Chapter 2!

Chapter 889 Too naughty

Mo Qilin's departure made many people feel relieved, and so did the Qu family. At least Qu Zhi was taken away by Mo Qilin and he would be safe. When Qu Zhi returned next time, his strength would inevitably surge and become stronger. This is beyond doubt. This made more people believe that Qu Zhi's luck is shocking and he will never die. As long as Mo Qilin protects his way, his future achievements will definitely not be low.*.*

In the past, Qu Zhi would have disappeared for a month inexplicably, and then after he came back, his strength had a great leap.

They believed that the same was true this time. After Mo Qilin left, the "Soul of Purple Mansion" breathed a sigh of relief and felt that he was weak all over. This was not the first time he had faced Mo Qilin. He didn't know why, but he felt that it was more difficult for him to face Mo Qilin than before. Just resisting Mo Qilin's power had already made him weak all over at this moment, and his energy seemed to have been hollowed out in an instant.

In the audience, many people sneered:

"It seems that Su Xuan can't live long, even Mo Qilin said that he will have a huge catastrophe."

"There have been too many sins. People like this have a background of the 'Da Leiyin Temple'. If God wants to accept him, no one can stop him."

"That's right, beasts like this should have died long ago. They were born in the 'samsara' and I don't know how many people they killed. If such a person could become a Buddha, I could become a Buddha as well."

The Qu family smiled and seemed to be no longer worried, because Mo Qilin said that, which means that Xuanyuan Li is not far from his death, and they just need to wait and watch the show.

"I think Mo Qilin's last words have left a huge shadow in Su Xuan's heart. I'm afraid he has no intention of playing this game."

"Yes, I think he must be extremely panicked now. Mo Qilin's words must be true. Su Xuan will definitely lose in this game..."

Several people in the Qu family swear by it, which made Mo Chou, Yan Ziyun and Yuan'er extremely worried. Lan Die frowned. It was meaningless to say anything at this time. What was the catastrophe that Mo Qilin pointed to?

However, at this moment, Xuanyuan was not as panicked as they said, and had no intention of playing. Instead, he launched the most fierce attack at the first time. The "Son of Purple Mansion" suddenly felt a strong wind blowing in front of him. He was shocked, and cold sweat appeared in an instant. It was too late to avoid it. Bang, the white wave of air swept across the world and broke through the surface of the ancient wood.

Xuanyuan made a very fast move and punched the heart of the "Saint Son of Purple Mansion", like a thunder erupting, and the force surged. The force of the fist penetrated his Taoist clothes and rushed into his heart. At that moment, the "Saint Son of Purple Mansion" only felt that his heart seemed to be about to explode. He shot it directly out, like a kite with a broken string, smashing under an ancient tree, and more than ten bones were broken.

Xuanyuan's sudden attack and killing made the audience, the people from the "Purple House Immortal Sect" who were furious and scolded Xuanyuan for being shameless. However, they never got tired of cheating, but they had no choice but to make any move. Others were even more amazed:

"Su Xuan's grasp of the fighter jets is too accurate. Now he has controlled the game. I'm afraid that he will win this game."

"Not necessarily, that Fang Han is not simple either. Look, he has already used his power to search for the whereabouts of the strange stone king. He has set up many traps along the way. It is unknown who will win and lose in this game."

"Well, Su Xuan shouldn't have used the same method to the other party Han. I think there should be a fair competition between them."

"Oh, this 'Saint Son of Purple Mansion' is too miserable." Many people sighed as they looked at the scene in front of them.

At this moment, the bridge of the nose of the "Saint Son of Purple Mansion" was broken by Xuanyuan's punch. His flesh and blood were confused, his muscles and bones were broken, and his limbs were drooping, and he couldn't move. Xuanyuan took his hand and slapped his big ears into the face of the "Saint Son of Purple Mansion" one hundred and eight times, took off his teeth, and vomited blood.

For gloomy people like the "Saint Son of Purple Mansion", it is even more disgusting than those expressed in person like Qu Zhi. When Xuanyuan saw this "Saint Son of Purple Mansion", he remembered Jiang Yitian. Both of them were extremely hypocritical people, so he would not get angry.

The eyes of the "Soul of Purple Mansion" were filled with endless anger. He looked at Xuanyuan and said angrily:

"You are so shameless that you actually attacked me."

"Hmph, didn't you attack me that day? I was just fighting tooth. What's wrong? Otherwise, you learn to beg me and beg me for mercy, and crawl under your crotch. I'll spare your life?" Xuanyuan sneered.

"Hahaha, do you think I will be fooled by you? Qu Zhi's heart of Tao has been broken by you in this way, and it will be difficult for you to achieve great success in the future. I lose because of my carelessness. Otherwise, how could you succeed?" The "Son of the Purple Palace" was weak, his eyes drooped, as if he would die at any time.

Xuanyuan smiled and said:

"It is true that soldiers will never be tired of deceit. Since you are so dignified by the "Son of the Purple Mansion", then I will let you die happily. I will accept the inheritance of the Six-fingered Qin Emperor for you."

As soon as Xuanyuan finished speaking, he was about to take action, and at this moment, the "Son of Purple Mansion" laughed:

"Don't think about it, Su Xuan, you won this game, but it's up to who can laugh to the end, even if you can represent the Qinglong group, so what if you can? In the four-phase competition, you will never win the first place, everything is empty."

While talking, the "Emperor Temple Talisman" in the hand of the "Saint of the Purple Mansion" suddenly activated. The body-protecting Taoist cloak on his body also turned away Xuanyuan's capture and flew out of this forest with the "Saint of the Purple Mansion". Xuanyuan had no ability to organize it at all. Now, in the shortest time, he cleared Qu Zhi and the "Saint of the Purple Mansion" out of the "Saint of the Purple Mansion". Xuanyuan knew that he would start to seize the time to find the strange stone king. He didn't want to miss the opportunity to compete with the White Tiger, Zhuque, and Xuanwu group masters. He instinctively felt that Jiang Yan was likely to be in it.

"Haha, the 'Saint Son of Purple Mansion' is really a hero who can cut off his arm. I thought you couldn't swallow this breath and could fight me to the end. That's right. Keep the green mountains here and don't be afraid of burning firewood." Xuanyuan didn't care at all. Although he didn't kill the 'Saint Son of Purple Mansion', there would always be a chance in the future. He didn't think that the 'Saint Son of Purple Mansion' would let go of today's thing easily.

"Su Xuan, thanks to you, I hope that you can leave me alive when you meet again next time." The "Soul of Purple Mansion" was covered in embarrassment, and the broken bones and flesh on his body were reborn. He swallowed a ground-grade immortal pill and quickly repaired the heavy damage he suffered.

"Hahaha, is that? Well, I'll wait for that day to come." Xuanyuan laughed a few times and ran towards the depths of this forest. The "Saint Son of Purple Mansion" used his fighting spirit, which was equivalent to abstention. This was just the opening. The most optimistic Qu Zhi and the "Saint Son of Purple Mansion" were forced away by Xuanyuan, and now only Fang Han is left.

Along the way, Xuanyuan rushed forward, circling his true eyes, looking at the world and avoiding several traps set by Fang Han. As long as someone entered it, it would trigger a maze of terrain that trapped it in it and would not be liberated. Fortunately, Xuanyuan has a good at attainment in the power of power. If he really knows nothing, he will fall into it.

The audience was shocked when Xuanyuan actually jumped over the traps set up by Fang Han.

"What's going on? Could it be that Su Xuan has the ability to predict it? How could he avoid the trap set by Fang Han again and again?"

"There are only two possibilities for this situation. One is Su Xuan hiding his abilities. In fact, he is a master of power in the 'Da Leiyin Temple' and the other is that he uses the power of the past, present and future of these three ancient scriptures to avoid good and evil, and thus avoid misfortune. Those who practice these three ancient scriptures have perception abilities that ordinary people cannot match!"

"I think it's the latter. If he is really proficient in momentum art, there is no need to compare Qu Zhi and the "Son of the Purple Mansion" in that way. He can decide the victory and defeat with them."

"Hehe, not necessarily. Maybe it's just to hide your weakness. I want to make a big splash in the last game."

The suspense of this game is no longer great. If it were originally a situation where the four heroes were fighting, it would cause controversy among many people. Now it is either Fang Han or Xuanyuan. Someone who wants to plan a big gamble has failed and has no choice but to transfer this big gamble to the next one.

"Damn, this kid has made me less money. Why are you doing so urgently? At least I should wait for the emperor to brew the atmosphere. Alas, it's all about tears. So much money has been wasted." A vulgar face was hidden in the crowd, full of resentment towards Xuanyuan, like an abandoned resentment woman. His expression made Xuanyuan see it, which would make him involuntarily get goosebumps.

"Haha, you haven't changed over the years. You have to scrape off a layer of oil wherever you go, but there's nothing to hurry. Anyway, there's still a last showdown. At that time, I'm afraid that the bet will be bigger. If you want to win others now, it will inevitably make people beware of it. It's not easy to win more in the next game. If you do a big vote, it's enough to end the game." Another voice came out, and you whispered with the person with a vulgar face.

"Hahaha, that's right. Anyway, I am confident in this kid. Even if he loses, I can still take away all the property and pat my butt and leave!" Obviously, there was no one else except the Pig Head Emperor.

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