Luoxia Mountain, at an altitude of 1,600 zhang, on the edge of the cliff, Wang Yi and the three of them have been forced into a desperate situation at this time.

The mountain wind was howling, blowing the plackets of several people's clothes, hunting sounds, and the long hair of several people was also fluttering under the mountain wind.

Beneath is a bottomless abyss, and you can only see the mist and mist misty.

Behind him, the black-robed old man floated on a lonely crooked-necked tree, looking at the three of them gloomily, and did not take the initiative to strike again, looking confident.

In his opinion, there is no suspense, these three people still can't escape from the palm of his hand after all, and what they want will be available soon.

Thinking of this, a happy smile appeared on the old man's face like a folded orange.

At this time, Shen Baokun also rushed here with two guards panting slightly, but after glancing at his grandfather, he didn't dare to go over, obviously frightened by the old man in the black robe before.

But looking at the three of Mo Tingcheng, especially Mo Tingcheng, their eyes were full of the happiness that the great revenge was about to be avenged.

"I'm sorry, I'm the one who caused you to ......" Mo Qingcheng's cold voice sounded, with a touch of guilt.

"I don't blame you, if we blame us, we blame our own bad luck. ”

Hearing this, Wang Yi shook his head lightly, and said with a slightly bitter voice.

"Allure, don't take everything on yourself, we don't blame you, and that old guy didn't plan to let us go, I'm glad to know you. ”

Although her heart was also very heavy and fearful, at least she had been prepared before, Lan Tianyu was still relatively calm, she gently held Mo Qingcheng's arm, and gave her a comfort.

Feeling Lantian Yu's comfort, the guilt in Mo Qingcheng's heart still decreased, on the contrary, he became more uneasy and guilty.

If it weren't for themselves, maybe the two of them wouldn't have this catastrophe, alas, I'm sorry for them.

Mo Qingcheng couldn't help but sigh in his heart, it really can't work, just use that move, but in this way, my martial arts foundation will be destroyed, and I will never have a chance to set foot at that peak again.

Forget it, if you destroy it, you will destroy it, and you must not let them die because of themselves!

Gritting his teeth, Mo Chengcheng finally made a decision in his heart, and decided to fight to destroy his future and protect the safety of Wang Yi and the others.

"Excuse me, you keep running, the old man gives you a chance, let you keep running!"

The black-robed old man sneered, his eyes full of mockery.

Seeing this, Wang Yi and the three of them didn't answer, but just looked at him as if they were dead, their eyes were extremely cold, if their eyes could kill, I am afraid that the old man would have been killed several times at this time.

Of course, eyes can still kill, but they don't have that strength.

Looking at the three of them in their eyes, they wanted to break their bodies into pieces, but they had no choice but to take their helplessness, the old man in the black robe couldn't help laughing wildly.

"Hahaha, since you don't continue to run, then go and die!"

After saying that, his eyes were cold, his whole body was violently raised, and the true qi in his right hand was violently raised, and it instantly condensed into a crimson palm print half a meter in size, and slapped towards the three of Mo Qingcheng.

Wherever the red anthurium prints passed, the air exploded, and the intense heat roasted and distorted the air.

The red palm prints that came violently, feeling the terrifying power contained in them, Wang Yi's eyes were full of despair, but he still stared at the black-robed old man, his fists clenched, and he glared at him unwillingly. He really couldn't find a way to break the game, his strength was too weak, he couldn't do anything, and this time, he once again felt the grievance of insufficient strength.

If there is a next time, I will do whatever it takes to become stronger!

When Lan Tianyu saw the attacking attack, she was so frightened that she directly closed her trembling eyes, and her slender eyelashes trembled violently, showing the fear and despair in her heart.

"......Huh" Mo Qingcheng's heart froze, and the naïve innocence qi in his body was inexplicably running, and he wanted to burst out of that move.

"Huh..."

At this moment, a fierce and domineering sword suddenly appeared, easily smashing the fire poison palm of the black-robed old man, and the castration was unabated, slashing towards the black-robed old man quickly, silently, but extremely dangerous.

When the old man saw that his blow was broken, his eyes were wide open, his face was full of disbelief, but when he saw that the sword was not lost a little, he slashed at him again, and he couldn't help but be horrified, and his busy body flashed, and he dodged more than ten feet away in an instant.

"Boom ......"

The black robe watched as the crooked-necked tree I was standing on before was instantly split in half with a knife, and at the same time smashed the 10,000-pound boulder behind before it dissipated.

"Who is it?" said the black-robed old man angrily, and at the same time, the innate spiritual sense spread wildly towards the surroundings, covering a distance of dozens of meters around him.

Wang Yi and the three of them were also shocked by this sudden knife, and hurriedly looked in front of them.

In front of the three of them, there was a figure standing proudly at this time, he was wearing a gray robe, holding a knife in his right hand, looking like a middle-aged man, and the momentum of the innate realm of martial arts was surging out, making the air a little sticky.

Obviously, he cut the knife before!

"Young master, my subordinates are late to save the car, and I ask the young master to forgive me!"

Just when Wang Yi and the three of them looked at him and guessed which master was helping him, they saw him suddenly turn around, kneel on one knee, and bow his head to Wang Yi.

"Are you ......?" Wang Yi was also stunned by this scene, as if he had vaguely guessed something, with a touch of excitement on his face.

"Young master, it's me, Wang Yong!" Wang Yong raised his head, looked at Wang Yi, and said.

"It's really you, Uncle Yong!" Wang Yi exclaimed, and hurriedly stepped forward to help Wang Yong up, he obviously knew Wang Yong, but he was not particularly familiar with Wang Yong, only knew that he was Wang Gang's son.

Seeing this, Mo Tingcheng breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, stopped his internal movements, and said secretly, it seems that this kid's identity is not simple, and there is actually a congenital master to protect him secretly, and his strength is extraordinary, I didn't even feel his existence, is it a higher level of interest!

Mo Qingcheng's expression was silent!

Lan Tianyu also opened her eyes at this time, and when she saw the scene in front of her, she was also shocked in her heart, but then she breathed a long sigh of relief, patted her chest, and said secretly, it seems that she has escaped.

Then he looked at Wang Yong with curiosity on his face, and his heart was excited, this uncle is also a congenital master of martial arts?

"Who are you?" The black-robed old man who flashed to the side looked at Wang Yong in shock, and said cautiously, he had to be cautious, with his martial arts innate double cultivation, he had never found this middle-aged man with a knife, which was a terrible thing.

This middle-aged man is much stronger than him, and he is in danger.

"Uncle Yong, how could you .........?" Wang Yi was about to ask Wang Yong, why was he here, but Wang Yong interrupted.

"Young master, I'll explain these to you later, now I'll wait for me to take care of this old ghost. Wang Yong stopped Wang Yi's inquiry, turned to look at the black-robed old man, and said indifferently:

"Dare to attack and kill the young master of my Wang family, you really don't want to live!"

His heart sank, but he said with a smile on his face: "Your Excellency, this is all a misunderstanding, I don't mean to hurt this son..."

"Shut up, you really don't think I'm a fool, I've always seen what you do, and you dare to quibble!" Wang Yong suddenly burst into a shout, like thunder, interrupting the words of the black-robed old man.

The old man in the black robe's wrinkled cheeks were suddenly choked red.

"Old man, I ......" The old man in the black robe wanted to say more, but he saw that Wang Yong ignored it at all, and as soon as the long knife in his hand was raised, a terrifying knife slashed at him.

The old man in the black robe was horrified, and he hurriedly raised his hand to meet the sword with a red palm print, this time he didn't leave his hand, as soon as he made a move, it was full of skill, so this palm print reached the end of the hand.

"Boom!"

There was a violent explosion, and the attacks of the two were instantly annihilated.

"Hmph, it's a bit of a trick!" Wang Yong snorted coldly, and slashed over again, and at the same time, his body flashed, and with a super fast movement speed, he rushed towards the black-robed old man, and the hard rock on the ground shattered and collapsed like delicate tofu at his feet.

When the black-robed old man saw another blow of the sword, he had to smash it with all his strength again, and at the same time kept retreating, and said anxiously: "Your Excellency, please stop, I have no malicious intentions, I will agree to whatever compensation you want." ”

"Hmph, these words, you go to Lord Yama and say them. ”

With a cold snort, Wang Yong's figure instantly flashed in front of the black-robed old man, and slashed towards him in a sky-opening style.

The black-robed old man's eyes were horrified, and he was busy condensing Xuan Gong with his hands, and his palms became red, carrying raging flames, making a momentum to support the sky, and facing the blade above his head.

"Boom!"

The sword qi shot wildly, blazing in the air, and the two were separated in an instant.

Looking down at his tempered hands that were as strong as King Kong, a hole was cut out, blood dripping to the ground, the scorching temperature scalded the ground, and the old man in the black robe couldn't help but look extremely gloomy.

"Your Excellency, don't you really want to die?" The black-robed old man looked at Wang Yong with cold eyes, although he already knew that he was not Wang Yong's opponent, but seeing Wang Yong's endless situation, he was already ready to fight hard.

Wang Yong didn't answer, and proved his words with his actions, the long knife slashed horizontally and vertically, one by one cold, and the domineering knife slashed towards the black-robed old man.

"Damn, you forced me!!" Seeing that there was no room for relaxation, the black-robed old man turned ruthless, with crazy hatred and extreme killing intent in his eyes.

The moment he violently burned the essence and blood in his body, his cultivation skyrocketed, almost reaching the innate triple of martial arts.

Raising his hand, a red palm print met the sword qi that cut through the void, and suddenly a burst of roar resounded on the edge of the cliff.

The sword is in the air, the palm prints are heavy, and the stones are piercing the air. The boulders were split in two sections in the fierce knife qi, the incisions were as smooth as mirrors, and the red palm prints pierced the void, smashing the rocks into pieces, leaving deep palm prints on the mountain wall and the ground.

For a while, the two of them were evenly matched, which made Wang Yi and Lantian Yu nervous.

And Mo Qingcheng watched lightly, this level of strong battle did not cause her to be shocked at all.