Chapter 181 Don’t Die Too Quickly (Seeking Monthly Tickets)
Wang Weijun and Li Chen avoided the sword energy.
The two of them turned their eyes to Xiao Mo at the same time, their attention focused on the jade plate engraved with "Ye Xue Feng" on his waist, and their brows furrowed.
"I was wondering who was this foolish man, but it turned out to be the bastard master's bastard disciple." Wang Weijun sneered, his tone tinged with sarcasm, "Do you know who we are?"
Xiao Mo's expression remained unchanged. He simply drank the tea in his cup calmly and responded, "Xue Kui said that I don't need to know who others are. As long as I can beat them, that's all that matters."
"What a big tone!" Wang Weijun narrowed his eyes, his tone cold.
Li Chen laughed and interjected, "Brother Wang, why are you wasting so much time talking to him? Just chop off his limbs, turn him into a human pig and throw him back to Yexue Peak. Let's see what the Blood King looks like!"
"Okay! Let's do as Brother Li says!"
Before he finished speaking, Wang Weijun drew his sword and rushed forward. At the same time, Li Chen also rushed forward with a gun.
Xiao Mo instantly drew out the Soul-Gathering Knife, and a blood-red knife-like aura suddenly enveloped his body.
Without hesitation, he struck out with a powerful blow.
Wang Weijun hurriedly blocked with his sword, and the swords collided with each other making a sharp sound.
The force of the knife was so incredible that it made his palm numb.
How can a little kid who looks no more than ten years old be so strong?
The next moment, the violent and agitated bloody aura rushed towards him, as if it wanted to devour him.
"Has this little brat established his foundation?"
Wang Weijun's heart skipped a beat.
This little brat has just started on the path of cultivation not long ago, right?
How come you have established your foundation so quickly?
And let’s not even talk about building the foundation.
Why is his foundation-building stage so outrageous?
In comparison, although I am in the Cave Mansion Realm, I feel like paper.
On the other side, Li Chen did not dare to underestimate this kid who was seven or eight years younger than him. He stabbed with all his strength, and the cold light was intimidating.
Xiao Mo kicked Wang Weijun back and turned around to slash with his sword.
The blood-red blade energy came out and rushed towards Li Chen like a tiger pouncing on its prey.
Li Chen couldn't resist and flew backwards, falling heavily to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
He was just about to struggle up and grab the spear, but he saw Xiao Mo's knife flash, and the next moment, Li Chen's head fell to the ground.
Li Chen's blood and energy were absorbed by the Soul-Gathering Knife, warming the blade.
Wang Weijun's heart tightened when he saw this. He realized that the situation was not good and knew that he could not defeat the opponent, so he turned around and tried to escape.
But before he could take a few steps, Xiao Mo's long knife was already placed coldly on his neck.
"Young man, please stop!"
Just when Xiao Mo was about to take action, an old man's voice came from the air.
The pressure from the Immortal Realm weighed on Xiao Mo like a mountain.
It seems that just a thought will destroy both body and soul.
"Maybe my disciple and you have had some conflicts, but we are from the same sect, so please show mercy." The old man said. Although his tone sounded polite, he actually looked at Xiao Mo with eyes like ants.
"What if I don't stop?" Xiao Mo asked.
The old man's eyes narrowed: "My friend, please don't refuse a toast and drink a forfeit."
"If you have the guts, then kill me."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Mo swung his sword, a flower of blood flew out, and Wang Weijun's head fell to the ground.
Xiao Mo even stabbed the long knife in his hand into Wang Weijun's head, crushing his soul.
The old man who was slapped in the face in public raised his finger and pointed it at Xiao Mo's eyebrows.
Just when Xiao Mo felt that he was about to be blown into a bloody mist, a long sword turned into a stream of light and fell towards the old man.
The great elder chanted some incantations and brought out a large cauldron.
"boom!"
The big tripod collided with the bloody knife.
The Ten Thousand Demons Suppression Formation was activated instantly, absorbing all the remaining power of the battle between the two immortal realms.
Otherwise, all the cultivators within a ten-mile radius, centered on the old man, would be shocked to death by his residual power.
The bloody knife flew backwards and landed in the palm of a woman in a red dress.
The woman in the red skirt stood in front of Xiao Mo and looked coldly at the Grand Elder of the Wandao Sect: "Are you so shameless, old man? You actually attacked my Foundation Establishment Realm disciple?"
"Xue Kui, your disciple needs discipline!" said the great elder Xia Kong in a cold voice.
"Old man, are you really senile? This is my disciple, what qualifications do you have to judge him?" Xue Kui sneered twice and glanced to the side. "Besides, your disciple was disciplined, but isn't he dead now?"
Xia Kong pinched his fingers and stared at Xue Kui.
"Do you want to fight?" The Blood King drew out his blood-red sword, his eyes filled with bloodthirsty excitement.
"Hmph!" Xia Kong waved his sleeves and turned away.
"Tsk." Xue Kui smacked his lips in frustration. "This old thing is getting more and more cowardly as he grows older."
Xue Kui put away his sword, turned around, and looked at Xiao Mo with a smile: "Are you really not afraid of death? That old man was here just now, and you still dared to attack?"
Xiao Mo rolled his eyes at Xue Kui: "The pressure from the Immortal Realm is pressing on me, but I can still move. Doesn't that mean you're here? You said that as long as the other party is two realms higher than me, they can't kill me."
"What about them?" The Blood Prince looked at the two headless bodies on the ground. "What kind of festival is this?"
"Nothing." Xiao Mo calmed down the bloody energy in his body, "Just now when I was getting the wine, I heard them scolding you."
"Scold me?" Xue Kui was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter, "Hahahaha, you kid, you actually got angry because I was scolded."
"After all, you are my master. I can't bear it if you are scolded." Xiao Mo said.
"Ha ha ha ha."
Xue Kui continued to smile, and reached out his hand to rub Xiao Mo's head hard.
"You are indeed quite interesting, kid. Your personality suits my taste. I like you."
Xue Kui shouted to the owner of the wine shop, "Boss, is my Sanluo wine ready?"
"Second Elder, it's ready long ago." The wine shop owner smiled and threw the wine gourd over.
Xue Kui raised his head and took a sip, then handed it to Xiao Mo: "Here, take a sip!"
Xiao Mo looked at the wine jug held in the woman's delicate fingers and frowned.
"Why, do you dislike me for drinking?"
"I'm just a kid, I don't drink."
"Child? After you killed that man two and a half months ago, you are no longer a child." Xue Kui stuffed the wine pot into Xiao Mo's arms, "Drink it quickly, don't be so nagging, you are like a woman."
Xiao Mo could only hold the wine jug and drink from it.
"Cough cough cough"
The hot wine burned Xiao Mo's throat.
Xiao Mo couldn't help coughing a few times.
He had never drunk anything so strong.
"You're useless. You can't even get used to such good wine." Xue Kui snatched the wine jug, hung it around his slender waist, and strode forward. "Let's go back."
Xiao Mo, who had recovered from his shock, wiped the corner of his mouth and followed the tall figure of the woman in the red dress.
An adult and a child strolled out of the city, the summer breeze blowing, gently caressing their clothes.
The red dress clung to her body, exaggerating her curves.
Xue Kui glanced at the little guy beside him:
"Hey, kid."
"Um?"
"Don't die too quickly."
After a long time, Xiao Mo nodded:
"Um."
(End of this chapter)
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