"Mo Yan, I'll help you!"

Seeing that Mo Yan was besieged, the situation was not very optimistic, Xu Mingzhu struggled to kill the sand bandits in front of him, and then came to support, and pulled out a sword flower with the demon sword in his hand.

"Sword Dance in the Sky!"

The Demon Slashing Sword drew a circular arc, and a Tyrannical Demon Wolf was immediately cut in half.

With Xu Mingzhu's help, Mo Yan suddenly felt a great reduction in pressure, and did not ask her to help him kill the Black Lotus Sect disciples, as long as he restrained those tyrant demon wolves and gave him some time, the remaining eight Black Lotus Sect disciples would definitely die.

Just when the battle on Mo Yan's side was extremely fierce, the battle between Wang Yangzhou and the Prince of Blood Clothes also reached a white-hot level.

"Shattering the sky and shattering the earth!"

Wang Yangzhou jumped up suddenly, and the Xuanjin battle axe in his hand smashed down at high speed, and a three-inch-long axe was actually born on the edge of the axe blade, the light was brilliant and dazzling, like the light of the stars, exuding a mysterious and terrifying energy fluctuation.

This is the aura attached to the magic weapon to form the "blade gang", cut gold and jade, cut iron like mud, extremely sharp, more powerful than the middle grade magic weapon, almost equivalent to the top grade magic weapon!

In fact, weapons are only a kind of auxiliary, and the battle between monks still depends on their own aura, but having a good weapon can greatly improve their own combat effectiveness.

Bang!

The Xuanjin battle axe gave birth to an axe and slashed down wildly, not only that, but the speed was also incredibly fast, and it actually pulled out the afterimage of the Dao, and in an instant, at least dozens of axes were split.

The Prince of Bloody Clothes didn't expect that Wang Yangzhou, who had been slow all along, and had been played by himself, would be able to burst out at such a fast speed.

He couldn't dodge for a while, so he could only make a hard connection, he let out a wild roar, and the dagger in his hand also gave birth to a blade between the swings, which was more than a foot long, making the dagger look as if it had become a short sword.

Dangdang!

Piercing metal clashes rang out.

The dagger in the hands of the blood-clothed prince is called the "Silver Spirit Dagger", although it is also a medium-grade magic weapon, but it is obviously biased towards the dexterous type, how can it compete with a power-type magic weapon like the Xuanjin Battle Axe?

After a dozen fierce collisions, the blood-clothed prince's mouth cracked, blood flowed, and the bones of his entire right arm could not withstand the huge impact of force, and there was a clattering cracking sound, and he could no longer hold the dagger, and was blown out, but his whole person also took the opportunity to retreat and get out of Wang Yangzhou's attack range.

"He is worthy of being a core disciple of the White Lotus Sect, and his strength is really strong enough. The blood-clothed prince's voice was gloomy and seemed to be angry.

"Average, average, but more than enough to solve you. Wang Yangzhou sneered, in order to find an opportunity, he used to cast another thunderous blow, but he did not show his true strength, so he was pressed and beaten by the prince of blood, and he was very aggrieved, but now he finally turned defeat into victory, and he was able to let out a vicious breath.

"Oh, is it?" Half of the Blood-Clad Prince's body was numb by the shock of the Xuanjin Battle Axe, and one of his right arms was also broken, and his combat effectiveness was greatly reduced, but he didn't seem to have the slightest worry, at this time, while moving his body, he looked behind Wang Yangzhou, and showed a sinister and vicious smile, "He Yongnian, Prince He, if you don't do it yet, when will you stay?"

"What?"

Wang Yangzhou was startled, and hurriedly turned around, but saw that the black-clothed young man who had just joined the World Society, stood behind him at some point, a hideous smile bloomed on his face, and a demon slaying sword in his hand stabbed into his body, and suddenly he felt a sudden pain in his heart, and then he didn't know anything.

"He Yongnian, are you crazy about stepping on a horse?"

Seeing that Wang Yangzhou was stabbed by the black-clothed young man, everyone was immediately taken aback, and Wang Yangzhou was wearing a medium-grade magic clothes Xuanjin battle armor, and he couldn't stop the lower-grade magic weapon Demon Slashing Sword? It can be seen that the black-clothed young man He Yongnian is not a cultivator of the spiritual realm at all, but a qi refining realm, which can leave the body and turn into a blade!

"Am I crazy? no, no, no, how could I be crazy?" He Yongnian pulled out the demon slaying sword, stretched out his tongue and licked the blood stained on it, revealing an intoxicated expression, very evil and terrifying, like a bloodthirsty demon god from hell.

"To tell you the truth, I am the prince of the Battle Killing Country, a core disciple of the Black Lotus Sect, now you should understand, am I crazy?"

He Yongnian glanced at everyone, a pair of black eyes actually turned blood red, the demonic energy around his body was surging, the evil qi was rolling, and strange black lines appeared on the exposed skin, which seemed to be black lotus.

"Run!"

Those members of the Tianxia Association glanced at each other, and immediately scattered and fled, the only core disciple Wang Yangzhou was killed, and two Qi Refining Realm cultivators appeared on the opposite side at once, with their strength, no matter what, they were not opponents, even Mo Yan, together with Xu Mingzhu, broke through to the outside of the desert, even if the task reward was good, it was not as important as his own life!

"Can you escape?"

He Yongnian and the Blood-Cloaked Prince let out a cruel laugh like a night owl, and each took the sand bandits, the tyrant demon wolf, and the outer disciples of the Black Lotus Sect under their command to chase them away.

"Oh no! the prince is coming after us!"

When Xu Mingzhu turned around, he saw that the prince in blood clothes was like a lone wolf in the desert, speeding towards himself and Mo Yan, and behind him, there were hundreds of sand bandits and dozens of tyrannical demon wolves following closely.

"Is he the only one? "Mo Yan is not so pessimistic, this blood-clothed prince was deprived of an arm by Wang Yangzhou, and his combat effectiveness has been greatly reduced, he may not have the opportunity to kill this person, as for He Yongnian, he is going to hunt down and kill those people from the World Association.

"Boy, you can't escape! Kill so many of my men, you can only pay with your blood!"

The Prince of Bloody Clothes is worthy of being a powerhouse in the Qi Refining Realm, his speed is incredible, as if a lightning bolt flashed, and in a few blinks of an eye, he intercepted in front of Mo Xuan, a pair of green and faint eyes glanced coldly, and when he saw Xu Mingzhu, he was obviously stunned, and his face covered with wolf hair showed an obscene look.

"There's such a beautiful chick, boy, is it your woman? Haha, it's a pity to cheapen me!"

The prince of the bloody clothes looked at Xu Mingzhu nakedly, and his lewd and evil gaze seemed to see through her, which made Xu Mingzhu's pretty face frosty.

"Xu Mingzhu, you go first, this monster that is neither human nor wolf will be handed over to me!" Mo Yan took a step forward, his eyes burned with blazing battle intent, he knew that fighting with such a master could greatly increase his fighting experience, and this blood-clothed prince was obviously an existence at the same level as the core disciples of the Black Lotus Sect, killing him could get very great benefits, at least a human-level high-grade pill could not run away.

"Ink Death...... Be careful!" Xu Mingzhu knew that with her own strength, staying would only become a drag, she was a smart person, so she naturally knew what to do now.

Seeing Xu Mingzhu turn around and flee in the other direction, the prince in blood did not stop him, because he had been completely angered by Mo Yan's sentence "a monster that is not a man or a wolf", and he hated others to say that he was a monster the most in his life.

"Boy, I have to say that you are very bold, and you dare to provoke me with a mere cultivation of the Quenching Body Realm, do you think that if I break an arm, you can take advantage of me and compete with me?"

"Yes, I just saw that you broke an arm, so I felt that there was something to take advantage of, just like taking advantage of your illness and killing you!" Mo Yan said with a serious face.

"Look for death!"

I don't know where the dagger of the blood-clothed prince fell, but although he didn't have a weapon at this time, he was more powerful than before, and the nails of his ten fingers were more than three inches long, and the sharpness was not much better than that of the magic weapons.

"Thirteen blue wolf catches!"

Wolf-like claws appeared in front of Mo Yan's eyes, and the air was grabbed and sneered, like a leaky pocket, and what was even more terrifying was that the edges of those nails flashed with brilliant blades, as long as they were lightly swiped, even the dark iron steel would be shattered into slag.

"What a speed!"

Mo Yan didn't have time to dodge, so he had to sacrifice the demon swordsmanship, chasing the wind sword, rushing to the sky sword, and the shadow wind sword, casting them one after another, and the cycle continued, and there were dozens of collisions with the palm of the blood-clothed prince in an instant.

Jingle bell.

The sound of sword clashing continued, and after the two separated, Mo Yan found that the demon slashing sword in his hand actually appeared dozens of gaps on the blade, and the canine teeth were generally uneven, and he knew that this inferior magic weapon was scrapped.