Fix your sister's fairy

"I agree with you, you are an enemy worthy of my attention. Fang Xia stood firm, and gradually made a gesture, the lines on the blood-colored long knife spread from the blade all the way to the hilt and wrapped around his hand, making people feel that the knife had grown with him.

"It's inexplicably strong. Mo Yi muttered, no better than Mo Luoxue, even if Mo Luoxue's sword still has traces to follow and can barely be blocked, but this guy's knife is completely so fast that he can't see the trajectory of the knife clearly, and he can only block it by luck and feeling, and even if he sees you, he may not be able to block it.

"The Eight Desolation Knife, the blood of the beasts that cross the flood and wilderness, and the six worlds of heaven and earth are integrated into their own body, this is the second knife, the Huangquan Knife. Fang Xia took a step, he raised the knife and pushed it out, the speed was very slow, and the trajectory of the knife could be seen clearly, but it made Mo Yihan's hair stand up and shudder in his heart.

This knife brought out a surging yellow spring, and the cold and terrifying aura rushed in the yellow spring, instinctively telling Mo Yi that as long as he was touched by a little bit of this yellow spring phantom, he would fall here.

Without hesitation, Mo Yi used the Kunpeng swim to open a distance of 100 meters, but the Yellow River went straight to it, and there was a terrifying sound of ghosts roaring, as if it was going to pull him into the Yellow Spring and drown and swallow him.

Mo Yi is ready to run again, he doesn't believe that this Yellow Spring can chase him for a lifetime, and the mountains and seas leap out to travel hundreds of miles a day, where are you still afraid of this slow Yellow Spring. But he didn't run, because he froze, and the black stick in his hand froze him in place, and he couldn't move as if he were clutching a mountain.

"What a thing!" Mo Yi stared at the black wooden stick in his hand, he said in his heart that this thing was greasy, and Cheng Jingyu really didn't have any good intentions when he gave it to him!

The black wooden stick moved, that's right, Mo Yi didn't instruct him, but he drove the black wooden stick and began to wave his arms, facing the roaring Huang Quan, a sword was swinged, and along the way, Huang Quan devoured and annihilated countless trees and boulders, and the target locked on Mo Yi who was standing still.

In Mo Yi's fright, the black wooden stick waved and drove an invisible force, not only the arm, but also his body this time was controlled, like a marionette, he performed a mysterious sword technique, and slashed out this sword that reached the sky.

A sword to the sky! The black sword light came out of the black wooden stick, Mo Yi subconsciously felt that his body was weak, something was drained under this blow, he was sure again and again that it was not mana, the mana of the Qi Sea was not damaged at all, and this sword consumed something that he didn't even know about.

The black sword light cut off the Yellow Spring, reversing the rushing spring water, and the ghosts in the Yellow Spring roared and screamed to avoid this slash, and they were so angry that the terror of the black sword light could not be avoided, and the Yellow Spring dissipated into the air in an instant.

But the jet-black sword light did not disappear, he went straight to Fang Xia a hundred meters away, Fang Xia was frightened and pale by the jet-black sword light, without hesitation, he waved the blood-colored long knife and turned into a green dragon and the jet-black sword light collided! Next, several kinds of fierce beasts and out-of-phase phantoms pounced, whether it was gluttony, green dragon, the sky or the yellow spring, all kinds of phantoms were torn apart by the jet-black sword light, but they were constantly weakened in the process, and after a while, he screamed and covered the deep blood on his body and escaped into the mountains and forests.

"What the hell. Mo Yi felt exhausted and tired, but in the dark he seemed to remember something, the sword just now brought him a trace of understanding, every time he waved the black wooden stick, it would bring him a sense of nothingness, but afterwards it would disappear like nothing. But this time, this feeling was deeply imprinted in his mind for a long time, which made him keep recalling the essence of the sword just now, and the things that were emptied in his body that he didn't even know.

"Good guy, where did you get this black wooden stick Cheng Jingyu!" Duobao Daoist stared at the black wooden stick in Mo Yi's hand on the screen, his eyes breathed fire, "Actually engraved with extraordinary sword skills, draw out the true meaning of the user's swordsmanship, and learn it! This black wooden stick is definitely not an ordinary thing!"

"Cheng Jingyu went to the Endless Deep Sea to trade a few days ago, and this black wooden stick is probably also part of the transaction. The Xiujue Peak Peak Master put his left hand on his right hand and quietly stared at the panting Mo Yi on the screen, "An untouchable magic weapon that can guide the true intent of the sword...... Cheng Jingyu has spent a lot of effort on this apprentice. "

Mo Yi's feat of repelling the strongest person in the first grade with a sword light was seen by countless people, and the monks all exclaimed that this black horse was simply blacker than coal, and that move of the black sword light to cut through everything was extremely terrifying, and even some of the vast period of the second grade expressed fear of the black sword light.

At this time, Mo Yi in the Jiangshan Sheji River Map was still running away.

"The agreed location with Mo Luoxue is the lake a few kilometers away, and it seems that it is impossible to go over for the time being...... If I didn't show up within the agreed time, it meant that I was dead or in trouble, and she would act on her own and not have to wait for me. Mo Yi traveled through the mountains and forests at high speed, and the superiority of the Kunpeng swimming method was suddenly revealed, and all kinds of complex terrain were easily and sensitively bypassed, leaving those monks who had originally tried to follow them out in two or three clicks.

Finally, Mo Yi stopped in front of a mountain, and on the back of the mountain he found a cave where a grizzly bear lived, Mo Yi beat the grizzly bear to death with a black wooden stick two or three times, and then went out to find weeds to hide the entrance to the cave.

"......Huh" Mo Yi took a breath and pinched a spell to light the fire, he sat cross-legged in place and tried to adjust and recover, except for the physical strength of the wild run, he had no loss, but he obviously felt that something was missing in his body, and meditating on the spot to rest or absorb spirit stones could not make up for it.

"What is it?" Mo Yi frowned, he took out a black wooden stick and stared at his unsightly, even ugly appearance, a little confused, what did this thing smoke him to cast that sword light? Could it be his own life?

Mo Yi, whose mind was flying wildly, subconsciously touched his face, and took out a small bronze mirror to take a look, and after making sure that he had not grown old, he put away the bronze mirror and continued to study.

"Alas...... There's nothing to do to absorb a few spirit stones in advance. Mo Yi didn't understand it, so he simply took out a high-grade spirit stone and held it in his hand to absorb the aura inside, and the operation of the Sanqing Xuanhua Gong accelerated and refined every bit of aura.