Building The Ultimate Fantasy

The heavy rain poured, and the large raindrops of beans smashed from the sky, making the world hazy.

Institutional city.

Xiang Shaoyun, the overlord, was standing on his back, and the rain was running down his hair, eyebrows, and chin.

On the rope.

Mo Liuqi's thin body stood, silver scissors suspended on the side of his cheeks, constantly rotating at high speed, splashing rain, his chin, the water converged into silk.

The roar still resounded between the cliffs.

"Practitioner..."

The overlord exhaled slowly.

He raised his hand, and his thick arm grabbed the long axe behind him.

For spiritual practitioners, even the overlords dare not sneer at all.

After experiencing the things in Wolongling, Bawang has a very dignified view of practitioners. Any practitioner is very strong.

"Mo Jia also secretly cultivated practitioners?"

The overlord frowned, said.

On the rope, Mo Liuqi walked in one step.

The suspended scissors are like stars in the night.

Mojia...

For the Mohists, Mo Liuqi has no emotions. The Moss does not want to make the assassins full of emotions, because emotional assassins will have flaws, which can easily lead to mission failure.

Therefore, in the Mo family, the life of the assassin is suppressed.

Even the government city is still a place where many assassins want to leave, just like a trace of ink, his wish is to complete the last mission, leave the city and return to the hidden pastoral.

For Mo Liuqi, the cold Mo family can't keep him warm.

But what made him feel warm was Azhu and Mo Yichen.

On the rope.

A Xiliang warrior brandished his sword and rushed towards Mo Liuqi.

The overlord raised his hand and stopped every Xiliang warrior.

In the battle of practitioners, the overlord does not want anyone to intervene.

In fact, Bawang is also very excited. His blood is boiling slightly, and his first encounter with practitioners makes him expect somehow.

Mo Liuqi calmed down.

The world was quiet in the rain, just like his gradually silent heart.

Suddenly, Mo Liuqi was a little lost.

He hated the cold and ruthless face.

But today, he seems to have become the most annoying look he used to be.

Ten feet away, not far away, is the distance between Mo Liuqi on the iron rope and the overlord on the tower.

Within this distance, Mo Liuqi is the most certain distance.

Within this range, he can control the silver scissor, use the imperial scissor to assassinate the overlord from all angles.

Mo Liuqi stood in place, he was motionless, like a sculpture, rain water poured on him, splashed on the surface of the skin, and scattered flowers, making his figure a little hazy.

Suddenly.

There was a sound of tearing.

It is like a meteor passing through the night, cutting a drop of raindrops in half.

The overlord held his long axe and squinted.

The magic energy twisted between them, and suddenly waved an axe in his hand.

when!

A crisp sound, like a thunder in the rainy night, was deafening.

The silver scissors were beaten and spun at high speed in the air.

Mo Liuqi stared deadly.

Aura is wrapped around him, making his face look a little blurry.

He waved his hands, and the silver scissors pierced again quickly.

The long axe in the overlord's hand slashed out.

Fly the silver scissors to tens of meters

The rainstorm seemed to become the best hideout of the scissors, and the sound of catharsis made the trail of the scissors more unpredictable.

Mo Liuqi is very aware of the power of Overlord.

His only chance of winning is "Yi Yi Yu She" after the increase of Reiki.

This is a collision between a long-distance practitioner and a melee practitioner.

Mo Liuqi knows that his strength is better than that of Overlord,

In his mind, he recalled the means of Nie Changqing and Ning Zhao on Huxin Island.

That was the strongest practitioner he had ever seen except Lu Shaozhu. Their methods, Mo Liuqi, can be used for reference.

Ning Zhao's spiritual pressure with aura, Nie Changqing's magic sword...

All have inspiration for Mo Liuqi.

Lu Fan said that Mo Liuqi is a genius, and it is not unreasonable. For the practice, Mo Liuqi has a unique advantage.

Even without Lu Fan’s increase, he can self-enlighten Yi Yi Yu She, even Lu Fan can't help but sigh.

The overlord felt the pressure, even if the whole body was surrounded by magic energy, the wanton silver shears seemed to be able to give him a fatal blow at any time.

"Doo!"

On the rope.

Suddenly shaken.

Mo Liuqi folded his palms together, and with a sip, the will was released to the extreme.

Under heavy rain, this "doo" should have disappeared in the roar, but it seemed to have traveled through time and space, and exploded in the eardrums of the king's ears at a distance of ten feet.

Overlord's long axe suddenly flung out.

Suddenly.

The high-speed rotating silver shears actually split in two, bypassing the king's long axe and cutting towards the king's throat and heart.

The overlord squinted and burst into a roar.

The axe retracted suddenly, leaning against his chest, and flew away the disassembled silver scissors.

"interesting……"

"You are not a cultivator cultivated by the Mohists, the Mohists... cannot cultivate cultivators like you."

Overlord Road.

However, all the temptations are over.

This battle of practitioners should also come to an end.

Mo Liu Qi is very good, but... just some small surprises for Bawang, more... still disappointed.

Compared with Ning Zhao and Nie Changqing, Mo Liuqi is still too weak.

boom!

The demon qi around the overlord lingered, the rainstorm pouring down the sky was stagnant, and then flew suddenly.

Dancing, the body leaned forward like a leopard.

Stepped out, the water splashed four feet.

Leaping high, he landed on the rope from the machine city. The rope swayed endlessly and flew countless rain.

Mo Liuqi froze his face, manipulated the silver scissors, and continued to attack the king.

He failed again and again, but he did not give up.

The overlord walked on the iron rope, like a predatory wolf, galloping fast.

The terrifying pressure and strong wind, and the flowing hair of Mo Liuqi's hair were all scattered, making him feel as if his heart was clenched by a big hand.

The distance between him and the overlord is constantly shortening.

Overlord is really strong.

Perhaps... Only Master Lu can suppress the other party.

boom!

The impact of the overlord caused the rain to hit Mo Liuqi's face.

The biting pain caused him to close his eyes and manipulate the aura around him, forming an oppressive... spirit pressure!

Under a long axe, it stopped abruptly, hanging over an inch in front of Mo Liuqi's forehead, and the rain dripped slowly along the edge of the axe.

"Nie Changqing's Royal Sword Technique, Ning Zhao's Spiritual Pressure..."

"You are from Beiluo Baiyujing?"

The overlord said indifferently, his voice filled with wild oppression.

The spiritual pressure condensed by Mo Liuqi has too little influence for the overlord, but the spiritual pressure... This is the skill that Bai Yujing practitioners will use.

Therefore, Overlord speculated that Mo Liuqi may be related to Bai Yujing.

If Mo Liuqi is an assassin of the Mo family, then the Overlord does not care, and it is killed by an axe.

However, if Mo Liuqi comes from Beiluo Baiyujing, the overlord will have to think about it.

There is no way to know the strength of Bai Yujing, the young master of the land and the mysterious cultivator.

Overlord doesn't want to offend Master Lu for the time being.

Lu Shaozhu, who can let Nie Changqing as a driver and Ning Zhao as a maid, is absolutely stronger than he imagined.

Mo Liuqi opened his eyes, he did not answer the overlord, but did not deny it.

He came here on a trip to say goodbye to Azhu. After saying goodbye, he would enter Huxin Island and become a disciple of Baiyujing.

Therefore, it is true that he came from Bai Yujing.

It's just that I didn't expect to say goodbye.

"I know what you hate..."

"But this is different from the camp. I didn't die, so they died."

Overlord said lightly.

"Leave, just as I gave Master Lu a face."

The overlord straightened up, and the overlord, more than two meters tall, was as burly as a demon.

Mo Liuqi lowered his face, and his hair kept dripping raindrops.

He did not speak hard, nor did he stand firm.

He stood up and grabbed the silver scissors.

Turning silently, the rain hit him, making his body tremble slightly.

He is too weak.

He is going to be stronger!

Overlord looked at the figure of Mo Liuqi leaving, his eyes were indifferent.

Return the tiger to the mountain?

In addition to selling Lu Shaozhu's face, there is another reason why the king has kept Mo Liuqi's life. That is... he needs pressure.

There is pressure to be motivated, so he deliberately put the tiger back to the mountain.

The appearance and departure of Mo Liu Qi is just an episode for Bawang.

The long axe was raised, and the roar was lingering.

The Xiliang warriors rushed into the organ city under heavy rain.

...

Beiluo, Huxin Island.

Lu Fan withdrew his mind.

Mo Liuqi was defeated, which was not beyond Lu Fan's expectations. It would be strange if Mo Liuqi could win.

After becoming a demon, the Nine Duan Qi, even Ning Zhao, may not be his opponent.

"This tyrant, something interesting... Do you keep Mo Liu Qi as a whetstone?"

Lu Fan shook the glass, and the mellow wine flowed.

He no longer thinks about the matter of Mo Liuqi, and Lu Fan did not expect the death of A Zhu.

Take a sip of plum wine.

Leaning on the wind and listening to the wind, Lu Fan began to think about some things.

The first thing to consider is "Yanglongdi".

Later, it was how to make "Bai Yujing" a transcendental force.

After experiencing the battle of Wolongling Xiangong, Bai Yujing is already famous in the world.

but……

If you want to become a detachment, it seems to be a little bit worse.

What Lu Fan has to do is to make a concerted effort to make Bai Yujing a transcendental force over the hundreds of schools.

Just when Lu Fan thought about it.

In the distance, there was faint cheering, and there was a constant fart sound of "poo poo" in the cheer.

Lu Fan turned his head and looked at where Ni Yu and Jing Yue were.

I saw the black pot in front of them.

There are dense and dense panacea like jelly beans emitting heat.