Carry out obscenity to the end

Although Xiao Jiannan is proud and conceited, he is ruthless in this set of swordsmanship to settle down and live. Now he has practiced the triple sword strength, and his father Xiao Yingxiong is only the fifth strength.

Xuan Cao still looked careless, but there was a touch of madness hidden in the depths of his eyes. His swordsmanship was slow and unrestrained, one sword in the east and the other in the west. The sword path was strange and there were no signs to follow. Desperate people dance swords wildly at will.

Surrounded by Xiao Jiannan's swordsmanship, he was like a mosquito trapped in a spider's web, struggling hard, constantly retreating, but kept being overtaken, and he couldn't get rid of it, and couldn't fight against it.

But just when Xiao Jiannan was about to urge the end of the most exquisite ultimate move in his Yunshui swordsmanship, Xuancao, who had always been inconspicuous, burst out with a dazzling light, and a powerful momentum appeared in his body.

It's like suddenly changing from a snot-nosed snake to a dragon dancing in the sky. It is still weird and unpredictable like a crazy swordsmanship. Under the support of a powerful force, it is like Yang Xue in boiling soup. No matter how much energy is hidden, it is like a failure, and it will be broken without any resistance. [

Under Xiao Jiannan's silly eyes, a bright sword tip touched his throat, and he swallowed unconsciously because of nervousness, and he could clearly feel the sword tip slicing across his skin , a shallow bloodstain appeared.

Xuan Cao returned to that casual look, as if he wasn't the one who got mad just now, and everything just now was just an illusion: "Young Master Xiao, you see what I said is right, as long as I draw the sword, Young Master Xiao will have no ability to resist at all. But having said that, Young Master Xiao's swordsmanship just now is pretty good, comparable to the Huakui sword dance I've seen before, it's really beautiful."

Mo Yi rubbed his nose lightly. Xuan Cao's victory was not an accident at all. The swordsmanship of Jade Immortal and even advanced martial arts, even advanced fighting is not a problem, let alone such a small character. But unexpectedly, Xuan Cao's mouth It's poisonous enough.

It seems that Xuancao's knot in Heilan Yishi's heart was always in his heart last time, and today he finally got his reward.

Xuancao walked back slowly, bowed respectfully to Mo Yi, and continued to play the role of a slave, but his eyes were full of emotion. If it wasn't for Mo Yi's help, he would have such a demeanor in this life. Complaints and complaints are no longer a grassroots that can be kneaded by others.

"In business, you must keep your promises." Mo Yi took out a five-color magic bead and played with it in his hand.

The brilliant light is like the most beautiful existence in the world. Anyone who sees it can't help but take it for themselves, especially those who know its sky-defying function are even more crazy.

Originally, he was going to go crazy and torture the useless Xiao Jiannan, but when he suddenly saw this colorful magic bead, Mr. Qian forgot everything in an instant. , on the fetish.

He stubbornly suppressed Zhu's urge to snatch it. Just an inconspicuous servant with such terrifying strength, even if he was the same sword as before, he could almost resist it if he was equal in cultivation.

It is naturally the best to be able to get the beads through trading, the Mo family, the water is very deep, there is no hole card, Qian Lao is not willing to be involved in such a whirlpool.

"I don't know what price Mr. Mo is asking, as long as we can get it out, we will definitely not bargain."

Mo Yi gently tossed the five-color magic beads up and down, making everyone's eyes move along with the beads, and then said with a smile: "Fresh, Mr. Qian is indeed an honest person. The beads I carry now are the last ones on my body." Originally sold for 5000 million spirit stones, but now this one is priced at 8000 million spirit stones for Qian Lao, I wonder if Qian Lao thinks it is reasonable?"

Qian Lao was bleeding internally, this price was several times more expensive than the price from the moth, it was purely taking himself for granted.

8000 million spirit stones are not enough to take all my old lives, so I can only use the public treasury, no matter what, get the beads first, and take revenge on this son later.

Qian Lao showed an ugly smile: "It's really not expensive, this divine bead is totally worth the price."

Mo Yi laughed: "Mr. Qian is really a straightforward person. I believe you don't mind paying for the Lingshi first, do you? You definitely don't want to be a white wolf."

Old Qian was furious. This kid was so aggressive that he forced himself with words. It was really hateful.

Qian Lao gritted his teeth, and after counting breaths, he threw a storage ring to Mo Yi.

Mo Yi's spiritual sense penetrated in, and he was immediately happy. [

Good guy, they are all high-quality spirit stones, not only first-grade spirit stones, but also many middle-grade spirit stones.

The higher the rank of the spirit stone, the more helpful it is for cultivation.

One hundred first-grade spirit stones can be exchanged for at most one middle-grade spirit stone.

Middle-grade spirit stones are already the reserve resources of many big sects.

As for the higher top-grade spirit stones, they are already a kind of strategic resource, and they should never be seen easily.

The legendary top-level spirit stones are hard to come by. Every top-level cultivator cherishes them and will never leak them.

Legend has it that just talking about a few top-level spirit stones can help a strong person who has just entered the heavenly level enter the heavenly level and reach perfection. If there are more top-level spirit stones, it may even pave the way for ascension.

Regardless of Qian Lao's strength, at least his courage satisfied Mo Yite. In comparison, Xian Yundao was much more downcast. He paid so many spirit stones, but they were all first-grade spirit stones.

It seems that it makes sense that the Southeast Region is the weakest in the Haoran Realm, as can be seen from the Lingshi deposit alone.

"Okay, Mr. Qian is really a straightforward person. My Mo family likes to do business with customers like you the most. Now that the spirit stone has been collected, this five-color magic bead belongs to you. Next." Mo Yi held the five-color god in his hand. The pearl was cast high and high, and the color of the melody shone charmingly in the sunlight, drawing a very beautiful arc in the air, and the landing point was exactly where Qian Lao was.

Mr. Qian was more excited, his wish for many years finally had hope.

People are not afraid of failure, but they are afraid of despair. After several struggles, there is no hope. That kind of life is the most fearful.

However, Mr. Qian did not know how many times he hit the heavenly ranks, but he failed every time, and his mentality was already a serious sequelae.

Now that fate favored him again, how could he be calm, so he waited patiently, watching the five-colored divine orb flying slowly from above, he was unwilling to wait for a moment, soaring upwards, he wanted to catch the divine orb even a second earlier.

However, as soon as he moved, there was a very subtle sound of air blasting, and a figure suddenly appeared and rushed towards the Five Colors Divine Orb at a speed faster than lightning.