Chapter 1707 The Effort to Kill You
Mo Zhao didn't seem to expect her to speak foul words, he was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed again: "Okay! Whoever runs away will be the grandson! Xijiu, I will let you taste my power!" He had already made up his mind , this time as long as we take her down, we will force her! Let her be his woman. Even if you can't get her heart, it's good to get her body.
He wanted to see her crying under him, he would rather destroy what he couldn't get!
With a wave of his palm, a blood-red sword quickly took shape in his palm.
The edge of the sword is like fire, but it is as cold and sharp as ice. As soon as it appeared, it seemed to have the sound of screaming ghosts. Thought seems to tear a man's robe.
Gu Xijiu's sleeves drooped, and a soft rope appeared in the palm of his hand, a soft rope shining with colorful light, the soft rope was like a whip, with a slight shake, it became straight, and the light on the soft rope shone like a glow.
Her original peerless weapons were basically given to her by Di Fuyi, and after breaking with him, she returned all the things he gave them back. She basically doesn't need the kung fu taught by him.
And this soft rope was condensed by her soul power, and just after it appeared, an auspicious light enveloped the entire ice crack.
The light blue ice in the crevices of the ice was set off by the colorful soft ropes, and it turned out to be full of rays of light, making it appear strange and bizarre.
Mo Zhao looked at her soft rope, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes. He never thought that the weapon Gu Xijiu drew at this moment would be a soft rope. In his impression, she was always good at wielding swords...
"Your stuff is pretty fancy, did Di Fuyi pass it on to you?"
The corners of Gu Xijiu's lips curled up slightly: "It's fancy, but it will kill you!" The soft rope flew towards Mo Zhao.
Mo Zhao laughed loudly: "Very good, I want to see how this soft thing can kill me!"
A sword glow more than ten feet long flew out from the blood sword, and chopped towards the soft rope!
His blood sword is an ancient magic weapon, it can cut everything, even a sword made of diamond can be cut into several pieces by this blood sword.
What's more terrible is that countless extremely vicious resentful spirits are imprisoned in this blood sword. With the swing of the blood sword, the aura of resentful spirits turns into sword energy, killing gods when they meet gods, and killing immortals when they meet immortals. This blood sword was originally intended to be used against Sheng Zun, but now it was used on Gu Xijiu.
If the blood sword's sword energy really hit Gu Xijiu, it would freeze her into an ice lump and let Mo Zhao do whatever he wanted.
The blood sword light and the soft rope collided squarely, and Mo Zhao wanted to let the cold air pass along the soft rope to Gu Xijiu's body, making her frozen hands and feet useless, but unexpectedly, the soft rope suddenly It lit up, and the colorful lights flickered, instantly suppressing and purifying the bright red resentment...
He was taken aback, the blood sword retreated, and the resentful spirits in the blood sword had already been purified by the colorful light of the rope...
"You—" He looked at her in surprise, "What kind of kung fu are you doing?!" He had never seen it before.
"It's time to kill you!" Gu Xijiu's soft rope turned into a phantom of Hongqiao again, and quickly entangled him.
Colorful phantoms, shining brightly, appearing countless Sanskrit characters on the soft rope, falling like petals in the air, wherever they fall, it is like being blown by spring wind, black ice melts into water, and the glacier reopens...
Mo Zhao narrowed his eyes!
Now Gu Xijiu's kung fu is not only extremely strange, he has never seen it before, but also extremely powerful, it seems to be no worse than Shengzun himself...