Chapter 512: Battle of Xue Mu

In silence, the traitor below said: "Now these disciples, who used to respect the Valley Master like a heavenly man, and the Valley Master has the heart to leave?"
Of course I can't bear it, so I stopped. Mo Xuexin stared at him coldly, gnashing his teeth and said: "For the sake of your own desire for power, such as the same family, what face do you have to face the world, what face do you have to meet your ancestors and ancestors!"
The elder said indifferently: "The Way of the Valley Lord is going further and further away from us. There is no reason to fight over the Dao. When I see the ancestors and ancestors under Jiuquan, it is hard to say who is right and who is wrong.
"Dao Zheng?" Mo Xuexin sneered: "Whether it is Taoism or something else, you know!"
The elder didn't excuse, but just said: "Even if we are rebellious, we have never thought about killing the same sect. The life and death of the people in front of the sect is actually in the mind of the Valley Lord."
Mo Xue's heart turned back and smiled: "That is to say, if I ignore them, they will die because of me, not by you?"
The three elders all acquiesced.
Mo Xuexin sternly said: "This shameless remark, you can't say it!"
"Whether the Valley Lord believes it or not, I don't want to kill. If the Valley Lord can take over the position of the Valley Lord in a good life, and be an elder of peace and happiness, Qixuan can still be in harmony, love, and harmony." The elder said lightly: "The Valley Lord laughed at us for power Heart... But are you willing to give up your position and ensure the doorman’s way of life? If you don’t, it can be seen that we may not be the one who desires power."
Mo Xuexin gritted her teeth and said, "Guzhong disciple, are you also captured by you?"
The three defaulted.
Mo Xuexin went silent completely.
The black-robed man of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect Jie Jie said with a smile: "Just take your so-called decent, hypocritical words, and always give yourself a reason to behave righteously and laugh off people's big teeth. That's all. The wicked person is still coming down and doing it...I counted three times. If Lord Mogu doesn't abandon the sword, I will kill one person. You see, how straightforward is it?"
While talking, the skinny palm was already covering the captured elder's head: "One!"
Mo Xuexin held the hilt tightly, shaking all over.
Abandoning the sword is easy, what will be the next condition?
Self-styled meridian?
Even if they do what they say, how can they guarantee that they will not kill?
"two!"
Everyone was staring at Mo Xuexin's actions, but they were actually extremely nervous.
This trick is very simple. The reason why I didn't do it early was that no one was sure that Mo Xuexin could really rely on this to subdue Mo Xuexin. After all, there was no direct disciple of her here. If she still turned around and left, no one could do anything about her.
How would she choose?
"three!"
Everyone stared at Mo Xuexin's hand and held their breath.
At this most critical moment, when everyone's mind was firmly fixed on Mo Xuexin, Yun Qianhuang's expression suddenly changed and he shouted, "Be careful!"
Before everyone reacted, they saw a blood stain on the black robe man's neck, and fell to the ground with anger before the "three" ending sounded.
At the same time, the faces of the disciples of the traitorous party were covered with blue energy, and they all covered their throats in pain, making a "hoho" sound. Instead, the poisonous gas in the Qixuan disciples controlled by them was suddenly removed by unknown forces. Strength. These disciples are also elites, and without waiting for any greetings, they immediately countered and quickly contained the key to the traitorous disciples.
The poison gas that was pulled out and sucked out visibly formed a vortex with the naked eye, and quickly dived into a poisonous fog. A figure in the poisonous fog could be vaguely seen, and he was laughing away: "Ten years of sharpening a sword, Frost Blade has never tried... …"
"Xue Mu!" Yun Qianhuang in the sky was furious, swept away from the sky, swept away Xue Mugou's head.
"Choke!" Mo Xuexin was like being reborn, holding the long sword steadily again, holding the sword light inconsiderably: "Brother Yun, this seat is not dead."
The most bizarre thing is that the black dragon king should have been tamed and manipulated. He has been floating in the air to put pressure on Mo Xuexin. At this moment, he was furious and his huge body of several tens of feet swooped down. Next, he rushed towards Xue Mu's direction, and the sky-shaking anger roared through the audience, as if they were not at the same time as Xue Mu.
Such a large object rushed down, and the Seven Profound Valley disciples were counterattacking, and some other black-robed men also started fighting. The scene was chaotic and it was almost impossible to distinguish the situation.
The three traitor elders over there were angry and anxious, one continued to restrain Elder Shen, and the other two rushed to control the situation. As soon as he left, the person who restrained Elder Shen immediately got a chill in his vest, and turned back with all his strength. However, a shadowy aura seemed to bypass the sword light unhindered, scattered left and right extremely dexterously, and sank into his vest. .
"Whether there is an assassin in the mark!"
Ye Guying didn't care about him, she would leave with a single blow, and no matter how effective it was, she immediately turned into a gloomy light and went straight to the Black Flood King. It's strange, why is this monster staring at Xue Mu?
Elder Shen was rescued and immediately roared and rushed to fight with the traitor. The scene seemed to be reversing.
But Xue Mu, who successfully directed this reversal, is now caught in the biggest crisis in his life.
He planned secretly, seized the most appropriate time, broke the game from the most critical point, and said that he was successful...but he did everything but didn’t count how the Black Flood King would rush to himself like crazy, so he sucked it away. How could the poison gas of a group of Qixuan disciples attract such a big hatred OT?
How could his short legs pass the Black Dragon King? Originally, he still relied on being far away, hoping that Ye Guying would free up to save his life after completing the task. As a result, several people in black robes got entangled and hated him. go.
As soon as Xue Mu gritted his teeth, he flashed his body and cut between the black-robed men. The folding fan turned suddenly and went straight to the throat of a black-robed man.
A very nonsensical thought flashed through my mind: Ding! Congratulations for completing the first official life-and-death battle in the past year, and obtaining the glorious achievement-the shame of the traveler.
"Hey!" The black-robed man slapped his palm back on the fan, but unexpectedly said "Hey".
Xue Mu's cultivation was not in the cultivating period, but this black-robed man was in the spiritual stage, just one level higher than Xue Mu. As for Xue Mu's Poison Art, he also practised Poison Art. In this respect, neither side had any advantage, and his advantage was even greater than Xue Mu's. After all, there were many ancient strange poisons in this secret realm.
It stands to reason that Xue Mu is not his opponent at all, but it is strange that this shot did not open Xue Mu's fan, and the black-robed man felt that his palm became very weak, and his strength was several percent weaker than usual... It feels a bit like being in the capital, in an invincible formation?
How is this going?
The black-robed man had no time to think, Xue Mu's fan edge almost cut his throat. The black-robed man came to a lazy donkey rolling around in embarrassment, barely avoiding the bad luck of being killed by Xue Mu, who was notoriously not able to fight.
Xue Mu had a hit but couldn't be proud of it. At the same time, he was still dealing with several black-robed men's attacks. The folding fan swung around, blocking a sword, and a dagger was attacked on one side of the waist. The fan flexed the elbow and hit the dagger-bearer's chest.
This set of moving clouds and flowing water came together in one go, and Ye Guying, who saw her approaching fast, was amazed.
This Xue Mu burst out like that. Is this an outnumbered opponent or a leap, played so well?
Of course, she didn't know that this was because the other party collectively dropped several success strengths. Seeing that all of them were better than Xue Mu, all of them were weaker than Xue Mu...
If you give Xue Mu a few more breaths, maybe you can kill? It is a pity that King Black Jiao would not give him such time.
It was just a moment of siege, and just as Xingyun and Liushui had installed it, the Black Dragon King had already swooped in front of him. The ground was wiped by the dragon body, bringing up a cloud of smoke and dust, and the dragon mouth sprayed out a black glow, blasting towards Xue Mu overwhelmingly.
Let alone resisting, just the pseudo-dragon power can shock people's minds.
Ye Guying was so anxious that she almost couldn't catch up!
Xue Mu was not deterred by the dragon's deterrence. He was not constrained by the mind when he was integrated with the Qiankun Ding fragment. He just rushed out of the encirclement like crazy, and tried to avoid the black light, but was finally wiped.
Just rubbing the edges, the inner armor of the dragon's skin was completely shattered, as if a 10,000-jin heavy hammer hit the back. Xue Mu threw forward heavily, a mouthful of black blood spewed out, and at the same time he issued an angrily declaration: "Mo Xuexin, you stupid girl! If I hang here, I will have to slap you ten thousand times in the underworld. Quiet!"