C6 First skirmish between two foxes

"Uncle Liu, quickly kill this brat and finish this quickly!" Meng YunRan couldn't help but urge.

Hearing Meng YunRan's urging, Uncle Liu didn't even have time to think as he immediately shouted in anger,

"Nine Hell Flame Slash!"

The majestic flames seemed to have a soul of their own as they automatically took the shape of a sword. The immense energy stirred up a huge gale.

"Uncle Liu, I never thought that you would have already mastered the Nine Netherflame Slash!" Meng YunRan's expression could no longer be described as excited.

Even the way he spoke changed from "you" to "you". The difference of a single word was sufficient to prove the strength of Uncle Liu!

Ning Xuanyan's expression changed. She was born in a Venerable family and knew how rare this move was. At this moment, even she couldn't help but have the urge to rope him in.

The Nine Netherflame Slash was not a strange technique, but very few people could learn it. This was not only because it was extremely difficult, it was also because of the extremely strong fire spiritual root.

As for Uncle Liu, he had to think about it for half a lifetime, and adding the Fire element Yellow spiritual root, he finally succeeded in learning this divine art!

So what if this kid is weird?!

It still had to be done here.

"Kid, being able to die under the Nine Hell Flame Slash can be considered your ability!" A trace of malice flashed through Uncle Liu's eyes as a resolute smile appeared on his face.

Then, the gigantic Sword Qi flew towards Jun Qiran. However, there was no trace of panic on the youth's face. Instead, there was an enigmatic smile on his face.

When the Sword Qi was not even a foot away from Jun Qiran, the surrounding Spirit Qi scattered, and the strong pressure also disappeared without a trace.

"You, what did you do to me ?" The man suddenly coughed out a mouthful of blood. At this moment, Uncle Liu seemed to have aged several decades. His originally tight skin had begun to age at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Everyone present was dumbfounded. No one had thought that this would be the end result.

"You ?" Uncle Liu wanted to say something more, but before he could finish, the originally lively and lifeless body had now turned into a mummified corpse.

The speed was so fast that it made people fear. In only a few breaths, Uncle Liu went from an expert to a desiccated corpse.

Jun Qiran watched everything that was happening with cold eyes. Other people might not know what was happening, but Jun Qiran, the terracotta soldier, was very clear in his heart.

The Spirit Scattering Powder was something that Jun Qiran had absolute confidence in since he had not researched it in this era.

"You, you, what kind of monster are you!" Meng YunRan stuttered.

Jun Qiran looked at Meng YunRan and only sneered.

"Today, I am in a good mood. I ? I will let you off for now!"

After saying that, he ran off without even looking back, as if he had met a ferocious beast.

Only after Meng YunRan's figure had left Jun Qiran's line of sight did that petite figure become paralyzed on the ground.

Jun Qiran could already be said to be completely exhausted, and he had completely used up all of his medicinal herbs. It could be said that right now, any cultivator could crush Jun Qiran to death!

However, Meng YunRan had already been scared out of her wits by Jun Qiran and did not even have the courage to observe the enemy anymore. This gave her a chance to catch her breath.

"Pa, pa, pa."

"This sovereign truly watched a good show."

Jun Qiran looked upwards, and the incomparably handsome man was like an immortal descending from the heavens. He was dressed in black robes and sat on the highest tree branch.

He had to admit that the person in front of him had piqued his interest. Although the difference in strength between the two sides was huge, this woman was still invincible.

"Woman, you saved me."

This person was none other than the black-clothed man.

Jun Qiran was shocked, she herself was clearly wearing male attire, but the person in front of her was actually able to tell her gender with a glance!

Jun Qiran was confident in his disguise technique.

"Your inferior disguise mask can only hide trash."

Di Mojiu seemed to be able to read Jun Qiran's thoughts, and spoke with slight disdain.

"Hoh, so what? When my life is on the line, why don't you help me out?" There wasn't a single ripple in the depths of Jun Qiran's eyes as his ice-cold eyes locked directly with the man's.

"Oh? Are you blaming this sovereign? " The man said with a faint smile.

Jun Qiran lowered his head and did not say a word.

"You seem to be dying." The man was not angry, and just looked at Jun Qiran quietly.

At this moment, Jun Qiran only wanted to deal with this person who only knew how to make sarcastic remarks. What this man said was right, that fist that collided with Uncle Liu had already left her internal organs bleeding.

"How about we make a deal?" A strange look flashed across the man's eyes, but it quickly disappeared.

"I'll save you for one. From now on, you will give me a bowl of heart blood every 15 months."

"What if I don't?" Jun Qiran squinted her eyes. She hated people who threatened her the most.

"Then you will die." Di Mojiu shrugged, looking indifferent.

"Farewell!"

The girl seemed to be too lazy to deal with him. After she finished speaking, she slowly got up, staggering a little.

"Woman, aren't you afraid of death?!" Di Mojiu obviously did not expect the other party to actually refuse with such decisiveness. Looking at that skinny figure, he felt a bit upset in his heart for a moment.

In fact, they knew very well that if Jun Qiran did not receive treatment, his meridians would definitely be broken and he would die within six hours.

"Afraid of death? I am a piece of trash that is rarely seen in a hundred years, what is there to be afraid of? " Jun Qiran's voice paused for a moment, then turned and looked at Di Mojiu.

"On the other hand, you should be an extraordinary genius, or perhaps the overlord of a region." Jun Qiran narrowed his eyes, a trace of shrewdness flashing past his eyes.

How laughable, he didn't show it at all and wanted her to donate her blood? Do his dreams!

Jun Qiran sized up the person in front of him without batting an eyelid. The clothes was definitely not ordinary silk, the things hanging from his waist were made with high quality spirit stones, this man's entire body had the words "Trenches" written all over.

If he didn't scam him, he would feel sorry for his own conscience!

"What if I say that you're not trash?" Di Mojiu said while smiling.

Jun Qiran's heart trembled, but he maintained his composure with great effort on his face.

Strength!

It could be said that after Uncle Liu's incident, Jun Qiran's desire for power had grown even more!

"I can help you recover your original talent, and if I'm not wrong, you are a fire spiritual root and a wood spiritual root. In other words, you have the talent of an alchemist."

"And the reason why you are deemed to have no spiritual root is because your spiritual root were sealed."

Di Mojiu thought as he looked at Jun Qiran, the doubt in his eyes becoming more obvious.

Just who was this girl ?

It seemed that he needed to return.