Chapter 1092

"What are you laughing at?" Looking at Mo Li, there was no sign of panic. The bloody sword frowned and couldn't grasp whether the young man was bluffing or really fearless.

"I laugh at your innocence!" Mo Li, with a sneer on his face, shook his head and said with a smile, "the person who can make me work has not been born yet."

What a arrogant boy!

The blood sword was staring at Mo Li with a rebellious face, and the palm hanging on the side of the body flashed with bursts of scarlet light.

"Don't leave Xiaoyou, go Seeing the conflict coming up, the ancient world pulled it past Mo Li and pushed it toward the way: "you go first, I'll resist for a while!"

When the old man spoke, he had a green bamboo in his palm.

Mo Li was moved. If he was just a gentleman's friend in the past, then from this moment, he has been regarded as a true friend that can be trusted.

In your glory, flattery is not necessarily worth heart to heart, in the difficult moment, willing to shelter you from the wind and rain, is really can rely on the existence.

"Go? Neither of you can leave today! "

Shua——

The voice fell, and the right palm of the bloody sword was heavily patted, and the scarlet blood was sweeping. The ancient world suddenly felt a very cold and gloomy pressure, and rushed to the sea. He was so powerful that he could not resist it!

The old man's teeth clenched, green bamboo in his hand, knowing that he was defeated, he never retreated!

The surging blood gas came near. The old man was trying to make a hard connection, but his body retreated uncontrollably at this time.

Bang——

In the panic, I only heard a loud noise. I stood firm and looked up. Mo Li's tall and straight body was like a mountain in front of me, and the blood that was just fierce had disappeared.

What's going on? The ancient world opened its mouth wide and its face full of amazement. For a moment, it didn't react.

The old body of the Blood Sword kept retreating, staring at the calm young man in front of him like a ghost, swallowing several mouthfuls of saliva, shaking his head and murmuring: "impossible - impossible!" Blood sword's face turned white and his voice trembled: "how can it be... How can it be..."

The incoherent appearance of sign language made the ancient world even more puzzled. In doubt, he heard the next words of Blood Sword and was shocked on the spot like being struck by a thunderbolt.

"Half saint! How can you be half saint

If you can understate and defuse your own palm style, your realm is absolutely high. Blood Sword subconsciously thinks that Mo Li is a semi Saint cultivation. As for the saint, he was just a legend in Jingfeng land. He didn't think about it at all, but even that was enough to shock him. Such a young semi saint is unheard of!

Hearing the exclamation of the blood sword, the eyes of the ancient world stare like bronze bells. They stare at the back in front of them in disbelief, and their breathing is getting more and more rapid. Half saint? Is Mo Li Xiaoyou a semi saint? How big is that? It's incredible!

"There's nothing impossible in this world. Do you think it's invincible to cultivate half saint with the help of the blood gas of blood clotting cicada?" Mo Li approached the Blood Sword step by step and sneered: "just a half saint, dare to be so arrogant, since you want to die, I will help you!"

Shua——

Mo Li took the initiative! As he rushed towards the blood sword, his palms flashed purple. In ten moves, he was forced to retreat!

"Don't be too proud, boy! You and I are both semi saints. I'll die with you when I'm in a hurry! "

Hand in hand Blood Sword knows that his wishful thinking is going to be completely defeated. The strength of this boy is far above him! No wonder it can pass the test of the guardian of the holy garden. This talent is really terrible!

"Die together? You have no chance Don't leave the corner of the mouth to start a sneer, immediately let the blood sword heart breed a bad premonition.

Buzzing——

The old man in panic suddenly felt that the sea of knowledge was surging, and the vast pressure seemed to fall from the sky, which made him fall into an ice cave in an instant. Not only did he slow down, but also the movement of lianzhanqi slowed down.

Click——

Mo Li's white palm pinched the throat of the blood sword, and a purplish Qi ran into the palm, straight into the Dantian!

Whoosh——

In the surprised eyes of the ancient world, a flying insect with small finger size and blood red body was wrapped by purple Qi and pulled out of the old man's abdomen, and then Mo Li took it into the storage ring.

Poof——

The vitality of Jinchan's whole body quickly faded away, and the already thin body shriveled like a vented ball. The crisscross wrinkles on her face were like the withered bark. The red light in her eyes faded away, and her long blood red hair turned white.

The old man slid against the wall and sat on the ground with his eyes. To death, I didn't expect that the difference in my thoughts would be the result of my body's death!

Mo Li let out his divine sense and made sure that the blood clotting cicada in the dragon ring was no different. Then he was relieved.

A sudden change suddenly settled the dust. Only then did the ancient world recover from the shock. Looking at the Blood Sword with no breath, he said in a trembling voice: "don't leave Xiaoyou, you... You killed him?"

"He wanted to kill us!" Mo Li didn't feel anything wrong with what he had done. The old man had evil intentions when he brought them here. If it wasn't for his strength, they would have died.

The ancient world also knows that what Mo Li said is true, but it's hard to kill his ancestors in the sword Pavilion!

When you get the gold cicada, Mo Li doesn't plan to stay here any longer. With a wave of his hand, he puts away the weapons in the sword grave.

"Old man, take these weapons back with you."

"It can't be done!" The ancient world shook his head and said with a wry smile, "although it's rare, I really want to take it back. The sword Pavilion won't give up!"

"Don't worry, the sword Pavilion... Will soon disappear!" Mo can't help but put the storage ring into the old man's hand and walked out of the stone room.

The sword Pavilion will soon disappear? The ancient world is in a daze, looking at Mo Li walking away, no longer think about it, quickly follow up.

Turn back along the way, climb the stairs to find that the entrance above is closed. As expected, it was premeditated early in the morning.

Boom——

Mo Li lifted his hand to open the entrance and flew up. As soon as he reached the top of the mountain, he saw that there were dozens of soldiers waiting for him with swords.

"Master Yijian Pavilion, you really give us face. How can you bring so many people to meet us?"

Mo Li sweeps around and finds that these people are all in the imperial realm. It is estimated that all the experts in the sword pavilion have been summoned.

These two people came out successfully! Did Lao Zu change his mind? It shouldn't be possible... Yi Jian frowned, stepped forward and asked in a cold voice, "where's Lao Zu?"

"You want to know? OK, I'll take you to see him! "

Shua——

The shadow on the top of the mountain flickers, the setting sun should shine down, scarlet splashes, and one after another howls