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The old woman was no longer as calm as she looked. Her white lips had turned pale and her silver hair had turned white.

Mo Zhan tried to pull out the long sword in the light screen, but he discovered that his body seemed to have frozen in the light screen. Although he could not move, his actions and even his thoughts had become extremely slow.

The old woman slowly raised the glass bead in her hand and silently struck towards Mo Zhan's chest. Just as she was about to use her palm to strike, she slightly retreated.

Pfft!

The sound of a sharp weapon piercing through the old woman's body could be heard. She lowered her head slightly to look at the dagger that had already stably fallen into her hands. She knew that she had fallen into a trap.

Suppressing the surging blood energy in his stomach, he struck Mo Zhan's body.

In an instant, the two people who had also vomited a mouthful of blood simultaneously retreated backwards.

The old woman leaned against a broken carriage and pulled out her short sword. She threw it to the side and covered the wound on her abdomen as she panted heavily.

The mercenaries engaged in a life-and-death battle with Mo Zhan's short sword. When the old woman seized the short sword, they thought that the short sword in their hands would break the enemy's right and left hand.

Stealing the dagger had expended much of the old woman's attention and had drained most of her mystical Qi. Otherwise, it would have been impossible for the dagger to successfully ambush a Mystic King Stage expert.

On the other side, Mo Zhan was crouching on the ground, a bloody hole that was extremely similar to the palm imprint had appeared on his chest. He didn't expect that even though he was only at the Mystic King Stage, he still wasn't a match for Mo Zhan.

If it weren't for the "Lord" teaching me martial arts, I'm afraid that I wouldn't have been able to compete with a Mystic King Stage expert today. With such a profound art in hand, even if he lost Rainbow Piercing Wind and Lightning, what could he do?!

A moment later, the old lady held onto the wound on her lower abdomen, and stood up shakily, "This is not the inheritance of the Mo family's sword techniques, the Penetrating Sunlight sword technique you used is not the correct one! The Mo Clan reduces the number of sword techniques that they reject by attacking and assassinating people. "

After saying this, the old woman began to cough violently. More and more blood came out, until it covered her entire palm.

Listening to the old lady's words, Mo Zhan started laughing wildly, "What is the right path? What is crooked? I only know that strength reigns supreme in this world. "

After that, she walked slowly towards the old woman step by step and said in an amiable tone, "A hundred and fifty years ago, a strange girl called Dou Qiu Lan appeared in Mo Xi. She was extremely beautiful and had extraordinary talent. She could be called the most beautiful woman in Mo Xi."

Pausing, he continued, "Unfortunately, Senior Dou, you are already old. An entire fifteen breaths of time has passed and your aura is still in disorder, yet I have already suppressed my internal injuries. You've lost this contest! "

When the old woman heard this, she laughed without getting angry, "Mo Clan younger generation, your inner organs were destroyed with a single slap from me and more than half of your Profound Veins were destroyed by me. In addition to that, I also crippled one of your two Destiny Profound Artifacts.

At this moment, you might not even be able to defeat a Mysterious Scholar Stage cultivator, yet you are actually threatening this old man! What a joke. "

Just as the old lady said this, Mo Zhan felt as though she was seriously injured. He spat out a mouthful of black blood and his eyes dimmed, as if he would die in the next second.

Watching this scene, the old woman lightly exhaled a breath of foul air, and her body gradually relaxed.

Only Qin Rufeng, who had been watching from the side like a motionless rock, was still vigilantly staring at Mo Zhan, who was already on the verge of collapsing. His hands tightly gripped Little Jiu as his body inched towards the two of them.

In his previous life, one of the great principles of Qin Rufeng's life was that as long as he did not confirm the death of his enemies, his vigilance would not relax for even a moment. Even when his enemies were on the verge of death, he still had to think of a way to kill them.

Secondly, Qin Rufeng knew that Mo Zhan wouldn't die so easily. In his previous life, Mo Zhan was the only one who didn't die even though he wanted to.

The black light was exactly the same, making Qin Rufeng feel that this Mo Zhan probably wasn't as simple as he thought in his previous life.

Just at this moment, a sudden change occurred. Just as Qin Rufeng had feared, Mo Zhan's severely injured look was indeed an act.

Perhaps what the old woman said was true, and Mo Zhan was only pretending to be more serious.

Just as the old woman let out a breath of relief, Mo Zhan's limp body stood up abruptly. Black light flooded his eyes, and the wounds on his body started to wiggle rapidly under the black light.

On his forehead, a black and white vertical pupil had split open. Waves of wind that did not come out of nowhere appeared in this area, and in the end, all of them entered the black and white vertical pupil weirdly.

From the appearance of the vertical pupil to the entrance of the Yin Wind, a short dagger without a handle shot out explosively from the vertical pupil towards the old woman, who was already extremely weak.

To the Situ sisters, this old woman was their last resort. The entire Blood Evil Mercenary Group had been annihilated, Situ Qing's strength was low, and with Situ Qing's heavy injuries, this old woman was especially important.

This was because no one knew if there would be any unknown dangers beyond the Azure Mountain Range.

If the old woman died under Mo Zhan's vertical pupils, who would be able to stop him?

The old woman also didn't expect Mo Zhan to have such an evil technique. She could only watch helplessly as the short sword struck at her, unable to block it in the slightest.

However, don't forget that in this group, there was still a young man with extremely low sentiments, Qin Rufeng.

Just when Mo Zhan started to confuse the old woman, he had already started moving his body towards the two of them. His movements were so light that even the road that Qin Rufeng had climbed did not leave a trace.

When the black light appeared again on Mo Zhan's body and the cold wind began to blow, Qin Rufeng had already slowly stood up, holding onto Little Jiu tightly. The sword sheath had long since disappeared without a trace.

He took out two small profound pills from his bracelet and threw them into his mouth, but he did not absorb the profound energy into his body, but rather sent it into his right arm through his meridians. As the energy entered his wrist, Qin Rufeng slowly lifted up Xiao Jiu and pointed the tip of the sword at Mo Zhan's heart.

When Mo Zhan's vertical pupil split open, the Spirit Qi on Qin Rufeng's right hand vibrated, and he exerted force on his wrist. Xiao Jiu seemed to have received a huge push, and in the next second, a green light with afterimages rushed at Mo Zhan like lightning, and just as the green light left his hand, there was even a slight sonic boom.

Xiao Jiu cut through the dark night straight towards Mo Zhan, but Mo Zhan did not seem to care at all and continued shooting out the handless short sword from his vertical eye.