Legend of Meow Immortal

Mo Luo Tiangong?

Everyone who had hid was curious, but no one made a move.

Before it is impossible to determine who is Marakhar, shooting means that the target cannot be determined.

Everyone is not stupid, and no one would feel uncomfortable at this time.

"I want to say... I am... Will you believe it?" The old man smiled, stepped forward a few steps, and stood in front of the young and middle-aged man, and said in a serious manner.

The two people on the opposite side couldn't help being taken aback, the young leader dressed up as an old man?This is indeed an incredible method.

But think about it the other way around, if you can dress up as an old man, can you dress up as someone else at will?

If this is really the case, the escape of Marakhar...

Still not working!

The scholar squinted his eyes. Following Luo Yu's betrayal of the Mara Sect, there was no secret to speak of in this secret path.

As long as Ma Luokher will leave here, no matter what he looks like, the end will be one word - death!

It is better to kill mistakes than to let them go, Xuemeilou's actions have always been so ruthless.

The only thing that is a pity is Namo Luo Tiangong.

If you get the Heavenly Merit, but let Mo Luokher escape...it still doesn't seem to be very cost-effective.

If Luo Yu is not lying, then the young leader of the Mara Sect is a rare genius who has been rarely seen for hundreds of years.

In the hands of ordinary people, the Moluo Heavenly Kungfu can be regarded as a brilliant technique at best, but if it is in the hands of such a genius, it may be the death of Xuemeilou in ten years.

Not even ten years...

The scholar didn't hesitate, the fan in his hand cut across the old man's throat.

He suddenly exploded, but there was no sign at all. It really was a killer's method, and it was extremely concealed.

The old man didn't dodge or evade, looking at the scholar with indescribable sarcasm in his eyes.

The fan was cut, but there was no trace of blood. Tang Tang, who was hiding behind, couldn't help shrinking his eyes.

What kind of weird kung fu is this?

The fan did cut the old man's throat, but upon closer inspection, it revealed a finger-thick cortex with white flowers inside.

Then there was a puff, and a large amount of smoke gushed out from the old man's cut throat.

Vision momentarily blurred.

Others may be blocked by the smoke, but Tang Tang's eyes are extraordinary, but he can see clearly.

I saw that fat old man, like a deflated ball, deflated at once, looking at it from a distance made Tang Tang's hairs stand on end.

This Mara Sect really has strange and weird skills, and it is not without reason that it is called the Demon Sect.

The three quickly fled in the smoke.

The scholar stood still, his face ashen.

There was a strange rancid smell in the smoke, which made people sick. Luo Yu, who was beside him, covered his nose and avoided it.

"Good! Good! Good!"

"Sure enough, it's the method of the Devil's Cult. It really surprised me."

The scholar grinned, and suddenly there was another fan in his hand. He held a folding fan in each of his left and right hands, and the fan was semicircular.

Suddenly the wind blows!

Two arcs of light directly cut through the smoke, circling each other and rushing towards the fleeing three.

Feng Ruo's expression moved slightly. Compared with his innate rank six, this method was far behind, but it was superior in its strangeness.

Although there are no monks in this world and only martial arts arenas, they have developed all kinds of amazing and weird methods.

Peeling out, dancing into a fan, really opened his eyes.

The two fans were covered with a thin layer of white light, and circled in the air, following a strange trajectory, seemingly about to cut at the middle-aged man in front of them, but suddenly made a turning point, going straight down, cutting across the three of them legs.

This transition was so fast that it was dizzying for people to see, and they couldn't react at all. They only heard three muffled/humming sounds. The three people who wanted to escape in front of them all suffered serious injuries.

The leg injury was not serious, but it slowed down the speed of the three of them.

Luo Yu's eyes darkened slightly, and he bent his bow and shot the arrow, only to hear a bang, and the arrow shot out quickly.

At the moment when the bow and arrow were shot/out, the surrounding light seemed to be dimmed, and at the moment when the arrow was shot/out, the arrow suddenly lit up.

Or Gang Qi?Feng Ruo frowned, is this the acquired qi?

In the barren ancient continent, the acquired qi has long been eliminated, and even the innate qi has been cultivated by very few.

The key is that if you have not yet reached the level of a martial artist, if you condense your energy too early, it will not help but hinder you when you advance.

This is already common sense in the ancient continent. Unless you already feel that you have no possibility to advance innately, no one will condense the energy in the day after tomorrow.

But with Gang Qi, even if it was only Houtian Gang Qi, there was a possibility of hurting Feng Ruo.

After all, the sixth rank of Xiantian is only Xiantian, and has not yet entered Huayuan.

From this point of view, even if Feng Ruo is in this world, it is not absolutely safe.

Qiangwei changed her position, constantly going down, trying to approach the bottom quietly.

She didn't care about the scholar's dancing fan, it's just the acquired energy, so there's nothing to care about.

But when the big man shot an arrow, the energy was still concentrated, and she had no choice but to stop.

The martial arts in this world seem to be completely different from what she thought.

Arrows are like light.

It was inserted directly on the back of the middle-aged man, and there was a muffled sound until after the insertion.

The middle-aged man took a few steps forward and fell to the ground, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.

The scholar's feet turned into a mass of gray shadows, and he rushed to the rear of the three in an instant. With a move with both hands, the fan that fell from the air fell directly into his hands.

He didn't even look at it, and directly cut the door at the young man in front of him, without thinking about the life or death of that person.

It's just that the scholar's fan hadn't been cut off yet, an arrow shot past, brushed against the fan in the scholar's hand, and brought up sparks.

The fan turned out to be iron, not wood.

"Damn it! Luo Yu! What do you mean?" The scholar was furious and shouted back.

The two people in front took the opportunity to speed up and flee, only the middle-aged man who was hit by the arrow lay motionless.

"I want Mo Luo Tianshu, we agreed." Luo Yu snorted coldly, and said indifferently, "You just killed people like this, and your work is done, but what I want is gone. Don't do it."

The scholar was stunned, what the hell is this! !It's just unreasonable.

Turning to look at the middle-aged man lying on the ground, "So, this man is not dead?"

Luo Yu nodded and walked over, "Of course he's not dead, but he's just passed his breath." There was an extra dagger in his hand, and it flew up and down.

The scholar looked at the dagger and frowned, "What are you doing?"

"Naturally it's skinning." Luo Yu said it as a matter of course.

With a slight movement in his eyes, the scholar let out a strange laugh, "You are much crueler than me."

Hearing this, Luo Yu stopped in her tracks, "What nonsense are you talking about? It's just cutting the skin on the face the size of a fingernail, and it's not peeling it alive. What are you thinking?"

The scholar suffocated, without a trace of embarrassment on his face, coughed to cover up, and rushed forward.

Tang Tang and the others have gradually changed positions, and they should be able to jump out as long as they are willing.

It's just that at this point, no one has moved.

It's not that no one moved, Huan'er and Jingru wanted to go out, but they were stopped by Sanshou and Qiangwei respectively.

Things are still weird.

That Luo Yu...

As the scholar moved forward, Luo Yu knelt down and cut a small piece of skin from the middle-aged man's face, muttering something in his mouth.

The two who escaped in front had their legs injured and their speed was greatly reduced.

"I've caught/captured you." The scholar, like a ghost, directly cut into the middle of the two people in front of him, grabbed their arms and pulled them back suddenly.

The young man and the old man staggered backwards.

"Old guy, did you have a good time just now?" The scholar looked sideways at the old man. At this time, the old man's appearance has changed drastically, from a strong figure to a bamboo pole figure, but no matter how much he changes, the scholar's dislike for him will not change Yes, so he backhanded and slapped the old man several times, and the slaps made a lot of noise.

Hearing the sound of slapping, Luo Yu, who was cutting someone's face on the other side, suddenly changed his expression, and threw the dagger forward without hesitation.

The dagger turned into a flying knife, and with a strange flash of light, it rushed directly towards the scholar.

The scholar giggled, and an iron fan flew out in the direction of the flying knife.

With a ding sound, the iron fan was pierced by the dagger, but it missed the target and brushed past the scholar's ear.

Scarlet blood dripped from the tip of the ear, but it didn't hurt.

The scholar laughed loudly, "The original poster is right. You really are wrong. People from the Mara Sect, even if they are traitors, cannot be trusted!"

"It's just that I can't figure it out...why are you making a move now?"

"Could it be that this old man...is really Maluokher?"

Luo Yu didn't say anything, but rushed directly to the scholar.

Behind the pile of rocks, three hands clasped a stone tightly, and at this moment he was not far from Feng Ruo.

Feng Ruo turned his head to look at him, 【Can you? 】Sound transmission into secret.

The third hand didn't speak, just nodded slightly.

The big bow was like a knife, Luo Yu slashed at the scholar directly, and the bow string made a humming sound, which was breathtaking.

The scholar had no fear, his body was like green smoke, he leaped forward and easily dodged Luo Yu's blow, and the only iron fan left in his backhand cut across Luo Yu's eyes.

Luo Yu remained motionless, held the arrow with his left hand and thrust it upwards, hitting the iron fan and making a creaking sound.

Then there was nothing but powerlessness, and the arrow went upwards without any resistance against the iron fan.

Holding the iron fan scholar's hand, I don't know when it has been released.

Immediately afterwards, a chilly air came directly towards Luo Yu's chest.

Samuume Seven Hands · Broken Snow.

The scholar's right hand, at the moment of striking, became pale, crystal clear like jade.

His blow didn't surprise Luo Yu, but it stunned Tang Tang and others who were hiding aside for a moment.

This is the attribute qi!Does this person not want to advance to the innate level?Touching attributes/powers the day after tomorrow is simply self-destructive!

Stepping under her feet, Luo Yu spun around in a circle, dodging the scholar's blow dangerously.

Xiao is like this, his chest is also cold, and the clothes are broken into pieces, like broken pieces of ice.

But before he was completely out of the range of the scholar's attack, the scholar's next blow came roaring again.

Samuume Seven Hands·Bengyu.

The scholar's left hand was filled with light, and suddenly it formed a vaguely visible circular light group, and pressed it towards Luo Yu vaguely.