"This bottle of elixir belongs to me, not stolen."
Mo Chuan glanced at Hu Xuan and said calmly.
"Whether it was stolen or not, you don't have the final say!"
Hu Xuan held Mo Chuan's wrist tightly, looked at the white elixir bottle, squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "You have to let me check it myself to know whether it is the bottle lost by the sect."
Mo Chuan suddenly stopped talking.
Because it's useless.
It was obvious that someone was deliberately targeting him.
No matter how he proves his innocence, the other party will forcefully accuse him of unfounded crimes.
Mo Chuan's thoughts began to race and he began to guess who was behind the scenes.
Eighty percent of it is He Longfeng.
He had this intuition.
He Longfeng had been coveting the elixir in his hand before, but was forced back by Li Xuanyan.
But He Longfeng probably didn't give up, so he planned this "good show" in front of him.
"Bring it here!"
Seeing that Mo Chuan was motionless, Hu Xuan sneered and stretched out his other hand to grab the white elixir bottle in Mo Chuan's hand.
Mo Chuan let go of his hand, and the white elixir bottle fell and was caught by his feet.
Hu Xuan grabbed it with one hand.
"You still dare to hide? You are seeking death!" A trace of anger flashed in Hu Xuan's eyes, and his voice was cold.
He is the Second Xuxian Bridge, Mo Chuan is only the First Xuxian Bridge, and his strength is far inferior to him. How dare you ignore his orders?!
Hu Xuan clenched his fists, gathered his true energy, exploded with power, and punched Mo Chuan in the chest.
This was a full-strength blow from the Second Void Immortal Bridge. The strength of the Qi was a hundred times that of the First Void Immortal Bridge. Even if Mo Chuan opened the Qi shield, this punch would break the shield and pierce through the chest.
Hu Xuan's vicious thoughts are clearly evident.
Mo Chuan's eyes were calm, and he punched out, gathering his true energy and meeting Hu Xuan's fist.
Seeking death! A sneer appeared at the corner of Hu Xuan's mouth and he shook his head repeatedly.
If Mo Chuan did not resist and allowed his fist to hit his chest, then Mo Chuan's chest would at best explode and he would be seriously injured.
But Mo Chuan chose to die and had to use his fists to collide with his fists. He was taking the initiative to fight back, so he would receive a more serious impact. When the time comes, Mo Chuan's entire body might explode, leaving only his soul.
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After a moment, the two fists collided.
boom!
Where they collide, terrifying waves bloom.
However, what shocked Hu Xuan was that the two were evenly matched.
No, to be precise...it's not evenly divided.
Hu Xuan suddenly lowered his head and looked at his fist. There was blood flowing from the tiger's mouth.
It was he who had the upper hand!
Hu Xuan's heart was shocked.
When they were fighting each other just now, the strength of the two people's true energy was evenly matched, canceling each other out.
Then, it was the turn of the physical force of the two fists to collide, and it was here that he fell behind, and a trace of blood was drawn from the mouth of his fist.
What does this mean?
This shows that Mo Chuan's true energy strength is not weaker than his; his physical strength is even stronger than his.
But...how is this possible? Hu Xuan couldn't believe it.
He is from the Second Xuxian Bridge, and his true energy power should be a hundred times that of Mo Chuan from the First Xuxian Bridge.
His physical body is not weak either. Although he is not at the immortal level, he has also cultivated to the first level of the emperor level.
No matter what, he shouldn't be in a situation like this.
"Are you surprised? You couldn't defeat me with one move?"
Mo Chuan said lightly, his tone seemed to be sarcastic.
A trace of shame and anger flashed across Hu Xuan's face, and he said coldly: "You are a virtual immortal and a bridge, why are you so arrogant!"
After saying that, he punched again, his true energy condensed, and his momentum was astonishing.
And this time, the fist shines with light, the light shines brightly, and the scene is very extraordinary.
This is a low-level yellow-level immortal technique, the Dangwei Boxing Technique.
This is Hu Xuan's most proud stunt.
Therefore, this punch is more powerful and terrifying than the previous one.
"Haha!" The corners of Hu Xuan's lips curled up into a sneer. Mo Chuan had just joined the White Feather Sect and had not learned the magic yet. Even though he had been overwhelmed before, this time, with the help of the magic, Mo Chuan was definitely no match for him.
But soon, Hu Xuan's smile suddenly stopped, his expression became dull, and his majestic fist... suddenly stopped.
It was the phantom god poison!
The surrounding fairy aura had already been quietly mixed into the phantom god poison by Mo Chuan, so Hu Xuan was caught unknowingly.
However, Hu Xuan is the Second Immortal Bridge, so he can only be stunned for one second, not five seconds.
Mo Chuan's eyes were calm, he stretched out a hand, slapped Hu Xuan's fist away, and then pinched Hu Xuan's neck.
At this time, a second just passed and Hu Xuan regained his consciousness. He found that he was being strangled by the neck. He was stunned for a moment, and then his face turned the color of pig liver because Mo Chuan's hand was too hard.
"Ahem." Hu Xuan coughed twice in pain, and then said with difficulty: "You...you just poisoned the surrounding fairy spirit energy? That's why I was unconscious for a moment?"
He was not stupid, he immediately figured out the reason why he was unconscious just now.
"That's right." Mo Chuan nodded slowly, and at the same time, a drop of venom emerged from his fingertips.
There was a trace of regret on Hu Xuan's face, and he said bitterly: "Humph, I was careless. If I had noticed the strangeness of the fairy spirit energy around me earlier, I would not have been poisoned, and you would have been blasted by my punch.
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"Yeah?"
Mo Chuan's face was calm, but his aura suddenly rose, and his whole body was like an unsheathed sword, blooming with boundless sword intent, which was frightening.
"Seven...seven levels of sword intent?!" Hu Xuan looked shocked, his eyes were bulging, and his expression showed a trace of fear.
If Mo Chuan possesses the seventh level of sword intent, then even if he was not poisoned just now, that punch may not be able to hurt Mo Chuan.
Damn it!!! Hu Xuan felt so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood.
He had been entrusted with help before, and the person he was told to deal with was just a Xu Xian Yiqiao who had just joined the White Feather Sect.
Hu Xuan naturally didn't take it seriously, so he readily agreed.
But who would have thought that Mo Chuan, the First Bridge of the Void Immortal, would have the same power of Qi as him, the Second Bridge of the Void Immortal!
His physical strength is even stronger than his!
Moreover, there is also a weird method of poisoning!
More importantly, he also mastered seven levels of sword intent!
After a fight, he, the Xuxian Erqiao, was beaten to the point where he was unable to fight back!
He had been cheated! The corners of Hu Xuan's mouth twitched, and there was overwhelming resentment in his heart.
"Open your mouth and drink."
At this time, Mo Chuan raised his fingertips, and there was a drop of venom on his fingertips.
Hu Xuan's expression changed, and he quickly gritted his teeth, refusing to open them even if he died.
Without even thinking about it, the drop of liquid on Mo Chuan's fingertips was definitely not a good thing, so the fool opened his mouth.
"Don't open your mouth?"
Mo Chuan said calmly, the aura on his body surged again, and the boundless sword intent filled the air.
"..." Hu Xuan's face turned pale, and then he opened his mouth with an ugly expression.
Mo Chuan nodded with satisfaction, flicked his finger, and the drop of venom flew into Hu Xuan's mouth.
Hu Xuan closed his mouth, feeling as if he was fine, so he breathed a sigh of relief for a while, then stared at Mo Chuan and said coldly: "You won't be proud for long! I informed you secretly as soon as you came in.
Law Enforcement Hall, they are coming soon!"
Mo Chuan's expression did not change and he nodded slightly: "I'll wait."
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The third peak.
"It's done."
Seeing the signal symbol in his hand burning slowly, He Longfeng was very excited.
The signal symbol is a simple talisman seal, two of which are produced each time, and its function is to convey simple signals.
When one person here burns a signal symbol, another person in the distance will also burn another signal symbol in his hand.
Although this cannot convey specific messages, the advantage is that it is more secretive and faster than the messenger charm.
A smile appeared on He Longfeng's face and he said to himself: "This time, no one can protect you, Mo Chuan!
"That bottle of elixir will eventually fall into my hands."
On the way back to the White Feather Sect, He Longfeng received a messenger from a friend in the sect and was informed that something big had happened at the Fifth Peak, and all the disciples left the White Feather Sect in a hurry.
Among them, Li Xuanyan is naturally included.
He Longfeng was immediately overjoyed. Once Li Xuanyan left, it meant that no one would protect Mo Chuan.
Then, it is not a trivial matter to seize the bottle of elixir from the hands of a small Xuxian Yiqiao in Mochuan.
Thus, there was the scene where Mo Chuan was just slandered by Hu Xuan.
"If you want to blame me, I blame you for not knowing how to appreciate me. You clearly saw that I wanted that bottle of elixir, but you didn't offer it. It's really disappointing."
He Longfeng shook his head and laughed.
He took one step forward, rose into the air, and immediately left the third peak.
Not long after.
Affairs Hall.
Main hall.
He Longfeng's figure appeared.
"Senior Brother He?!"
"Senior Brother He, you are safe and sound!"
As soon as he saw He Longfeng, the main hall immediately became lively. The monks who were taking over the sect's tasks stopped one after another, looked at He Longfeng, and said hello quickly, with an eager attitude.
After all, He Longfeng is currently the strongest disciple of the Third Peak of the White Feather Sect, and he is also the true disciple of the master of the Third Peak.
More importantly, He Longfeng still serves in the Baiyu Sect's Law Enforcement Hall.
This is a department with real power. If anyone violates the rules, they will be dealt with by the law enforcement hall.
He Longfeng nodded slightly to everyone.
The elder sitting in the affairs hall was also alarmed. He sat in the corner of the main hall and slowly opened his eyes.
"What's the matter?" The elder looked at He Longfeng, with a smile on his face and a very kind attitude.
Because he and He Longfeng's master, the master of the third peak, are close friends.
"Elder Gu."
He Longfeng clasped his fists respectfully and said: "I came here this time because I received news that a disciple secretly stole a bottle of the Immortal Pill while receiving it."
As soon as these words came out, there was a sudden silence in the main hall.
All the monks almost thought they heard wrongly.
"Oh, is there such a thing?" Elder Gu frowned slightly, then nodded and said: "Go ahead, the Law Enforcement Hall must severely punish those who steal."
"Yes." He Longfeng showed a smile, and then left the main hall.
Everyone immediately followed behind, and every monk had a look of curiosity on their face.
They wanted to see who was so bold as to steal the sect's elixir!
soon.
The group of people stopped in front of the second door on the east side.
He Longfeng sneered and kicked open the door.
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