Duanmu Yawang stood on one side, looking at Huang Qian's changing face with interest, shrugged, and sighed: "I said, I still have some strength, you don't believe me."

The old man with white beard looked at Duanmu Yawang's leisurely expression, recalling that she just dodged so fast that he could hardly keep up, and his eyelids twitched.

Suddenly, he thought of Shou Li's injuries. Originally, they thought that the disciples' words were a bit exaggerated, thinking that a blue-eyed person could not hurt Mo Daozong's most proud child alone, and there must be other people secretly helping.

However, now, he felt that the disciples had spoken really well before, and as the blue eyed one said, he was indeed capable.

Moreover, this strength should not be underestimated!

However, he didn't think that a small blue eyed junior could win with one of their Mo Daozong's hall masters. Thinking about this, he squinted his eyes and gestured to Huang Qian.

A blue-eyed man who hasn't even grown his hair is doing evil in their Mo Daozong territory. If he doesn't show him a little bit of color, he guesses he really thinks that they Mo Daozong is a shameless name!

Huang Qian was clear, his eyes sank, the sword in his hand for a while, and then he shook it, as if a sharp arrow leaped straight towards Duanmuya, and the naked eyes of fast-moving people couldn't keep up!

Duanmu Ya's eyelids twitched, and she dodged subconsciously!

However, it was still slow.

"Huh!"

The hem of her left arm was cut with a cut of more than ten centimeters, and the blade of her sword also cut through the flesh, and suddenly there was a 5-6 centimeter-long scar on her arm!

"Sister... Brother!"

Little Bailu and Huo Fei looked at them, their hearts twitched.

Huo Fei pursed his lips and was about to take action. Duanmu Yawang gave him a wink and spoke with him, "Fei Fei, no, I'll do it myself."

"You are hurt."

Huo Fei's voice was dull, and my brother knew it, and he probably felt more distressed than them.

"Small injury, don't worry, I will return it to him."

When Duanmu Yawang said, a wicked light burst into his eyes.

When Huang Qian and Mo Daozong saw that Duanmu Yawang was injured, their eyes flashed with excitement and arrogance. Huang Qian was even more confident. He pointed his sword at Duanmu Yawang. Before he could even speak, Duanmu Yawang raised his lips: "Your Excellency. , I really don’t like other people pointing at me with a sword. Since you were not at all polite to make your move, don’t blame me for making your move."

Originally, she did not want to provoke Mo Daozong for the Lans and his wife, so everyone could get along with each other in peace.

Now, it seems that there is no need to take these into account.

"Ah!"

Huang Qian sneered, "To this day, you are still playing around here. If you can beg for mercy and give us a good apology to Mo Daozong, we can still consider keeping you alive."

"Since your Excellency said so, there is no need to talk between us anymore."

After that, before everyone could react, she was like a flash of lightning. In the blink of an eye, she drew out her sword and landed in front of Huang Qian instantly. With a puff, she struck Huang Qian's sword directly. The shoulder on that side!

"Well!"

There was pain in his shoulder, Huang Qian didn't even react, he groaned subconsciously, and then the sword on his shoulder twitched, and the tip of the sword actually went straight down his shoulder!

Suddenly, Huang Qian had a very deep blood stain, which spread from his shoulder to his wrist!

"what!"

If Huang Qian was just a figure, Huang Qian screamed directly this time, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground with a clanging sound, his face twitching with pain, and the whole person holding his arms twitched constantly!

All this happened too suddenly, and the people of Mo Daozong couldn't react at all. When they saw Huang Qian's appearance, they were completely stunned, and they didn't dare to get angry.

"Huang Qian!"

Zuo Zun saw that Huang Qian's pain was a little unusual, because if his arm was chopped, he would not have this reaction, so he immediately slammed forward and went to check Huang Qian's situation.

At this look, his face suddenly changed!

Because, Huang Qian is just as simple as hurting his arm!

Most of the shoulder bone was cut off. This is not the point. The most important thing is the scar on his arm. The pattern of the scar is very strange, and the extra tendons and blood vessels on his hand have been cut off for several sections!

No wonder...

No wonder Huang Qian can't even lift the sword!

Suddenly someone picked off the veins and blood vessels!

"Left, Zuo Zun...I, my veins..." Huang Qian held Zuo Zun's arm with the other hand, begging, "I, my cultivation base, I..."

"Don't panic first!"

Zuo Zun had never seen anything before this age, and it was the first time someone used a sword at will, and he was able to achieve this level of damage!

This is more vicious than just breaking Huang Qian's arm!

"Help, help me, help, help me..." Huang Qian's face is full of panic, how can he not panic, he is a cultivator, and he understands what it means to be cut in several segments of the veins and blood vessels.

"This deity will take you back to the genius argentea for treatment. The genius argentea knocked over today, and he will have a solution."

"good……"

When Huang Qian said, his face suddenly turned pale, and finally couldn't bear it, closed his eyes and fainted.

"Huang Qian!"

Zuo Zun was a little worried. He glanced at Duanmu Ya with a trembling heart, but saw that she was like a bystander, smiling with a handkerchief wiping the blood from the sword.

Perceiving his sight, she glanced over, blinked, and said innocently, "Old sir, sorry, it seems that I have acted hard?"

Her words sound polite and modest, but as long as you look at her eyes, you will find that her eyes are full of irony and provocation!

Zuo Zun's face became extremely ugly!

For decades, no one has ever dared to provoke him so directly!

Now that I have it, I didn't expect it to be a blue-eyed person with no full hair!

"You are so young, you never expected to start so cruel!"

Duanmuya hopes that it is not painful or itchy: "The old gentleman likes to say that. After all, a man who can be the first to kill a younger generation, I don't think this person is worthy of respect."

Zuo Zun had never been so stunned before, and his heart was filled with bad breath.

The juniors reacted and looked at Huang Qian, who had lost consciousness due to excessive blood loss, and looked at Duanmu Yawang. They didn't dare to let out the atmosphere. Who could tell them that they were really not dreaming?

In this world, how could there be such a powerful blue eye?

That was their Mo Daozong's Hall Master Huang Qian, who was cut into a waste by her effortlessly!

Waste...

Thinking of these two words, Mo Daozong's juniors shuddered, their scalp numb!