"Junior, the attack is not bad. 【】”

The Manganese Monk said with a smile.

"Oh, what about this sword?"

Ji Mo raised his eyebrows, and the Howling Wind Sword in his hand was raised above his head.

"Wind lore. ”

After the starting style, Ji Mo directly used the third style of the Wind Spirit Sword Technique.

Ji Mo's Howling Wind Sword, which was held high above his head, suddenly swung down, and a dazzling golden sword light shot straight at the Manganese Cultivator at a speed that was difficult for the naked eye to capture.

The manganese cultivator had just seen Ji Mo swinging his sword, but the sudden golden sword light had already come to him.

"So fast. ”

Manganese Ye was also caught up in surprise by Ji Mo's attack speed, and in a hurry, the immortal yuan power in his body merged into the long sword in his hand, and Manganese Ye reluctantly organized a defensive posture.

'Boom!'

The terrifying sword light slammed directly in front of Manganese Ye's body, and suddenly the space there began to tremble.

'Ahem!'

Beneath the smoke, a violent cough came from there.

"What's the matter with this kid, the power difference between these two moves is too great, isn't it?", he stopped coughing, and Manganese Ye, who was in the smoke, frowned, and now he began to think that his promise to let Ji Mo's three moves be too big.

How could this manganese industry know that Ji Mo's first sword was not enough to be a starting style, how could it be compared with the second style of the second sword?

The smoke gradually dissipated, and Manganese Ye made a decision in his heart, no matter what, he couldn't let Ji Mo have a third sword, otherwise he might really capsize in the gutter.

"Junior, you ......"

Manganese is about to say that your strength has been recognized by me, and I have decided to fight you fairly.

How beautiful these words are!

But before Manganese Ye's words were finished, he couldn't go on anymore, because he saw that in front of him, that is, where Ji Mo was, there was a fierce sword qi as dazzling as the sun condensing.

"Stormfall. ”

The three words of indifference spit out from Ji Mo's mouth, and the golden sword shadow that covered almost half the sky contracted rapidly, and in less than a breath, it converged into the Howling Wind Sword.

"Die!"

Ji Mo looked at the manganese industry, and Sen Han's words had become a sentence of death in the ears of the manganese industry at this moment.

"No ......"

Seeing the golden sword rushing straight towards him, Manganese Ye shouted.

In his body, the Immortal Yuan Force was agitating frantically, but the light above his long sword could not be compared to the golden sword in front of him.

Soon, Ji Mo's golden sword went to the manganese monk's body, and the manganese industry's long sword was in front of him, but the long sword of the supreme spiritual weapon didn't play a big role at all, and it shattered after struggling for less than a breath.

The golden sword devoured the manganese industry in it, only to feel a mushroom cloud rising above the sky, but Ji Mo turned around and walked directly towards the purple corpse.

At this time, Zi Yan was besieged by three monks in the early stage of the Yuan Infant, although it was difficult for the opponent's top-grade spiritual weapon to cause too much injury on his body, the strength of the Yuan Infant Stage was enough to make the qi and blood in his body tumble.

When Ji Mo killed the manganese cultivator of Natuoda, Zi Yan only solved the old man before, after all, the other party was seriously injured by Zi Yan at the beginning, and Zi Yan naturally started with him.

"You can't do it at this speed! ”

Ji Mo stood not far from the Purple Death Battle Circle, and asked with a light smile.

Zi Yan just squinted his eyes and skimmed Ji Mo, and Zi Yan was also shocked that Ji Mo solved the mid-Yuan Infant monk so quickly.

As for the three early Yuan Infant cultivators who fought with Zi Yan, they were even more shocked than Zi Yan, since Manganese Ye and Ji Mo went to fight on the other side, and now that Ji Mo was back, they could naturally guess what was wrong with Manganese Industry.

The three of them all looked at Ji Mo suspiciously, they wanted to see if Ji Mo was hiding his strength, but no matter how they looked at it, Ji Mo was only in the late stage of Jindan, which made them puzzled, how did the manganese industry lose?

"It's not a good thing to be distracted by me. ”

Just as the three Yuan Infants were slightly stunned and thinking about the battle between Manganese and Ji Mo, Zi Yan's cold voice sounded in the ears of the three of them.

"Not good. ”

The faces of the three of them changed drastically, and they all stabbed a sword at the purple corpse in front of them.

But when the long sword in the hands of the three of them pierced Purple Death's body, they found that there was no feeling of piercing the flesh with the sword at all, and there was not the slightest blood in the air.

The three of them immediately turned behind them, and when they turned around, Purple Death's dragon claws had already swung at two of them.

Caught off guard, the two of them were cut off by Zi Yan's dragon claw on the spot, and the Yuan Infant in their bodies was also directly shot by Zi Yan's demon Yuan force.

"Tianyao. ”

With a loud shout, the remaining Yuan Infant Cultivator condensed his strongest sword in an instant.

The tip of the sword pointed directly at the Purple Death, and the Yuan Infant Monk stabbed at the Purple Death.

'Poof!'

Three points into the flesh, under the full blow, the Yuan Infant Monk finally broke through Zi Yan's defense, but before he could laugh, Zi Yan's dragon claw grabbed his long sword at once.

Only then did the man come to his senses, it turned out that Zi Yan had deliberately stabbed himself, but now he knew that it was too late.

The dragon claw that emitted purple cold light directly broke through the man's lower abdomen, and the dragon claw grabbed his primordial infant and pinched it hard, and suddenly the fragile primordial infant collapsed on the spot.

Before he even felt the pain, the man was completely dead, and Zi Yan threw the body down with his hand.

Silent, the two groups of Jindan monks below didn't even dare to take a breath, and looked at Ji Mo and Zi Yan in the sky in a daze, they were waiting for the verdict of the two.

No one could have imagined that it was just two people in the early stage of Jindan, but they killed one in the middle of the Yuan Infant and four in the early stage of the Yuan Infant, so that these two groups of people still haven't been able to completely believe the facts in front of them.

flew down, and Ji Mo and Zi Yan went back to the ground.

"Senior, spare us!"

Those Jindan stage monks who had been with Ming Xuan before immediately knelt down towards Ji Mo and Zi Yan.

Glancing at those frightened Jindan monks with snot and tears flowing together, Ji Mo shook his head slightly, it was indeed just a group of second ancestors who only knew how to bully people with their family strength, for such people, Ji Mo didn't have much leisure to pay attention to.

Ji Mo and Zi Yan ignored the gang and walked towards the path they had been going on again.

Seeing this scene, those sons and buddies breathed a sigh of relief, even the people sent by the family to protect them were dead, and they naturally didn't dare to say anything more to Ji Mo and Zi Yan.

And the group of Jindan monks who were against Ming Xuan and the others before trotted past those sons and caught up with Ji Mo and Zi Yan.

"Huh?"

Seeing those people chasing after them, Ji Mo and Zi Yan both frowned.

"Can we come with you?"

One of them looked down at Ji Mo and Zi Yan and asked, obviously wanting to use the two as a protective umbrella after seeing the strong strength of the two.

"We are not your protectors, if you want to move on, then rely on yourself, otherwise, go home and be good children. ”

Ji Mo just left a sentence coldly, and then continued to walk forward with Zi Yan.

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