Chapter 653

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There was another sharp scream of weapons. The two stood on tiptoe and soared in the air. The vine whip and Mo Dao collided, and the splash of spiritual energy reflected the two pale faces.

One comes back from the dead.

A life worse than death.

During the struggle of strength, thousands of piles of snow surged in the eyes of Taxianjun, and he shouted sternly: "No return, soul quenching!"

Grandmaster Mo gritted his teeth and said in a low voice: "Damn it, soul quenching."

In an instant, their own spiritual power poured into the divine weapon, and the two divine weapons each shined brightly. Liehong and Youbi fought fiercely - in the end, there was only a "bang" sound of explosion, and they were hit by no return. The ink-burning shoulder actually pierced the left arm of the Immortal Lord.

Both of them groaned, one on the left and the other on the right, and landed on the ground, panting, not feeling the pain of the wound at all, focusing all their attention on the other. They are like fierce beasts fighting in a cage. Either you die or I live.

Ta Xianjun's eyes were dark: "The moves you use to use the vine whip are so similar to him."

"He" naturally refers to Chu Wanning.

Grandmaster Mo did not want to have any more entanglements with Taxianjun, and his eyes were killing: "Why don't you get out of here?!"

"Let me go away?" Taxianjun sneered, "Mo Weiyu, what qualifications do you have? You have been wearing sheep's clothing for a long time, you must not forget that your lips are still stained with sheep's blood."

Without saying a word, he rose up again and started a decisive battle. Ta Xianjun rushed over quickly, with lava boiling under his feet and sparks flying everywhere, but his every move was burning with ink. It was as if he was looking at his own reflection in the lake. Before Ta Xianjun's sword fell, he had already He suddenly retreated a few feet, and the sun was blazing under his feet, and fire was flowing.

Between the two of them advancing and retreating, their movements were all as expected by the other. In the blink of an eye, they had reached the peak of their duel for more than a hundred rounds, but they were evenly matched, and no one could take advantage of the other.

The ink-burning forehead was covered with fine sweat, and the Tao Xianjun was breathing deeply. They were still lingering, watching, and turning around in circles.

Sweat seeped into the dark brows, paused for a moment, and then suddenly dripped down.

Mo Ran gritted his teeth and whispered: "What are you doing all this for?"

"As I said, the Suiren clan is no longer in my world, so don't dream about swallowing up this last handful of fire."

Mo Ran suddenly became angry: "That is also your last fire!!"

"But I can't get him." Taxianjun said solemnly, "Besides, is there any difference between you and me? My hands are full of blood, so you can clean them? Why can I only be alone in a long night of drunkenness and dreaming? But you can guard Shi Mo, guard Chu Wanning, guard your ridiculous uncle and cousin - why are you?"

When Mo Ran heard what he said, he was suddenly stunned. After a while, he said: "You have got it."

"..."

Mo Ran looked at himself in the previous life. He kept saying in his heart, but never said anything, so he murmured: "What you got is that you stepped on him under your feet. ... It was you who extinguished it with your own hands." he."

Ta Xianjun's expression suddenly became extremely dangerous. The bridge of his nose wrinkled slightly, and there seemed to be evil dragons in his pupils. He was so gloomy that even his self-proclaimed name changed without realizing it: "I am ruined." Him? Ridiculous. How do you know that it wasn’t him who ruined me?”

"You don't know the truth about the cracking of the sky back then!"

"I don't need to know." Taxianjun said solemnly, "Mo Weiyu, it's already too late. I think this is good. As long as he is alive, is mine, and can be held in my palm, he is happy. , It doesn’t matter if you don’t want to, you don’t matter if you hate me, or you blame me. It doesn’t matter.”

He paused: "As long as I can see him."

The ink-burning voice was boiled by anger and pain, torn by the overwhelming guilt and trembling. He trembled slightly: "You have already destroyed him once. You want to destroy yourself, and you want to destroy him." Is this the second time for him in this world..."

Ta Xianjun suddenly showed his face, his eyes were deep, and he looked back and forth at Mo Ran's face.

Then he said: "What can't be destroyed? Don't you think so? It doesn't matter whether this person is dead or alive, as long as he can be held in the palm of his hand, it doesn't matter."

Mo Ran shook his head, closed his eyes, and said hoarsely: "You are wrong. You shouldn't treat him like this, he...he is the best person to treat you in the world."

"How ridiculous." Ta Xianjun's smile suddenly tightened, "He is the person who treats me the best in the world? What about Master Mo? Grandmaster Mo, don't you think you are ridiculous? The person you should be thinking about is obviously always gentle. You never look down on your teacher Mingjing, and you tell me that Chu Wanning is the best person in the world? Do you know what you are talking about? "

"You're the one who doesn't know what you're talking about!"

They were close to each other, and their spiritual energy hissed and flowed into each other.

The burning eyes are red.

"He treats you sincerely, but he is very stupid. He does many things...many things so stupidly, and he doesn't tell you. Wake up, the person you like is not a teacher at all, how have you ever done it in so many years? Have you ever had a yearning for Master? Who were you thinking about when you were lying on the empty couch in Wushan Palace?"

"...I do not deny that he is very comfortable to fuck." Ta Xianjun said indifferently, "But so what. He can never replace Shi Mo."

When Mo Ran heard what he said, it was clearly his past life, but his blood surged with anger and his head buzzed. He gritted his teeth and said: "You are not allowed to rǔ him."

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