Chapter 843 is complete
But something is wrong with Shui Yanluo at this time.
The evil spirit on his body was heavier than before, his aura was a little violent, and there was deep desire in his eyes. It seemed that because of a broken arm, his vitality was damaged, and the evil spirit cultivated by the half-killer was in trouble.
And this thick fog also took advantage of the emptiness to creep in, arousing evil thoughts in his heart.
At this time, his face was salivating, and his eyes were like poisonous snakes hovering over Hua Qianqian's delicate body.
Hua Qianqian felt chills all over when he saw her.
Ouyang Feng had a sullen face and blocked Hua Qianqian behind him.
It's just that his injury was not serious. Blood seeped out from the wound a little bit, soaking the hilt of the sword, and the hand holding the sword was also a little numb.
This evil monk is a formidable enemy!
So far, he has never encountered an evil monk with such strong cultivation and Taoist methods.
In a head-on fight, he was at a disadvantage.
And this man even had an arm broken.
If not, he would be even stronger!
Ouyang Feng felt heavy in his heart.
Shui Yanluo looked slightly angry when he saw that Ouyang Feng was blocking Hua Qianqian. He couldn't see the coveted beauty, but then he laughed out loud.
“Good! A haggard beauty and a talented man who protects flowers, very good! I like to do this kind of thing most in my life.”
“Torturing a woman's beloved husband in front of her; humiliating his beloved woman in front of a man.”
“Then I looked at the two of them with their hearts cut open, helpless, miserable, desperate and unwilling to rest in silence…”
Shui Yanluo smiled nervously, "Isn't it a bit perverted?"
"I can't help it. Who asked me to practice the magic method and cultivate the evil spirits. These evil spirits are trapped in my heart. If I don't have some fun, torture others, and dissipate this pent-up energy, I will die. Go crazy first.”
As Shui Yanluo spoke, his eyes began to become bloodshot:
“Everything has been going wrong for me recently, and this evil spirit has been suppressed in my heart for a long time, and I can't get rid of it. You, a talented and beautiful couple, have just become the 'furnace' for me to practice my martial arts and vent my anger.”
"What's more..." Shui Yanluo looked at the looming Hua Qianqian's body behind Ouyang Feng, and felt that his heart was itching like ants gnawing at him.
“It's still such a pure and delicate embryo...”
"If you want to blame, I can only blame you for your bad luck..."
Shui Yanluo's eyes turned red, and his body turned into a water shadow, like a Yaksha in the water. He was ferocious and terrifying, and he was killing Ouyang Feng.
Ouyang Feng looked solemnly, raised his sword light, and fought with Shui Yanluo.
He met Shui Yanluo for the first time, and they fought not long ago. He was not familiar with Shui Yanluo's strange methods. At this time, he had to take care of Hua Qianqian behind him, so he was inevitably in a dilemma. He could only rely on his solid cultivation and superb swordsmanship. Do your best to support.
Mo Hua saw all this in his eyes, his eyes were slightly cold, and he thought:
“This Shuiyanluo seems to be a little out of his mind, I have to find a way to kill him…”
There was a trace of murderous intention in his heart.
But as soon as this trace of murderous intention emerged, the evil spirit entered his brain, and Shui Yanluo, who was extremely sensitive, was suddenly startled.
He immediately stopped, jumped to the side, looked fiercely at the hiding position of Mo Hua, and said coldly:
"who?!"
The ink painting is a bit unexpected.
This Water Yama, is he suddenly so alert?
The ink painting will naturally not appear.
But Shui Yanluo was not willing to give up. He was almost certain that just now a vague murderous intention emerged, which made him feel like a ray of light on his back.
He has suffered losses before, so he will never be careless.
Without waiting for Mo Hua to make any move, Shui Yanluo took out a blood bead and crushed it directly.
The blood mist exploded instantly, filling the room and shrouding the ink painting.
Mo Hua's body was like water, and he quickly retreated, but there was too much blood mist, and it was a vast area, and some of it still stuck to his body.
The blood mist has no lethality, but if it sticks to the body and cannot be washed away in a short time, it still exposes the traces of the ink painting.
Mo Hua frowned slightly.
This blood bead seems to be a special evil weapon.
Water Hell gained wisdom after every hardship. The last time it suffered the loss of concealment, the water prison box that was regarded as a treasure was snatched away in front of his face. He learned from the painful experience and specially prepared this blood bead to restrict the monks who are proficient in concealment. .
This time it just happened to be used for ink painting.
Mo Hua had no choice but to slowly reveal his figure.
Shui Yanluo couldn't help but sneered when he saw that his method worked and this sneaky man was forced to show his figure.
When he saw the face painted in ink, his pupils could not help but shrink.
Too young.
Like a young man under twenty years old.
Those who are proficient in the art of concealment and can use it to a high level are all old scheming people who have been in the world for many years.
How could it be like this?
Moreover, he doesn't recognize this kid…
Shui Yanluo frowned, "Who are you?"
The expressions in the ink paintings are somewhat subtle.
This Shuiyanluo, his water stronghold was surrendered by himself and his Tao Tingsi, and his precious forbidden box was also robbed by himself. As a result, he didn't even recognize himself...
Mo Hua thought about it for a while and roughly understood it.
I met Shui Yanluo for the first time at the ferry. He covered his face deliberately so that he could not see his face.
The second time, I hid in the darkness and suddenly made a move to **** his water prison box.
The movement was too fast and he slipped away too fast. The room was dark and he couldn't see himself clearly.
But Shui Yanluo was alert after all, and after a moment, he came back to his senses, his pupils suddenly trembled, and he said in disbelief:
“It's you!”
He saw it!
He has no memory of this face, but he will never forget this figure until he dies!
The figure drawn in ink in front of him gradually merged with the figure of the dog thief in his memory, which he wanted to cut into pieces and smash his bones into ashes.
"It's you, that remnant of the Water Prison Sect, that **** dog thief!"
Shui Yanluo gritted his teeth and said.
Ouyang Feng and Hua Qianqian on the side were both stunned.
Isn't Mo Hua the junior fellow student of Taixu Sect?
How did he become a remnant of the Water Prison Sect?
Furthermore, this evil and powerful one-armed monk's eyes were red and his eyes were about to split when he looked at the ink paintings, as if he had a deep grudge with Junior Brother Mo.
It seems not an exaggeration to say that it is the hatred for killing one's father or the hatred for taking away one's wife…
What exactly did Junior Brother Mo do?
Both of them were a little confused.
“Okay, I didn't expect that you dared to appear in front of me...”
At this time, Shui Yanluo's eyes were ferocious and he asked Mo Hua: "Where are my things? Where are they?"
Mo Hua pretended to be stupid, "What is it?"
Shui Yanluo was so angry at his appearance that his liver and lungs were about to burst, and he laughed in anger:
"You are a brat who deserves to be cut into pieces. I will cut off your limbs and torture you bit by bit to see if your mouth is still tough..."
Mo Hua looked at his empty arm and said crisply:
"I don't know how many limbs I have broken. Anyway, one of your limbs has been broken. I guess you can't put it back together. No wonder you always want to break other people's limbs. It turns out that your own arm was chopped off, but you are so incompetent." , I can't take revenge, I can only vent my anger on others..."
Shui Yanluo felt a surge of blood energy going backwards, heading straight towards the heavenly spirit, and the evil energy all over his body was almost uncontrollable.
He did not dare to talk to Mo Hua anymore.
Shui Yanluo directly drew out the **** water torture whip and struck at Mo Hua with the vicious water power.
The figure in the ink painting is like water, passing by calmly.
When Ouyang Feng saw Shui Yanluo attacking Mo Hua, he immediately activated his sword energy and came forward to meet him.
Hua Qianqian had experienced many changes and was frightened, but now seeing a powerful enemy facing him, Ouyang Feng tried his best to fight. Junior Brother Mo, who was younger than himself, was also dealing with this terrifying monster, and courage surged out of his heart, and his spirit started to move. With the power of Baihua Valley's embroidery needle, Shui Yanluo was restrained.
When the ink painting escapes, he uses various magic spells to respond from the side.
His Water Prison Technique cannot trap Water Yama, but the restrictive effect is still there.
And he would occasionally use the stealth technique, combined with the water-passing step, to make his body covered in blood mist flicker and appear around Shui Yamaluo. Although he didn't make any killing moves, he still put great pressure on Shui Yamaluo. .
Shui Yanluo can't figure out the reality of the ink painting, and doesn't know what his strength is.
But he remembered clearly that in the secret room on the water island, there was a strange fire with a faint hint of terrifying murderous intent that frightened him, so he did not dare to be careless at all.
Whenever you take action, you must clearly see the position of the ink painting, and never expose any flaws in front of the ink painting.
Shui Yanluo was distracted, and the pressure on Ouyang Feng, who was facing each other head-on, suddenly dropped.
Ouyang Feng is already smart, has profound cultivation, and is quite talented in swordsmanship, but his experience is not as good as Shui Yanluo.
He suffered a big loss in an accidental encounter before.
But now the rhythm has slowed down, and he has fought against Shui Yanluo for dozens of rounds. He has gradually become familiar with Shui Yanluo's various moves, and has become more proficient in dealing with them.
What's more, there are ink paintings that “know the water Yama well”.
As soon as Shui Yanluo's eyes turned red, Mo Hua reminded him: "Don't look into his eyes."
As soon as Shui Yanluo used Water Shadow Step, Mo Hua fired a fireball directly at his real body, breaking his Water Shadow Step.
Without these two unique skills, Shui Yanluo could not gain any advantage in a head-to-head fight with Ouyang Feng under various constraints.
Shui Yanluo hated the ink painting very much in his heart.
“How on earth did this **** brat see through all the skills I've spent half my life cultivating!”
This little devil cannot be allowed to stay!
Otherwise, how can I still mess around on the road in the future?
Must kill him…
A sinister look flashed across Shui Yanluo's eyes.
At the same time, Mo Hua also thought the same way.
“The time is almost here, I feel like I can kill...”
People like Shui Yama will die early and become pure. At this time, his evil spirit was disordered and his soul was violent. He looked fierce and terrifying, but in Mo Hua's eyes, he was only strong on the outside and dry on the inside, full of flaws.
Just one strike of Jing Shen Sword should be able to solve it.
But Mo Hua felt a little unsure...
Especially after the battle with the big white guard dog of the leader of the Taixu Sect, Mo Hua suddenly became less confident in the power of his Jingshen Sword.
Still cannot underestimate any opponent.
What's more, Shuiyan Luo has been practicing this eye-pupil technique for at least a hundred years.
Even though it is a shortcut and a devilish practice, it should never be underestimated.
Mo Hua thought about it again and felt that he should try it first.
Test the sword with the water Yama.
Even if he cannot win completely, in this kind of three-on-one melee, even disturbing him for a little while is enough to determine the outcome, life or death.
Ink Hua paid attention.
But before that, he still had something to confirm.
Mo Hua cast a fireball, disturbing Shui Yanluo, and then took the opportunity to retreat and distance himself, and asked Shui Yanluo in a deep voice:
“Senior Sister Ye Jin of Baihua Valley, was it you who killed her?”
Ouyang Feng and Hua Qianqian were both startled.
"Ye Jin?" Shui Yanluo was stunned, and then grinned, "I have played with so many women, and I can't even count the ones I killed when I got tired of playing with them. How do I know which one you are talking about?"
Mo Hua's eyes are slightly cold.
Hua Qianqian was even more shocked and angry. She gritted her teeth and said, "It turns out it was you...you killed Jin'er, and I...I want you to pay with your life!"
Hua Qianqian flicked his sleeves, and several silver needles drew out colorful rays of light, heading straight for Shui Yanluo's face.
Shui Yanluo looked disdainful, swung his whip, knocked down all the silver needles, and sneered:
“You are still worried about others. This is a rouge boat, and there are rivers of smoke and water everywhere. You can't escape, and you will fall into my hands sooner or later. When the time comes, I will let you know what life is worse than death..."
After Shui Yanluo finished speaking, he looked at the ink painting and suddenly smiled gloomily:
"I almost forgot that you are a remnant of the Water Prison Sect. In the Yu Family Water Village, all the dead people are your 'relatives'. I will do my best to the end, and I will send you down there with you later. They reunite."
Shui Yanluo wanted to use these words to shake Mo Hua's mind, and then take the opportunity to attack Mo Hua.
But Shuiyanluo guessed wrong.
Mo Hua felt calm inside and was not affected at all.
Because he is not a remnant of the Water Prison Sect at all.
The people in Yujia Shuizhai actually have nothing to do with him...
On the contrary, Shui Yanluo mentioned Yujia Water Village, which made Mo Hua's heart move. He pretended to be angry and said:
“You inhumane beast! I will kill you and sprinkle your blood on the graves of your family members to pay homage to their dead souls!”
When Shui Yanluo heard this, he smiled sullenly and said, "Ignorant little devil, do you know where they died? Where did their souls go? There is no grave or soul. What are you paying homage to? It's really a joke."
Shui Yama laughed loudly.
Mo Hua's eyes lit up.
Sure enough, this Shuiyan knows the location of the altar.
After the monks in the Yu family's water village were massacred, it was most likely that Shui Yanluo personally delivered them to the altar and offered sacrifices to the evil god.
only…
Mo Hua frowned slightly.
In this way, it is not easy to kill this Shuiyanluo casually.
At least let him "make full use of everything" and vomit out the place on the altar before dying.
"First, use the Shocking Sword to disrupt his soul. While he is in a state of confusion, subdue him and break off his limbs, no, three limbs. Then put him on the torture board and torture him slowly..."
“Just need to control the strength of the Jingshen Sword...”
Mo Hua finished planning in his mind, his eyes were slightly focused, and the golden color in his eyes was flowing. He was about to try the true power of the Jingshen Sword that he had worked so hard to practice on Shui Yanluo.
At this moment, he suddenly noticed something, his expression paused, the golden light in his eyes slowly disappeared, and he turned to look out the door.
At some point outside the door, there was a person standing.
She is a woman, dressed up in a fancy way, with a makeup look on her face.
It is just like the flowers are like jade.
At this time, she stood at the door and sneered, "I won't see you for a while, your room will be very lively."
As soon as she spoke, everyone stopped.
Shui Yanluo's eyes flashed slightly, he restrained his murderous intent, and said, "Miao'er, why are you here?"
"What?" Hua Ruyu glanced at him coldly and sneered, "I can't come? Did it ruin your good deeds?"
She has been hanging out with this Water Yama for a long time and knows his nature well.
She could tell with just one glance at this situation that Shui Yanluo had some dirty intentions when he appeared here.
“You were talking sweetly just now, but in the next moment you want to eat secretly behind my back. It's really a bad virtue!”
Shui Yanluo was in the wrong after all, and he still had feelings for Hua Ruyu in his heart. Even if he was scolded, he would not retaliate, but said with a smile:
"Miao'er, don't get me wrong, you are the only one in my heart. But...you also know that my superior method is extremely difficult to practice, and things will go wrong every once in a while, so I need to find something to vent about. You are cruel, don't you? If you are willing to give it to me, I can only make this decision, and this is not my original intention..."
Hua Ruyu sneered, "So you still blame me for this?"
"How could I blame you," Shui Yanluo said softly, "I only think about how to treat you well."
Hua Ruyu snorted coldly, "A man's mouth is a liar. He keeps saying useless rhetoric."
After finishing speaking, she looked at Ouyang Feng again and sneered the same way:
"Young Master Ouyang, the same is true for you. I have worked hard to create such a good opportunity for you, so that you can enjoy the bliss of the world for a moment. Who would have thought that you don't know a good heart, and instead lie to me, telling me the same thing, and secretly... But doing these little tricks..."
She could tell at a glance that Ouyang Feng had not touched Hua Qianqian at all, and he had no intention of submitting to the young master.
Ouyang Feng has figured it out.
At this time, his eyes were like swords, his temperament was awe-inspiring, and he said in a deep voice:
“We have different paths and cannot work together. I cannot reach the threshold of the Prince's Pavilion. On the contrary, it is you…”
Ouyang Feng's eyes were cold, "As a teacher in Baihua Valley and a role model for others, but you do this unscrupulous thing, aren't you afraid of being punished by God?"
"God's punishment?" Hua Ruyu was stunned when she heard the words, and then she laughed so hard, "Where is the God's punishment? I have been teaching in Baihua Valley for so many years, and I have brought countless girls to this boat. Isn't it still alive now?" Do you have to be fine? Where does this divine punishment come from?”
Hua Qianqian's face was pale, her eyes were slightly red, her eyes were filled with disappointment and pain, and she said angrily:
“Flowers are like jade! You will not die well!”
Hua Ruyu smiled softly and didn't take it seriously, but avoided Hua Qianqian's gaze.
With a sweep of her eyes, her gaze fell on Mo Hua, the last person in the room, and then she couldn't help but her eyes lit up and she praised:
“I feel pity for such a handsome and well-behaved young man...”
Mo Hua snorted coldly, with a look of disgust on his face.
The flowers are like jade, but I like them even more. Their eyes are sparkling.
When Shui Yanluo on the side saw this, he felt as if he had eaten a fly. He couldn't help but feel sour. He looked at Mo Hua as if he wanted to eat someone.
"etc…"
Hua Ruyu smiled slightly and looked at the face painted in ink. She always felt that it looked familiar. After a while, she suddenly thought of it and said in surprise:
“You are the little beauty who entered the Valley of Flowers that day…”
Mo Hua's face darkened.
He went to Baihua Valley to save trouble and simply put on a Taoist robe and no pink and white. He relied on his "natural beauty", so his face before and now are almost the same.
What's more, he is still rescuing Hua Qianqian. The two of them stood together and contacted each other. Hua Ruyu naturally recognized him quickly.
Ouyang Feng on the side, although he felt that the timing was not right, he couldn't help being shocked in his heart.
Entering Baihua Valley? !
Junior Brother Mo has actually entered Baihua Valley? !
Is Baihua Valley also a place that men can enter? !
Ouyang Feng silently glanced at Mo Hua, with a hint of admiration in his eyes unconsciously.
Shui Yanluo saw that the flowers were like jade and his eyes were all fixed on the ink paintings. He became more and more upset and said:
“Miaoer, it's getting late, we can't delay any longer.”
Hua Ruyu glanced at him lightly and said coldly, "Forget it, let's work together to take them down first, and then I'll settle the score with you."
Shuiyan Luo said: "I will listen to you."
After the two of them finished speaking, they took action together and fought with Mo Hua and the others again.
At this point, Mo Hua felt the pressure suddenly increase.
Hua Ruyu is also at the pinnacle of foundation building, and is not far away from the Golden Core realm. He has the inheritance of Baihua Valley, and is good at using pink spiritual needles with a poisonous fragrance, which is very tricky.
With the addition of Shui Yanluo and Shui Yanluo, the situation becomes a bit unsatisfactory.
Mo Hua frowned. ,
The clues to the altar can only be found later.
How about killing this pair of dogs and men directly?
In this situation, with the constraints of flowers and jade, it is almost impossible to capture Shuiyanluo alive.
This is in the rouge boat. If we delay it any longer, the situation will become more and more dangerous.
And this Hua Ruyu is not only vicious and has done all kinds of bad things, but also knows about her own "dark history", so she cannot be left alone.
Mo Hua made up his mind and was about to take action when he suddenly hesitated.
He sensed a powerful force.
Not only him, but everyone in the room felt this sense of oppression. They all stopped and looked at the door.
At this time, there was a man standing outside the door. His expression was cold, but his cultivation was unusually strong, giving off an aura that was completely different from ordinary foundation building.
Golden elixir!
Mo Hua's pupils shrank and his heart sank.
The golden elixir on the Rouge Boat is here too!
(End of this chapter)
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