Han Yang has been training in the Northern Xinjiang battlefield for ten years.

He has experienced all kinds of battles, big and small, and even almost died on this battlefield once.

The name of the Qingtian Ghost Emperor was what he told Jiang Mo.

Jiang Mo didn't expect that he really scared these ghost clans.

"Lord Qin, although he has offended you, we are all of the same race!"

"You're too heavy, aren't you?"

One of the ghosts plucked up his courage and said.

They can all feel that Jiang Mo's breath is only in the realm of a two-star Martial Emperor.

Why can you quietly kill a ghost powerhouse?

In their opinion, it should be due to the black Yuan Qi Sword in Jiang Mo's hand.

Qin Feng and the others, who had not yet gotten rid of the threat of death at the moment, looked at Jiang Mo with some surprise in their eyes.

"Senior brother, I don't know why, I always feel that he doesn't look like he's going to attack us!"

Liu Ruobing's red lips opened lightly, and a very strange feeling appeared in her heart.

"Senior sister, these guys are all raccoon dogs. As the saying goes, if you are not of my race, your heart will be different!"

"That white-haired ghost clan even killed his own companions, do you think he might let us go?" Qin Feng said.

"What's the matter, are you not satisfied with the way I handled it?" Jiang Mo asked with a raised eyebrow.

When the words fell, these ghost clans only felt a breeze blowing on their faces.

Immediately after, they felt a chill on their necks, and their heads flew directly into the air as if they had lost contact with their bodies.

It stands to reason that the vitality of the ghost clan is very strong, and even if the head is separated from the body, it will not die immediately.

However, at this moment, boundless black flames suddenly poured out of the surroundings.

This black fire could not be extinguished, enveloping the heads and bodies of several ghost clans.

After ten breaths, their concreteness turned into ashes and dissipated between heaven and earth.

During the whole process, the fast Qin Feng and the others were a little unbelievable.

"It's really mad, this guy is so ruthless, he killed several of his companions!" Qin Feng said in shock.

What made him feel desperate was that this reflected from the side that Jiang Mo's strength far surpassed those ghost clans.

In other words, Qin Feng and the others had no hope of escaping at all.

"Senior sister, it's better to be a broken jade than a complete tile!" Qin Feng's gaze swept over Liu Ruobing's beautiful face, and then landed on her bumpy and delicate body.

"Senior brother, why are you looking at me like this?" Liu Ruobing felt that Qin Feng's gaze had an indescribable feeling.

This feeling made her feel very uncomfortable.

"Instead of falling into the hands of that demon, we might as well kill ourselves!" Qin Feng gritted his teeth and said.

He knew that Liu Ruobing was still a virgin.

As the disciple of the head of the sect, Qin Feng thought that he was worthy of this lady of the sky, both in terms of identity and appearance.

To a certain extent, Qin Feng had already regarded Liu Ruobing as his own forbidden body.

No one is allowed to touch it.

Now, they are in a desperate situation, and he would rather die as a martyr than see his flowery sister ruined by a demon.

"Senior brother, do you think that with that guy's strength, we have time to commit suicide?" Liu Ruobing asked rhetorically.

This sentence made Qin Feng's face stiffen, and he couldn't speak.

Indeed, Jiang Mo's random energy just now could dissolve his self-explosion at will.

Such a strong person is simply desperate.

"Demons, if you want to kill or chop, listen to it. If you want my disciples of the Worry-Free Sword Sect to submit, you don't have to dream!" Qin Feng roared.

He wanted to use this sentence to provoke Jiang Mo, and then kill them, so that he would not have to be humiliated by this demon.

"I didn't expect that the disciples of the Worry-Free Sword Sect had such a strong personality. ”

"But, when did I say that I was going to kill you?" Jiang Mo asked rhetorically.

"You're not going to kill us?"

"How is it possible? you and the clan are killed, how can you let us go?" Qin Feng didn't believe Jiang Mo's words at all.

"Huh, kindred?"

"Do you think I'm also a ghost clan?" Jiang Mo smiled.

So far, as long as he has urged the "Netherworld Holy Scripture", whether it is the ghost race or the human race, they will not be able to identify his true identity.

However, Jiang Mo didn't know if he would be able to work if he met a strong man at the level of the Great Emperor of the Ghost Clan.

After the words fell, Jiang Mo put away the ghost qi in his whole body, and those black whirlpools slowly dissipated.

"This ...... How is it possible?" After seeing such a change, Qin Feng was suddenly shocked.

He didn't expect that Jiang Mo could transform into the form of a human race.

What a terrible thing it would be if he was mixed into the Sanssouci Sword Sect.

"Senior brother, I said a long time ago, this son should not kill us. ”

"It seems that my guess is right!" Liu Ruobing's beautiful eyes rose with a hint of hope.

I have to say that a woman's sixth sense is very accurate.

The moment Jiang Mo appeared, she had a premonition that she would not die today.

"Senior sister, you don't know your face but don't know your heart, you must be careful......" Qin Feng still didn't want to believe Jiang Mo, however, Liu Ruobing interrupted him and said, "Senior brother, if it weren't for this son, we would have died a tragic death." ”

"He saved us!"

"Worry-free Sword Sect Liu Ruobing, thank you for saving your life!"

After speaking, she inserted the long sword back into the scabbard, held a pair of jade hands together, and immediately bowed to Jiang Mo Yingying, her waist appeared slender and elastic.

"You don't have to be like this, the Worry-Free Sword Sect is a decent force, and as a member of the Heavenly Saint Dao Palace, I naturally can't die without help. Jiang Mo said with a smile.

He did not explain his identity as a Taoist.

"It turned out to be a disciple of the Heavenly Saint Dao Palace!"

"No wonder the strength is so strong!"

Behind Qin Feng, there were several male disciples, and when they looked at Jiang Mo, they showed a look of looking up.

Compared with the Heavenly Saint Dao Palace, I don't know how much worse it is.

The disciples who were able to enter the Heavenly Saint Dao Palace, their martial arts talent was actually already possible, and they were on a par with the closed disciples of the Sword Sect Master.

In other words, the talent of any disciple of the Dao Palace does not have to be bad for Qin Feng.

Seeing that Senior Sister Ruobing was also looking at Jiang Mo with admiration, Qin Feng felt jealous in his heart.

"I also passed by unintentionally, and I saw that you were surrounded by ghosts, so I made a move. ”

"The battlefield in Northern Xinjiang is full of crises, I hope you can be careful!"

After Jiang Mo finished speaking, he prepared to leave.

Seeing that Jiang Mo wanted to leave, Qin Feng was overjoyed.

If Senior Sister Ruobing really liked this white-haired young man, then Qin Feng would really cry in his intestines.

"Brother Dao, stay behind, before, we were besieged by a large number of powerful ghost clans. We were lucky enough to tear open a gap and escape. ”

"However, the siege of those ghost clans continued, and some disciples of the Heavenly Saint Dao Palace were also surrounded. ”

"When we got out, we also saw that a disciple of the Dao Palace was killed on the spot. At that time, we were unable to protect ourselves and could not afford to help. ”

Liu Ruobing said.

Hearing this, Jiang Mo's face changed slightly!

(End of chapter)