It has been three days since he left Qinzhou City, and in the past three days, Mu Xiao has been in a hurry, sometimes when he occasionally rests, he will turn around and look in the direction of Qinzhou City, where he grew up, there are his friends, and his relatives, this time I don't know when I can come back, I am inevitably a little reluctant in my heart, but Mu Xiao's eyes are more firm about the future.

The night was dark, and Mu Xiao also felt a little tired after a day of hurrying, so he casually found a big tree and sat down on the spot, wanting to have a good rest.

Rustling.

As soon as Mu Xiao sat down, there was a sound of leaves being plucked in his ears, and then he said with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "I've been following for so long, are you finally going to come out?" ”

Mu Xiao said as he stroked the storage bracelet with his right hand, where there was a bronze sword, which Mu Beichen bought for Mu Xiao at a high price from the Fang Market.

Listening to the voice, there seemed to be a lot of people around, Mu Xiao knew that he seemed to be surrounded, but these people followed him all the way not long after he left the city, why, Mu Xiao is not white, since he plans to show up now, Mu Xiao also wants to know what these people want to do with him.

Robbing money, Mu Xiao naturally won't let them succeed like this, the tiger will pull teeth out of his mouth, and it will definitely not work without paying a price.

Mu Xiao's eyes were deep, staring at the depths of the dense forest, where a burly middle-aged man walked out, the man exuded blood, and it seemed that he was also a perennial figure who licked blood with a knife, but the man's eyes were full of hatred, which seemed to be about to devour Mu Xiao at any time.

With the appearance of the middle-aged man, more than a dozen people appeared around Mu Xiao, in a surrounding shape, trapping Mu Xiao in the middle.

Rhubarb had already woken up, whining and roaring, his sharp teeth exposed, and he was facing a dozen people in front of him.

"Boy, you're going to keep me waiting. The man said hatefully, with a cold light in his eyes, which made people shudder.

"What the hell do you want to do after following me for so long? Mu Xiao said calmly, although there are more than a dozen people around, but their strongest strength is only the fourfold body realm, this group of people is simply a rabble for Mu Xiao, it is not worth mentioning, but the middle-aged man in front of him who has a nine-fold body realm is really to be vigilant.

"What do you want to do, of course, to break your body into thousands of pieces and avenge my son's indifference. The middle-aged man roared angrily, his voice trembling.

Mo Leng, hearing this name, Mu Xiao's eyes shrank, and instantly turned white the identity of the middle-aged man in front of him, the leader of the Desert Blood Mercenary Regiment, Desert Blood.

At the beginning, on the way to the Warcraft Forest, Mu Xiao had heard some rumors of indifferent blood, he was ruthless, but he was good at forbearance, otherwise, he would have been eradicated by other family forces.

Just because this desert blood has been following him until he is far away from the sphere of influence of Qinzhou City, he is ready to make a move, and it can be seen that this person's forbearance is not ordinary.

It's just that Mu Xiao is a little unwhite, after he killed Mo Leng at the beginning, he thought that he didn't leave any evidence, how did this Mo Blood find himself.

Seeing Mu Xiao's frowning slightly, Mo Xue naturally guessed what Mu Xiao was thinking at this moment, "Hmph, how can I know it's yours if it's not white." ”

Mu Xiao was silent, just accumulating strength under his feet, looking at the surroundings, and having some calculations in his heart.

"I'll let you die in vain. With that, Mo Xue's right hand waved, and a trembling retinue walked out behind him.

Seeing this person who walked out from behind Mo Xue, Mu Xiao couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart, and secretly said carelessly.

This person Mu Xiao naturally recognized it, it was the person who followed Mo Leng at the beginning, but the situation was urgent at that time, and after Mu Xiao killed Mo Leng and the two entourage, he actually ignored the most timid person.

"I also didn't expect that the one who killed my son turned out to be the famous Qinzhou City on the first day of the first day, if Ah Qi hadn't recognized you in Dabi's ring, I'm afraid my son's revenge would not be avenged. ”

After hearing Ah Qi say that it was Mu Xiao who killed Mo Leng, Mo Xue couldn't wait to go to avenge his son immediately, but there was Ouyang Su in Qinzhou City, and Mu Beichen, the head of the Mu family, he was not an opponent, and revenge in Qinzhou City was undoubtedly self-defeating.

Mo Xue had to temporarily suppress this monstrous hatred, and ordered people to guard the gate of Qinzhou City day and night, and once he encountered the opportunity for Mu Xiao to go out of the city alone, he immediately reported to him.

Until two days ago, the entourage came to report, saying that Mu Xiao went out of the city alone, and it seemed that he was going to a far away place, and Mo Xue knew that his opportunity had come, so he led people to follow Mu Xiao all the way, until he was far out of the range of Qinzhou City, and it was no longer possible to suppress the anger in his heart.

"Today I will kill you to avenge my son. With a swipe of his right hand, he pulled out a blood-colored long knife from the storage bracelet he was carrying in his left hand.

This desert blood is also the number one person, when he single-handedly created the desert blood mercenary group, it can be seen that he is general, and he wears a storage bracelet on his hand, and it seems that his financial resources are no less than their Mu family.

It's just that Mo Xue's calculations have been calculated, but one thing has been missed, that is, Mu Xiao's strength is no longer the original strength.

With a wave of the Desert Blood Long Knife, all the entourages took the weapons in their hands and walked towards Mu Xiaowei.

Shout.

A flash of spiritual power flashed, Mu Xiao's figure flickered, and he disappeared in place, stepping out of the eight directions under his feet, and the direction kept changing, and he rushed towards the few people who attacked him like ghosts.

The bronze sword in Mu Xiao's hand swung out, and each slash brought out a stream of blood, and then a member of the Desert Blood Mercenary Group fell under Mu Xiao's sword after screaming.

At the same time as Mu Xiao set off, Rhubarb also rushed in another direction, turning into a yellow flash and rushing towards the crowd, none of the members of the Desert Blood Mercenary Group could resist Rhubarb's attack, and suddenly under Rhubarb's bite, blood splashed everywhere, screaming again and again.

"Good boy, a little bit of strength. Looking at the person and dog in front of him, even Mo Xue was surprised for a while, the people he brought this time were all the elite of his mercenary group, but he didn't expect that he was invincible to the attack of this person and a dog, Mo Blood knew that he was underestimating Mu Xiao's strength.

As soon as he stepped on his feet, cracks appeared on the ground, and the figure of Mo Blood also burst out like an arrow from the string, rushing towards Mu Xiao, and then let Mu Xiao go down with such a sword, the elite of his Desert Blood Mercenary Group would be killed.

Knort.

There was a clashing of gold and iron.

Mu Xiao turned around and blocked Mo Xue's slash at him with a sword, and the figures of both of them retreated a few steps after a blow, but looking at the distance of the exit, Mu Xiao was naturally a few steps more than Mo Xue.

Mo Xue's brows furrowed, and he was shocked in his heart, this Mu Xiao looked like he was just the strength of the sixth level of the Tempered Body Realm, how could he be so strong, "I actually underestimated your strength." ”

But Mo Blood's eyes were still scarlet, and he waved the long knife in his hand and slashed at Mu Xiao, "Blood Dragon Slash." ”

On the blood-colored long knife, the light of spiritual power was shining with a blood-red color.

Mu Xiao stared closely, in the blood-colored light above the long knife, Mu Xiao felt a trace of danger, it seems that this knife is not ordinary.

The long knife in Mo Xue's hand slashed towards Mu Xiao with the momentum of opening the mountain, and the wind of the knife blew on his face, and he felt bursts of pain like a split.

Mu Xiao held the sword in both hands, the spiritual power around his body was running, and the spiritual power on the bronze sword was entangled, which was facing the blood-colored long knife of desert blood.