Whew, the nameless wind rose, adding a sense of solemnity under the gloomy sky.

"Heh, the Wang family is really no one, and they actually sent a yellow-mouthed boy like you out to die. ”

The old woman's tone was low, and her words were mixed with a hint of ridicule, but having said that, she didn't have the slightest contempt when she moved her hand, only to see that she gently lifted the peach wood dragon head cane in her hand and pointed at Wang Yi's figure.

It seems to be slow and fast, Mo Po's movements seem to float gently, but it brings up a cold wind pressure, and at this moment, the dragon head crutch that was originally a blunt weapon turned into a sharp sword in Mo Po's hands.

Looking at Mo Po's movements, the old man surnamed Ma and the real person surnamed Lin glanced at each other, and at the same time retreated and cast a trace of pity at Wang Yi, after all, they knew how terrible the old woman in front of them who had half of her body into the ground was, not to mention that Wang Yi's cultivation was there, it was just a realm of fake pills. You must know that although the difference between the fake pill and the golden pill is only one word, the difference between them is difficult to estimate with reason. Anyway, in the shallow cognition of Ma and Lin, there has never been a fake Dan monk who can compete with the real Jindan person.

Boom, boom, boom, the sharp sound of the wind pierced his ears, and in the face of Mo Po's blow, Wang Yi's expression did not move, his mind turned slightly, and he directly swung his sword and slashed over.

Boom, thunder thundered on the ground, compared to Mo Po's carelessness, Wang Yi's blow was huge.

The purple sword qi accompanied the dazzling changes, tearing through the gloomy clouds in an instant, illuminating the entire sky.

The pupils contracted, her face changed greatly, and looking at all this that Wang Yi had shown, Mo Po's originally sneering face instantly became solemn.

And the next development of things also perfectly explains the reason why Mo Po's face is solemn, in fact, the three people present are all bright-eyed people, when Wang Yi cut out this sword, they felt the horror of this sword, but Wang Yi's speed was too fast, so fast that it was too late for them to shoot again.

Bump, the purple sword qi and the wind pressure wrapped around the Mopo dragon's head crutch collided together, and the two were connected, not evenly matched, but collapsed at the touch of a button.

Wow, the wind pressure was extinguished, the thunder and lightning were shining, and the offensive and defensive momentum was reversed in an instant.

Facing the thunderous sword qi that Wang Yi slashed over, Mo Po didn't have time to make other moves, so she could only put the dragon's head cane across her chest.

Wow, the thunder dissipated, and Mo Po's figure was once again revealed between heaven and earth.

Seeing this scene, Ma and Lin hurriedly cast their eyes over.

"Heh, boy, I really underestimate you, young people are getting more and more powerful now. ”

Before I saw him, I heard his voice first, and walked out of the thunder, Mo Po did not have any obvious injuries all over her body, just an old face was gloomy, and there was a big hole in the sleeve of her right hand, which was emitting curling green smoke.

Obviously, in the battle just now, Mo Po suffered a small loss because of her carelessness.

Of course, although she only suffered a small loss, the anger in Mo Po's heart was not a lot at all, you must know that although Mo Po is a female monk, her personality is extremely domineering.

A fierce light flashed in her eyes, Mo Po glanced at Wang Yi, who was calm and relaxed below, and without saying a word, she clenched the dragon head crutch in her hand, rounded it, and smashed it in the direction of Wang Yi.

At this moment, Mo Po's thin body burst out with infinite power, as if she was not a Qi Refining Cultivator but a Body Refining Cultivator.

Buzz, the air vibrate, the clouds dissipated silently, and before Mo Po's earth-shattering blow was issued, the surrounding environment had already revealed a little strangeness.

Feeling the power contained in Mo Po's blow, Wang Yi, who had been motionless since he appeared, finally changed his face, and he smelled the danger from Mo Po's blow.

But this is also normal, after all, Mo Po's blow is very different from the previous random point, it is a genuine treasure magic power, and it is also a treasure magic power blessed by a low-level treasure weapon, the dragon chanting staff.

Roaring, the wind roaring and the dragon roaring, turbulent people's hearts, accompanied by Mo Po's limp out, the dazzling white light quickly enveloped the sky, stabbing people unable to open their eyes.

Above the sea, the horses that had retreated at some point, Lin and the two real people looked at Sanchuan Island, which had turned into a ball of white light in the distance, and their faces were full of shock, and there was a trace of imperceptible jealousy in the depths of their eyes.

"Hey, although it's not the first time I've seen it, I can't help but be shocked every time I see Mo Po's style of pounding Qingfeng. ”

With a sigh, the old man surnamed Ma said seemingly casually.

Hearing this, a deep light flashed in the eyes of the real person surnamed Lin, and he slowly spoke:

"I have long heard of the prestige of the Mojia Zhen clan's supernatural powers, and I thought it was an exaggeration by ignorant people, but when I saw it today, I knew that there was such a supernatural power in the world. ”

Two flowers bloomed, one for each, not to mention the horse at this moment, the thoughts in the hearts of the two real people, facing this kind of powerful smashing wind, Wang Yi's face was unprecedentedly dignified.

The principle is very simple is to compress the spiritual power of the wind between heaven and earth, compress and compress again, and finally reach a daunting point.

According to Wang Yi's estimation, Mo Po's power to clean the wind in this life is at least a medium-grade supernatural power, and it may even be a top-grade supernatural power, and its power cannot be underestimated.

In fact, in the face of such a blow, Wang Yi's wisest thing to do was to use the streamer technique to quickly get out of the scope of the supernatural power when Mo Po had not completely urged the clear wind.

But now it's too late to say anything, Wang Yi's qi has long been locked, and he can't hide if he wants to, not to mention that under the previous scene, Wang Yi can't hide, because as soon as he dodges, the Wang family behind him will be completely exposed to this magical power, and the result can be imagined.

"Messing with yin and yang. ”

Muttering to himself, a sharp light flashed in his eyes, and there was a trace of black gas behind Wang Yi, as if something terrifying was about to be born.

And as his words fell, two familiar figures quietly appeared beside him.

Hum, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and three brilliant sword lights were revealed between heaven and earth, facing the pressure brought by the clear wind, Wang Yi did not hesitate to use the killing move used against the bright real person on Yuheng Island.

All of a sudden, three sword lights slashed through the originally frozen air and slashed fiercely towards Mo Po's location.

Boom, the white light transited, and there was a vast space between heaven and earth, and the spiritual power of the wind that was compressed to the extreme was extremely violent, and once it broke out, its power made everyone frightened.