Chapter 1818

But the burning Xi blue sword in Mo Yan's hand is a real supernatural weapon, and the momentum naturally brought by it is not easy to bear.

Young master Jian didn't expect this situation. He was three points less courageous. He looked around and told his men: "you go! There are only two people on the other side. What are you afraid of? "

Naturally, the disciples of the childe's family did not dare to resist the order of the childe's construction. They cried out in unison and rushed to Mo Yan.

"It's just too much." Mo Yan laughs with disdain and makes a formula. The pure and extreme atmosphere of the ancient times overflows from his fingertips and instantly turns into a huge animal shape. He roars with his mouth open. Although he is silent, he shakes his mind.

"It's the last thing you can do to die on your own." Mo Yan sighed, fingers a loose, animal shadow toward the front rushed in the past, and rushed up the childe's disciples bumped into one.

In a flash, countless people vomited blood and flew out.

Childe Jian was so angry that he called Qi Bond: "is elder Qi still here? If I lose all my people, do you want to live alone next? "

Qi Bangde thought that it was so. He bit his teeth and let his subordinates stand on top of him. However, he muttered to himself that the master of the childe's family was free and easy. He left behind a general and a weak crown child to take charge of the overall situation here, so as to take human life seriously.

It's useless to say more. Mo Yan's fierce eyes have noticed Qi Bangde's situation.

"You can come together and save me a little trouble." Mo Yan laughs and says, the tone seems arrogant, but with great assurance.

How could these aristocratic families bear this grievance? They immediately congested their pupils and rushed forward one by one.

Mo Yan is astringent and careful to deal with it.

One point at a time will make one lose the power to fight back.

The blue sword of burning Xi is hanging in the air behind him. As a deterrent, most people's weapons have lost their effect.

At this time, Mo Yan suddenly felt the abnormal fluctuation of spiritual power behind him. He quickly looked back and saw that three people quietly touched his back and were trying to attack the protective border covering the purple fields.

"That's a lot of guts."

Mo Yan chuckled and jumped up to the three men. Burning Xi Blue Sword stabbed with Feng Ming.

"No! Let's go The three dodged quickly, but it was too late. The momentum of burning Xi Blue Sword completely locked them. The fierce breath even slowed down the flow of air.

Mo Yan reaches out his hand and grabs the blue sword of burning Xi. The sword splits horizontally between the movements of spiritual power.

Invisible waves spread at the tip of the sword.

The three men had no intention of fighting, and they turned around to run away.

Mo Yan snorted coldly, and his right hand stretched out a little, and the wisps of black air spread to one of them at a very fast speed.

The man rushed to the sky, his eyes full of panic, really face to know, how strong the man's strength is, only with momentum they can hardly resist.

Mo Yan does not pursue. Now the most important thing is to protect the safety of ziqianmo.

Before he was besieged by the crowd, Mo Yan went back to ziqianmo. He burned the blue sword in his hand and drew half a circle with his aura. His ears screamed incessantly. All the people who couldn't dodge were cut open.

"It seems that I can't teach you any lessons today."