"Strong, indeed very strong." Mo Huasong secretly shouted in his heart.

Even if he reaches the second level and the fifth level of Qi refining, he still can't beat the woman in black.

Of course, if he reaches the third level of Qi refining stage, he can beat the woman in black.

"You, what exactly are you practicing?" The woman in black's eyes lit up when she looked at Mo Huasong, and she seemed to have other ideas in her mind.

You must know that Mo Huasong's healing elixir is unusual, and his seven-level body refining technique can quickly heal his skin injuries. How could the woman in black not be shocked?

"Are you from Xuan Palace?" Mo Huasong looked at the woman in black.

"You, how do you know?" The woman in black's eyes changed, and she was so sharp that she could kill Mo Huasong at any time.

Mo Huasong shook his arm slightly and sneered: "The Xuan Blood Technique you just performed is the secret skill of Xuan Palace."

You need to know what skills Mo Huasong has not seen before in the world of cultivation and the Blue Meteor system?

"You, you." The woman in black didn't speak any more. She moved her right hand and got a snow-white sword. "Boy, I wanted to let you go, but you seem to know too many things, so you can't leave.

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You must know that Xuanxue Gong is a unique skill that is not taught to outsiders in Xuan Gong. Even if the average disciple of Xuan Gong has never been exposed to it, they don’t know what kind of skill it is.

The woman in black is called Bai Luoran, and she is the elder of Xuan Palace.

Xuan Palace is a mysterious sect in the world of cultivation and is generally unknown to outsiders.

Bai Luoran came here with her face covered because she didn't want others to know.

Unexpectedly, when Mo Huasong saw the martial arts she performed, he actually knew that she was from Xuan Palace. Why didn't he surprise her?

Mo Huasong sneered and said, "You want to stop us from leaving? It's really unreasonable. After you performed that Mysterious Blood Technique, I will know why you accepted Teacher Dong as your disciple?"

"Why?" Bai Luoran's eyes were full of curiosity.

"I guess you know that Teacher Dong is an innate pure spirit, otherwise you wouldn't want to take her away." Mo Huasong has been in the world of cultivation before and knows Xuan Palace well.

The Xuan Palace is full of women, no men.

They must have their own method to recognize Dong Mengdie's innate pure spirit body.

Among the people in the world of cultivation, Dong Mengdie is a very good furnace.

If Xuan Gong trains her as a furnace, she will definitely live a very painful life in the future.

Alas, in the previous life, because Dong Mengdie's body was broken early and she was not a pure girl, she was not in so many dangers.

Now that he has rescued her, the situation seems to be different again.

By the way, it seems that in his previous life, Wei Dong later died in an accident.

It is possible that Dong Mengdie was attracted by Xuan Gong and was killed by the people of Xuan Gong because Wei Dong and others ruined their good deeds.

"Boy, do you know about the innate pure spirit body?!" Bai Luoran's eyes revealed a strong murderous intent. "Originally, I didn't want to kill you, but you must die tonight."

"Did I see through your conspiracy?" Mo Huasong smiled coldly, with a small black knife in his hand.

Although Bai Luoran has a magic weapon in his hand, the weapon he made himself is not bad. Although the materials are a little inferior, he can turn decay into magic.

Bai Luoran saw the small black knife in Mo Huasong's hand and couldn't help but laugh: "You are actually using an earthly weapon? You don't have a magic weapon?"

Magic weapon is your sister! Mo Huasong cursed in his heart.

Do you think I don’t want to have a magic weapon? But in the secular world, where can I find the materials to refine a magic weapon?

However, the material of the long sword in your hand is okay. If I melt it down and refine it into a magical weapon, it will be different.

Bai Luoran wanted to kill Mo Huasong, but no matter what weapon he had in his hand, he stabbed him with a sword, and the sword shadow was all in front of him, instantly covering Mo Huasong.

Mo Huasong snorted secretly and swung the little black knife in his hand around.

"Dang, dang, dang," a few times, the small black knife struck the long sword.

Bai Luoran thought she could cut off the little black knife, but what surprised her was that not only was the little black knife not cut off, it seemed to be still on top of her magical weapon, making her hands numb.

"You, what kind of weapon do you have?" Bai Luoran felt like he had really seen a ghost at night.

I met this boy named Mo Huasong. He was extremely arrogant and had many secrets.

Regardless of his martial arts, knowledge, or weapons, they all shocked her.

Mo Huasong said coldly: "Old woman, did I discover your despicable behavior, so you want to kill me to silence me? I tell you, with your little ability, you can't kill me."

After saying that, the little black knife in Mo Huasong's hand attacked again, and the front was full of knife shadows.

Bai Luoran didn't show any weakness, snorted coldly, swung her sword and started fighting with Mo Huasong.

Bai Luoran's strength was still superior to Mo Huasong. After dozens of moves, Mo Huasong was beaten back steadily.

Dong Mengdie looked as if he was in a dream. It was so terrifying. The fight between Mo Huasong and the woman in black became completely intense. They were sometimes in the air and sometimes on the ground, as if they were filming a movie. People couldn't believe it at all.

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However, Dong Mengdie still thought that Mo Huasong could win so that they would not be in danger.

But the reality is cruel. When Dong Mengdie saw that Mo Huasong was beaten and was unable to fight back, he knew that he was in trouble. "Mo Huasong, how about I call the police now?"

At this moment, Dong Mengdie realized that she had only been watching their fight and forgot to call the police.

Mo Huasong shook his head and said: "It's useless for you to call the police. Don't worry, I will kill her."

Although Mo Huasong was at a disadvantage, he still had a trump card that he had yet to use.

When their fight is in full swing, it's a good time to use secret tricks.

"Whoosh." The long sword in Bai Luoran's hand struck at Mo Huasong's chest like a poisonous snake, so fast that he couldn't see clearly.

Bai Luoran's eyes showed pride, even if Mo Huasong was somewhat capable, he still couldn't resist his terrible attack.

As they got closer, the long sword was about to pierce Mo Huasong's chest. Even if it couldn't kill him, it would open his chest and leave him with no ability to fight anymore.

Humph, if you dare to fight with me, you still have a lot to do.

But at this moment, a black shadow suddenly appeared on Mo Huasong's chest, covering Bai Luoran's sword.

"What, what's going on?" Bai Luoran opened her eyes wide and couldn't believe what she was seeing.

A large part of the long sword that I loved so much was missing.

And he didn't know why he disappeared, but just when he was trying to kill Mo Huasong with his long sword, his arm suddenly sank, and then he disappeared.

It’s a ghost!

Mo Huasong was secretly happy. He had just burned most of Bai Luoran's long sword with black ghost fire. After boiling it into water, he immediately put it back into a storage ring, preparing to refine a magic weapon when he had time.

It's a pity that Bai Luoran was also smart and realized that something was wrong and immediately took back the sword.

"Eh? Old woman, why don't you kill me?" Mo Huasong deliberately mocked Bai Luoran.

Bai Luoran glared at Mo Huasong: "Hmph, what did you use just now to swallow most of my sword?"
Chapter completed!