MTL - Everlasting Sword God-Chapter 646 Heaven and earth bloom

"Find your way."

Mo Hualang has a bad temper. Although he has frightened Shen Zhenyi's shocking swordsmanship, he is only faced with Chu Huoluo.

"If you want to die, then the Honourable Prince will fulfill you!"

He was shocked, and was suddenly enveloped in a mist.

Ink flowers are like a mist.

This is his life-saving trick. If it has an advantage, then it will kill in one fell swoop. If there is no gap, there is also a way to escape.

-Those who are fierce are often very cautious.

Be invincible first, and then try to win.

Mo Hualang Jun is afraid of Shen Zhenyi who does not know where.

If given the opportunity, he certainly did not hesitate to kill Chu Huoluo, and then continued his escape.

"You just do that?"

Chu Huoluo smiled and stepped forward, waving a sword, like moonlight, without fear.

Light and dark intersect.

Suddenly there was a symphony of gold and iron, exactly as if all armies were fighting.

The fifth head-to-head confrontation between God and Human Realm is already shaking the sky.

In the distance, at the top of the White Pagoda, Shen Baihe hid in the shadow under the shadow of the moon, watching this battle from afar.

"Oldest third"

He murmured in his mouth, his face glum.

Mo Hualangjun's ability is most clear to him, but relying on this poison, he killed Xuantiancheng to come, marry disaster to the abandoned sword mountain village, and caused Xuantiancheng to attack the overlord city.

It was a perfect conspiracy.

Just because Shen Zhenyi's strength was too strong, everything turned into a bamboo basket to fetch water.

"Isn't this always the case?"

Shen Baihe laughed at himself.

I have tried many times, and every time the youngest can always use strength to break the game.

Even in this new world, even if he meets a stronger master, he is still the same.

Even his disciples are so strong now.

Shen Baihe raised his hand and looked quietly at the white palms, as well as the less obvious palm prints.

"You are not even this girl now."

There was a low voice in the darkness.

Shen Baihe's body shook, and fierce light appeared in his eyes.

Perhaps after so many years, the grandson of the abandoned sword mountain village still has the pride that he refuses to give up.

"Are you convinced?"

The voice in the dark laughed mockingly.

"It's a pity that your third brother is a genius and you can't match it."

As if there was a magical power, she fought the fragile heartstrings of Shen Baihe.

Snoring and snoring, panting on the forehead, the blood in his eyes grew thicker.

"I am not convinced, I am not convinced."

He clenched his fists. "I am the grandson of the abandoned sword villa. I have the same blood as him. Why is he the genius of Kendo and I am nothing?"

Jealousy made his expression even hesitant.

If it was said that Shen Zhenyi's achievements had left him out of reach, then Chu Huoluo was able to deal with Mo Hualangjun's offensive alone, and he felt a deep sense of crisis.

"So you have to seek strength, and seek strength that is not yours."

Darkness became tempting.

"You've tried it. At least at this level of conspiracy, I can't deal with your wonderful youngest."

"To get rid of him, only you become stronger."

In the air, the black mist condensed into a ball, like a stingy ghost head, and like a demon in flame.

"Don't belong to my power?"

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Shen Baihe closed his eyes.

The opposite battle was still stalemate, Chu Huoluo's sword waved in the black mist, flashing a bright light once.

She seems to be suppressed by Mo Hualangjun, but it does not mean that she is at a disadvantage.

In fact, even Shen Baihe can see that it seems that he has taken the initiative of Mo Hualangjun, and there is not much to win.

"hateful"

Mo Hualangjun was shocked.

I thought that in any case, it should be a trick to deal with a little girl. What he didn't expect was that the girl's sword skills were far beyond his imagination.

"how is this possible!"

Within dozens of strokes, there was no way to hurt Chu Huoluo, Mo Hualangjun had resigned.

The dark mist became denser.

His body is getting more and more erratic.

Anyone familiar with his fighting style knows that this is a precursor to Mo Hualangjun's preparation to run.

"It's not that easy to run!"

Chu Huoluo also saw it of course.

"Aren't you out of breath?"

Her sword light became more and more powerful, and gradually suppressed the whole darkness.

Imperceptibly formed a ring-shaped circle.

"Mohua Langjun doesn't seem to be able to run out."

The sound in the dark is even a little gloating.

Shen Baihe remained silent.

The pressure felt by Mo Hualangjun was increasing, and he thought he had the upper hand and could walk away at any time. The reason why he did not kill Chu Huoluo was because he was worried that Shen Zhenyi would make a shot.

Until now, I suddenly found something wrong.

This girl clearly has the ability to kill herself!

Retreat!

Mo Hualangjun is a decisive person. He doesn't have any face. After all, for a poisoned assassin, survival is the first priority.

As soon as he was swaying, the black mist condensed into a black streamer, spinning in the air for two weeks, turning and galloping south.

"Where to go!"

Chu Huoluo shook his spirit, Jianguang circled, and chased without hesitation.

"You can't kill yourself, little girl, you are too much!"

Mo Hualang Jun yelled loudly and exasperated, speeding up, but he was still unable to escape the hunt of Jian Guang.

"Mohua Langjun is so famous, but that's all."

Shen Baihe sighed in a low voice, and did not really like this assassin.

"A man who can become famous in the Seven Wounds world is not a simple role." He sneered in the dark. "Although we don't look at him, he is obviously pretending to be like this.

As if to confirm what he said, Mo Hualangjun stopped suddenly.

"You forced me!"

He lifted his wrist, and a black smoke burst out, turning it into a sky full of flowers, rushing towards Chu Huoluo's sword.

"The ink is absolutely poisonous, the world is blooming!"

This is Mo Hualangjun's last desperate means.

The whole body's blood spewed out of tens of millions of pores, and it was pure black-in order to refine the toxicity, his blood was not only a trace of bright red, but also a little warm.

The blood flying through the sky turned into blossoms in the sky and the sky.

Once the toxicity spreads, there will be no more people!

Even after this trick was used, Mo Hua Langjun will certainly be greatly injured, but no one can stop the destruction!

Even people who are higher than him in the realm can only escape from this poison full of anger and killing!

——And Chu Huoluo who chased after him could only use pus and blood, and there would be no place for death!

Deserve it!

Mo Hualang Jun cursed secretly, with a pleasure of revenge.