Chapter 1052

Duanmu yawang stood on one side and looked at Huang Qian's face with great interest. He shrugged and sighed, "I said I still have some strength. Your Excellency doesn't believe it."

The old man with white beard looked at Duanmu yawang's leisurely face. In retrospect, she could hardly keep up with him, and her eyelids beat.

Suddenly, he thought of Shouli's injury. Originally, they all thought that the words of the disciples were exaggerated. They thought that a blue eyed person could not hurt the most proud son of Mo daozong alone. There must be someone else to help secretly.

However, now, he felt that the disciples had said really well before. As the blue eyed man said, he really had strength.

Moreover, this strength can not be underestimated!

However, he didn't think that just a little blue eyed generation could win a fight with one of their sect leaders of Mo daozong. Thinking so, he narrowed his eyes and motioned to Huang Qian.

A blue eyed man who hasn't even grown his hair has done evil in their territory of Mo daozong. If he doesn't give him some color to see, he may really think that their mo daozong is in vain!

Huang Qian knew it clearly, his eyes sank, his sword in his hand for a while, whew, as if a sharp arrow jumped straight towards Duanmu ya, and the naked eye of a fast-moving person couldn't keep up!

Duanmu Ya's eyelids jumped and subconsciously dodged!

However, it is still slow.

"Shua!"

A cut of more than ten centimeters was cut on the coat of her left arm, and the sword blade also cut the skin and flesh. There was a wound of five or six centimeters on her arm!

"Sister... Brother!"

When the little white deer and huofei saw it, they were shocked.

Huofei pursed her lips and was about to make a move. Duanmu yawang gave him a wink and whispered to him: "Fei Fei, no, I'll do it myself."

"You're hurt."

Huofei's voice was stuffy. My brother knew that he was more distressed than them.

"Don't worry, I'll give it back to him."

When Duanmu yawang said this, a light of evil spirit burst out from the bottom of his eyes.

When Huang Qian and Mo daozong saw Duanmu yawang hurt, their eyes flashed with excitement and pride. Huang Qian greatly increased his confidence. He pointed his sword at Duanmu yawang. Before he opened his mouth, Duanmu yawang raised his lips: "Sir, I don't like others pointing their swords at me. Since you've just been rude, don't blame me for being cruel."

Originally, we also took into account the blue couple. She didn't want to annoy Mo daozong. We can get along peacefully.

Now, it seems that you don't have to take these into account.

"Oh!"

Huang Qian sneered, "up to now, you are still talking here. If you can beg for mercy and give us Mo daozong a good apology, we can also consider keeping you alive."

"Since your excellency says so, there is no need to talk between us."

Then, before the people reacted, she was like a flash of lightning. In a blink of an eye, she pulled out her sword and landed in front of Huang Qian. With a puff, she cut directly into the shoulder on the side of Huang Qian's sword!

"Oh!"

There was pain in his shoulder. Huang Qian didn't respond yet. He gave a subconscious groan, and then the sword on his shoulder pulled out, and the tip of the sword went straight down his shoulder!

Suddenly, Huang Qian had a deep bloodstain, which spread from his shoulder to his wrist!

"Ah!"

If Huang Qian was just a figure, this time Huang Qian screamed directly. The sword in his hand clanged and fell powerlessly to the ground. His face twitched with pain and the whole person twitched with his arm!

All this came so suddenly that Mo daozong's people couldn't react at all. When they saw Huang Qian, they were completely stunned and didn't dare to get angry.

"Huang Qian!"

Zuo Zun saw that Huang Qian was in some unusual pain, because if his arm was cut, it would not be this reaction. Immediately, he calmly jumped over and checked Huang Qian's situation.

At this look, his face suddenly changed!

Because, Huang Qian, it's so simple that he just hurt his arm!

Most of the shoulder bones of the shoulder were cut off, which is not the key point. The most important thing is the scar on his arm. The trend of the scar pattern is very strange. Many muscles, veins and blood vessels on his hand were cut off for several sections!

No wonder

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

I was suddenly picked off by someone!

"Zuo, Zuo Zun... I, my muscles and veins..." Huang Qian grabbed Zuo Zun's arm with his other hand and begged, "I, my cultivation, I..."

"Don't panic first!"

At this age, Zuo Zun has never seen anything. It's the first time that someone's sword at will can hurt him to this extent!

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

"Help, help me, help me..." Huang Qian's face was full of panic. How can he not panic? He was practicing and understood what the muscles, veins and blood vessels were cut off.

"I'll take you back to the Celosia miracle doctor for treatment. The Celosia miracle doctor knocked over today. He will have a way."

"OK..."

When Huang Qian said this, his face suddenly turned white, and then he finally couldn't stand it. He closed his eyes and fainted.

"Huang Qian!"

Zuo Zun was worried. His heart trembled and looked at duanmuya, but he saw that she was like a bystander. The corners of her lips were smiling and wiping the blood on the sword with a handkerchief.

Aware of his sight, she glanced over, blinked, and said innocently, "old Sir, I'm sorry. It seems that I'm heavy?"

Her words sound polite and modest. However, 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 dared to provoke him so directly!

Now I have, but I didn't expect to be a blue eyed person with no hair!

"You're young. I didn't expect you to be so cruel!"

Duanmu yawang was painless: "it's OK for an old gentleman to say so. After all, a long man can take the lead in poisoning a younger generation. I don't think this person deserves respect."

Zuo Zun has not been so offended by others, and his heart is full of evil spirit.

The younger generation reacted and looked at Huang Qian, who had lost consciousness due to excessive blood loss, and Duanmu yawang. Suddenly, the atmosphere was afraid to go out. Who can tell them that they were really dreaming?

In this world, how can there be strong blue eyes?

That's Huang Qian, the leader of Mo daozong's hall. She cut him into a loser without any effort!

Loser

Thinking of these two words, Mo daozong and his younger generation shivered and their scalp numbed!