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Huangjia Village.

Looking at the disciples of the Taichu Sect, Huang Erlang was actually a little unsure of himself.

It wasn't that they didn't want to run away, but the adult who had given them the power of calamity ordered them to test the strength of the Primordial Beginning Sect.

The three ghosts of the Huang family were just brothers who were independent cultivators, and they were wanted by the ancient magic world for their many evil deeds.

When they were desperate, a master from the Calamity Sect found them and gave them a power that would allow them to roam freely in the chaotic world.

With the help of the calamity, their cultivation level broke through from the low level two to level three, a level they never dared to dream of in their entire lives.

The price is that they must always be subservient to each other.

Of course, the three Huang brothers weren't stupid. They knew they weren't strong enough, so they decided to have the eldest brother absorb all the calamity that would lead to the massacre of the village.

Only in this way could they possibly survive the first wave of pursuit by the Taichu Sect, or even fight back and kill their enemies, before returning to report back.

"If we can stall for another five minutes, our eldest brother will be able to refine all that calamity."

Huang Er and Huang San both channeled their true qi, which, unlike that of ordinary seekers of the Dharma, was dark red.

As rogue cultivators, they naturally didn't have any good cultivation techniques; what they practiced was just ordinary Qi-guiding techniques.

However, under the influence of the calamity, their strength should not be underestimated.

Whoosh!

Bai Daoran was the one who made the first move.

Huang Er felt a blur before his eyes, and the next second he was kicked away by Bai Daoran, crashing through earthen walls and houses.

Still featuring sword and leg techniques.

This is the fastest leg technique in the Supreme Righteous Dharma. Mo Lan and Bai Daoran saw it every time they sparred, but they couldn't dodge it.

"This kid has terrifying speed and strength...!"

Huang Er was shocked. Even with his true qi protecting him, several of his ribs were still broken.

Meanwhile, Mo Lan and Gu Qingli joined forces to besiege Huang San.

The other disciples stayed outside to keep watch and prevent the enemy from escaping, since intervening rashly might disrupt the masters' duel.

"These two guys are tough to deal with!"

Gu Qingli's wind energy was incredibly sharp; after only a few exchanges, it left Huang San with several deep, bone-revealing wounds.

With Mo Lan assisting him, he was completely unable to exchange blows, because this blue-eyed brat was specifically targeting his weaknesses when making his moves.

Those heterochromatic eyes... seemed to be able to see through all his moves.

that's the truth.

Those who seek the Dharma need to mobilize their internal Qi for targeted enhancement when attacking or defending.

Mo Lan, who possesses "six eyes," can easily see through the direction of every strand of true qi.

Whether it's an attack or a defense, it's crystal clear.

In addition, it must be said...

"It's really fun to gang up on someone."

In less than ten rounds, Mo Lan and Gu Qingli beat Huang San to a pulp, knocking out all his front teeth.

Gu Qingli changed her move, and the sharp wind energy in her hand transformed into a sword blade, directly severing half of Huang San's arm in mid-air.

Just as she was about to receive the second sword strike, an extremely terrifying aura suddenly attacked the two of them from the depths of Huangjia Village.

The astonishing force sent Gu Qingli flying through the air, back to Mo Lan's side.

"Third brother!"

The eldest son of the Huang family finally appeared, caught Huang San, and looked worried.

"Big Brother!" Huang San clutched his shoulder, his eyes bloodshot. "That woman was formidable, and that blue-eyed kid! He's a little beast too."

"It's alright, I'm here."

"Even if you are from the Taichu Sect, I will make sure you never return."

Dark red Qi surged into the sky from Huang Dalang's body. It was a power enhanced by the power of the calamity, far surpassing ordinary true Qi.

His gaze was filled with murderous intent as he coldly stared at Mo Lan and Gu Qingli.

"Uncle-Master, I'll leave this guy to you. I'll take care of Huang San first." Mo Lan cracked his neck and got serious.

"Be careful," Gu Qingli replied, holding the Wind Qi Sword.

"Junior brother, do you need our help?"

The senior brothers standing by looked on with concern.

"No need, senior brothers. You can continue to cover for me."

Mo Lan smiled slightly. He raised his fists, and clouds swirled in his hands. Suddenly, the true qi in his body began to surge, increase in strength, and multiply!

Magnetic field rotation - 50,000 horsepower!

The magnetic field rotation enhanced by martial arts and the magnetic field rotation without martial arts enhancement are completely different skills.

He was just playing a supporting role earlier, but now he's going to get serious.

"This kid..."

Huang San frowned. The kid in front of him, who had initially been just a bit of a troublesome brat, had suddenly changed his demeanor and was now giving him a deep sense of danger?!

How could this kid, whose life cultivation level is only level two, possibly exert such terrifying pressure on him?

Sa!

A strong wind blew in, and Huang San instinctively tried to dodge, but he didn't expect Mo Lan to be so fast that he had no time to react...

The fist arrived before the sound.

Mo Lan's left fist struck Huang San squarely in the chest.

"Supreme Breaking Fist!"

not good!

Huang San's face darkened, as if a heavy hammer had struck his lungs, causing him to stop breathing for a moment.

thumping!!

The force of the second burst of punch sent Huang San flying several meters, crashing into the earthen wall of Huangjia Village, causing it to crack inch by inch.

"puff!!"

Huang San tilted his head back and spat out a mouthful of blood, mixed with broken internal organs and flesh.

"Third brother!!"

Huang Dalang shouted anxiously, but he couldn't spare the time to deal with Mo Lan and could only watch helplessly as Mo Lan walked towards the other party step by step.

"You brat, how dare you!!" Huang Dalang roared angrily.

Splash!

At that moment, a light rain began to fall.

Under the moonlight, Mo Lan looked excited, her azure eyes gleaming in the night.

Those eyes held a pure killing intent that terrified Huang San, without a trace of impurity.

The former Mo Lan was like a child who held the power of a magnetic field but was playing a water-splashing game.

Now, after a week of special training, he has completely transformed the magnetic field rotation into his own weapon.

It permeates every move and every stance of his!

"Hey, can you still fight?"

Mo Lan suddenly stopped and asked him with a smile.

Despite the shattering pain in his chest, Huang Sanqiang's gaze was cold and resentful: "Why not... a mere brat!"

"Really? That's wonderful."

Mo Lan gave a satisfied look, her smile gentle.

But in Huang San's eyes, he was a devil in the guise of an angel.

Mo Lan lowered her body slightly and once again assumed the Flowing Cloud Hand posture.

Realizing what he was about to do, Huang Dalang became completely enraged: "You dare!!"

He exerted all his strength, unleashing his full power of true qi, in an attempt to repel Gu Qingli, but Gu Qingli was no pushover either.

The myriad wisps of wind, like maggots clinging to bones, clung tightly to Huang Dalang.

"Third brother, run! You're no match for that brat!" Huang Dalang shouted.

Mo Lan also made a move at this moment.

"Supreme Breaking Fist!"

Huang San, who had prepared in advance, had some expectation of what was to come, but he simply didn't have enough strength to dodge Mo Lan's punch.

Mo Lan now has high damage output with both her left and right punches.

What was Huang San thinking in his last moments before he died?

Mo Lan didn't want to know.

thumping!!

His fist, with overwhelming force, broke Huang San's arm straight down.

Its momentum continued unabated, breaking through the opponent's true qi defenses and piercing through Huang San's heart and chest.

"Third brother!!" Huang Dalang shouted.

"puff!"

Huang San lowered his head and spat out a mouthful of black blood with difficulty.

His body trembled slightly, and he reached out his severed arm toward Huang Dalang. Was he asking for help?

"Big, big brother..."

His gaze was fixed on Huang Dalang, as if he wanted to say something.

thumping!!

Mo Lan did not give him the chance to leave his last words.

The force of the second explosion blasted Huang San's entire upper body into a cloud of blood mist, splattering onto the earthen wall behind him.

"Want to leave a will? There's no way you're getting away with that."

"Third brother!!!"

Huang Dalang's voice was heart-wrenching, and tears instantly welled up in his eyes.

The three of them grew up together, and now the youngest brother died in front of him, causing Huang Dalang great heartache.

pat.

Mo Lan shook the blood off her hands and turned to look at the other person.

He lifted his blood-stained cheek, revealing a wicked smile:

"Did you cry?"

"How disgusting! I never thought that scum like you could have feelings."

"If you're going to cry, cry louder, because..."

"I can't hear you."

Mo Lan's nonchalant voice was filled with the exhilaration of being bathed in blood.

Huang Dalang's blood boiled instantly, and he charged at Mo Lan without regard for anything else.

"Ahhhhh!"

"You scoundrel, give me your life!!"