Chapter 205: Bitter Battle

Regarding Ming Mo's words, the black-robed man did not deny or admit it, but just looked at Ming Mo quietly, "You know that I am here to kill you, why did you come here, do you think you can deal with me?"

"I don't know, with your ninth-order cultivation in the Source Control Realm to deal with you, I really don't know how to resist the attacks of the ninth-order powerhouses in the Source Control Realm. Ming Mo's voice was very indifferent, as if the person this person was going to kill was not him and had nothing to do with him.

"Hehe, after killing so many people, it's the first time I've seen someone so indifferent to death, it's interesting, let me see what makes you so indifferent. ”

The black-robed man's hoarse voice became a little harsh, and he laughed suspiciously. A pitch-black dagger appeared in his hand, the dagger glowing scarlet-red in the shattered rays of the setting sun, exuding a devouring chill like the fangs of a viper.

"Although it is a bit overkill to use this low-level moon-level dagger against a fourth-order person of your Source Control Realm, however, the examples of the dark snake and the remnant wolf are right in front of me, so I have to be cautious, no matter how weak the opponent is, I will go all out, and I will not underestimate any opponent. ”

The black-robed man's cold voice sounded, and the slightly pale palm wiped the dagger in his hand, staring at Ming Mo, a depressing aura spread in the forest, startling many birds among the branches.

Ming Mo's eyes were also slightly cold, and his face became slightly solemn, this is a very strong opponent, a cautious enemy like a poisonous snake, such a person will not be careless, and there is almost no chance of wanting to kill, undoubtedly, such an enemy is much more difficult to deal with than a stronger person, and it is also the most terrifying.

"Hey......

With a grim laugh, the black-robed man's feet moved, and in Ming Mo's gaze, he turned into a jet-black light that shot out. A green glow flashed, and a scratch appeared on the shirt on Minmo's chest.

Looking at the clothes that were torn on his chest, Ming Mo's eyes condensed and said, "Wood attribute source power? It turned out to be a wood cultivator. ”

"That's right, boy, you reacted so quickly that you were able to dodge my blow, and at your speed, you are proud enough. That's not enough, though. The black-robed man said, turning into a black light again, with a sound that cut through the air, and the black dagger in his hand carried a dark green cold glow, strange and enchanting, and devoured Mingmo.

With a wry smile, Ming Mo felt that he had really encountered a tricky enemy this time, and the fiery red source power in his hand turned into a dark red flame, meeting the blow of the black-robed man. The fire source force has a slight suppressive effect on the wood attribute source power, and Ming Mo still knows this.

Kan Kan avoided the dagger in the black-robed man's hand, and the palm of his hand was mixed with dark red flames and imprinted towards the black-robed man's body, but the black-robed man seemed to have expected Mingmo's reaction, and the figure flashed and disappeared in front of Mingmo's eyes, and Mingmo's palm blasted behind him without thinking.

A strong force came, and Ming Mo's attack was easily defused by the black-robed man, and the black-robed man slammed his fist on Ming Mo's palm, and the strong force made Ming Mo take a few steps back.

The black-robed man didn't stop, he shot again, the dagger in his hand stabbed out, and Ming Mo only smiled bitterly to meet him.

The two fought, and Ming Mo did not confront this person head-on, but kept fighting, but the speed and reaction ability of the black-robed man were not weak, so there were a lot of scratches on Ming Mo's clothes.

Once again, he was able to dodge the blow of the black-robed man, but the dagger of the black-robed man stabbed at Ming Mo's neck and shot fiercely. The ink-colored pupils shrank, and the head quickly lowered, avoiding the blow, and his legs stepped on the chest of the black-robed man, and he quickly retreated. A strand of black hair was slashed by the black-robed man's blade qi and gently fell from Ming Mo's forehead.