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Long Yu knew in his heart that if he continued like this, he would fall into a very terrible situation, as Mo Wen said, to kill him, he didn't need Mo Wen to make a move, only the Nighthawk could kill him.

This was a very difficult thing for Long Yu to accept, no matter what, he couldn't let Nighthawk gain the upper hand, let alone let Nighthawk, a cultivator who was one level lower than him, clean it up.

If Long Yuzhen was cleaned up by the Nighthawk, then he would become a big joke in the cultivation world.

The right-hand man under the God of War was cleaned up by a cultivator of the Qiankun Mirror, what a great shame is that?

"Nighthawk, you should die!" Now in Long Yu's eyes, there was a thick murderous aura, and the energy exploded, and suddenly a gust of wind broke out within a few meters of him.

"Bang!", a shocking explosion resounded through the heavens and the earth, and Nighthawk was suddenly shocked by this force several meters away and fell to the ground! For a moment, Nighthawk spit blood, but in his eyes, he was still excited, because even if he vomited blood, it was only a slight injury, and the condensation of evil qi made the whole body solid to a very solid state, with Long Yu's current cultivation, it was not so easy to kill Nighthawk.

Nighthawk got up and immediately wanted to rush towards Long Yu again!

"Master?" Nighthawk's face was filled with unwillingness!

Seeing this scene, Mo Wen smiled slightly: "On his body, there are things more terrifying than the witch stones on your body, and now that he has used all his strength, it is still a killer blow!"

After speaking, Mo Wen slowly walked towards Long Yu!

Mo Wen is about to make a move? His actions made everyone stunned! Could it be that he can deal with Long Yu? How is this possible!

Under the fight with Long Yu just now, Mo Wen had already been injured, especially under Long Yu's killing blow, and in such a short period of time, Mo Wen had regained his combat effectiveness, how could this be?

Everyone was filled with disbelief! But Mo Wen ignored it! He turned his head, looked at Nighthawk and the black-robed man beside him, and said slowly: "Nighthawk! You are all from the Ghost Gate, today, I will show you the true power of the Ghost Gate's most terrifying move!"

What! Can he use the Evil Spirit to the highest level of attack power?

This sentence stunned everyone! The evil spirit is the highest level of the ghost gate, not everyone can learn it, it depends on the qualification and cultivation? In the ghost gate, the evil spirit is a very terrifying martial art, which can kill people instantly, and there is not even a bone slag left!

This young man who is only in his twenties, can he exert the evil spirit to the most terrifying power?

Thinking of this, the expressions of all the black-robed people were filled with excitement and fanaticism!

Immediately after, in the shocked gaze of all the black-robed people, a trace of evil qi originated from under Mo Wen's expression, body, hands and feet movements!

This is not all, in the black mist and evil aura, there seems to be a fierce beast, under the invisible attack power, driving Mo Wen to come in one step.

Whew! A terrifying scene has appeared! In the midst of everyone's horrified gaze!

Mo Wen pointed his finger at Long Yu! His whole body seemed to be flying up in the air! Drifting in an instant! As if, the void under Mo Wen's feet was condensing! Not only that, no one could see the time of Mo Wen's drift clearly, not even Long Yu, a cultivation master who thought he could kill Mo Wen, did not see clearly how Mo Wen accomplished all this.

And this move made everyone can't believe their eyes!

For some reason, there was a creepy feeling in his heart, as if a breath of death enveloped him, making his scalp tingle and his body cold!

"Damn! Who is this kid! Could he be taller than Nighthawk?" Long Yu's eyelids jumped wildly, his face was full of panic! The reason for the panic was that he didn't know how to deal with Mo Wen's next attack, and Long Yu didn't see the flaw in the seemingly simple rapid drifting action just now, and this had already made him panic inexplicably.

At this moment, Mo Wen's voice seemed to come from hell: "The evil spirit is coming"

As Mo Wen's voice fell, his finger was slightly pointed at Long Yu!

Long Yu already felt that the air around him seemed to be squeezed alive! The ground suddenly collapsed! A sharp weapon that seemed to be indestructible suddenly rushed to his face!

"Pounce!" Long Yu's whole person was caught off guard, his left arm hurt, and he was suddenly pierced by an invisible thing.

Blood splattered, and pain spread from Long Yu's left arm all over his body, one move, only one move, Mo Wen injured Long Yu.

Oh my God, this kid is terrible, isn't he?

What kind of means did he use, is it that simple?

No, if Long Yu thinks so, then he is very wrong, the evil spirit is a ghost sect mastery, which can allow cultivators to conjure up the ghost spirit controlled by their own hands, change deadly weapons or tricks, and cooperate with evil qi to devour and kill the enemy in an instant, and in this process, the enemy can be said to be in pain, life is better than death.

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