice but to fight desperately.

At this moment, Mo Yuheng showed his combat experience and cultivation achievements during this period. Mo Zhixue threw a huge sphere out of nowhere, trying to hit Mo Yuheng.
The Mo Yuheng sword was held by the opponent, and he couldn't take out the thing that rubbed against the iron in time

So he clenched his hands into a fist and sent out the sword light with the artistic conception of wind, and water splashed up one after another.

Sounds of piercing the air split the air and collided with the sphere, turning into waves of wind that spread out in all directions.

Unexpectedly, Mo Yuheng was still a body trainer, and Mo Zhixue was terrified.

Regardless of other things, he took out a life-saving defensive talisman and blocked it in front of him.

Mo Yuheng also had no choice but to slam into that protective shield.

The other party later said that she was not without, and had already arranged a second-order formation behind the other party.

Mo Zhixue stepped in in a panic and unconsciously, her physical strength was insufficient to support this attack.

Rumbling, rumbling, the sound of explosions hit her body, as if there were many ants gnawing on her body, which was very painful.

It was the first time Mo Zhixue encountered such a strong danger, and she was frightened and frightened.

Facing such a strong sense of death for the first time, the powerful crisis made her panic, and she slowly regained her composure.

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