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Chapter three hundred and eight undercurrents surging

"Hmph!" The Master of Yanyu Pavilion snorted coldly and looked at the four supreme evil soldiers flying in. "If you want my mulberry bamboo, it depends on whether you have that ability." He took a step forward and immediately faced the supreme evil soldiers. Without fearing the divine power of the evil soldiers, the green bamboo swept out of his hand.

The green light filled the sky, like a sky sword, like a sky curtain, slashing towards the evil soldiers of the wooden sword.

The demon-loving sword and demonic aura soared into the sky, roaring like an eternal monster in the sky, spreading its sharp teeth and claws, and pounced on the Lord of Yanyu Pavilion.

The ghost-killing sword is full of ghost energy, like the darkness opening the way, the ghost soldiers use the way, the ghost shadows make mistakes, and the ghost crying sounds, slashing towards the Lord of Yanyu Pavilion.

The immortal spirit of the Zhuxian Sword is filled with immortal energy, like a fairy descending to the earth in the heavens. The fairy spirit is vast and the fairy sword is sharp, stabbing at the Lord of Yanyu Pavilion.

The demon-sealing sword rolls in its demonic energy, as if there are thousands of inner demons, and they smile and roar into the sky, making people feel uneasy and fascinated, and slash towards the Lord of Yanyu Pavilion.

The four evil soldiers all showed their fangs and devoured all things in the world.

The Lord of Yanyu Pavilion frowned. Although he looked down upon him, the power of the supreme evil soldiers was unpredictable. Now, four evil soldiers took action together, which was really hard to stop.

The blue light in an instant was flourishing, and the main cultivation of Yanyu Pavilion exploded. The blue light was like a sky sword and slashed at the four evil soldiers without fear.

With a loud bang, the green light shattered, the mulberry bamboo was safe and sound, and the master of Yanyu Pavilion took a step back.

The four supreme evil soldiers were not damaged, but their shocking power was wiped out by mulberry bamboo and turned into wooden swords and fell into the sky.

The four supreme evil soldiers still lost to the Lord of Yanyu Pavilion.

Mo Zhaoxie retorted the Demon-Eating Sword and looked at the Lord of Yanyu Pavilion. The opponent was too powerful. Although his cultivation was a seven-step powerful, he was much stronger than the average seven-step powerful. Even among the entire seven-step powerful, he was considered a top player.

The Lord of Yanyu Pavilion took back the green bamboo and took a look. Although it was fine on the surface, she knew that the aura of the mulberry bamboo divine wood was less. The four supreme evil soldiers were simply evil ghosts that devoured the divine wood. They were not close to the true body, and just collided with green light, they could devour the aura of the divine wood.

What an evil soldier!

The evil soldiers are indestructible. Not to mention the divine wood and mulberry bamboo in her hand, according to historical records, the evil soldiers have never been damaged. If this continues, the four evil soldiers will slowly swallow up the mulberry bamboo in her hand!

Thinking of this, the Lord of Yanyu Pavilion had a ruthless eyes. The evil soldiers were indestructible, but it did not mean that the Lord of the evil soldiers should not be killed. Without the Lord of the evil soldiers, the Supreme Evil Soldier will return to sleep again. In this way, the crisis will be resolved!

Mo Zhaoxie looked at the Master Yanyu Pavilion, smiled slightly, held the Demon-Enjoyed Sword, and stood in all directions with Shi Potian, "Does Master Yanyu Pavilion want to kill us?"

The master of Yanyuting has a strong cultivation level. If he gets angry and becomes ruthless, it is not impossible to kill the four of them.

"You and I have become mortal enemies, but there is still a saying of mercy," the master of Yanyu Pavilion held the green bamboo in his hand, glanced at Yanyu Pavilion confronting the Temple of the Martial Gods, and walked towards Mo Zhaoxie and the other four, with murderous aura spreading, and his murderous intentions were revealed. "The supreme evil soldiers are indeed indestructible, but it does not mean that the master of the evil soldiers cannot be killed."

"That's right," Mo Zhao smiled, "Senior thought it clearly. The Lord of the Evil Soldiers can indeed be killed, but you have to see clearly and think clearly. One of the Chu royal family, one of the Shi family in Qingzhou, and one of the mysterious flower wounds. Except for me, the common people, I think you can kill me, and you can kill me?"

The master of Yanyu Pavilion kept his pace and was still pressing against Mo Zhaoxie and the other four, "Don't Zhaoxie, you think I am a person who is afraid of trouble. Their status is indeed not to be underestimated, but it really makes me anxious. At worst, I will give up everything and go into exile. With my cultivation, it is not difficult to kill you one by one."

A cruel person!

Mo Zhaoxie smiled bitterly, just afraid of this spirit of not being afraid of death, just afraid of this cruel person who is determined to break the death, "What the senior said is not bad, but do you really have to act like this?"

The master of Yanyu Pavilion stopped and looked at Mo Zhaoxie. She did have such cruelty and dared to act like that, but she had no choice but to give up everything. After all, those are all hard work.

What Mo Zhaoxie said does mean to admit softness, but isn’t this a bit different from Mo Zhaoxie?

That tricky and many tricks, Mo Zhaoxie, would he admit defeat so easily?

Strange!

The Lord of Yanyu Pavilion looked at Mo Zhaoxie, and he couldn't see through the smiling Mo Zhaoxie. He looked up and fell silent for a moment, "Don't Zhaoxie, hand over my heart demon, and let go of today's affairs."

Mo Zhaoxie looked at the Master Yanyu Pavilion, his eyes clear and his expression calmly, "Since I have put away Qingfeng's long sleeves, then she is my woman. If the seniors are struggling each other, then I have to fight to the death."

The Master of Yanyu Pavilion was suspicious, "She is useless to you."

"I know."

"For the sake of a useless inner demon, do you really want to be an enemy of me?"

"Even if you don't have Qingfeng's long sleeves, the younger generation will still be enemies with the seniors."

The Lord of Yanyu Pavilion nodded and glanced at Mo Zhaoxie, "My name is Tianyin, and there will be a date in the future." After that, he turned around and walked and disappeared into the void.

There was something wrong with a life-and-death battle but suddenly stopped.

"Turn evil?" Shi Potian said in confusion.

Huashang and Zhao Fei'er also looked at Mo Zhaoxie. They didn't understand what Mo Zhaoxie meant. Today, they were already as powerful as water and fire. They could easily let the tiger return to the mountain, just like Tianyin, the master of Yanyu Pavilion, said. If she was cruel, it would not be difficult to kill them one by one.

If you let the tiger return to the mountain, there will be endless troubles.

Mo Zhaoxie shook his head, "I understand what you said, but we can't kill her today. It's not a bad thing to give up like this."

"Can't kill?" Shi Potian was puzzled, "Are you?"

It is said that Mo Zhaoxie has many tricks and is unable to defend against many traps. Shi Potian believes that Mo Zhaoxie has already taken action, so even if he kills the Lord of Yanyu Pavilion, it is not impossible.

Mo Zhaoxie was silent for a moment, glanced at the void around him, "Let's go back first."

Although Huashang and the other three were puzzled, they did not ask much. At this time, there were too many people in the darkness around them, and such a bright place was not appropriate.

The four of them turned around and left, and returned to Taolin together with Yan Nanfei and a few others.

Mo You glanced at the cracked Xuanwu Jiuge Platform and smiled helplessly, "This guy will destroy some things every time he comes."

Old Huang chuckled, "Stop coming, you guy has been looking forward to him coming, you are almost laughing."

"Haha," Mo You laughed, "Old Huang, how many people were there just now?"

"Hmph!" Old Huang snorted coldly, "No matter how many of them are, they still want to hurt me under my nose. I really think that the old people who are old are absolutely dead."

Yu Dongfeng's face was gloomy, "It seems they can't help it."

"I can't help it," Mo You's eyes were sharp, and his brilliance was as sharp as the sky sword. "My butcher knife in Tianxing Academy has been sharpened long ago."

Yu Dongfeng nodded, chuckled, and his eyes were sharp.

The three of them glanced at Mo Zhaoxie who had left, turned around and disappeared into the clouds.

In the peach forest.

As soon as she entered the peach forest, Qianqian immediately rushed into Mo Zhaoxie's arms and started to cry. She just saw Mo Zhaoxie die to protect Shen Guo. At that moment, she almost rushed out to find Tang Xi to fight hard. Then Mo Zhaoxie stepped on the horse, which really made her very excited.

Qianqian couldn't bear the heartbreak of hell from heaven.

Mo Zhao smiled and touched Qianqian's hair, and said gently, "Qianqian doesn't cry, isn't the eldest brother back now?"

"Yes," Qianqian nodded and grabbed Mo Zhaoxie's left hand tightly, but then he was stunned, glanced at the bright red in his hand, and exclaimed in surprise, "Big brother, you are injured!"

After Qianqianyi said this, everyone looked at Mo Zhaoxie's left hand, bloody, piercing through his palms, bones exposed, and flesh turned out.

When was this injured?

"It's okay," Mo Zhao smiled evilly, "It's just a minor injury."

Yan Nanfei looked at Mo Zhaoxie's palm. He knew that wound, and he clenched his fists, "Mo Zhaoxie, is it him?"

Mo Zhaoxie looked at Yan Nanfei and nodded gently.
Chapter completed!
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