Half an hour later, Mo Ye came to a valley, which was the only way for him to go to Taiyuan Sect. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

When Mo Ye walked into the valley, he didn't feel the seclusion that the valley should have, but instead smelled a faint smell of blood.

Is there anyone fighting here?

With such a question, Mo Ye quickened his pace and walked forward. He hadn't gone far before he felt a powerful spiritual power fluctuation coming from not far ahead, apparently two monks were fighting.

Mo Ye carefully gathered his breath and slowly moved in the direction of the fight. After a while, he clearly saw two figures fighting not far ahead.

One of them was a young man in white that he had seen at the auction that day, while the other was an unknown young man.

The young man has the cultivation of the late stage of the Spirit Realm, while the cultivation of the young man in white is only in the middle of the Spirit Realm, although there is a gap between the two in terms of cultivation, but as far as Mo Ye observes now, it is the young man in white who occupies the top.

"If there is any other means, hurry up and show it, if you don't use it, I'll be gone!" the young man said lazily, just looking at the look on his face, it was absolutely impossible to imagine that he was now under the frenzied attack of a late-stage cultivator of the Spirit Realm.

The young man didn't pay much attention to the young man's lazy attitude. Rather than being provoked by the teenager's words, it is better to concentrate on finding an opportunity to launch a deadly attack on the teenager.

But after a quarter of an hour had passed, the battle between the two sides was still in a state of stalemate, and every attack launched by the young man could be easily defused by the young man.

Mo Ye watched the battle between the two in the dark, and was unconsciously attracted by the battle between the two. These two people have a lot of combat experience, and Mo Ye has also learned a lot from their battles.

Just when Mo Ye was about to be fascinated, the young man suddenly shouted: "If you don't come out at this time, when will you stay?"

As soon as the young man's words fell, two figures rushed out from not far away and joined the battle. For a while, the young man fell into an extremely dangerous situation, and he instantly received several sword wounds on his body, and the white clothes he was wearing were stained red with blood.

"Ah, it seems that this time is really dangerous! I didn't expect that you three monks in the late stage of the Spirit Realm would actually choose to unite with me, a mid-stage Spirit Realm monk like me, for the sake of that yellow-level elixir!"

"The husband is not guilty, but he is guilty, since you have photographed such a precious thing, don't be naïve to think that no one will attack you!" The three of them formed a circle around the young man, and the young man looked at the young man in the middle of the three, and said with a blank face.

"But do you really dare to kill me?" Suddenly, the young man let out a sneer, and he took out a golden token, and the word "Taiyuan" on it was particularly glaring.

"People from the Taiyuan Sect?" the young man's face immediately became cloudy. If the young man was really from the Taiyuan Sect, then he really didn't dare to provoke it.

"Don't listen to his threats, as long as we kill him and destroy the corpse, are we still afraid that the Taiyuan Sect will come to us for trouble?" said a strong man with a full beard on his face, and the long knife in his hand faintly flashed with a cold light.

"That's right, Brother Feng doesn't have to worry, we just need to clean it up, are you afraid of being discovered by others in this sparsely populated place?" another black-faced young man immediately chimed in, looking at the young man with a murderous intent in his eyes.

"Okay, let's attack!" Listening to the persuasion of the two, the young man surnamed Feng finally let go of the scruples in his heart and raised the long sword in his hand.

Mo Ye looked at the tense situation now, and also understood that he could no longer stay on the sidelines and watch the excitement. The boy has obviously fallen into an absolute disadvantage, and if he doesn't come to the rescue, the boy will definitely fall under the siege of the three.

And he still has some selfishness in his heart, since the young man is a member of Taiyuan Sect, then after he saves the other party, he can also learn about the situation of Taiyuan Sect from the other party by the way.

Mo Ye took out the Lihuo Sword and rushed out.

At the same time that Mo Ye rushed out, the four people present also discovered Mo Ye's existence. The faces of the three young men became cloudy, but a hint of joy appeared on the young man's face.

"This brother, please help me!" the young man hurriedly shouted as he watched Mo Ye rush towards him.

This is his only hope to live, although it is not his character to pin his hope on others, but now he has no other way to get out of this desperate situation than to do so, and this is still due to his lack of strength.

Mo Ye injected spiritual power into the Lihuo Sword, and the huge sword light immediately slashed towards the place where the three young men surnamed Feng were.

Seeing that the sword light swung by Mo Ye had such a huge power, the three of them hurriedly withdrew and dodged to the side, and a deep look of jealousy flashed in their eyes.

"This fellow Daoist, we have no grievances and no hatred, why do you want to come out and disturb us?" the monk surnamed Feng spoke first, his eyes falling on the Separation Sword in Mo Ye's hand from time to time, in case Mo Ye suddenly attacked.

"I have some relationship with that person, and please leave for the sake of my face, otherwise don't blame Mo's subordinates for being ruthless!" Mo Ye said lightly.

"Okay!" The face of the young man surnamed Feng kept changing, and finally spit out such a word. He gestured to the two behind him, and then left the valley first, and the other two immediately followed.

"They're really leaving, so it's okay to save a hard fight!" Mo Ye muttered to himself as he looked at the backs of the three of them leaving.

He was indeed able to kill all three, but to do so would put himself in danger and risk death if he was not careful.

"Brother Feng, why do you want to compromise with that person, he is only in the late stage of the Spirit Realm, can't the three of us join forces to beat him?" The question was raised by the black-faced young man who was keeping up with the young man surnamed Feng, and his face was full of confusion at the moment.

The strong man also nodded, quite puzzled by the young man surnamed Feng's approach.

"Alas!" the young man surnamed Feng sighed, "My intuition tells me that if we stay there, there is only one way to die!"

The monk had always been extremely sensitive to danger, and after the young man surnamed Feng said this, the other two were also relieved.

"No wonder I felt a little uneasy when I looked at him just now, it seems that the real strength of that person will not be as simple as we imagined!" the strong man sighed.

"It's already a blessing in misfortune that he let us go this time, hurry up, we have to pursue the next goal!" The young man surnamed Feng took out a disc, checked it for a while, and led the two of them to rush in one direction.