Mo Qiu’s Immortal Fate

Buzz, buzz...

In the palm of Hall Master Shi, the forged rod of steel essence shook his hand and made a buzzing sound.

Like a bronze bell, trembling in all directions.

A sudden stabbing, even more piercing screams, but the sound made many bandits pale.

Facing the front, I am afraid it will be a hole, without exception.

The sticks are like spears, sticking, stabbing, throwing, and banging. Many methods are turned into oolongs, wrapped in several feet, with terrifying power.

"hong long long......"

In a flash, the compacted ground all split up and in pieces, the soil was flying, the smoke was everywhere, and the naked eye was hard to see.

Just listen to the loud noise, which comes from it.

"The three chiefs." A bandit with worry on his face, asked in a low voice:

"Big Chief, will you be okay?"

"Don't worry. "Lan Xiuying's beautiful eyes flickered:

"Although this man is very strong, he is not yet an opponent of the big boss."

The air in the field shook, and the smoke scattered, showing Hall Master Shi is holding a club and spears immediately.

"Hah!"

He shouted in his mouth, raised his front hand slightly, contracted his back hand, shook his waist and abdomen, and slammed the stick.

In an instant, his Essence, Qi, and Spirit were all melted into this stick.

A flat front stab was hit, but it was like a wave rolling wildly, and the several feet ahead were full of gusts of wind.

On the ground, large plots of land, the crash-bang was lifted by force.

"Peng!"

The abrupt end of such a powerful stick.

The green-faced tiger smiled grimly, stretched forward with one hand, his arm flushed with blood, and tightly held the tip of the club.

"So it was Spear Art?"

He disdainful smile, stomped his feet, and infinite giant strength emerged, pushing Hall Master Shi back again and again.

"Go to the gun head, don't you want to kill, do you?"

The front was punched out, Hall Master Shi's body was shaken, and the corners of his mouth were already overflowing with bloodshot eyes.

"Hide the cultivation base, do you want to be an expert in the world, right?"

With a palm down, Hall Master Shi tried desperately to intercept with a stick, but was swept away by the giant strength to fiercely.

"There is a story, right?"

"To be a great hero, right?"

The green-faced tiger roared again and again, with a blow in the palm of his hand. After a heavy blow, it was blood red in the end.

The palm comes out, and the red light surges, just like a malicious ghost.

"Kneel down to Laozi!"

"Peng!"

Hall Master Shi knelt on the ground with a soft knee, with a stick in his hand, It was also blasted into several interceptions.

A terrifying coercion emerged in front of him. It was difficult to resist even his hard work, even the roar in his mouth appeared to be weaker and weaker.

"hmph!"

The green-faced tiger strode forward, sneered on his face, stretched out his big hand, and easily clasped the top of Hall Master Shi's head.

"If you want to be a hero, you must also see if you have this ability!"

"Hiss..."

He took a deep breath and eyes There was a vague red glow pulsating, and a strange energy burst out of the palm of his hand.

Energetic energy rushed into Hall Master Shi's body, madly rolling the essence energy, and then moved towards the upper side again.

"What?"

"no!"

Hall Master Shi body trembled, his eyes widened, but he couldn't stop the blood flow out of the body.

Only three or five breaths, the original burly man has shrivelled and shriveled, like a seventy-year-old man.

These weird scenes not only make the onlookers look like a devil, but even the bandits turn pale.

Lan Xiuying tightened her beautiful eyes, showing concern:

"The master's skill is becoming more and more overbearing, but the temperament is also becoming more and more ferocious..."

"Who is in charge here?"

Suddenly, a light and fluttering voice fell in everyone's ears clearly.

Even if the surrounding wind roared and the fire burst, it could not be suppressed.

The crowd was taken aback, and looked towards the side.

There, a man with the appearance of a weak scholar took the child and stood quietly in the field.

Although the visitor seemed weak, Lan Xiuying was subconsciously tensing her body, touching the soft whip on her waist with one hand.

When did this person come here?

Although her movements are very small, she failed to escape Mo Qiu's perception. She immediately looked sideways:

"Is it you?"

Before falling, his figure appeared in front of the opponent, and the two were less than three feet apart.

No one can see how he moves, just like a ghost appearing in the day, making people chill.

"Uh..."

Lan Xiuying opened her mouth slightly, subconsciously trying to do something, but found that she couldn't move at all.

It's like an invisible mountain imprisoning the body, except for the sound, even a blink of an eye can't be achieved.

What's the matter?

"Good!"

In the field.

The green-faced tiger's eyes widened, and he flung the dying Hall Master Shi aside in his palm.

"Another expert, he is here at the right time!"

Yinluo, he laughed heartily, covered in a volume of blood light, and turned into a red glow straight up Come.

"en?"

Mo Qiu raised his eyebrows and seemed a little surprised, then his complexion sank, and he gently lifted the virtual press with one hand.

Giant Spirit Hand!

in midair, an invisible giant palm fell from the sky, like a mighty force, and slammed on the blood light.

"bang!"

The big earthquake tremors, a palm print covering an area of ​​about one zhang, about a foot deep, appeared in the center of the venue.

In the palmprint center, there is a green-faced tiger who has just shown its mighty power.

There was silence in the field.

Everyone looked at Hall Master Shi, who was like a skeleton, and then at the blue-faced tiger who had collapsed on the ground, all looking dull.

"Uh...uh..."

The green-faced tiger was trembling and throbbing, desperately struggling to raise its head from the pit.

"Die...damn it!"

"Ah!"

He roar towards the sky, his eyes are red, he suddenly jumped high, roaring Rushed again.

"Give me..."

The illusory shadow in front of him shook, and a huge punch came head-on, and the infinite giant strength swept across.

"Peng!"

Darkevil True Body!

Great Dark Heaven Fist Art!

Four times increase!

With a punch, the giant strength broke out, and the fleshy body of the green-faced tiger was torn apart in a flash, and it even shook into a blood mist in the sky.

Only a piece of cloth was grabbed by Mo Qiu, his eyes were thinking, and he put it in his arms casually.

The blue-faced tiger who was still showing great power just now, in the blink of an eye, the skeleton doesn't exist.

The real skeleton doesn't exist!

"Now, who has the final say here?" Mo Qiu said again, his voice a little impatient.

"gu lu..."

In the crowd, someone had a rolling throat, and countless eyes fell on Lan Xiuying.

In the past, she enjoyed the attention of everyone very much, but at this time she only felt cold all over her body, and she wished to find a place to get in.

"Big...hero." She stammered and said:

"What's your...what's your order?"

"How many people do I need? ." Mo Qiu said. He had already asked Young Lady Liu's current identity through Qiuliang:

"Liu Jinxi, the young lady of Jiangyou Trading Company, and Wen Ying, who is next to her."

"Give you time for two incense sticks and invite people over."

He glanced at the audience, and his expression sank:

"Don’t want to Leave, you can look at your right hand, the black thread will spread to your body after two sticks of incense, when the time comes, if there is no antidote, suicide may be more comfortable."

"So..."

He said indifferently:

"If you can't find anyone, you will die!"

"If you find a dead person, you will also Death!"

"Huh..."

A cold wind whispered quietly across the ground. A bunch of bandits in the field watched the slowly spreading black line on their right hand. Cold all over the body.

"Look for it!"

Suddenly, Lan Xiuying's crazy and sharp roar sounded:

"If you don't want to die, please give it to my mother. Find it!"

"You don't have long legs, do you?"

Before the sound fell, she had tried her best to use Lightweight Art, moved towards a tall building in front of her and rushed.

At a high place, it is easier to find people by seeing clearly.

…………

Escape!

The farther you escape, the better.

Liu Jinxi looked panicked, supported by a few people behind him, desperately moved towards the north and fled.

Behind him, a familiar scream sounded.

Obviously, another guard of Trading Company was killed by the bandits.

"jia!"

"Peng!"

On the side, the wall suddenly shattered, and one person was covered in blood and rushed out on a healthy horse.

The rider fractured one arm, leaped down with his teeth clenched, and moved towards Liu Jinxi yelled:

"Young lady, get on the horse!"

"Fang Guard." Liu Jinxi's eyes lit up:

"You..."

"Leave me alone."

Fang Guard did not know how to get from the sword Zhou Shanshou He escaped and got his life, and he really snatched a horse.

He moved towards Liu Jinxi and waved:

"You get on the horse first, leave quickly, and your subordinates lead people to drag them. Wen Ying, help Miss get on the horse!"

"Miss!"

Wen Ying hurriedly helped Liu Jinxi to mount, but found that her wrist was tightly grasped.

"Miss?"

"Wen Ying, you will go with me." Liu Jinxi said anxiously:

"We two are very light, this The horse is enough to take two people, you forgot that Qiuliang is waiting for you outside."

"Miss..."

Wen Ying lovable body trembled lightly, her eyes were full Tears.

She shook the head, shook her head desperately, her wrists contracted desperately, and even tore the cuffs.

"Miss treats me as a mountain, if Wen Ying is still dragging you at this time, is he still a human?"

"Seeking good..."

" I'll leave it to the young lady!"

As he said, he slapped the horse's buttocks with bare hands, with the palms as strong as needles, and stab to the next. The strong horse immediately neighed and rushed forward.

"Miss, see you in the next life!"

Wen Ying shook her hand and took out the two sleeve swords as she watched the other party leave, gritted her teeth moved towards the bandit and rushed.

“bang! ”

“pu... ”

One by one, the guards were beheaded by bandits, and the rest fled .

"You guard is doing your duty, but unfortunately, you are an elm-headed man, and you don’t know what to do!"

The dying Fang guard with a big knife, Zhou Shan, grinned and threw it at him. Aside:

"Leave him a breath for the boss to enjoy!"

"Yes!"

"Search!"

" Find out, the men are killed and the women are left. If anyone dares to resist, don’t be merciful!"

"Yes!"

Wen Ying's waist and abdomen were injured, right arm drenched with blood, his body struck a family diagonally, staggering and fleeing.

The blood flowed less and less, and the consciousness became more and more blurred.

I'm dying!

Aware of this, she couldn't help but feel sad, and all the past scenes came to mind. The silhouette that had been forgotten also came to mind, as if she could touch her.

"jia! ”

"jia! ”

The familiar sound of horseshoes made her subconsciously raise her head, her eyes trance, her complexion suddenly changed.

"Miss!"

Her face is sad, her voice is weak and moving:

"You...you are confused!"

"Let's go together!"

Liu Jinxi with tears in her eyes, facing the stubbornness, suddenly pulled Wen Ying up, riding her horse to return, she couldn't abandon the other party and escape alone.

"Dare to come back?" Zhou Shan, the big knife chasing from behind, looked surprised, and then sneered: "It's really bring about one's own destruction!"

"Peng!"

"Sizzle..."

Jian Ma screamed, Wen Ying only felt that when her eyes were dark, she was hugged and hit by the lady. Among the bonfires.

"Peng!"

"Dead!"

Around her, the shocking and roaring noises, and the warm blood, made her feel Lamenting, slowly closed his eyes.

"Stop it!"

In a daze, she seemed to hear someone yelling, followed by a series of puzzled rants.

next moment, a crying voice rang in my ear.

"Don't die, please, don't die!"

Who is this person, who is so sad to see that he is about to die, she must be a good person?

The thoughts turn, and darkness floods.