Legend of Fighting Emperor

The three men and one woman were the four people from Longhu Gang, Zhuang Cheng, Xie Jin, Hu Zhong Wen and Mo Lian. The one leading them was Zhuang Cheng and that Mo Lian, they were both at the fourth level of Qi Condensation, and the other two were Third Level of Qi Condensation.

"Yo!" "Junior apprentice-brother, are you training in this desolate mountain?" "Xie Jin, who was walking in front of us, said, his eyes full of disdain and anger." I don't think Junior Brother's fireball is good? Since senior has met them, and we are all of the same sect, senior will reluctantly teach them to you! "

"Hmm? It was actually extinguished? Did he slap his hands down? " A look of disbelief appeared on Xie Jin's face. When he bullied his fellow sect disciple, the Fire Snake Technique was always effective. It would always be able to light up his disciple's green robe. Unless Xie Jin deliberately extinguished it, the other's hands would not be able to destroy it.

"Hmph, petty tricks." Zhuang Cheng snorted coldly, looked at Mo Lian, and understood.

Zhuang Cheng suddenly pulled out the blade on his back, and shouted: "Slash it! Break!" The blade in his hand descended, and fiercely slashed towards Mu Xuan. The blade light was like a rainbow, its spirit energy penetrating through the entire blade, carrying with it a heavy burden as it slashed towards Mu Xuan's head. At the same time, Mo Lian quietly took out a black ancient wooden bottle from her bosom. The inside of the bottle was pitch black, as if it was so deep that the bottom couldn't be seen. Mo Lian held the wooden basin in his hand, chanted an incantation and threw it towards Mu Xuan. All she saw was traces of black light splashing out of the wooden bowl, and like the black water, it fanned out towards Mu Xuan.

Ever since the black wooden bottle was pulled out, the surrounding space began to move in a strange way. Mu Xuan's heart suddenly jumped, especially his left eye, for the first time ever, it gave birth to a feeling of shock. The Second Seal's psychokinesis instantly showed signs of instability. Seeing the black light that the black wooden bottle had poured over, Mu Xuan's left eye jumped non-stop, the second seal's psychokinesis instantly disappeared. The two fire serpents that were fifteen meters tall, the silver short sword that was forty meters long, and the three silver spikes that were ten meters wide actually came to life, and slashed towards Mu Xuan together with the blade light.

Not good, that black light can remove spirit energy control.

Mu Xuan retreated quickly, at the same time, he had nine dragon scales hidden in his right palm. He didn't have enough time to wait for the other dragon scales before the flying sword in his right hand suddenly descended. He used the momentum to lift it up and collided with the blade light, short sword, and silver nail. With a "clang" sound, the light of the blade dissipated and the short sword was broken. The two silver nails fell to the ground, and his right hand was completely numb. At the same time, two fire serpents appeared in front of him in an instant. Mu Xuan struck out with his left palm continuously, and with the strength of his second layer of Qi Condensation, he struck two fire serpents respectively. The violent fire cloud aura collided with the fire serpents, and the fire serpents dispersed. His left hand was burnt to a crisp and his palm was instantly charred. Mu Xuan immediately lowered his left hand and the wood bud crystal vein in his body suddenly extended all the way to his left hand. In a blink of an eye, the skin on his palm recovered back to normal.

"You are quite capable!" Seeing that the young man in front of him had actually caught his move of 'Setting Sun with a Long Blade', Zhuang Cheng was no longer careless.

"Humph!" No matter how shocking your psychokinesis is, if you meet my ink-jar treasure, you can only admit defeat! " Mo Lian said haughtily.

Mu Xuan still did not say a word, the coldness in his eyes grew even stronger.

"Little Junior Brother Mu Xuan, you saw it too! Actually, we're letting you win! After coming to outer sect, you only took three weeks to break through to the second layer of Qi Condensation. Now, as long as you hand over the great treasure you cultivated in, we will overturn it today. Otherwise … Zhuang Cheng laughed.

"Cultivation treasure?" Mu Xuan suddenly looked confused, "What treasure?"

"Alright! I remind you kindly. Ten Thousand Beast Mountain Range, Black Python Scale Leopard, that white light! " Zhuang Cheng immediately ridiculed.

"Hmm? You are part of Zhuang Wenhu's group! Mu Xuan's eyes revealed a overflowing hatred, the anger in his body immediately ignited. In Ten Thousand Beast Mountain Range's battle, his palms were shattered, his left arm was broken, and his back was scorched and rotten. If it weren't for xylenol saving him, he would have already died. Thinking of the Black Python Scale Panther, thinking of the white robed cultivator Zhuang Wenhu, Mu Xuan wanted to tear them apart immediately.

It's no wonder that the four of them attacked ferociously the moment they appeared, wanting to kill me!

"Humph!" You bunch of Zhuang Wenhu's lackeys, come! Master Mu will teach you how to conduct yourselves! " He started to curse furiously. Mu Xuan held the sword in his right hand, the Spirit Qi in his body was revolving frantically as he poured into the flying sword through his palm. At the same time, the other six dragon scales also entered the sword body. There was a faint tinge of red on his body, it seemed like he had already touched upon the traces of the first stage of Pentavirin. Blinking his left eye, he prepared his second seal once again.