Nanyun retreated, his eyes immediately swelling with anger, and after pointing a little at his arm. Sealed the flowing blood.

The Doudou in his hand was also thrown into the sky, and when the figure just landed and turned into Mo Yiming's figure, it suddenly flew back into Mo Yiming's Baichuan bag.

"Who are you!" Nanyun gritted his teeth and looked at Mo Yiming, when the wind blade cut his arm just now, he clearly felt that this cultivation aura was in the qi gathering stage, but what puzzled him was why this aura was so powerful. Although he was caught off guard, with his body in the transformation stage, his defensive ability was also higher than that of ordinary people. But that simple wind blade, with a slight stroke, actually caused a deep wound to appear on his arm.

"Mo Yiming." Mo Yiming's words were very flat, but he heard another cold meaning, which made Nanyun even more angry.

With this kind of look, no monk in Nanfeng dared to do this. In his opinion, any Qi Gathering Cultivator should show such a look of fear when he saw him, just like the eyes and expressions of Drunken Meiyan before.

But it is obvious that the name Mo Yiming in front of him is not only not afraid, but it is an extremely insipid, at this time, after Nanyun looks at it, it is simply a kind of contempt, and even in his opinion, it is a provocation!

Anyone who dares to provoke Nagumo will not end well!

"You are the kid who was called 'Tianjiao' in Xifeng?" When Nanyun said the word 'Tianjiao', not only did he not have any exclamation, but he looked down on it.

Tianjiao didn't dare to say it, but his cultivation was growing relatively fast. But I'm a good handout, and anyone who bullies my friend, I'm going to make him have to live! ”

Mo Yiming said, a sharp light suddenly flashed in his eyes, and after stepping into his footsteps, he left a figure in the same place, and the power of cultivation suddenly exploded, and he waved out with a palm.

"Yiming, be careful. He's a shapeshifting monk......" said Zui Meiyan on the side.

The speed of the thunder is not as fast as Mo Yiming, so it has not yet arrived, in Zui Meiyan's opinion, if the thunder is added, two people who gather nine qi to deal with a person in the transformation realm may have a certain chance of winning, but if Mo Yiming alone deals with the monks of the transformation realm, there is no chance of winning.

So when Zui Meiyan was worried, she was also about to step forward to help, but in the next second, her footsteps suddenly stopped.

With a bang, when Mo Yiming's palm collided with the palm of the shape-shifting monk, he saw that when the aftermath of a strong cultivation force echoed, it directly split the purple bamboo within ten zhang of the surrounding area. And under the impact of this cultivation power, Mo Yiming's body did not move at all, but it was Nanyun, who staggered back a few steps.

"How is this possible!"

Zui Meiyan's eyes widened, and she couldn't help but exclaim, she knew very well that Mo Yiming's cultivation was gathering qi ninefold, but he didn't know that the cultivation power in Mo Yiming's body at the moment was already comparable to the transformation triple.

Even Nanyun, who was in the Transformation Realm, showed surprise in his eyes. It was definitely a special person he met.

"The power of the Nine Folds of Qi Gathering is so strong!"

Although he didn't speak, Nagumo's heart was amazed at such incredible cultivation power. But it was obvious that he had underestimated the enemy before, and he felt that he didn't need to send out all his cultivation power to easily defeat the other party. In the last second, Mo Yiming was an arrogant boy in his heart. But at this moment, he suddenly understood that Mo Yiming's word 'Tianjiao' was not groundless!

"Bang!"

Mo Yiming didn't say much, as soon as he stepped on the ground, in the shaking of the earth, the dead leaves on the ground splashed up, enveloping him.

His eyes were as sharp as cold, and there was a sense of coldness, which made people feel an inexplicable chill after seeing it.

He stood in the dead leaves, through the gap in the dead leaves, looking directly at what Nanyun was pointing, and his five fingers grabbed at the void, and the violent cultivation power condensed these dead leaves, and turned into an arc-shaped scimitar in the roar, splitting out in the air.

This is the third weight of Mo Yiming's Heaven Slashing Technique, which was sent out by Mo Yiming. Therefore, when this arc-shaped scimitar slashed out in the air, the power of rage also echoed with this scimitar. Just feeling it is like smelling death, and it makes people feel suffocated.

This felt that Nanyun felt it very clearly, he suddenly took a step back, it was too late to do too much to deal with, and when he could only swing out his palm, all the power of cultivation gathered in the palm of his hand, and he turned it into defensive power, and suddenly in front of him, a white defensive circle appeared.

There was a bang, and it was earth-shattering.

It made those monks who had not yet arrived at the Purple Bamboo Forest tremble. Marveling at this Lingzhu competition, since there will be such a strong person. is also secretly telling himself that if he encounters this person, he must stay away.

"Crunch!"

What Nanyun never expected was that the defensive circle that he had turned into with the power of cultivation was actually visible to the naked eye, and a crack appeared when the glass was broken, making a sound.

At this moment, he was finally no longer calm.

"This, how is this possible, how can I be a person who transforms into a double form, how can I be defeated by a Gathering Qi Ninefold Cultivator! Why is the power of your Heaven Slaying Technique so strong! ”

With the splashing of dead leaves and the disappearance of the defensive circle, Nanyun opened his mouth incredibly, looked at Mo Yiming on the other side, and suddenly felt that this was not Mo Yiming, but the existence of a freak.

The Nine Folds of Qi Gathering can defeat the Transformational Dual Cultivator, once this is said, I am afraid that no one in the entire Nanshan will be able to believe it, but the truth is that it is!

If it weren't for Zui Meiyan seeing it with her own eyes, she wouldn't have believed it.

Even Zhang Xiaopang, who was not afraid of heaven and earth, opened his mouth wide, and let the dead leaves that splashed on his face, and even the dead leaves that spread all over his head, he didn't pay attention to them, but looked at Mo Yiming, unable to return to his senses for a long time.

Obviously, he also knew the difference between the qi gathering stage and the transformation stage. But the scene in front of him completely subverted what he thought.

"What a pervert!" From his heart, although Zhang Xiaopang was glad that he had a friend like Mo Yiming, he also had a feeling of envy, jealousy and hatred.

"In this world, anything is possible!"

Mo Yiming let out a deep sigh, his body turned into a long rainbow and suddenly rushed out, tearing the void, and between the flights, there was a force of cultivation rubbing the void and reverberating, causing the purple bamboos around him to lean backwards in unison.

When Mo Yiming flew over, Nanyun's five fingers grabbed at the void, and the power of cultivation condensed in the palm of his hand, instantly turning into a white mang big knife, which was held by him in the palm of his hand, and his footsteps suddenly stepped into the air, and his body rushed into the air.

"I don't believe it, my Transfiguration Monk will be defeated in front of your Qi Gathering Monk!"

With a deep shout, Nanyun raised the big knife in his hand, and pointed at Mo Yiming's location, the killing intent was revealed, and he slashed down. The void trembled, and a crack in the void appeared.

This should be Nanyun's spell, but Mo Yiming can't call out the specific name of the spell.

Just the fluctuations brought out by this spell, after Mo Yiming felt it, he felt a strong resistance.

But this did not make him retreat, on the contrary, the fighting spirit in his heart was stronger, although he did not have the certainty of completely defeating Nanyun, but the self-confidence of fighting with one has not disappeared from the beginning.

I saw that after he pointed out, at the tip of his finger, a white light suddenly appeared, and after this white light flashed, it suddenly turned into a white rainbow and rushed out, and slammed directly under this big knife, and it reverberated with a bang, and the cultivation fluctuated like a tide, surging in mid-air.

The monks who were galloping in the distance, their footsteps suddenly stopped, stopped in the void and looked at the scattered fluctuations, one by one they looked surprised, and subconsciously avoided the place where the fluctuations came from, and flew towards another place.

There was a numbing sensation from Nanyun's palm, and along with this numbness came the sound of bones breaking, which made his expression appear painful, and after a hiss, he fled in a hurry.

With the speed of his transformation realm, if Mo Yiming wanted to catch up, he would not be able to catch up in a short period of time.

Mo Yiming didn't chase after him. He knew the purpose of his trip, so after returning to the ground, he looked at the surprised Zui Meiyan and said proudly: "How about it, let you follow us, if you don't follow, did you almost lose your life." ”

"Wow Sese." Zhang Xiaopang wiped the dead leaves on his head, ran to Mo Yiming, looked at Mo Yiming as if he was curious, and after squeaking twice, he continued: "I can't see it, Xiao Mingming, your cultivation can actually defeat the shape-shifting monk, it's so handsome!" ”

Mo Yiming smiled and said, "It's not important, the important thing is that I see that the spiritual energy in your mouth has dispersed, have you already found the spiritual bamboo to eat?" ”

Zhang Xiaopang said proudly: "Of course, these spiritual bamboos can escape my eyes?" ”

"Then Zhang Daoyou, do you want to go forward with me, or go alone?"

After what happened just now, Zhang Xiaopang finally knew that this Lingzhu competition was indeed not so easy. And he is different from Xie Wuchang, this trip is not to experience, but to eat. Following Mo Yiming, the hope of eating Lingzhu is even greater, and of course he will not refuse.

As for Zui Meiyan, she didn't plan to go alone because she was injured, so the three of them went forward together.

More and more monks came to the purple bamboo forest, walking under the purple light, shuttling among the purple bamboos, as if they were in a dream.

Mo Yiming also saw that other monks had found spiritual bamboos, but he didn't want to compete for other people's things, of course, others didn't want to come and rob him, along the way, they also found a lot of spiritual bamboos, but most of them were eaten by foodie Zhang Xiaopang.

Perhaps because he ate a large amount of spiritual bamboo, Zhang Xiaopang exhaled with aura, and his chubby face sometimes fainted in aura.

Gradually, his stomach became more and more distended, and at this moment, his face was red, his body gradually levitated, his stomach swelled, and even spiritual energy emanated from his body.

"It's uncomfortable!"

Zhang Xiaopang's expression was full of pain, he gritted his teeth, and his eyes were bloodshot.