Although he told the rest of the monks to kill Mo Yiming, it boosted morale. But when Mo Yiming's eyes were cast, the monk surnamed Ning, his footsteps suddenly jumped, and he actually fled towards another change.

And at this time, several monks rose into the air, and in front of Mo Yiming, they all sent out the power of cultivation, blocking Mo Yiming from chasing and killing the person surnamed Ning.

Mo Yiming's gaze was still focused on the person surnamed Ning, although he didn't speak, it made this person tremble. And his five fingers, which were also crunched, tore through the void and bombarded the head of a monk in front of him.

With a bang, the man's head was directly smashed to pieces, and blood splattered everywhere, flowing in the dead leaves, following the earth all the way to the forest stream, along with the previous blood, and then the crystal clear forest stream.

At the same time, with a flick of his backhand, he swung his palm at the other monk.

This monk had obviously made all the preparations beforehand, and when Mo Yiming's palm came, his cultivation power had already been condensed in his palm, and it collided directly with Mo Yiming's palm.

But even so, between the contact of these two palms, there was also a strong sensation of numbness in the monk's palm, and his body flew out directly.

The monk was also quite nimble, and after his body flew out, he seemed to know that there was a batch of purple bamboos behind him, and as soon as he stepped on the purple bamboo behind him with his right foot, the bamboo trunk bent a lot, and the bamboo leaves fell. And his body, as if with the help of this rebounding force, like an arrow off the string, put his palms together, and in front of him, a white sword suddenly appeared.

This should be this person's technique, and at the moment it was issued, the sound of breaking the sky sounded, and the cultivation fluctuated and dispersed.

Mo Yiming's expression was still the same, the killing intent in his eyes was still the same, he didn't make too many choices, but split it into a palm in the air, this palm was very decisive, gusts of wind sounded, and his body drove the dead leaves on the ground to fly, and the condensation turned into an arc-shaped big knife, which directly slashed at the person's location.

After this slash, the white sword in front of this person suddenly turned into a wave and dispersed. Horror appeared in his eyes, but in the next second, his body was cut in half, and blood splattered and flew out on both sides.

Facing Mo Yiming's current Heaven Slashing Technique, this person's technique is vulnerable!

"Whew!"

And at this time, while Mo Yiming's mind had not yet condensed, another Heavenly Temple Sect's transformation cultivator, after pointing out, a blue flying sword suddenly roared away.

This flying sword is not transformed by the power of cultivation, but the real magic weapon of this monk.

Mo Yiming was startled, his expression changed slightly, and when his body was raised back, the blue flying sword whistled past the tip of his nose, with a chill.

At the same time, the transformation monk of the South Gate stepped on the ground, and his body turned into Changhong and waved out a palm, which Mo Yiming didn't have time to deal with too much. As soon as he felt it, he suddenly felt a strong pain in his back, which caused him to spurt out a mouthful of blood, and his body was knocked into the sky.

If it weren't for Doudou's usual help Mo Yiming to strengthen Mo Yiming's defense, if the power of this palm hit the body of an ordinary person with nine layers of qi, he would definitely be shattered.

Seeing that Mo Yiming had the upper hand, these monks pursued one by one. Turned into a rainbow and soared into the sky.

And at the moment when they flew out, Mo Yiming fell into the sky, like a meteorite falling from the planet, its speed was so fast that when it rubbed against the void, there were even invisible sparks sputtering. Under the impact brought out, the bodies of the three monks who had just rushed into the sky exploded directly.

"Bang!"

Mo Yiming fell to the ground, the earth shook, and more branches and leaves splashed, these branches and leaves had not yet landed, Mo Yiming grabbed forward with five fingers, as if with the power of restraint and cohesion, these splashed branches and leaves actually stopped in mid-air, and then Mo Yiming pushed forward violently, and these originally weak branches and leaves, as if containing endless power, broke through the air.

Several monks in front of them, feeling the fluctuations brought out by these branches and leaves, their expressions changed drastically, and they suddenly hid to both sides.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

Several sounds rang out, and those branches and leaves whistled past the monk, directly hitting the purple bamboo behind him, causing the purple bamboo to break apart.

And it was at this time that the blue sword, under the control of the shape-shifting monk, quickly rotated in the air a few times, and then with a blue flame, it struck directly towards Mo Yiming's place again.

This time, this magic weapon seemed to exert all its mana, and when it tore through the void, the fluctuations it brought out made Mo Yiming suddenly feel extraordinary.

He took a step back, as if looking for a point to stabilize his body, and between his five fingers, after swinging out a palm, in front of his palm, an arc-shaped defensive circle suddenly appeared.

With a bang, the blue sword slammed directly into the defensive ring in front of him, but it didn't break it, but it resisted this defensive ring, splashing out blue light, trying to break through this defensive ring as much as possible and pierce Mo Yiming's body.

At this time, the monk who had broken his arm by Mo Yiming suddenly stopped dodging, and with a single step, he turned into a long rainbow, falling from the sky, and slapped it from the air with a palm, and the place where it was photographed was Mo Yiming's head.

He wanted to use this blow to directly slap Mo Yiming's head away.

But Mo Yiming obviously wouldn't give him this chance, but this magic weapon was indeed very strong, and it couldn't be destroyed in a short period of time.

When this palm was about to touch Mo Yiming's body, Mo Yiming's other palm suddenly swung out and hit it with one palm.

When this palm was swung out, because the power of cultivation was scattered, Mo Yiming's palm felt a tingling sensation, which made his expression appear painful.

But the shapeshifting monk also flew out upside down under this palm.

With the help of this momentary idle effort, Mo Yiming knew that the monk would still bombard down, so at this moment, his other pinch, the power of violent cultivation went to his fingertips, stepped back, and directly pushed the magic weapon out.

At the same time, Mo Yiming's body stepped forward.

Sure enough, when Mo Yiming's body just stepped forward, a palm power roared down in the sky, and with a bang, it hit the ground, and after the dust splashed, a large pit of more than one zhang appeared.

"This magic weapon is too much for me to cultivate!" Although Mo Yiming did not speak, he had already made a choice in his heart, he looked at the blue sword, and when the blue sword hit again, he did not collide with it, but turned into a rainbow and rushed straight to the sky. When he reached a certain height, he grabbed the void with his five fingers, and the strong wind howled, and the hurricane suddenly formed, and he silently recited the third spell of the Heaven Slashing Technique in his heart, and the hurricane in front of him suddenly turned into a giant war knife visible to the naked eye, and the moment the magic weapon flew in, it was directly slashed.

With a bang, the war knife and this magic weapon directly turned into nothingness in the reverberation of the fluctuation of cultivation.

At the same time, Mo Yiming did not hesitate at all, for fear that these monks would change their minds and kill Lei Xiao and the others.

So he fell from the sky, landed in front of Lei Xiao and the others with a bang, and waved his palm at a monk in front of him.

When this palm was swung out, he felt extremely labored. It's just that in this short period of battle, he has already sent out too much cultivation power, not to mention whether his physical strength can keep up, and the aura gathered in his body has also been overdrawn by him.

But even so, the power that came from his unique gathering still made this person's body not even have a chance to hiss, and his body exploded directly.

Beads of sweat were already forming on Mo Yiming's forehead, his clothes were stained red with blood, and his breathing even became a little heavy.

These monks also seemed to find that Mo Yiming was a little struggling, and pursued one by one, not giving Mo Yiming any respite.

The power of Lei Xiao's cultivation erupted, and he was about to rush out, but was stopped by Mo Yiming: "Just protect them, and I'll deal with the rest." ”

The words were spoken very quickly, Mo Yiming looked at these approaching monks, gritted his teeth, and rushed out of the room, without using the power of flight, just the speed of running, and came to the front of the two monks in front of him in a few steps, he swung his fists suddenly, and the fist pierced the chests of the two monks, and blood splashed on his face, he let out a deep sigh, pushed the two monks, and hit the five monks who were galloping behind. And they sent the five monks out one by one.

And at this time, under his inadvertent circumstances, in his waist, there was a feeling of shock, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his body flew out upside down.

In the distance, several monks who were hiding in the bamboo forest and watching this scene, although they found that in the place where they were fighting, there were spiritual bamboos appearing, but they did not dare to step forward one by one.

Especially the monk who was excited before, his expression was a little anxious at this time, he had worshiped Mo Yiming because Mo Yiming had defeated the shapeshifting monk, and now he was extremely worried because Mo Yiming was injured.

"It seems that although the power of this person's cultivation is incredible, in the face of three transformation monks and a group of monks who gather qi from eight to nine levels, he can't be defeated by one hundred, after all, he is a monk after all, without three heads and six arms, the power of cultivation will always be consumed."

The other monk's cry of regret made the worried monk even more anxious.

The monk surnamed Ning, with murderous intent in his eyes at this moment, looked at Mo Yiming who fell to the ground, and shouted: "Take advantage of now, kill him!" ”

After this shout, all the monks burst out with all their cultivation powers, and bombarded Mo Yiming's place together.

"No!"

Drunken Meiyan hissed, cried and rushed out.

But when Zui Meiyan hadn't arrived at Mo Yiming's place, she clearly saw that these monks surrounded Mo Yiming, and the power of cultivation bombarded out at the same time.

Lei Xiao's footsteps also suddenly stepped out, turning into a long rainbow and rushing out, but with the distance between him and Mo Yiming, even if he reached Mo Yiming's place, I am afraid that what he saw was a corpse!

Xie Wuchang knew very well that if Mo Yiming couldn't recover his cultivation and physical strength now, then what greeted him would be death.

As for Doudou, he suddenly remembered something.