Yu Xing frowned, he seemed to ignore the tall figure that had been following Doctor Mo in the first place.

His face was slightly ugly, with his usual alert character, he would not make such a mistake, but this iron slave may not be human at all, because he couldn't hear a trace of the other party's heartbeat and breathing.

"Bang~"

The speed of the iron slave is not fast, and it is even worse than that of Doctor Mo, but coupled with his body that is more than two meters high, he rampages over, and he is like an inhuman monster.

Yu Xing used his true qi, and the green tendons on his right arm burst out, and he directly exerted his mad python strength.

The palms of the two collided together, and it turned out that Yu Xing took three steps back, and the figure of the iron slave only shook slightly, and continued to rush towards Yu Xing.

"Hiss~ This guy is made of metal all over?" Yu Xing frowned, his palms ached, and just now, he was stunned and had the feeling of slapping Shishan.

"Hahahaha~ Yu Xing, Yu Xing, after all, the old man's preparation is more sufficient, your good spiritual root, good body, the old man is going to decide."

Doctor Mo still had his last breath left, and he supported it stiffly, and Tie Nu took out three silver needles from his arms, directly inserted them into the back of Mo Lao's head, stimulated them with special secret techniques, and forcibly hung a breath.

"Iron slave, give it to me."

Doctor Mo also calmed down now, and ordered the Iron Slave to strike.

"Hmph, I should have cut off your tongue just now, noise." Yu Xing glanced at Doctor Mo coldly, retracted his gaze, shook the eight-sided Han sword in his hand, and killed the iron slave.

"No matter how superb your swordsmanship is, it's just a trick, this puppet I refined, King Kong is not bad, and you can't win with thin true qi."

Doctor Mo smiled confidently, after fighting for so long just now, he almost understood the strength of Yu Xing.

Although he didn't know why Yu Xing, who had just started to practice the mental method, had such a strong strength and speed without the assistance of true qi, the most restrained iron slave was the martial arts master who only cultivated outside, not inside.

"Who said I'm going to beat your puppet?"

Yu Xing's fluttering voice came into Doctor Mo's ears, "He is controlled by you, killing you should be enough." ”

Doctor Mo's pupils shrank slightly, and he was frightened by Yu Xing's words, and hurriedly shouted.

"Iron slave, save my !!"

"Huh~"

Yu Xing carried Luo Yanbu, and his figure swept past the iron slave's side like smoke, and the eight-sided Han sword was clenched in his hand. In an instant, he appeared in front of Doctor Mo, and the tip of the sword pointed straight at him.

In Doctor Mo's pupils, the tip of the sword gradually expanded, and behind the rest of the punishment, the figure of the iron slave rushed over a step too late, raised a palm and slapped it at the same time.

"Poof~"

Scarlet blood splattered out, and Doctor Mo's head flew upside down in the air, smashing to the ground, rolling more than a dozen times in a row, and his eyes widened extremely unwillingly.

The iron slave with a sharp palm suddenly stopped his movements, and he was one inch short, and he was hit by the rest of the sentence.

Yu Xing breathed a sigh of relief, he was slapped by this big man, and he may not be able to bear it.

Glancing at Doctor Mo's corpse, Yu Xingke started to think, after all, the other party is a martial arts senior, and there should be some good things on him, right? Yu Xing leaned down and began to grope around him.

It didn't take long for the rest of the sentence to be rewarded.

From the arms of Dr. Mo, I found a rectangular yellow wooden box, this box is exquisite, carved with dragons and phoenixes, at a glance, it is known to be a precious thing, and it is rare for ordinary people to see.

I opened the lid of the box, and put a few identical silver blades inside, this silver blade has a strange shape, it looks like a knife but not a knife, like a sword not a sword, the blade body is curved, in the shape of a half-moon, and the size is similar to a dagger, which is very peculiar.

Yu Xing frowned, and took out a silver blade from it, this strange blade was extremely thin, as thick as a piece of paper, and the cold light flowed and flickered on the surface of the blade, making people feel extremely sharp at first sight, presumably it must be used to cut flesh and blood, it must be as easy as cutting clothes. What's even more bizarre is that at the end of the handle of the silver blade, there is also a ghost head with closed eyes, this ghost head has blue fangs, and the head has two horns, which is extremely hideous.

"What is this?" Yu Xing didn't understand a little, thought for a while, and began to rummage again.

In Dr. Mo's arms, there is also a small bag of silk folded into a small bag, this satin is as dazzling as fire, fresh **, and every stitch and thread on it looks extraordinarily exquisite, and it doesn't seem to be an ordinary thing.

After dividing the sentence by two, he unwrapped the silk and carefully took out a crumpled piece of yellow paper from it. The paper is not large, only the size of a palm, and it is cut into long strips, and the color is a little old, and it seems to have a lot of years.

The most striking thing is that it is glittering with silver, and there are several strange symbols painted in silver lacquer, which have a strange shape and Yu Xing has never seen before.

"It's like pretending to be a ghost?" Yu Xing frowned, to be honest, he didn't believe in ghosts and gods, but after experiencing so many worlds, he saw these more thoroughly.

Even something as unbelievable as the system may exist, ghosts and gods, it seems that there is nothing.

"Who?!"

Yu Xing was still thinking about the use of the two things, and suddenly felt a chill that was wrong, and snorted, he stimulated his bloodline, and his body temperature rose rapidly, and he directly evaporated the surrounding air, releasing a trace of white smoke from the surface of his body.

This is the first time that Yu Xing has stimulated his ancestral dragon physique.

Because what he felt at that moment just now was extremely cold, so cold that it made him shudder.

"Don't do it, I have no ill will."

An unfamiliar young man's voice rang out in the cabin.

Traces of black smoke rose from Dr. Mo's corpse, and there seemed to be a figure in the blur.

"This guy is finally dead, you are my great benefactor, you helped me avenge my blood and sweat!!" The young voice seemed to be very excited, and in the middle of his words, he cursed Dr. Mo frantically.

"My name is Yu Zitong, and I am also a child of a martial arts family, when I went out to practice, this surnamed Mo, took a fancy to the heavy treasure I carried, so he killed me, fortunately, in our family, I also had some immortal fate, I was able to use the secret method to protect my soul, but I was coerced by this guy to pass on his immortal method."

The young voice kept saying, "Benefactor, this guy took you as an apprentice because he took a fancy to your body with a spiritual root, and wanted to use the method of snatching and giving up to rob your body. ”

Yu Xing looked at the other party with a sneer, so that he would not unilaterally trust the other party's nonsense.

"What are these two things?"

Yu Xing shook the silver blade and yellow paper in his hand, and asked, he didn't want to work in vain.

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