Skepticism. What's more, even if Xiao Wuyou really has the ability to raise dust, he just wants to dominate the martial spirit.

The disciple of the Hall of Mirrors, Moon, who is not a proud son of heaven, even if his strength is not as good as others', the gap will not be too big, not to mention that he is three times higher than the other party, but he kicked the other side.

In this world, some people are arrogant, some are uncontrollable, and some are stupid. But most people are not stupid, especially those who have been to places where Tianjiao gathers.

Through the brief contact just now, Zhuang Yi already knew that the unique name of Xiao Wuyou was not fake, and it was more terrifying than the rumors. In front of him, it seemed that the gap between the three heavens was nothing.

"I don't believe it. I'm Zhuang Yi, but I can't help you in a small martial arts. Zhuang Yi cried strangely. His blue light suddenly appeared. Behind him, there was an ice-blue sharp knife that emitted a cold light. This is his strong soul, his cold soul.

"Ice and Snow Storm, Kill!" With a wave of resolute long swords, a blue whirlwind swept away Xiao Wuyou. At the same time, the knife with the sharp handle stabbed Xiao Wuyou down one by one.

Faced with this situation, Zhuang Yi did not intend to keep anything. One action is a double attack of martial arts and soul.

In the face of Shi Chongtian's general strike, Xiao Wuyou's eyes were as calm as water. He took a deep breath and suddenly punched out. The air was like an invisible shock wave, blowing straight towards the whirlwind.

Without martial arts and soul, this punch is the purest form of power. But the ten-foot-wide shockwave was so powerful that it no longer belonged to the category of martial arts.

Under the action of the shock wave, the whirlwind and the blade suddenly snapped, but the shock wave did not stop, but continued to rush towards Zhuang Yi with a tenacious momentum.

"Impossible!" Zhuang Yi shouted in horror.

He overestimated the strength of Little Friendless, so he immediately gave it his all, but later he found out that he still underestimated the strength of the other party.

The speed of the shock wave is very fast. Zhuang Yi simply couldn't avoid it. He was swept away by the shock wave in an instant. Zhuang Yi's mouth let out a scream.

A ragged man fell to his knees weakly, blood gushing from time to time from his mouth. His eyes were filled with fear. The damage caused by the shock wave is far less than the trauma to the heart.

But he didn't have much time to be afraid, to think about why this was happening, because the sound of approaching footsteps, like the sound of hell, sounded in his heart.

"Run!" Zhuang Yi took a sip and turned around and ran away without hesitation.

While millions of achievements are attractive, they can only be enjoyed by life. The strength shown by the other party was far beyond his imagination, and it was just an ordinary punch. Xiao Wuyou didn't even use the spirit of martial arts. When his life was threatened, he decisively made the most correct choice.

It was the right choice, but he didn't have the right to choose.

A dark shadow appeared on his way to escape. When Zhuang Yi clearly saw that figure, he didn't know if he was scared or shocked.

"Black Ghost Beaver!"

He is a first-class disciple of the Pure Moon Temple. Of course, he already coveted the sacred beasts of the World of Warcraft forests. So, of course, he knew about the black civet, but he never thought that the black civet would appear here.

In Zhuang Yi's expression of surprise, fear, and shock, the black civet waved its claws and did not leave his hand. It was a feeling of death.

"Little Oilless is here," Zhuang Yi roared, but his voice stopped abruptly because he was torn in half by the black spirit cat.

At this time, a blue light escaped from Zhuang Yi's body, thinking about running away. But here, there is also a black figure. Blu-ray wanted to turn around and run, but was caught by a black shadow and hit him directly on the stomach. The blue light just disappeared.

Once the soul is cultivated, the soul can be hidden in the soul. Even if the body is broken, it can live for a short time. Therefore, the soul of a monk is extremely difficult to kill. However, while it is difficult, in the face of absolute power, there is no difficulty.

In this way, Zhuang Yi was solved by Xiao Wuyou, and his soul was also swallowed up by the spirit of nothingness.

Xiao Wuyou came to Zhuang Yi's side expressionlessly, reached out to pull Zhuang Yi's hand, and the other person's food, clothing, housing and transportation fell into Xiao Wuyou's hands. Then, with a flick of his finger, the flames flew to Zhuang Yi's body and turned into raging flames.

"The third," Xiao Wuyou said lightly.

It has been half a month since he left Jingyue. In this half month, Zhuang Yi met Jing Yue's third apprentice and killed Jing Yue's third apprentice.

These three people, Xiao Wuyou once asked them to leave, but in the face of millions of achievements, what is the best way to be in the same family is not worth mentioning. And since they don't care about their friendship, Xiao Wu can only leave them, and there is no room for moderation.

Because if little friendless leaves their lives, they may only attract more suitors in the next moment. For a while, Xiao Wuyou couldn't do anything about women's good deeds.

"In this way, you should know that it is not easy for me to deal with little friendless. Don't come here, or your little friend's eyes will hurt.

Jing Yue's disciples' pursuit for a month or two can be attributed to their greed. However, if more people were killed, the blood of the disciples would become eternal hatred. It will only end when Little Friends or Jingyue die.

If an underdog wants to rise in a given world, he must challenge the status of those giants. When you succeed in a challenge, it means you change the world. But challengers tend to die in the long course of history, and few can win against the underdog.

The current little Wuyou, in front of the Mirror Moon Temple, is a completely cowardly person, but he is not afraid of this challenge because he believes that he is one of the few people.

Three days later, Xiao Wuyou met a fourth person. No, it should be said that it is the fourth group of people, because there are ten of them. Except for the two who were depressed, the other eight people all looked at Xiao Wuyou energetically.

"Haha, little friendless, I didn't expect you to have it today. Among the eight people, one of them had a pointed mouth and a monkey face, and said to Xiao Wuyou with a smile:

"Mo Kebin, it seems that you haven't learned enough lessons. Let go of Xiao Ji and Xiao Jing. Little Wuyou's gaze scanned the eight people one after another, and finally stopped at the person who spoke harshly.

Of the ten people who appeared here, eight were from the Mock family, and two of them were already acquaintances. As for the remaining two, they are Moon Loss Shaving and Moon Loss Silence.

Mo Kebin's eyes were filled with an evil light. If he comes alone, he may be afraid of little friendlessness. But now there are eight people at Moko's house. At... with the help of the help.

"Shut up!" Mo Kebin angrily drank the moon loss and shaved his beard, then looked at Xiao Wuyou, and said sullenly: "Little Wuyou, no matter what, today is your death day." Even if you're stronger, you can't run away from life in front of my eight people. ”

"Morkbing, I never said I would start with the seven of you. If you can't deal with this pariah, I can do it myself. At this time, the Mocha flame standing in the back was actually interrupted.

If Mokbin is satisfied with himself, he is interrupted by Mokeyan, which makes him look at Mokeyan behind him angrily and curse him for being a fool.

Since Mo Keyan was defeated by Xiao Wuyou and Li Nangong, Mo Kebin's awe of Mo Keyan has deteriorated. In his opinion, the first three days were just in vain. He quickly surpassed the other party and became a real talent of the Mo family.