refuse to be a teacher

After many years, it is a scene where old people reunite.

It's just that one person's cultivation base is exhausted, and the other's oil is exhausted, and the situation is no longer what it used to be.

"I heard that although there are many omissions in the defense of Taishan Mountain recently, I never thought that such a rat would dare to come here to take a chance."

Mo Fuqiu looked depressed, and set up the wheelchair alone, but he was still as righteous as before.

"Yan Jue, you are so courageous." He said, "The Soul Sent Curse urges you not to die, but you have the strength to come here to cause trouble."

Yan Jue sneered, and said without any scruples: "...how dare you face a half-dead cripple like you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, just as Mo Fuqiu raised his finger and recited the mantra, another ray of blue light emerged from mid-air, and immediately flew towards the position where Xue Yan and the two were placed.

Under Xue Lan's horror, Ya Ling's fierce sword clanked from his waist, and then he grabbed its sheath and rushed out. Before the glaring blue light settled down, he quickly spread out a solid barrier formed by the burning of the sword.

All of a sudden, the sky was full of lights and shadows.

Although Mo Fuqiu suffered from a chronic illness in his early years, his martial arts has reached a high level, and his legs are inconvenient, which will not affect his speed of attack at all.

However, the protector of the fierce sword, Yan Jue has no cultivation base now, Ya Ling's sword consciousness is not dead after all, between one person and one sword, the invisible bond is a life-saving weapon at critical moments.

The fight itself is not a bloody fight where people draw their swords against each other. Right now, two qi energies intertwine with each other, one is the majestic qi from Mo Fuqiu, and the other is the turbulent sword light left by Ya Ling sword. , the two do not distinguish between you and me, but the disadvantages are obvious——

The solitary sword was difficult to hold, and he gradually became weak. However, because of the severe back pain, Xue Lan tried to stabilize Yan Hao's wrist, and his shoulders were trembling uncontrollably.

Yan deceitfully panicked, turned his head and grabbed his arm in an instant, and said, "Are you okay?"

"Skin trauma, don't worry about it."

Xue Lan blocked Yan Jue behind him with a backhand, and then concentrated her fingers to gather the internal strength of her whole body.

At the same time, Mo Fuqiu formed a mudra with his hands, and slowly lowered his voice to stimulate his true energy.Its internal strength is strong and difficult to control, once the conflict breaks out, the trees in the surrounding mountains and forests will be crushed by the energy, and they will be distorted and deformed one after another.

——At the end of the last formula, the man in the wheelchair opened his eyes wide, and suddenly shouted at his master and apprentice:

"—Lingtai Mountain is such a clean place, how could it be your turn to stain it with bloody hands!"

As soon as the words fell, the true energy burst out instantly with the sound, and the blue light gathered in the sky into a rain of knives, crushing the enchantment formed by Ya Lingjian into dust with one blow.

Yan Jue's complexion changed, and he subconsciously pulled Xue Lanyin's wrist and said, "Xue Xiaomao, get out of the way!"

The clinker Xue Lan not only did not hide, but with his eyes still clear, he still stepped forward, facing the direction of the green light attack, stretched out one finger, and wrote the spell without hesitation.

Yan Jue immediately realized what his apprentice was going to do, and almost shouted at him: "Stop, Xue Xiaomao, don't act recklessly!"

"Xue Lanyin!! Stop it!"

The fiery tail sound was still hovering in the night sky, but Xue Lan made it just right because of this technique-depleted of his own internal strength, using the true energy scattered around Mo Fuqiu as the medium, at the moment when the spell was written, the surroundings were already The distorted and distorted space was stretched to the extreme in an instant with the exchange of effects activated by the spell.

This method of stealing the sky and changing the sun can be tried, so it is called "stealing the sky" technique.

The technique taught by Qin Huan in the past, Xue Lan used it once to steal the master, once used it to find the master, and this last time, it was used to protect the master.

The spell is completed and the incantation takes effect.Mo Fuqiu, who was trying his best to recite the formula in front of the opposite room, was forcibly dragged to the edge of the shattered barrier of Ya Lingjian without exception. The unbearably crippled body forcibly blocked the dazzling blue light like rain!

This method has only been used for most of the time, Xue Lan experienced the extreme pain of lack of internal energy for the first time.Wanting to close the momentum, he has already lost the last strength to control the situation - and Mo Fuqiu used his own body to stop the turbulent energy caused by his own seal.At that time, his eyes were wide open, and he was already so scared that blood gushed wildly.

All the blue light sword shadows flying out of the sky, just under the situation where the two sides suddenly lost power, all became a group of dragons without a leader.

Yan Jue raised his eyes in astonishment, and tried his best to draw the Ya Ling sword away, so as to resist the critical situation that the next scene was about to get out of control.Unexpectedly, just in time Mo Fuqiu lowered his head and let out a sharp cough, blood spattered all over the floor.Xue Lan's complexion was also pale, and she couldn't stand still by holding on to the tree trunk several times. After struggling for a long time, she finally just managed to raise her arms, trying to hook her hands to hold Yan Jue's slightly trembling knuckles.

At this moment, Mo Fuqiu raised his head, his face was full of pain and distress.

He moved his lips and said, "You..."

Before he could finish his sentence, bright red warm blood poured out from the corner of his lips unstoppably.

Because Xue Lan was not ready for anything, he even wanted to turn around and run away with his master.However, at this unexpected moment, the blazing blue light that had just shot into Mo Fuqiu's body suddenly rose violently at this moment, and almost everyone was unprepared. There was an uncontrollable roar——

The fierce repulsion between the true qi and the original owner of the true qi was something Xue Lanyin never expected.

Yet that is the truth.He activated the Heaven-Stealing spell, forcing Mo Fuqiu to forcibly accept the wounding weapon formed by his true qi. In addition, this qi itself gathered the mighty and unstoppable force in his body, and the reaction caused by the collision with each other would be even stronger. It's obvious.

So when Mo Fuqiu opened his mouth again, what burst out from every gap in his body was no longer blood, but a large burst of fierce energy that was forced into his body just now.

But after a while, there was only an ear-piercing roar like jade and stone being burned.The true energy flowed away from all directions, including the scorching sword light emitted by the Ya Ling sword, no longer suppressed by people at this moment, and a group of demons danced endlessly, rushing out from that slumped point of madness.

Among them, the first to be affected was Yan Jue who was next to Mo Fuqiu and the edge of the barrier.

Because Xue Lan couldn't even grab his wrist smoothly, she had already rushed out with the strong energy overflowing from the sky——

Tens of feet away, a dangerous distance completely out of sight, Xue Lan's eyes were red on the spot, without saying a word, he pushed Mo Fuqiu away, stumbled and rushed towards that direction.

"Master!!"

Xue Lan was about to be stunned on the spot.The huge resistance constantly generated in the air made it increasingly difficult for people to move forward.

The night was so dark, and the chaotic vigor around him forced his steps to stop, he couldn't walk out, let alone judge the final location of Yan Jue's fall.

But he knew clearly in his heart that if he didn't try his best to keep Yan Jue by his side this time...he would lose him forever.

Xue Lan was more awake than ever, and also more dazed than ever.The night is boundless, he desperately wants to go back to the place where Yan Hao is, even if he dies where he can be seen.

However, reality can always completely crush fantasy without reservation.

At that time, the one beside him was not Yan Hao, but a sick man named Mo Fuqiu who kept his head down and coughed up blood.

The obstacles brought about by the raging airflow around are too great, and in addition to the darkness of the night, the shadows of the trees are scattered in front of the eyes, and the sight is buried in front of the eyes. Let alone stepping forward to a distance of one foot, even if you can take a step outside, you have already reached the whole body The meridians are all reversed and distorted.

Xue Lan was so desperate that she finally remembered something, turned around suddenly, and grabbed Mo Fuqiu's collar: "Take back your true energy, take it back quickly!! Otherwise, my master..."

"No...it's useless."

Mo Fuqiu was still vomiting blood uncontrollably, and his voice became hoarse: "Once the true energy is stimulated, the entire mountain forest will be affected, cough...then the disciples in the sect will see something strange, soon...soon will come over.”

"As for your master... Heh, he has done all the bad things, so he deserves... death... Don't you want to excuse him...?"

"you……"

Before the words fell, Xue Lanyin had already thrown him away again: "You bastard!"

Mo Fuqiu was exhausted, and at the same time he stabilized the tree trunk and fell down, he buried his head and spurted out a big mouthful of blood again.

This time, for some reason, the color of the blood stains splashed all over the ground showed a thick and sticky black.

"Xue Erjin, here...is the Lingtai One Sword Sect." Mo Fuqiu's eyes were empty, and his face was crazily shrouded in a trace of death that could not be dispelled. "Your master, more than ten years ago, was at your feet. A place... a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, all created by him alone."

"What right do you have to tell me not to kill him?"

"What right...does he have the right to dare to come to my Lingtai Mountain?" He coughed vigorously and said fiercely, "Is it just a show for you to regard me as the head of the sect?"

Due to the slight change in Xue Lan's complexion, after staying for a while, it suddenly changed from gray and gloomy to an extremely treacherous smile.

"Mo Fuqiu, wake up...it's already in this state, do you still think of yourself as the great master who called the wind and rain?"

Mo Fuqiu's expression was dry and cold, still the same indifferent look as before.

"Everyone is hoping that you will step down as soon as possible, go back to the coffin and lie down peacefully, and honestly hand over the position of head to others." Xue Lanyin said every word, especially clearly, "Your junior brother always covets you Wife...but your wife is poisoning you. Mo Fuqiu, do you really have no self-knowledge when you live like this today!"

The moment the words just came out of his mouth, Mo Fuqiu was slightly taken aback.But soon, he raised his head and unexpectedly laughed.

He really laughed, laughing so that his whole body was trembling constantly.

"All of this..." He closed his eyes, and suddenly said mockingly, "Isn't it just... thanks to your master..."