Family Cultivation: My Comprehension Can Be Stored

See this scene.

Chen Xianhe and Chen Daoxuan looked at each other, and there was a faint smile on the corner of their mouths.

Chen Xianhe took a step forward, and reasoned with Mo Changsheng: "You Daoist Mo stopped my uncle and nephew, what is the purpose?"

behind.

Chen Daoxuan secretly held a lavender photo stone in his hand and recorded the evidence.

"Hahaha,"

Mo Changsheng laughed wildly and said, "Chen Xianhe, stop talking nonsense, today I will ask you one last time, Chen's magical artifact shop, will you hand it over?"

Hear the blunt threat.

Chen Xianhe's face turned pale, and he said nervously: "Fellow Daoist Mo, don't make mistakes, I warn you, I have already notified the Zhou family's patrol fleet, they are on their way.

You have to think clearly, intercepting and killing fellow practitioners is a major crime of ransacking your family and exterminating your family. Do you want your Mo family to be ransacked and exterminated? "

Hearing the words "scratch the family and exterminate the family", Mo Changsheng's eyes showed a faint trace of fear.

Obviously.

Intercepting and killing Uncle Chen Xianhe halfway, he also suffered a lot of psychological pressure.

After all, for every monk living in Wanxinghai, the prestige of Qianyuan Sword Sect is too great.

"Stubborn, courting death!"

Mo Changsheng felt a little uneasy in his heart, and immediately ordered to the cultivator of the Mo family behind him, "Do it!"

heard the words.

The monks of the Mo family immediately dispersed and surrounded the Cangyun number of Chen Xianhe's uncle and nephew.

Now.

Chen Xianhe's uncle and nephew really have no way to go to heaven, and there is no escape in the sea.

Seeing that Chen Xianhe still wanted to speak, Chen Daoxuan took a step forward and said with a smile, "Uncle Thirteen, I have already recorded the evidence."

As he spoke, he raised the photo stone in his hand.

Hearing this, Chen Xianhe, who was about to perform again, suddenly shut up and said: "Be careful, the Zhou family should be nearby, you just need to hold them back for a while."

"Uncle Thirteen, don't worry."

As Chen Daoxuan said, he took out the two swords of Feixue Chengying from the storage bag.

high in the air.

A warship of the spirit void is hidden in the clouds.

Inside the Lingxu battleship, in front of Zhou Mucheng, he performed a round mirror technique.

Inside the round mirror.

At this moment, the scene of Mo family monks intercepting and killing the Chen family's uncle and nephew was playing.

Seeing this, Zhou Musheng's expression turned cold, and he ordered: "Let's go down!"

"Yes! Deacon!"

on the sea.

After the Mo family surrounded Chen's uncles and nephews, they took out magic weapons from their storage bags one after another. Looking at the styles of their magic weapons, most of them used flying swords.

Only less than three people used other types of magic tools.

"kill!"

Mo Changsheng shouted loudly, and took the lead in killing Chen Daoxuan.

"Um?"

But the next second.

Within a radius of one hundred feet, it suddenly rained on the sea surface, and the rainwater connected with the sea surface to form a rain curtain, which made Mo Changsheng slightly taken aback.

Just when he was in a daze, a miserable cry came into his ears.

"Ah! My hand!"

Mo Changsheng heard the sound and looked around, only to see a Qi-refining seventh-level monk of his Mo family screaming in pain in mid-air while clutching his broken right hand, his whole body was shaking.

The severe pain even made it very difficult for him to maintain the Wind Control Technique.

"this rain"

Mo Changsheng's pupils shrank slightly, "Not good! It's sword energy!"

Seeing this, he immediately yelled, "This rain is sword energy, everyone, use the defensive talisman!"

After a big drink.

Mo Changsheng was the first to take out a golden cover talisman and activate it.

immediately.

A golden light enveloped Mo Changsheng inside, making him feel safe immediately,

The Golden Mask Talisman is a first-order high-grade spiritual talisman, which contains a defensive spell called the Golden Mask Art.

Among all the first-order spells, the Golden Shield Technique ranks among the best in terms of defense. Compared with the Ice Talisman in Chen Daoxuan's hand, the defense is nearly twice as strong.

Generally speaking.

After the monk used the golden mask, even a monk at the ninth level of Qi Refining would have nothing to do with it for a while.

But Mo Changsheng found out in horror.

The spherical golden shield constructed by the golden mask technique has become precarious under the erosion of the rain and sword energy, as if it will be torn apart by the opponent in the next second.

Chen Daoxuan saw that they had discovered the secret of Yushui Sword Qi, so he simply stopped conducting sneak attacks and went all out to perform "Chasing Wind and Overcoming Rain Sword Art".

In an instant.

He beheaded the seven late-stage Qi-refining monks of the Mo family on the spot. Their bodies were torn into pieces by the sword qi. Blood and water mixed with their stumps fell on the surface of the Ten Thousand Stars Sea.

Dye the sea water piece by piece red.

But at this moment.

Mo Changsheng didn't care about him at all, he couldn't even protect himself at the moment, looking at the crumbling Golden Shield Technique, Mo Changsheng threw his heart out, sacrificed his flying sword, and charged at Chen Daoxuan.

He knew that the only way to break the game was to kill Chen Daoxuan before the defense of the golden mask technique was breached.

He now only hopes that Chen Daoxuan is unparalleled in swordsmanship, but his defense and other abilities are insufficient.

Otherwise, the nineteen monks from the Mo family would all have to be buried here today.

Of course, Mo Changsheng would never have imagined that he would hit Chen Daoxuan's shortcoming right.

Compared to his offensive power, Chen Daoxuan's defensive methods are indeed his biggest shortcoming.

In terms of defense methods, Chen Daoxuan was not much better than ordinary late-stage Qi refining monks.

but.

Sometimes offense is the best defense, like right now.

Mo Changsheng's sword light tore through the rain curtain and charged towards Chen Daoxuan. However, before his sword light could approach Chen Daoxuan ten feet away, a more terrifying white mark flashed away.

Bai Hen pierced Mo Changsheng's sword light in an instant.

Let his flying sword fly backwards in an instant whining.

"this"

Mo Changsheng looked at the scene in front of him in horror, and immediately, a sense of terror that he had never felt before hit him.

"Fellow Daoist, forgive me."

Before he finished speaking, the terrifying white mark tore apart the spherical shield formed by the Golden Shield Technique like a bubble bursting.

Immediately, the white mark turned around.

Mo Changsheng's head fell into the sea at the same time as his remains.

"The patriarch is dead! The patriarch is dead!!"

I don't know who shouted such a sentence.

Immediately, the courage of Mo family monks to resist was instantly disintegrated.

The two sides have fought so far, saying that they are slow but fast.

Except for Mo Changsheng, the other monks of the Mo family couldn't even tear the sword energy of the rain curtain, but their own defensive talismans were torn to pieces one after another.

If it wasn't for Chen Daoxuan's intention to spare a little effort in the end, the dozen or so monks of the Mo family might all have to bleed on the spot.

Even so.

When Chen Daoxuan put away "The Sword Art of Chasing Wind and Overcoming Rain", Mo Yuqing was the only monk standing in midair intact.

As for the others, either a broken arm or a missing leg.

Those with broken arms and legs are lucky, at least they still have a life.

What was even more tragic was the eleven Mo family monks who fell into the sea. They were all cut into minced meat, and their deaths were extremely tragic.

"you you you"

Mo Yuqing, who was already pale, turned pale with fright at this scene. He raised his finger and pointed at Chen Daoxuan, trembling and speechless for a long while.

And the black-robed casual cultivator who led them to follow him was even more frightened and trembling.

Chen Daoxuan even smelled a smell of urine.

This casual cultivator in black robes, a majestic cultivator, was actually scared to pee at this moment, which is also rare.

These two were left behind by Chen Daoxuan on purpose, otherwise, not to mention Mo Yuqing, with the fifth level of Qi refining in the black-robed loose cultivation area, it is estimated that even Chen Daoxuan's sword energy would not be able to withstand it.

Let alone standing here intact now.

This battle, no, it should be said that this massacre lasted less than three breaths from beginning to end.

Fight down.

The head of the Mo family head was in a different place, and the eleven Mo family monks were broken into pieces and scattered in the sea. The remaining seven Mo family monks, except Mo Yuqing, were all seriously injured.

Even though Mo Yuqing was not injured, but at this moment he was terrified. The only thought in his mind now was to survive.

Only at the moment when he faced death directly did he realize that the most precious thing in this world is not money, but life.

at this moment.

There was a roar in the sky, and a spirit void warship pierced the sky and landed.

Who knows.

When Mo Yuqing saw the Lingxu battleship, it was like a drowning man grabbing the last straw.

Pointing at Chen Daoxuan, he mourned in a hoarse and sharp voice: "Killed! He killed! Help! Senior, help!!!"

Chen Daoxuan: "."