"Ye Shikang, I advise you to hand over that mysterious piece of iron, for a completely useless piece of iron but sacrificed hundreds of sect elites, do you think it's worth it?" In the team of the Thunder Gate, an old man with a goatee looked at Ye Shikang condescendingly and said.

This old man with a goatee is Mo Congjun who followed Yan Jinglei to explore the secret space in Yuntun City, Mo Congjun was originally a casual cultivator, and his cultivation has always stayed in the realm of the Great Perfection of the Heavenly Strong, but after entering the secret space, he first killed a large number of beetles and fire wolves, and got the feedback of energy in the secret space, and Xiuwei broke through the bottleneck in one fell swoop and became a monk of the Shenwu Realm, and then bathed in dragon blood by chance, and his cultivation was faintly surpassed Yan Jinglei.

Yan Jinglei saw that Mo Congjun's cultivation had gone up, so he used cultivation resources and magic weapons to lure Mo Congjun, let Mo Congjun join the Thunder Gate, and even gave Mo Congjun the position of the elder, so that Mo Congjun grasped the power of the Thunder Gate.

At the beginning, it was Yan Jinglei who was dealing with the disciples of the Qianyuan Sect led by Ye Shikang, and Yan Jinglei chased for a month instead of catching up with Ye Shikang, but after losing countless people, Yan Jinglei handed over the task of chasing and killing Ye Shikang to Mo Congjun.

It's just that Mo Congjun's cultivation has gone up, but his timid and fearful personality has not changed at all, but he cherishes his life more than before, which leads to his cultivation being higher than Ye Shikang, but every time he can escape from Ye Shikang's hands.

"The surname is Mo, the hatred of the destruction of the sect is not shared, if you did not raid our Qianyuan Sect at the beginning of the Thunder Gate, but directly begged us for an iron piece, maybe I will give it to you, as for the iron piece now, you can exchange it with your life." Ye Shikang coldly glanced at Mo Congjun and the group of Thunder Sect elites behind him, and murderous intent appeared in his eyes.

Under Ye Shikang's gaze, all the elites of the Thunder Gate lowered their heads to avoid Ye Shikang's eyes, and a few of them who were weak in cultivation actually took two steps back directly.

along the way. Although every battle of the Thunder Gate has won the final victory, but Ye Shikang can kill at least ten or more elites in every battle, and the opponent's combat effectiveness is also more and more powerful every time, three months ago it was obviously the initial realm of the Outer Heaven Strong, and today three months later, it has actually reached the realm of the Great Perfection of the Outer Heaven Strong, and there are faint signs of breaking through the Divine Martial Realm, that is, Mo Congjun does not have enough confidence to keep him, let alone other Thunder Gate disciples.

"Ye Shikang, why bother? If you hand over the piece of iron now, at least you and the ten people around you will be able to save your life. If you refuse to hand over the iron piece, next year today will be your death day, even if you don't think about your own life, you should also think about your protégé and family! Mo Congjun didn't do it immediately, but locked Ye Shikang with the gas machine, and said hurriedly.

"And you people, Ye Shikang is crazy, are you also crazy with them? A piece of iron alone has killed hundreds of you. Do you want to continue to make such meaningless sacrifices, do you want your parents to send black-haired people? Do you want your women to be widowed? Mo Congjun saw that Ye Shikang's eyes were firm and showed no signs of wavering at all, and he turned his head to the elders and disciples of the Qianyuan Sect behind Ye Shikang. Bitterly comforted.

Hearing Mo Congjun's words, the people behind Ye Shikang were silent, and a few people even had their eyes flashing, looking at Ye Shikang's back with a little more resentment. Those people in the sect died when they died, is it necessary for them to put their lives on the line in order to avenge them? Is it useful to hold on to this apparently hopeless approach?

Ye Shikang obviously also found that his team's morale began to be weakened, in fact, this situation appeared as early as half a month ago. It's just that now this situation is getting worse, and he has an uncontrollable trend.

Ye Shikang once explained to them that judging from the behavior of the Thunder Gate before, the people of the Thunder Gate would definitely kill people after getting the iron piece, because the Thunder Gate had destroyed three sects before, and those three sects did not have a single survivor, and when the people of the Thunder Gate dealt with the Qianyuan Sect at the beginning, they obviously did not think about leaving a living mouth for the Qianyuan Sect.

At the beginning, everyone trusted Ye Shikang very much, after all, it was Ye Shikang who escaped with them, but with Mo Congjun's unremitting persuasion in the past few days, and the pressure of death faced every day, everyone's minds were obviously shaken.

Ye Shikang was about to explain a sentence or two, so that everyone should not be confused by Mo Congjun's words, when the corner of his eye suddenly saw a hideous smile flashing on Mo Congjun's face.

Ye Shikang was stunned for a moment, then yelled "be careful", and then turned into a spear and smashed it on the top of Mo Congjun's head.

Almost at the same time as Ye Shikang's body moved, dozens of loose cultivators suddenly appeared behind the Qianyuan Sect's team, and these loose cultivators waved the magic weapons in their hands one by one, and thrust them into the backs of the elders and disciples of the Qianyuan Sect with a cruel smile on their faces.

The poor group of elders and disciples of the Qianyuan Sect were engaged in a fierce ideological struggle, whether to betray Ye Shikang and bow their heads to the Thunder Gate and beg for mercy, the vigilance in their hearts dropped to the lowest point, and the sneak attack came unexpectedly from behind them.

The seven disciples of the Qianyuan Sect who only had the Great Perfection cultivation of the Innate Realm didn't even have time to let out a scream, and they turned into pulp under the sneak attack of that group of scattered cultivators, and the other three elders with the peak cultivation of the peak powerhouse let out a muffled snort in their noses after suffering a sneak attack, and then made a timely counterattack.

It's just that the cultivation of that group of scattered cultivators has obviously reached the peak realm, and the number is as high as eight, and soon, the three seriously injured Qianyuan Sect elders have fallen into a precarious situation.

"Haha, Ye Shikang, I'm afraid you can't dream of it, I'll prepare a big gift for you here, right?" Mo Congjun had already comprehended Ye Shikang's amazing combat effectiveness, so the moment Ye Shikang made a move towards him, he dodged away without hesitation, and then with a wave of his hand, he ordered a group of Thunder Sect disciples to step forward and surround Ye Shikang, but there was a triumphant laugh from his mouth.

Ye Shikang saw that the only seven remaining elite disciples of the Qianyuan Sect had died in the blink of an eye, and seeing that the three elders of the Qianyuan Sect were also going to Huangquan, he couldn't help but feel like a tear, and the attacks of his men became more fierce.

It's just that Ye Shikang has been hunted down for three months, and his body has long been scarred, not only has he broken an arm, but his internal organs have also been injured, and in order to take care of the disciples, he has not been able to recuperate well, after he only killed seven Thunder Sect disciples, he felt that all the wounds on his body had collapsed, and the injuries in his body also had an unstoppable tendency.

If it were in normal times, the elders and disciples of the Qianyuan Sect would take the opportunity to rush and kill for a while, and then protect Ye Shikang to escape, but today it was obviously impossible.

"Mo Congjun, you are also a Shenwu Realm monk, you don't even dare to confront me head-on, a powerhouse outside the sky, are you also a Shenwu Realm monk, I, how can there be such a bad seed as you in the Thunder Gate, I feel ashamed for you!" Feeling that his body was getting heavier and heavier, and there was a rumbling sound in his head, there was a feeling of explosion, Ye Shikang knew that he was almost finished, he smashed the head of a Thunder Sect disciple with a backhand, and then roared at Mo Congjun.

Although Ye Shikang is very disdainful of Mo Congjun, in fact, he would rather deal with people who are stronger than Mo Congjun, rather than deal with Mo Congjun, because although Mo Congjun is a little bolder, the intrigues and tricks in Mo Congjun's mind are endless, which makes Ye Shikang feel tired of coping, and Mo Congjun's caution and timidity make Ye Shikang want to kill the capital and can't do it, for this extremely difficult opponent, Ye Shikang has a kind of depressed urge to vomit blood.

"Ye Shikang, you scold, you scold casually, the old man has been cultivating for thousands of years, and he has been scolded for thousands of years, and your level of abuse can only be said to be drizzle. As the saying goes, a gentleman does not stand under the wall, only by saving his life can he cultivate the Tao, and his life is the most important thing, and all other fame and fortune are empty. Over the past thousands of years, countless people with a higher cultivation level than me have fallen, and I am still living a nourishing life, do you know why, that is because I never risk my life, even if it is only a little bit dangerous. ”

"I have to say that you are the most amazing cultivation genius I have ever seen, if it weren't for the difference in stance, I would definitely be a good friend with you. Unfortunately, I've offended you, so you have to die, and I don't want to go to bed every day to watch out for you to kill me. In order to kill you, the old man took out eight earth-level magic weapons and invited eight scattered cultivators to go out of the mountain, which was almost all the savings of the old man for thousands of years, and the old man had never been so afraid of a person, nor was he so deliberate to deal with a person, so Ye Shikang, you should also be proud. Seeing that Ye Shikang's footsteps were getting more and more messy, and the strength in his hands was getting weaker and weaker, Mo Congjun did not take the opportunity to kill Ye Shikang, but stood aside from a distance and sneered.

Mo Congjun's speech, the eight loose cultivators he invited had already killed the three elders of the Qianyuan Sect, and then took a step forward to surround Ye Shikang.

After surrounding Ye Shikang, the eight people did not hesitate, and they beckoned their respective magic weapons towards Ye Shikang's body, and these eight people cooperated very tacitly, taking care of all the dead points in the upper, middle and lower parts of Ye Shikang's body, and at this time, Ye Shikang was shaky and couldn't stand steadily, let alone resist the joint attack of the eight peak powerhouses.

Seeing that Ye Shikang was about to turn into pulp under the attack of these eight people, Mo Congjun's face also showed a relaxed look.

A cold snort suddenly sounded in everyone's ears, and then the eight peak powerhouses were like stone carvings, their bodies could no longer move, and at this time, the magic weapon in their hands was less than three centimeters away from Ye Shikang's back. (To be continued......)