It was a completely different level from the Dragon Warrior, even if the Dragon Warrior Nine Layers was only one stage behind the Dragon Warrior First Heavy and the Dragon Martial Master One Heavy, but it was actually a world of difference. 【Fengyun Reading Network.】

If it weren't for the fact that there were no powerful dragon skills or mental techniques to use as a killer weapon, if you wanted to leapfrog the challenge, it would undoubtedly be an act of looking for death.

As for those powerful dragon skills and mental techniques, Mansu didn't expect these people from the Tasi tribe clan to have them, they were just dogs fighting people.

Mo Yin looked at the several people from the Tasi tribe who were already lying in front of him, the corners of his mouth rose slightly and evoked a cold smile, his palm clenched the blood-devouring sword, and his toes lightly touched the ground, and with a violent sound, a big pit under his feet instantly burst out, and a figure swept by quickly, and came out quickly.

"Flutter!"

Almost like lightning, he appeared in front of a person whose strength was in the ninefold realm of the Dragon Warrior, his dark eyes flashed with a faint golden light, and he glanced at the person in front of him indifferently, and there was a muffled sound in an instant, it was the sound of a sharp weapon penetrating the human body, and the blood-devouring sword had already passed through the person's heart.

The man's pupils contracted sharply, and bright red blood gushed out the moment Mo Yin pulled out his sword.

With a slight flick of Mo Yin, the bright red on the blood-devouring sword was thrown off.

"Your blood, even the Blood-Devouring Sword is not willing to devour it, you can die!"

A cold voice came out, and almost at the same time, the man's body was like a cannonball, and the whole body was kicked in the abdomen by Mo Yin, and flew backwards, and finally slammed into the sand dunes dozens of meters away, smashing a deep pit before stopping.

In a few breaths, Mo Yin was like a flint, and the person with the ninefold strength of the Dragon Warrior almost didn't even have time to react, that is, he had already died under Mo Yin's sword, and now Mo Yin had to deal with people whose strength was below him, and it was almost to the extent of instant killing.

In an instant, he killed a dragon warrior ninefold person, Mo stealth flashed, and once again came to several people with even lower strength, before those people let out a panicked scream, the blood-devouring sword swung with a wave, and the light seemed to overlap with the moonlight, killing all five people.

Looking at the people of the Tasi tribe who almost didn't dare to move, Mansu and the people of the Lion Mercenary Group were all dumbfounded, this form was completely one-sided, not like a battle at all, but like a one-sided slaughter game by Mo Yin alone.

Although they already knew that Mo Yin's strength had reached the realm of a dragon martial artist, the other party was also a person with the strength of four dragon warriors and one dragon martial artist, so it was impossible for them to become a one-sided solo show no matter what.

This is just a moment to face, and the other party is a powerhouse who has already lost a Dragon Warrior Ninefold and several people whose strength is around the fifth or sixth strength of the Dragon Warrior.

Even if it is a strong dragon martial artist, it will not be so strong, this kind of strength is much stronger than that of an ordinary dragon martial artist realm, which really makes people feel terrible.

"Damn it. ”

Looking at the person who was killed, the leader's eyes were filled with cold poison, his face was hideous and terrifying, and after looking at each other with several strong people around him, the long knife and spear in his hand were clenched in his hand, and a fierce cold color swelled, and he rushed towards Mo Yin at an extremely fast speed.

The leader knew that except for the three dragon warriors and himself, the rest of the people who went up were just sending them to death.

The four of them are like the wind, and they are also very fast in the yellow sand, and the staggered attacks are orderly, presumably after a lot of time of tacit understanding, it is not unreasonable to be able to do whatever they want in the desert, and the strength is still there.

Hearing only the sound of an explosion, Mo Yin jumped out and rushed towards one of them.

Bang dang!

The sound of blades intersecting, the blood-devouring sword in his hand almost slashed quickly against the big knife of the person in front of him, and in an instant, sparks raged, and at the same time that the blood-devouring sword left the broadsword, Mo Yin quickly stabbed out again, without the slightest pause, accompanied by a crisp sound and a muffled sound.

After the blood-devouring sword penetrated and shattered the big sword, it immediately penetrated the person's heart again, and with the sharpness of the blood-devouring sword, this ordinary weapon was simply like porcelain, brittle and unstoppable.

After killing one person, he obviously felt a cold aura behind him with a strong murderous aura, and the ink stealth figure was slightly on one side, and the blood-devouring sword turned flexibly on the palm of his hand, rolling up a small wall of wind and sand, and there was a dull sound of rustling, and the sand blocked the spear.

"Woohoo!"

Seeing that the attack was broken, the two of them quickly shot out a knife from their cuffs, and a faint green on the knife body loomed in the moonlight, obviously poisonous!

"Hey, be careful!"

"Childe, be careful!"

The Lion Mercenary Regiment and Mansu shouted in surprise when they saw the leader's sinister move.

At the same time as the voice was exhaled, Mo Yin's face was cold, the spiritual energy in his body was rapidly urging, the blood was flowing rapidly, the whole body became feverish, and with a wave of one hand, a ball of ice red flames instantly appeared in the palm of his hand.

When the flying knife was less than half a meter away from Mo Yin, a little star flame stained the tip of the knife, and in the next moment, it was all burned into nothingness and dissipated into the air.

Looking at the useless attack, the leader was also panicked, and his steps moved slightly, wanting to escape.

"Want to go?"

His face was still cold, and there was no change at all, and the blood-devouring sword that he was originally holding in one hand was held in front of his chest at this time, and his hands were clenched.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he curled a hint of evil spirit, and his voice was low, as if death was whispering in his ear.

"Mirrors!"

As Mo Yin's voice fell, all the people of the Tasi tribe clan suddenly darkened in front of their eyes, and when they came back to their senses in the next moment, the surrounding scenery had completely changed, and the surrounding area was pitch black and empty, and they wanted to say that the lake was as calm as a mirror, and they were standing on the surface of the lake in the air

"What is this?!"

"Boss, where are we?"

Looking at the pitch black around me, it is like being in another world, which makes people feel a sense of powerlessness that does not come in their hearts.

The people of those tribes and clans were also scared, and they kept talking, and it was difficult to suppress the fear in their hearts.

"Don't mess around, give it all silence to Lao Tzu, it's an illusion, don't be afraid!" shouted the leader, but by this time fear had taken over the hearts of the others, and his words had no effect.

"Congratulations, you got it right, there's a reward. An evil and cold voice came out in the void, but it made everyone dare not say a word.