"Brute!" Zhang Qi snorted, and the magic light sword rain slashed out, slashing the strong man's wrist.

"This little girl is not bad! This tall figure, Lao Tzu likes it! hehe!" The strong man smiled, flicked his fingers on the tip of the sword, Zhang Qi suddenly felt a mountain of power, swinging out from between that fingers, and crashing straight towards him along the sword body.

"Hmm!" Zhang Qi snorted, and took more than a dozen steps back before he stabilized his figure, and he was very shocked in his heart.

Is the strength of this half-step Yuan Martial Realm so terrifying?

The disciples of Tianhe Hall looked at the two half-step Yuan Martial Realm cultivators on the other side for a while, and then looked at Zuo Yan who crossed his arms and sneered, and their hearts were all panicked.

These earth prison cultists, all of them are extremely vicious, is it really as Zuo Yan said, can they be spared?

The strong man repelled Zhang Qi with one finger, and his claws did not slow down at all, and touched Yingluo's waist.

"There is no shadow of light, no trace of fencing! The wind is silent, and the breath is like stopping water!"

Suddenly, a sense of crisis inexplicably rose in the strong man's heart.

Before he could react, a cold feeling swept through his wrist, and his hand that grabbed Yingluo had been cut off by his wrist!

He didn't feel any fluctuations in power, nor did he hear any sounds.

That sword seemed to come out of thin air and disappear out of thin air!

The strong man staggered back, his eyes full of disbelief and looked at Mo Tian.

The young man stood with his sword, and on the unicorn blood sword, there were a few drops of bright red blood hanging on his body.

A low-level junior in the Xuanwu Realm, who had never been in his eyes, could actually seriously injure him!

Not only did this strong man find it incredible, but even the disciples of Tianhe Hall and the evil cultists of the Earth Prison also opened their mouths one by one and looked at Mo Tian in amazement.

The master of the dignified half-step Yuan Martial Realm was seriously injured by a Xuanwu triple boy with a sword!

It's so mysterious!

Everyone had a fantastic sense of unreality.

Then He Xinglong, Meng Qing and Zhang Qi have a weird feeling.

You must know that they are fighting alone, but it is difficult to even take these half-step Yuan Martial Realm moves.

Could it be that his cultivation at the peak of the Xuanwu Realm is all fake?

The three of them couldn't help but be a little suspicious of their cultivation!

Only Mo Tian himself knew that he could succeed in a sneak attack, firstly, because Zhang Qi attracted all the attention of the strong man, and the other party did not take his own Xuanwu low-level in his eyes.

The second reason is that although the shadowless sword is a Xuan-level martial art, the sword is silent, shadowless and traceless, if it is not a head-to-head battle, it is really difficult to guard.

The strong man was stunned for a moment, and he didn't deal with the broken wrist injury, "Wow Ka Ka" screamed, the sound was like a huge thunder, and he swung a giant stick towards Mo Tianmian's door!

Before the person arrived, the surging force had already set off a terrifying strong wind in the air, and the sand and rocks on the ground were terrifying!

Mo Tian's pupils condensed sharply, and this force actually made him feel unshakable and irresistible!

"Boom! boom!"

Two slender figures stood in front of him, and then, they were all smashed out directly by the giant stick.

It was Zhang Qi and another Xuanwu Eightfold Demon Spirit Palace Senior Sister.

Even Mo Tian behind him was shocked back by the aftermath of that stick, and his blood was rolling.

"Do you really think they'll let you go?" Mo Tian's eyes were like lightning, and he swept towards the group of male disciples in Tianhe Hall who were watching the excitement, and said coldly.

Looking at the appearance of these people, it is obvious that they want to sit on the wall and watch, don't they know that the black market has been planning for a long time, and since they have opened the Ice Phoenix Prison, how can they easily let go of the people of Tianhe Palace!

The people bowed their heads, but they did not dare to look at him.

They were also a little hesitant in their hearts, not knowing whether to believe in Mo Tian or Zuo Yan.

This Chen Xin released the evil cultists of the earth prison, gathered hundreds of people, and ambushed here, obviously to take the disciples of the Tianhe Hall to an end. These people listened to Zuo Yan's nonsense and pinned their hopes of survival on the mercy of the enemy!

"It's ridiculous that the big house is on fire, and the swallows that are nesting under the eaves don't know that they have been wiped out!"

Mo Tian sneered, and the next moment, two dark night-like rays flashed in his eyes, shooting straight towards Zuo Yan, and said, "Surnamed Zuo, don't let me know that you harbor evil intentions! Otherwise, God won't be able to save you!"

After Mo Tian finished saying this, he grabbed it and helped Zhang Qi up, and said, "Senior Sister Zhang, I will enter the state of enchantment in a while, and I will kill all the people here." You leave as quickly as you can with your sisters, as far as you go!"

Zhang Qixiu's eyes trembled fiercely and said, "Into the devil?"

Mo Tian nodded, a desolate look flashed in his eyes, and said, "If I can't come back, I see Bing'er and say sorry for me, let her live well, don't do stupid things for me!"

At this moment, the strong man's big black hairy hand was pinched into the shape of an eagle's claw, sneered, and tore straight at the top of Mo Tian's head.

"It is not my wish to become a Buddha on the ground!

Mo Tian looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, and the sound shook the mountains.

In his eyes, there was a black glow. Endless black gas, mad demons danced, swirling around him.

A lawless and domineering aura rippled from him!

"Ho-ho!

At this moment, a deep and familiar voice suddenly sounded.

A slightly stiff figure swept from a mountain depression at a rapid speed!

Yu Wen's pair of dead fish-like eyes quickly locked on Mo Tian and tore straight at him.

Chen Xin's eyes trembled, and he recognized that this was Yu Wen, a disciple of the Phantom Spirit Palace, ranked seventh among the top ten masters of the Ascending Dragon List.

Chen Xin didn't have time to think about it, he only said that Yu Wen wanted to attack the strong man of the iron tower and rescue Mo Tian, and shouted at the moment: "Stop him!"

Among the evil cults, the man holding the iron abacus, the black gas on the abacus was heavy, and he smashed his head towards Yu Wen.

"Boom!" In the shocked eyes of the disciples of Tianhe Palace, Yu Wen did not dodge or dodge, and was smashed by an abacus in the head. The lower half of his body was smashed directly into the mountain at his feet.

Being directly hit in the head by a half-step Yuanwu Realm powerhouse, even a real Yuanwu Realm powerhouse will inevitably die!

Just when everyone sighed for Yu Wen, they saw him probe his fingers, and with a "click", he twisted the neck of the iron abacus man.

Chen Xin was stunned on the spot and was speechless.

A half-step Yuan Martial Realm master, his neck was twisted by a move, and he had no power to resist, what kind of concept is this?

When the strong man of the iron tower saw that Yu Wen killed the iron abacus with one move, and then killed him on his side, he was already cold, and he screamed strangely, and ran away!

Chen Xin also reacted, knowing that Yu Wen had broken through to the Yuanwu Realm, which was beyond the reach of himself and others. Don't hesitate, just turn around and run!

The disciples of Tianhe Hall were all thunderous with joy, shouting Yu Wen's name loudly.

Although Chen Xin said that he would only deal with Mo Tian, the evil criminals who surrounded them were eyeing them and never withdrew.

Now that these people were frightened away by Yu Wen, everyone's hanging hearts finally let go.

"Senior Brother Yu Wen, congratulations on your breakthrough!" A disciple of the Phantom Spirit Palace grabbed Yu Wen in front of him, his face was full of joy, and he congratulated him.

"Ho-ho!

Yu Wen's stiff throat let out a low ho-ho sound, and with a dip of his claws, he directly grabbed the chest of the Phantom Spirit Palace disciple, and pulled out a bloody heart that was still pounding!

A wisp of pain and incomprehension froze in the eyes of the disciples of the Phantom Spirit Palace,

His lips moved, and he wanted to say something, but his voice was stuck in his throat and he couldn't say it. He didn't understand until he died, why Yu Wen killed himself.

The crowd was even more horrified, staring at the beating heart in Yu Wen's hand.