When the sound fell, Mo Feifei's figure did not retreat and recoiled, and the war gun in his hand still stabbed out without fancy.

is such a flat stab, and a thousand gun shadows suddenly burst out!

The charge between the two was fast, but in the blink of an eye, they clashed together.

Multiple attacks collided, and the rolling aftermath erupted in an instant, cracking the void and stirring the wind!

"Poof"

A stream of blood arrows appeared, and the war spear in Mo Feifei's hand pierced through one person, he was tall, shuttling through many terrifying attacks, as if illusory, unscathed!

"Boom"

With Mo Feifei's second blow, a man's battle knife was directly shattered, and Fan Xue's war spear pierced through his body, blood and water gurgling, stunning the void!

"Die!"

Hu Jiu's eyes widened, his eyes were full of cruelty, he roared angrily, and the blue war knife in his hand brought out a hundred zhang blades, and slashed down.

"Buzz"

The sword mang, the domineering aura, cut the void and killed Mo Feifei directly.

"It's good to come. ”

Mo Feifei sneered, he would penetrate the Fan Xue battle spear of the two cultivators, and hit it directly, hitting Hu Jiu's sword.

Hu Jiu's eyes narrowed slightly, and some hesitation appeared on his hideous face, but this hesitation was fleeting, not only did he not show signs of stopping, but his attack was stronger!

"Boom"

The sword fell, and the war spear clashed.

With the sound of a crisp sound, the terrifying aftermath directly destroyed the two cultivators on the war spear, making them both physically and spiritually!

The sword was wavering, unstoppable, shaking away the blood mist, cutting through the void, and falling towards Mo Feifei's head.

"Die!"

Hu Jiu's voice was calm, it could be said that he was full of murderous intent, he felt that Mo Fei would die, he was full of confidence in his knife, otherwise, he would not care about the life and death of his two subordinates.

However, after the terrifying sword light passed through Mo Feifei's body, Hu Jiu's eyes widened in horror, and he maintained the movement of the knife, as if he had seen something incredible.

In his sight, Mo Feifei's war spear was crossed in his hand, with a faint smile on his face, his body was safe and sound, this was real, not even a single hair was injured!

"How, how, how is it possible?!"

Hu Jiu's throat rolled jerkily twice, he couldn't understand what was going on, it was like an illusion.

Behind him, the last surviving subordinate, his face was a little pale, he was frightened by Mo Extraordinary Strength, and he was also afraid of Hu Jiu's ruthlessness!

Thunder Tiger and Thunder Dragon were also dumbfounded, their faces were a little worried, and there was also some excitement, at this moment, they felt that Mo Feifei was really a portable warrior selected by the Holy Maiden.

And once this is true, then, Mo Feifei's status in the Immortal Hall must be very high, and the two of them will naturally have great benefits!

At the passage, the aftermath has not subsided, and the wind is still strong.

At the passage where the dragon and tiger came, at some point, many cultivators gathered, and some of them witnessed the fierce battle, and they talked in shock.

The aftermath decreased, driving Mo Feifei's hair, he raised his eyebrows and chuckled, pointed the war spear at Hu Jiu, and said lightly: "Look, I said that your strength is too weak, you just don't believe it." ”

Hu Jiu glared at Mo Feifei, he forcibly suppressed his shock and anger, "The surname is Mo, you kill me Hu Cheng and the three of you, this hatred of my Hu Cheng will never stop!"

Mo Feifei shook his head slightly, and said loudly, "Shut up, I'll kill one, you killed two yourself, and you still have the face to say?!"

Speaking of this, Mo Feifei paused slightly, and then muttered: "I see that you seem to mean that you want me to kill three?

While speaking, Mo Feifei stepped forward with his gun, and a monstrous coercion was suddenly released, like a moving canopy, pressing down towards Hu Jiu and the others.

"Go"

Feeling Mo Extraordinary's coercion, Hu Jiu's heart was awe-inspiring, his eyes narrowed slightly, he directly withdrew and flew back, running towards the exit of the passage at a high speed, and he didn't even dare to take the hundred spirit stones that he had snatched!

Mo Feifei put away the war spear, he looked at the shocked Thunder Dragon, Thunder Tiger and the two, and said with a light smile: "Go and collect those spirit stones, I hope you can advance directly." ”

After the sound fell, Mo Feifei looked at the cultivators watching from afar, and after a slight silence, he hugged his fist slightly at everyone, "Friends, this exit, no one will squat down and snatch the spirit stone again, walk over, and you will be promoted." ”

Hearing Mo Feifei's words, some cultivators who only had one spirit stone immediately cheered, and they saluted Mo Feifei with their fists in courtesy.

After all, in the rules of the Immortal Palace, any cultivator who passes this first level can be regarded as a disciple of the Immortal Palace!

Mo Feifei smiled casually, greeted the two Lei Hu who had put away a hundred spirit stones, and walked indifferently towards the exit.

And the news of Hu Cheng and Hu Jiu's retreat from this sixth fork in the road also reached the ears of more latecomers with the discussion of some cultivators.

For a while, those cultivators who got the news all chose to come out of the sixth fork in the road.

On the other side, among the five forks in the road, there are five major forces guarding them, but there are too few cultivators from here, and the spirit stones they have harvested are also pitiful, and they are destined to be difficult to advance directly!

From the exit of Lingqiong Valley, Mo Feifei, Thunder Dragon, and Thunder Tiger were in a beautiful mountain.

Here, there are nearly a thousand cultivators, and the disciples of the Immortal Hall who maintain order are solemn, and on the winding mountainside of a white jade corridor, there are some people with powerful breaths.

They were the high-ranking figures of the Immortal Palace, and there were also some genius disciples in the ranks, waiting to pick their personal warriors.

The saint Yan Xueyi is naturally among them, she is not only there, but also sitting alone in a gazebo, which shows that in this venue, she is the person with the highest status!

Seeing Mo Feifei in the crowd, Yan Xueyi gently pulled the green silk with her bare hands, and a light smile appeared on her face that had been cold.

The picture was so beautiful that many people were fascinated!

Mo Feifei looked around, and when he met Yan Xueyi's gaze, he waved lightly and made a chic movement.

At this moment, Mo Feifei's heart moved, his brows furrowed, he sensed a hostility, a murderous intent, very strong!

Turning his face to look, in his line of sight, Hu Jiu was standing beside a disciple of the Immortal Palace, staring at him with resentment in his eyes.

And that Immortal Hall disciple also had his eyes slightly narrowed, with a cold killing intent permeating!

The crowd was quiet, and those cultivators who had passed the first level of assessment walked in a neat queue towards the stewards who were responsible for recording and issuing tokens.

In the crowd, Mo Feifei transmitted a voice to Lei Long, "The person around Hu Jiu is Hu Cheng's big man in the Immortal Palace?" Lei Long shook his head, and the voice was explained, "He is just Hu Jiu's cousin Hu Nuo, Hu Jiu's grandfather Juan, is an elder in the Immortal Palace, and he is standing on the mountainside white jade corridor, and he is the one in black clothes!"