Mo Qiu’s Immortal Fate

A spy?

Traitor?

Duan De, who suddenly appeared here, and the last time they were tough in disregard of opposition, they wanted to take up more of the goods.

All of these show that the one who colluded with the remnants of Black Fiend Cult is Purple Yang Sect's father and son of Duan!

How dare they?

Mo Qiu was surprised and angry in his heart, but he didn't dare to be distracted. In the forest, he moved the movement method crazy forward.

"shua!"

A faint sound of breaking through the air came from behind, the skin on the back of his neck tightened, and the whole person rushed forward.

"Duh! Duh!"

Two muffled sounds, two darts suddenly appeared on the trunk in front.

hidden weapon!

"You can run!" A person sneered, turning his hands when he was rushing forward, and hit him head-on.

Before the palm is close, the howling wind has assaults the senses.

Inflow expert!

Besides Duan De, the people behind actually have an acquired Martial Artist.

Mo Qiu's heart was beating wildly, and he turned over and jumped subconsciously, with his palms across his chest, pressing lightly in response to the approaching force.

"Peng!"

Giant strength came, his body trembled, and his whole body fell backward about one zhang, and continued to flee after a tumbling.

It looks like his movements are extremely embarrassing, but if you observe closely, you can find that Mo Qiu's speed has not slowed down from beginning to end, and even the distance between them has been slightly extended by this force.

"Stop him!" Duan De gloomy face chased from the side:

"He must have found the camp. If the news leaks, all of us will have to die!"

His voice is hurried, implying anxiety, and the movement method is stretched out and flickers forward one after another, and the speed is much faster than Mo Qiu.

The beauty of Lightweight Art can only be fully demonstrated when it is cultivated to True Qi.

The footwork of Body Refinement Realm, regardless of speed and flexibility, Innate is weaker than the Lightweight Art promoted by True Qi.

Duan De holds the long sword in his hand, his murderous intention is condensed in his eyes, obviously he does not intend to stay alive.

"No!" The black clothed person hearing this on the side suddenly stopped and his eyes flickered:

"I don’t know yet at the camp, if there is someone else..., he Leave it to you, I'll go back and report."

Duan De frowned subconsciously, but he knew the severity of the matter, so he nodded:

"Also."

trifling A Body Refinement Martial Artist, he asked himself to kill easily.

At the moment, everyone was divided. The black clothed person returned to the camp with a few people, leaving the three of them to follow Duan De to continue chasing and killing them.

The stars in the sky are sparse, the halo is dim, and the forest is even darker, and you can barely see your fingers.

"crash-bang..."

The silhouette shuttles, and its disease is like an arrow.

Mo Qiu's whole body vigorously surged in an orderly manner. When he stepped on his feet, the earth exploded and the whole person flew forward with his strength.

He is fast, someone is faster than him!

"Let's stay!" Duan De, like a goshawk, jumped about one zhang, and the long sword hit Mo Qiu's head from top to bottom.

The sword light trembled and differentiated into three illusory shadows, and locked in the three dead spots of Parkway, Chengguang, and Heavenspan.

Mo Qiu only felt his head sink, and had to stop, shaking his body and swords all out of the sheath.

One blade one sword criss-crossed, turning into a cross and rising against the trend, it actually locks the sword light in it with extreme precision.

"When..."

Metal collision, its voice is melodious.

Duan De landed lightly, trembling with long sword in his hand, and couldn't help but look at Mo Qiu in surprise:

"What a kung fu with swords and swords!"

Even if he just hit it casually, he couldn't be stopped by a Body Refinement Martial Artist.

"You are not bad either." Mo Qiu turned his head and saw that no one followed temporarily, and could not help being relaxed.

Fighting alone and being beaten by others have as different as heaven and earth.

Even if the two are equal in strength, and the other has a weaker, a little distraction can turn the situation around.

Even more how, on the cultivation base, Mo Qiu is not as good as each other.

"Heh..." Duan De took Mo Qiu's actions in the entire scene, corner of the mouth raised, and couldn't help but chuck softly:

"Kill you, still Use it..."

"bang!"

His eyes suddenly shrink before he can speak.

But at the moment he spoke, Mo Qiu suddenly leaped forward, and his body burst out with qi and blood.

For the past three years, the cultivation Buddha has grown stronger and stronger, and the fleshy body has been tempered with Vajra Butter.

These make Mo Qiu's heritage far beyond the ordinary Body Refinement Martial Artist.

As for how strong the Strength of Fleshly Body is, even he himself does not know how strong it is today, but it is definitely not weaker than Shuanggui branch Gu Wu.

This suddenly erupted, blood surging, and a sharp long howling sound came from the air under the sword swing.

Yin-Yang Confusion Blade-Cut the wind!

Time is pressing and the situation is critical. Mo Qiu is the ultimate move in Yin-Yang Confusion Blade.

The sword raged in the wind, and the strong wind screamed, completely enveloped the opponent for a time.

Duan De complexion greatly changed, and a warning sign rose in his heart.

A Body Refinement Martial Artist...

How dare you even threaten yourself?

Under the combination of surprised and angry, the True Qi in his body turns sharply, his eyes are full of purple glow, and the dazzling sword light suddenly blooms.

Purple Yang Divine Art!

The word chasing soul electric sword!

If Mo Qiu's swords strike like a squally rainstorm, then Duan De's sword light is like thunder and lightning.

The sword light just flashed, and the wind and rain suddenly stopped in front of me.

Mo Qiu whirls the sword, the five internal organs squirm crazily, the thunder of tigers and leopards vibrates the bones, bones and flesh, and Dragon Snake Strength surges in an orderly manner.

The body that has been forged by Vajra Butter with thousands of hammers is actually hard to resist the invasion of True Qi without retreating in the slightest.

As soon as the sword force is collected, the blood is like a volcano that has been accumulated for a long time, suddenly erupting, and the sword turns into a violent wind swept away.

Chaotic cloak! Upside down! Total Annihilation! Yin-Yang Chaos!

In a short moment, he used many of the ultimate moves of Yin-Yang Confusion Blade one after another, and swarmed his opponents.

"Ding Ding...Dangdang..."

The weapon collided with strength and howled.

The two changed their bodies, and their moves collided, and Duan De's expression became more ugly.

He is an acquired expert, and his cultivation is Purple Yang Sect, the original Purple Yang Divine Art, the one-character soul chasing electric sword.

But then, it was actually crushed and beaten!

Although Mo Qiu doesn't have True Qi, its explosive strength is amazing. Every breath and breath are like tiger's roar dragon's cry.

The strength of the muscles and bones is even more powerful, with a simple Strength of Fleshly Body sword slashing against the opponent's True Qi, without losing the wind for a while.

Especially the combination of swords and swords...

Swords are not swords, and swords are not swords. The moves are weird and inexplicable. You can't guard against it, and you don't know how to resist it.

Duan De can only barely support it even though he has put all his swords into the soul chasing electric sword. There is no chance of winning in a short period of time.

A Body Refinement Martial Artist ……

He has achieved True Qi achievement acquired without training, how could this person's strength be so strong?

You must know that even Gu Wu and Miao Yuantong have never forced him to this level!

As everyone knows, Mo Qiu is also inwardly grumbled.

He doesn't have True Qi in his body, and his strength can only be resisted with his fleshy body. Even if he runs the Dragon Snake Strength to relieve his strength, his muscles and muscles are already weakened. If he continues, he will definitely be unable to bear it.

Even more how, the black clothed person behind will arrive soon.

The formidable power of the Yin-Yang Confusion Blade is indeed not weak, and his control of the moves is even more utterly indifferent, but also because there is no True Qi, he can't give full play to his power.

Insufficient cultivation base and low realm is his biggest weakness.

"Heh..." eyes flashed, Mo Qiu immediately lighted:

"Young Master Duan is really good in ability, diignified inflow expert, Purple Yang Sect true inheritance dísciple, Jinglian I can’t take a small Body Refinement Martial Artist."

"No..."

He disdainful smile, said:

"It should be said, Young Master Duan, who has the Purple Yang Divine Art and the one-word soul chasing electric sword, is being crushed and beaten by a body refinement person. If this scene is seen by others, I am afraid that it will laugh out loud."

"It's really good ability!"

"Receive my move, Yin-Yang Chaos!"

The sword divides Yin and Yang, sometimes the sword is yang, the sword is yin, and the sword is sometimes For Yang, the sword is for Yin, Yin and Yang are confused, forcing the opponent to retreat again and again.

Being so insulted by someone, but having to retreat, Duan De couldn't help but his eyes throbbed, burning with anger, and suddenly roared:

"courting death!"

"Bang..."

True Qi surges in the body, the sword light in the palm rises sharply, and the dazzling sword light is like a thunder dancing wildly, sweeping in front of you.

The word chasing soul electric sword-electric dance raging!

Mo Qiu's eyes lit up, while holding his breath Qi Condensation, the realm secret technique of locking the body was instantly displayed.

Burning blood!

Bang...

The blood rushes, like a big dragon sweeping across the body, and a strange blood red appears on the skin.

The strength in the palm is also a little bigger.

At the same time, the sword in his hand retracted homeopathically, closed like a seal, wrapping himself firmly, saving as much energy as possible.

"ding ding dong dong......"

Mo Qiu was trembling with his body and his sword was shaking, desperately maintaining his defense.

Until...

"Dead!"

Duan De roared, the sword light burst again, and instantly wringed the long knife in Mo Qiu's hand, but it was also strong Exhausted.

After he regained his strength a bit, he planned to send the sword away and completely end his opponent, and he saw a cold glow in front of him.

Five Steps Single Death!