The vast sea water converges.

Armor was formed.

Immediately afterwards.

The Pixiu directly hit the golden crow sword that Mo Zuoyan had cut down with his body.

This moment.

In the sky at night.

In the eyes of the residents.

The painted black light ball collided with the blazing white sword light.

Rumble!!!

A shocking sound broke out.

Two powerful energy impacts.

Bang bang bang!!!

The aftermath spreads.

Such a huge movement.

It's like a missile landing here.

Even more terrifying.

The ground cracked.

Where the white sword light shines, the ground was cut by the overflowing sword energy, and where the black light shines, it was frozen into frozen soil by the cold air.

"My God..."

Nie Donglin was stunned.

"You must win."

at the same time.

The residents prayed secretly in their hearts.

"A villain."

Click!

Mo Zuoyan's extremely majestic voice came out, "You can't surrender quickly."

Boom!

As soon as the words fell.

The blazing white sword light cut the painted black ball of light, like a sharp blade cutting a huge watermelon from the middle, slashing it into two halves.

roar!!!

The extremely painful sound of Pixiu sounded.

Buzz!

The black light quickly dissipated.

In a blink of an eye.

The giant beast, which was originally ten meters tall, turned into the size of a wolfdog, extremely weak. Mo Zuoyan severely injured him with one sword. The extremely weak Pixiu recovered a little spirituality. He shrank his neck in horror and grinned at Mo Zuoyan.

The light dissipates.

Mo Zuoyan was standing in the void with his hands on his back, and the magic sword was floating on Mo Zuoyan's right hand, pointing directly at the Pixiu, which had turned into the size of a wolfdog.

"A villain."

Mo Zuoyan's eyes were indifferent and shouted, "I hope that your practice will not be easy. It is because of the residual thoughts of dead marine creatures that caused the riot and lost their minds."

"I think you haven't hurt anyone yet."

"I can give you an opportunity to reform."

"Put into our school."

As soon as the words fell.

The magic sword floating on Mo Zuoyan's right hand slowly fell down. The tip of the sword no longer pointed at the Pixiu, but pointed to the ground, and the murderous aura on Mo Zuoyan also restrained.

“…”

The Pixiu, which has recovered its spirituality, is extremely smart. After not feeling Mo Zuoyan's murderous intent, he turned his little head and turned into a very well-behaved look.

then.

In full view of everyone.

He ran to Mo Zuoyan happily.

A flattering look.

"Um."

Mo Zuoyan nodded with satisfaction, reached out to touch Pixiu's head, and said, "No, not bad."

"This matter is over."

Mo Zuoyan looked down at Hao Yuncheng and Zuo Lengyue who were shocked and had not yet come back to their senses, and said, "I should also report to my senior brother."

As soon as the words fell.

Mo Zuoyan waved his right hand, and the Pixiu turned into a black light and fled into his sleeve.

brush!

Immediately afterwards.

Mo Zuoyan waved his sword finger and formed a sword seal. His body and sword harmony turned into a sword light. Under the gaze of the residents of Weihai, he disappeared into the night.

In a blink of an eye.

You can't see anything.

Only a messy battle scene was left.

"Uncle Master, Uncle Master, take me away. I also want to kneel down and listen to Master and his arguments all year round."

Hao Yuncheng shouted.

However.

Mo Zuoyan has already left.

After the silence.

It's just a hustle and bustle.

even.

Many crazy residents rushed out of their residences and rushed to the battle scene between Mo Zuoyan and Pixiu at the fastest speed.

Obviously.

They want to try their luck.

Maybe the sword immortal from the "Pure Yang Sword Sect" "accidentally" left some immortal fate waiting for those who are destined to be there?

Maybe you are the one who is destined to be?

Dingling...

Nie Donglin's cell phone rang.

"grown ups."

Nie Donglin saw the caller ID clearly and his expression was immediately serious.

"Closing the scene, and prohibiting any unrelated personnel from approaching."

An extremely solemn order came from the other end of the phone.

"yes."

Nie Donglin nodded.

The phone hangs up.

Nie Donglin looked at the direction Mo Zuoyan left, and his mood could not calm down for a long time.

"Is it?"
Chapter completed!