Yu Moxi opened his eyes, and a scavenger was about to slash at Yu Moxi, and a thunderbolt hit the man, and in an instant, the power of the domineering thunder and lightning shattered the internal organs, and the man died on the spot.

Yu Moxi turned his head to look at Luo Xiu behind him and smiled at him.

Then, Yu Moxi's gaze fell on the twenty or so Sheng family guards and scavengers on the field, and his eyes were slightly cold.

Black Lin in the left hand, black dagger in the right hand.

Yu Moxi's figure flashed, melting into the shadows, his eyes were like blades, and with a nirvana, he quickly locked on the only seventh-order spiritual cultivation on the field.

In an instant, his left hand moved, and the tip of Heilin's knife flashed with a cold blade light.

Phew!

A trail of blood flew from the tip of the knife, and then a shadow flickered, and behind it was the dull sound of falling to the ground.

Yu Moxi licked his somewhat dry lips, and his cold eyes quickly locked on to the next target.

The scythe of death was swung out, and the autumn eyes met the frightened eyes, without a trace of emotional fluctuations, and the movements in the hands were like flowing clouds, as if they were performing a gorgeous performance, harvesting one life after another.

Someone noticed Yu Moxi, pointed at Yu Moxi and yelled: "There is one there!" Kill her! ”

Several ninth-order spiritual cultivators walked towards Yu Moxi, and one by one they were full of murderous intentions, and their eyes were full of madness.

By now, the situation has become irreparable, and although some people don't want to kill the disciples of the Absolute Spirit Sect, they have to join in at this moment.

If Yu Moxi and the four escaped, what was waiting for them would be death.

More and more people surrounded Yu Moxi, wanting to use the number of people to kill Yu Moxi.

In the encirclement, Yu Moxi was able to dodge killing moves again and again, and every time the dagger in his hand was stabbed, he took one person away.

On the other side, Xiao Yan was entangled by two tenth-order spiritual cultivators, and although the burning fire could threaten the tenth-order spiritual cultivators, the gap in cultivation level was there, and it was meaningless if he couldn't attack it.

The two tenth-order spiritual cultivators are Sheng Xiche's guards, with tacit understanding and rich experience, each move is based on calmness, and they plan to consume Xiao Yan's energy and physical strength.

Xiao Yan wanted to create a killing blow, but he couldn't find a flaw.

On Sheng Xiche's side, the middle-aged man and the five Sheng family guards were protecting him.

Sheng Xiche's face was ugly, his eyes swept to Liuxin, who was still understanding, and turned his head to look at the middle-aged man: "One of them is still understanding, and they captured that woman alive and forced them to stop." ”

"Yes, young master." The middle-aged man answered, stepped out, and his body soared, approaching Ryuxin in an instant like a cannonball.

With a big hand, when he was about to clasp Ryuxin's neck, a thunderbolt fell from the sky, the middle-aged man dodged sideways, the thunder fell beside him, and the crackling thunder and lightning smashed the ground.

One person, stopped in front of the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man had a hint of vigilance in his eyes: "Who are you?" ”

Luo Xiu's ink eyes glanced at the middle-aged man faintly, and there seemed to be a thunderous rage in his pupils, and there was a slight arc of electricity flashing on his body, faintly dangerous.

The middle-aged man couldn't get Luo Xiu's attitude, and Luo Xiu's cultivation was ...... The middle-aged man didn't want to think deeply, just as Luo Xiu was an ordinary disciple of the Absolute Spirit Sect.

A cloud of black mist spread out of his body, enveloping the sky between the two, and in the black mist, there seemed to be hundreds of babies laughing sharply at the same time, and the ordinary face of the middle-aged man was replaced by a strange smile, and his body melted into the black mist.

"Quack Quack ......"

"Giggle......

"Quack Quack ......"

Luo Xiu's ink eyes condensed, and he raised his hand and several thunderbolts slammed into the black mist, scattering a large area of black mist.

But those sparse black mist condensed together in just a few seconds, and they continued to spread, completely submerging Luo Xiu's figure......