Rebirth Of The Most Peerless Venerable

Everyone couldn't help turning their heads to look at He Heng, it was he who said those words.

He Heng looked at Farak with a flattering look on his face, and continued, "Master Demon King, it's hard to find a substitute with a natural sword bone."

"You're right." Farak said thoughtfully.

When He Heng heard this, he couldn't help but feel happy. Just when he was about to speak again, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest. Then he looked down and saw a dagger inserted into his body at some point.

"If you don't speak, no one will think you are dumb." Mo Junlan snorted coldly.

"You..." He Heng glared at Mo Junlan angrily, but he couldn't say what he said next, and his body suddenly fell to the ground, looking completely unwilling to die.

"I already have a Taoist partner, and I don't want to be someone else's substitute." Mo Junlan said in a displeased tone, "It really is trash, and I will only come up with some bad ideas."

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and seemed to be a little hesitant.

Farak looked at Mo Junlan, frowned involuntarily, and said, "It seems that you are really not him."

Mo Junlan looked up at Farak with a calm expression, but secretly cursed in his heart, you are a fucking idiot.

"If you were him, you probably wouldn't be able to bear it long ago." Farak seemed to know Xianjun Xiejian very well, and said slowly, "He will definitely be angry when he heard what this king said just now. explode."

After all, what he just said was not true.

It was just to force the person he was looking for to come out.

The result still disappointed him.

Mo Junlan, "..."

If it wasn't because my current body couldn't beat you, I would have continued to burn your pants long ago.

The current situation seems a bit embarrassing. Faced with the sudden appearance of the devil, many human beings are at a loss.

"Since I'm not the person you're looking for, can I leave now?" Mo Junlan looked at Farak and asked.

"No." Farak shook his head and said, "You are all human beings, you must die."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone's expressions suddenly changed.

"Who stipulated that human beings must die?" Mo Junlan suddenly dissatisfied.

"If you can escape, naturally you don't have to die." Farak said coldly.

Mo Junlan, "..."

This guy was obviously bullying him.

He can't take out the Lingxiao sword now, otherwise his identity will be exposed immediately.

At that time, his end may be worse than death.

"Do it!" Farak flew up, his black robe fluttering with the wind, and his voice reached the ears of every demon.

As Farak's words fell, the demon army moved again, attacking humans fiercely.

"Kill! Kill, kill! Kill, kill, kill!!!"

The sound of fighting was deafening, and the strong smell of blood was also wafting in the air.

Because the space is blocked by Farak, everyone has only one choice now, and that is to kill the demons, as long as they can live.

Mo Junlan no longer used swordsmanship, but used a whip to harvest the lives of the demons.

Ling Xiao can't use his own swordsmanship anymore, after all, there is a danger of revealing his identity, so he now uses the nine star moves to deal with the demons.

Mo Junlan turned his eyes coldly, first avoided the attacks of several demons, then floated up, teleported to the front of the space barrier, and then swung his whip over.

Fortunately, he had practiced the whip technique before, so he wouldn't make himself too embarrassed.

Farak naturally saw Mo Junlan's actions, but his expression was indifferent, even with a trace of contempt.

With a whip down, the space enchantment is still very strong.

Mo Junlan was very depressed. If he could use the Lingxiao Sword, he would definitely be able to break the barrier of space.

It is very obvious that human beings are not opponents of the demons.

Mo Junlan waved his whip at the space barrier several times in succession, but he still couldn't shake the space barrier.

After all, the difference in strength between him and the Demon King is too great.

Farak squinted his eyes, and suddenly attacked Mo Junlan.

"Brother Junlan, be careful!" Ling Xiao hurriedly flew towards Mo Junlan.

However, Ling Xiao was still a step too late, the demon king's attack had already landed on Mo Junlan's body.

The long whip in Mo Junlan's hand shattered instantly, and his body was pushed back several meters. His face was extremely pale, and he vomited blood at the same time.

Why is he vomiting blood again?

Mo Junlan suddenly felt a little depressed. How many times has he vomited blood in this day?

The injury finally got better, and now it has become serious again.

It's terrible.

Ling Xiao repelled dozens of demons with a sword, and then flew to Mo Junlan's side, with a worried look on his face, "Brother Junlan, you're vomiting blood again."

"To tell you the truth, I also feel very depressed." Mo Junlan sighed, "That damned guy dared to sneak attack me."

Looking at Mo Junlan's appearance, Ling Xiao couldn't help frowning.

"Forget it, anyway..." Mo Junlan squinted his eyes, and said with a hint of complacency in his tone, "My cultivation level can break through again."

Ling Xiao, "..."

How optimistic!

"But we need to wait a little longer." Mo Junlan said with a smile, "Find a way to make him hit me a few more times."

Ling Xiao's expression was indescribable.

"Xiao'er, go away first." Mo Junlan said.

"Brother Jun Lan, are you really good?" Ling Xiao was still a little uneasy.

"Xiao'er, how can you doubt that your man is not good?" Mo Junlan said in a dissatisfied tone.

Ling Xiao, "..."

It seems that it is really no problem to be able to joke with him.

So Ling Xiao walked away silently.

The corners of Mo Junlan's mouth raised slightly, a cunning flashed in the depths of his eyes, and then he took out a long whip from the space, and then swung the long whip in his hand towards Farak.

Farak easily grabbed the other end of the whip, half-closed his eyes, and then pulled forward abruptly, only to see Mo Junlan being pulled over by him in an instant.

After a few strokes, Mo Junlan was beaten again by Farak until he vomited blood.

But Mo Junlan quickly got up again, and then continued to attack Farak.

"Did that brat go crazy?" Nangong Yi frowned when she saw Mo Junlan's appearance.

"Could it be that you broke your brain?" Lu Rover couldn't help but doubtful, "It doesn't look very reliable!"

Yuan Wuchou, "..."

These two guys are still thinking about chatting?

Who is unreliable?

While they were talking, Mo Junlan was knocked down by Farak again.

"Since you want to die early, then this king will grant you." Farak was also a little impatient by Mo Junlan, his figure flashed suddenly, and he was about to take Mo Junlan's life with one blow.

However, at this moment, a pungent smell suddenly floated in the air. Immediately afterwards, Farak's eyes turned red, and he even shed tears involuntarily.

Farak thought it was poison, so he subconsciously waved his sleeves to resist.

As a result, when the wind direction changed, it was Mo Junlan's turn that his eyes turned red, and he burst into tears instantly.

Mo Junlan, "..."

"Brother Junlan!" Ling Xiao hurriedly helped Mo Junlan up.

"Xiao'er, I'm so heartbroken!" Mo Junlan covered her eyes with both hands, and said heartbrokenly, "I originally wanted to take the poison, but I took the seasoning by mistake..."

Hearing this, Ling Xiao couldn't help but become a little stunned.

Just when Ling Xiao was about to speak, he suddenly caught a glimpse of several figures flying towards them.

Farak also felt it, but he couldn't open his eyes temporarily, so he decided to retreat tens of meters first.

Ling Xiao looked at the appearance of Mo Junlan and Farak at this time, but felt speechless for a while.

This was the first time Mo Junlan made such a low-level mistake.

"Lan Lan!" The voice obviously came from Feng Jinghua.

When Feng Jinghua saw Mo Junlan's current appearance, he felt so distressed that he couldn't help but blushed, and said angrily, "Who hurt you? Daddy immediately asked Di Xuanji to avenge you! "

Everyone, "..."

"My Lanlan, you shouldn't have left Daddy's side. It's all because of that damned Di Xuanji, woohoo..." Feng Jinghua sobbed and said with distress, "My Lanlan, you really A poor little..."

Everyone, "..."

"Can you shut up?" Mo Junlan said angrily.

Feng Jinghua didn't seem to feel Mo Junlan's anger, and continued to blame herself, "Lan Lan, is there any pain on your body?"

"You're talking nonsense." The corner of Ling Xiao's mouth couldn't help twitching.

"Lanlan, hurry up and tell Dad, who hurt you?" Feng Jinghua's face suddenly became gloomy, and his whole body was full of murderous intent.

Just when Mo Junlan was about to speak, he heard Farak's voice, "You human...what are you using to plot against me?"

His eyes are still crying?

With his current strength, his body can be said to be invulnerable to all poisons, but his eyes are still weak.

Mo Junlan snorted coldly and said, "Think about it yourself."

Farak, "..."

"Lanlan, why did you keep covering your eyes? Could it be that your eyes were hurt too?" Feng Jinghua suddenly pulled Mo Junlan's hands away.

Mo Junlan was completely caught off guard.

I saw a pair of red eyes, just like this reflected in everyone's eyes, even if you don't look carefully, you can still find the existence of tears.

"Little nephew, you were beaten and cried?" Feng Qingge raised her eyebrows involuntarily.

Even Di Xuanji and Di Wuji were shocked.

Mo Junlan's face darkened.

If it wasn't for Mo Junlan's injury, Feng Jinghua would have directly hugged Mo Junlan.

"Ahhh!!! I'm so mad!!!" Feng Jinghua couldn't help but angrily said, "Di Xuanji, hurry up and go dig that guy's eyes for me."

Feng Jinghua pointed at Farak while talking.

Di Xuanji, "..."

"Lan Lan, don't cry, Daddy has already asked Emperor Xuanji to avenge you..." Feng Jinghua said with red eyes and distressed face, "Seeing your tears, Daddy feels like a knife is piercing his heart..."

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