Near the Tianxian Pond, countless monks had dull eyes, opened their mouths widely, and were completely stunned!
It seemed like it was too much of a shock for them to digest.
What did they just hear?
The young man in blood-clothed clothes smiled and asked Mo Chuan, "Whoever touches the three girls Li Xuanyan will die. Does this include him?"
But Mo Chuan... didn't bother to answer at all, and just asked - Who do you think you are?!
The contempt in the words is extremely strong!
Although it was just a question, everyone heard Mo Chuan's extremely affirmative answer.
No matter who you are, the blood-clothed young master, if you touch my senior sister, you will die the same!
"Hiss!" Everyone couldn't help but sucked in a breath of cold air and took a few steps back, looking nervous. "If you provoke the young man in blood like this, I'm afraid there will be another bloody storm."
The smile on the face of the blood-clothed young man remained undiminished. He looked at Mo Chuan and said with a faint smile: "This is the first time I have met someone who dares to be so arrogant in front of me. You are very good."
When he spoke, there was a smile on his face, but for some reason, it made people feel scared!
Li Xuanyan, Yao Rou, and Wan Mengmeng's pretty faces changed, and they quickly sent messages to Mo Chuan's spiritual consciousness, quickly informing them of the identity of the young man in blood.
Immediately afterwards, the three women stood in front of Mo Chuan and shouted: "Junior Brother Mo, run away!"
Apparently he wanted to use his flesh and blood body to face the enemy directly and buy time for Mo Chuan to escape.
In the secret realm of Tianxian, you can't fly. Everyone has to use their feet to move, and their speed is greatly reduced. Junior Brother Mo can escape now, and there is still a lot of hope of survival!
"No need."
Mo Chuan shook his head and said: "Three senior sisters, I won't leave. As I said just now, whoever touches you will die!"
"Junior brother, you...you are really annoying me to death, why are you so stubborn?!"
Li Xuanyan bit her red lips, her pretty face turned pale, and she was so angry.
Yao Rou and Wan Mengmeng also looked anxious.
They had clearly transmitted messages to Mo Chuan's spiritual consciousness, explaining the identity of the young man in blood.
But why... why is the junior brother just unwilling to leave?!
"Escape? You are too naive. Did you escape?" The young man in blood-clothed clothes said with a smile: "Anyone who offends me will always be punished by death."
Da da da.
The six blood slaves dispersed and stood in six different directions, blocking all escape routes.
Seeing this scene, Li Xuanyan, Yao Rou, and Wan Mengmeng's delicate bodies trembled, and their faces turned ashen.
But He Longfeng couldn't help but look excited, and he was even more happy in his heart.
"Mo Chuan, I couldn't kill you, but the blood-clothed young master can always kill you, right?"
In his opinion, even if Mo Chuan gets a chance encounter, what if his strength increases? If he angers the blood-clothed young master, he is destined to die!
At this time, what shocked everyone was that Lu Shengying walked out of the crowd with a smile on her face.
"Brother in Blood Clothes, this guy is just an ant. Although he offended you, by doing it himself, Brother in Blood Clothes has completely soiled his own hands... Why don't you let me do it for you and kill this guy for you?!"
Lu Shengying looked at the young man in blood-clothed clothes with a smile on his face, very pleased with him.
Everyone couldn't help but shake their heads, feeling emotional.
"Shengzi Lu wants to take action? Hiss, the young master in blood is really scary. Even Shengzi Lu wants to fawn over him."
The young man in blood clothes glanced at Lu Shengying, nodded slightly, was quite satisfied, and said with a smile: "Brother Lu is here."
"No trouble, no trouble."
Lu Shengying clasped his fists and laughed: "Brother in blood, just stay by and watch with peace of mind."
As he said that, he turned around suddenly and looked at Mo Chuan. His smile disappeared instantly and his eyes became cold.
"Boy, suffer death!"
Lu Shengying took out the bone knife, raised his hand and swung it, creating a sharp blade without giving Mo Chuan a chance to react.
He stood up and took action on behalf of the young man in blood. Naturally, it was not just to please the young man in blood.
Instead, he wanted to kill Mo Chuan with his own hands and get back the Soul-melting Immortal Gold.
At the same time, he was afraid that Mo Chuan would accidentally reveal the Immortal Gold.
That's why he took action so decisively and quickly, intending to kill Mo Chuan immediately without giving Mo Chuan a chance to speak.
call out!
The terrifying sword light flashed through the air with a murderous aura, like a punishment from heaven, wiping out all living beings.
"What a terrifying sword light!"
"I just took one look at it and felt a chill on my neck!"
"Shengzi Lu is worthy of understanding the sword intent of the Immortal Level!"
Many monks took a few steps back, their eyes fearful, as if they were afraid of being hurt by the aftermath of the sword light, and at the same time, they showed admiration on their faces.
"It seems that the saints and saints of the three major sects are quite good." Even the blood-clothed young man nodded and praised the sword.
This sword light is certainly not simple. It seems to be Lu Shengying's casual blow, but in fact... it is a full-out blow that Lu Shengying has been secretly brewing for a long time!!!
The purpose is still to kill Mo Chuan with one blow!
In the blink of an eye.
The terrifying sword light had already arrived in front of Mo Chuan.
"No!" The three girls, Li Xuanyan, Yao Rou, and Wan Mengmeng, their beautiful eyes were red. They wanted to rush forward and block Mo Chuan's sword. However, the sword light was so terrifying that the three girls were struck by the sword light.
The aftermath shocked my body and I couldn't move at all.
Seeing that the sword light was about to fall on Mo Chuan, Mo Chuan at this moment... raised a hand!!!
He patted it lightly, with disdain in his eyes, as bored and disgusted as a mortal swatting a fly, and raised his hand to pat the sword.
The bright and terrifying sword light suddenly became mute, and after a mournful cry, it dissipated!
"Too weak." Mo Chuan retracted his palm and commented lightly.
There was deathly silence all around.
One after another, they all stared at Mo Chuan with extremely shocked expressions.
What did they see?!
Dao Mang was smashed to pieces by Mo Chuan with his bare hands?!
That was not a fly, but a terrifying sword light that contained the meaning of an immortal-level sword!
How could Mo Chuan's flesh and blood body be smashed to pieces?!
What kind of terrifying body is this?!
The calm smile on the blood-clothed young man's face remained undiminished, and he just took a deep look at Mo Chuan.
Li Xuanyan, Yao Rou, and Wan Mengmeng breathed a sigh of relief.
He Longfeng and other White Feather Sect monks' expressions changed slightly.
Especially He Longfeng was extremely shocked.
Even if Mo Chuan had a chance encounter in the secret realm of heaven and his strength would increase dramatically, there should be a limit to this increase, right?
But now, Mo Chuan can compete with Lu Shengying of Xuxian Nine Bridges!
Among everyone, the most shocked was Lu Shengying.
That sword light just now was his full blow!
How could Mo Chuan take over so easily? The opponent is not that strong, right?
Lu Shengying clearly remembered that his sword intention clone had fought against Mo Chuan before.
At that time, Mo Chuan clearly couldn't defeat his sword intention clone, so he still used clever methods to destroy the wooden sword, leaving his sword intention nowhere to be placed, and then he barely defeated his sword intention clone.
Otherwise, Mo Chuan would have been killed by the sword clone long ago!!!
Lu Shengying took a deep breath and her face darkened. Even if Mo Chuan's strength increased dramatically, he would still die here today!
He must take back the Soul-melting Immortal Gold!
"Fellow disciples, form a sword formation to help this holy son!"
Lu Shengying's eyes flashed and he shouted loudly.
Among the crowd, nearly a hundred monks from the Bone Sword Sect immediately came out and quickly formed a special array.
Every bone knife sect monk holds a bone knife in his hand and chants something in his mouth.
"Bone Knife Array, Ning!"
Each bone knife emits a white light, which is extremely dazzling.
Finally, nearly a hundred white lights condensed into a huge pale white bone knife in the sky!
Wisp after wisp of cold breath emanated from the giant bone knife, making everyone below feel a chill in their hearts.
It seems that this is an unknown weapon from the underworld.
"Bone knife array, condense!" Lu Shengying also chanted the spell, and the bone knife in his hand erupted with a terrifying aura, and also flew out a white light.
This white light contained the power of the Nine Immortal Bridges of the Void Immortal and the sword intent of the Immortal Level. Finally, it also fell into the giant bone knife in the air.
boom!
With the addition of Lu Shengying's power, the giant bone knife burst out with even more terrifying power, and the surrounding area was buzzing.
Everyone looked up and marveled.
"Legend has it that each of the three major sects has a sect-suppressing technique...could this be the Bone Sword Sect's sect-suppressing technique?!"
"It should be so. I heard from the elders that the Bone Sword Sect has a secret technique. Using the bone knife as a medium, it can gather the strength of every Bone Sword Sect monk and use the power of the entire sect... It can even injure a median member.
Immortal!"
"Although there are less than a hundred disciples at the moment, this bone knife should have the attack power of Xuxian Ten Bridges, right?!"
"This time, it's impossible for the little junior brother of the White Feather Sect to be able to bear it with his physical body, right?"
Lu Shengying closed her eyes, and then opened them again. There was a cold light in her eyes. She raised her hand, pointed at Mo Chuan, and shouted: "Behead!!!"
The giant bone knife in the sky glowed with cold white light. With a hiss, it fell from the sky and slashed towards Mo Chuan at an extremely fast speed.
Wuwuwu... the sound of the knife whistling.
Suddenly, people heard a shrill cry, as if a fierce ghost crawled out of the underworld.
Everyone had chills running down their spines, fear in their hearts, and their faces turned pale.
"What a terrible smell!"
"This is indeed the attack power of the Ten Bridges of the Void Immortal, and it is also the attack power at the peak level of the Ten Bridges of the Void Immortal!!!"
Li Xuanyan, Yao Rou, and Wan Mengmeng, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, immediately changed their pretty faces and became worried again.
"Mo Chuan, you should die this time, right?!" Feeling the terror of the giant bone knife, He Longfeng was ecstatic.
Just then.
Coming.
The giant bone knife, carrying terrifying power, arrived in front of Mo Chuan.
"It's still too weak." Mo Chuan's expression did not change. He just glanced at the giant bone knife, then withdrew his gaze, and then still raised a hand and patted it gently.
Bang!
The giant bone knife that flew towards it seemed to have encountered great resistance, and it stopped immediately, just stopping in mid-air!
"How is it possible?" Lu Shengying couldn't believe it. This sword was equivalent to a strike from Xuxian Shiqiao. However, he was still repelled by Mo Chuan's slap?
He did not give up, roared angrily, his eyes were about to burst, and he communicated with the giant bone knife, "Cut! Cut! Cut! Cut it for me!!!"
"Bone knife, kill!" Dozens of Bone Knife Sect monks also had red eyes and tried their best to communicate with the giant bone knife.
However.
Click... click...
What awaits Lu Shengying and other Bone Knife Sect monks is not the giant bone knife to strike again, but the sound of shattering.
A crisp sound sounded, and conspicuous cracks appeared on the giant bone knife one after another.
The giant bone knife is actually disintegrating!
Lu Shengying's whole body was completely sluggish, and his mind was about to freeze.
Mo Chuan slapped him casually, not only stopping the giant bone knife, but also smashing it into pieces?!
What kind of terrifying physical power is this?!
Click!
At this time, the giant bone knife could no longer hold on and completely disintegrated inch by inch!
Lu Shengying's expression changed, "Not good! The backlash is coming..."
Before he finished speaking, he vomited out a large mouthful of blood, rolled his eyes, fell to the ground, and fainted.
Dozens of Bone Sword Sect monks behind him also fell down and fell into unconsciousness.
Although the Bone Knife Sect's clan-suppressing technique is very powerful, once it is interrupted, the backlash will be equally strong.
Lu Shengying and other Bone Sword Sect monks could not bear the backlash, so they fainted.
The monks around him were all stunned and almost fainted.
He was stunned by Mo Chuan.
"Shengzi Lu actually lost? And he also lost while using the bone sword sect's sect-suppressing technique?!"
"Oh my God, isn't the White Feather Sect a medium-sized sect? When did such a heaven-defying disciple appear?!"
He Longfeng trembled all over and almost lost his balance. He did not dare to look at Mo Chuan at all, and his heart was filled with fear.
"When did my junior brother become so powerful?" Li Xuanyan, Yao Rou, and Wan Mengmeng said with their red lips slightly open and shock written all over their beautiful faces.
However, they soon realized that the younger brother must have had an adventure in the secret realm of the immortals. Yes, it was the adventure that made his strength soar!
They, the senior sisters, couldn't help but feel happy, and they were sincerely happy for Mo Chuan.
"Nice body..."
A playful voice sounded, it was a young man in blood.
Lu Shengying fainted, and the young man in blood did not show any change in his expression. He still looked calm and in control of everything. At this moment, he looked at Mo Chuan, smiled faintly, and seemed to praise him.
"It's just that what makes me wonder..." The young man in blood clothes was a little curious. He looked at Mo Chuan and said calmly: "Your body is so powerful. Why don't you become a body refiner and also practice Qi?
, wouldn’t it be a waste of the physical talent?”
He felt the true energy fluctuations in Mo Chuan, which showed that Mo Chuan was not a pure body refiner!
At this moment.
Mo Chuan naturally activated the dragon power transformation, leaving only the physical strength in his body. He was in the realm of thirteen shackles. Counting the double increase of the power of the wild python and the spiritual poison, he was in the realm of fifteen shackles.
However, Mo Chuan also reserved a ball of true energy in his Dantian, making his whole body appear to have true energy fluctuations.
This is done to avoid unnecessary trouble.
He doesn't want others to regard him as a body refiner.
Otherwise, every time the transformation of dragon power is released, there will suddenly be fluctuations of true energy in his body. People who are interested will definitely be curious about why he sometimes has no true energy in his body even though he is a body refiner.
Sometimes you are not a body refiner, but you have the power of Qi in your body.
Sooner or later this will expose the transformation of dragon power.
He doesn't want others to know that he can transform the three powers of spirit, energy and spirit at will.
However, Mo Chuan naturally would not tell these reasons. He just glanced at the blood-clothed young man and said coldly: "A dead person doesn't need to know why."
As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked and their eyelids jumped wildly.
Crazy!
Mo Chuan must be crazy!
He defeated Lu Shengying, which is certainly awe-inspiring.
But the young man in blood is the Eleventh Bridge of the Immortal Immortal, and Lu Shengying cannot compare!!!
"Mo Chuan, no matter how strong you are, can you still be stronger than Young Master in Blood Clothes? If you offend Young Master in Blood Clothes, you will definitely die!" He Longfeng regained his composure and said to himself.
"You are so bold, you dare to curse the young master and seek death!"
The expressions of the six blood slaves changed, and they suddenly became angry. Their true energy flowed all over their bodies, and they almost wanted to take action.
"Stop, you are no match for him." The young man in blood-clothed waved his hand to signal the six blood slaves to stop.
Then, he looked at Mo Chuan, smiled, and said lightly: "I admire your strength very much, how about you kneel down and kowtow three times, follow me from now on, and become my blood slave?
"As long as you agree, I will forget all the offenses you committed against me today."
Everyone did not expect that Mo Chuan offended the young man in blood again and again, but the young man in blood was not angry, but even extended an olive branch to Mo Chuan?!
"This boy is very lucky. Not only does he not have to die, he is still qualified to follow the blood-clothed young master!"
Everyone's eyes showed envy. Not to mention kowtowing three times, they were willing to kowtow a hundred times as long as they could follow the blood-clothed young master!
Young Master in Blood Clothes is not even a hundred years old, he is the Eleventh Bridge of Xuxian. What a genius he is, he will definitely be a giant in Qiansheng Prefecture in the future!
What's more, Young Master in Blood Clothes also has a master who is a virtual immortal in the middle!
Nice thighs!
"Damn it! Why didn't Mr. Xue Yi kill this kid? Why did he accept him as a slave..." He Longfeng's face turned pale instantly, with jealousy and endless fear in his heart.
If Mo Chuan survives, he will definitely seek revenge from him!
With Mo Chuan's current strength, he is no match for Mo Chuan!
Just when He Longfeng was extremely frightened, Mo Chuan's indifferent voice resounded throughout the world, extremely cold.
"Who do you think you are?"
"Is it worthy of me, Mo Chuan, to kowtow?!"
As soon as these words came out, the monks around them felt that their hearts had stopped and their faces turned pale. They were really frightened by Mo Chuan.
Puzzled eyes fell on Mo Chuan.
Is this kid really without a brain?!
The blood-clothed young master will not care about past grievances, spare your life, and is even willing to accept you as a slave, as long as you kowtow three times.
Kowtow three times and you won’t suffer any loss!
Not only can you survive, but you can also hug the blood-clothed young man’s thigh!!!
However... Mo Chuan chose the worst answer!
Rejected the blood-clothed young man!
And asked again what kind of thing is the blood-clothed young man?!
This...even the blood-clothed young master, no matter how magnanimous he is, no matter how he doesn't care about the ants, he will still get angry, right?
He Longfeng had originally resigned himself to his fate, waiting for death, and his eyes had lost all vitality, but at this moment... he suddenly resurrected!
There was uncontrollable excitement on his face!!!
He didn't expect Mo Chuan to be so crazy!
I never expected that Mo Chuan would reject the blood-clothed youth!
"Mo Chuan, there is a way to heaven but if you don't take it, there is no door to hell and you come and break through it. Just wait for death!" He Longfeng clenched his fists tightly, filled with ecstasy in his heart.
"well!"
A sigh sounded faintly, it was the young man in blood.
He was still so calm, with a faint smile on his face.
"I originally cherished my talents and took pity on you, an ant. I saw that you had some potential, so I was willing to accept you as a slave. But I didn't expect that you would be so ungrateful."
The young man in blood looked at Mo Chuan, smiled faintly, and shook his head: "An ant is still an ant after all. His vision is too narrow. If he has a little strength, he thinks he is invincible, so he becomes arrogant.
"In this case...then I can only kill you, an ant! Well, based on the offense you committed against me today, if I hadn't cherished my talent, I would have died a thousand times over!"
The blood-clothed young man's tone was very relaxed, as if he regarded killing Mo Chuan as a trivial matter, not enough to be taken seriously.
And as the blood-clothed young man finished speaking, a terrifying coercion spread out in all directions, centered on the blood-clothed young man.
Everyone felt great pressure, their faces turned pale, and cold sweat broke out on their foreheads.
This is... the pressure of the Xuxian Eleven Bridge!!!
The blood-clothed young man...is he finally going to show his true strength?!
Ta-ta-ta!
Everyone quickly took a few steps back, looking nervous, for fear of being affected by the residual power of the battle.
The three girls, Li Xuanyan, Yao Rou, and Wan Mengmeng, squeezed their jade hands tightly, staring at Mo Chuan with their beautiful eyes, their pretty faces very nervous.
The excitement on He Longfeng's face became more and more intense, and he almost laughed.
At this moment, looking at the arrogant young man in blood-clothed clothes, Mo Chuan suddenly smiled and said: "Your condescending attitude is really annoying. I don't like it very much, so..."
"So what?" The young man in blood chuckled, very curious. He wanted to hear what nonsense this ant could say.
"...So, since you like to be aloof so much, then kneel down for me!!!"
Mo Chuan's eyes turned cold, he slowly raised one foot, and then slowly dropped it to the ground.
clatter.
The sound of your feet hitting the ground was very soft, like rainwater dripping on the ground on a rainy day, making it difficult to attract people's attention.
However.
now.
The ground shook violently, buzzing, and the peaks near Tianxian Pond all shook, like a precursor to an earthquake.
Real earth shaking!
Everyone's expressions changed, they were in a hurry, and their bodies were unstable, like a small boat in the huge waves, swaying, almost about to capsize.
Immediately afterwards.
Coming.
A black crack spread from Mo Chuan's feet, like a black lightning, extending on the ground, and finally... came to the feet of the blood-clothed young man!
The originally calm expression of the young man in blood finally changed and became extremely solemn after he felt the terrifying power under his feet.
"not good!"
He quickly opened his Qi shield, intending to defend himself.
However, when the black crack came under his feet, the terrifying power emitted, with a devastating force, ruthlessly shattered the zhenqi shield!!!
Then, a terrifying force acted on the young man in blood.
"Pfft!" His expression changed, and he spit out a large mouthful of blood. His face became extremely pale, and his breath became extremely weak.
Under the gaze of everyone, blood splattered on the legs of the young man in blood. His body sank and he suddenly knelt on the ground. The direction he was facing... was none other than Mo Chuan!