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In front of this black hairy ball was a slender young man, the young man's eyes narrowed slightly, and the cold light in his eyes was like the cold light from the black hairy ball.

His eyes were sharp, his palm stretched forward, and the golden light flashed in his hand, and suddenly a short knife appeared in his hand, and silver light flashed on the blade of this short knife, and these silver rays converged into lines.

Zhao Mo, who was standing behind a tree in the distance, saw this scene, and his eyes flashed with golden light.

"A real meta-weapon!"

Zhao Mo muttered.

Zhao Mo didn't know that the short sword was a pseudo-yuan weapon, and it was also a pseudo-yuan weapon that was extremely close to the real yuan weapon, and the reason why it was only close was because it lacked one thing, an inscription, and these inscriptions could greatly increase the power of the yuan weapon.

It's just that how to get this inscription, Zhao Mo has no clue at all in his previous life, and the yuan weapons he has are all bought by killing other martial artists, or in the yuan weapon shop.

And this inscription is also the only way to distinguish the authenticity of the element, as for the grade of the element, it is also divided into four grades: low, medium and high.

As for the Yuan Weapon in Kong Xinghe's hand, it was obviously a mid-level Yuan Weapon, and it was very powerful.

I saw the short knife in Kong Xinghe's hand slashing out in the air, like a moonlight draining the ground, extremely powerful.

The silver glow fell and collided with the black hairball.

Bang.

The five-colored light spread out in all directions, dazzling to the extreme.

The black hairball flew straight upside down with a piercing scream.

The black hairy mass reverted to the Sharpness Mouse again.

The back of the sharp-edged rat arched, its teeth bared, and its mouth squeaked incessantly.

Its forelimbs were shrunken, and there was a trail of blood running down it.

At this time, the knife flashed, and the short knife in his hand was put into his sleeve.

Kong Xinghe sneered and said, "It seems that even if there is no treasure this time, getting a dark beast is not in vain!"

Kong Xinghe said, taking the next step and rushing towards the underworld beast.

The Sharp-Edged Mouse seemed to know that he was no match and fled backwards.

"I want to run!"

Kong Xinghe sneered.

The body sped up again, and then slammed towards the Sharp Mouse that had fled.

After running wildly for a few feet, the Sharp-Edged Rat leaped and slammed towards the ground.

Kong Xinghe's body moved, and his palm grabbed out, and he grabbed the hind legs of the Jiaofeng Mouse violently.

The Blade Mouse squeaked wildly, its body twisted and struggled, as if it wanted to break free of Kong Xinghe's powerful palm.

Kong Xinghe raised his left hand and pointed towards the chest and abdomen of the Jiaofeng Mouse.

As Kong Xinghe's finger fell, the thin body of the Jiaofeng Mouse trembled, and then his whole body drooped weakly.

Kong Xinghe's left hand pointed sharply at the center of Jiaofeng Mouse's eyebrows.

The pure essence was directly poured into the body of the Jiaofeng Mouse, and then lines appeared on the Jiaofeng Mouse, these lines were like blood veins, all over the Jiaofeng Mouse, and these blood veins converged on the fingers of the eyebrows.

When Kong Xinghe's fingers were raised, a drop of blood dripped down.

Kong Xinghe took out a vial from his arms and pointed the mouth of the bottle at the blood dripping from the Jiaofeng Mouse.

As drops of blood flowed into the vial, it quickly filled the vial, and the seemingly large Sharp-Edged Rat only shed a small half of the vial's blood.

Just as Kong Xinghe threw the corpse of the Jiaofeng Mouse to the ground, there was a muffled sound.

Kong Xinghe carefully looked at the small porcelain vase in his hand.

A shadow flashed.

Kong Xinghe's figure flashed back, a cold light flashed in front of him, Kong Xinghe's palm holding the small porcelain bottle hurt, and the small bottle flew up in the next moment.

The shadow grabbed the vial and flipped it to its feet on the ground between it tumbling and falling.

Kong Xinghe looked at this ghost, only to see that this figure stood up, not tall, half a head shorter than him, but his figure looked quite bloated.

"Who are you?"

Kong Xinghe looked at this figure who was not tall, and his eyes flashed.

Kong Xinghe's eyes condensed Jing Yuan's strength to check the shadow, but to his surprise, he couldn't see the cultivation of the figure in front of him, which made Kong Xinghe not make a move immediately.

"I'm just taking a little bit back from you, and you just took some of the benefits from me in the first place!"

A cold, hoarse, deep man's voice came from the figure.

Hearing this, Kong Xinghe's complexion changed slightly, and his complexion changed several times, and he seemed to have thought of something.

"You, how could you still be alive!"

Kong Xinghe's voice was a little shocked and dignified.

This suddenly appeared figure was naturally Zhao Mo, Zhao Mo didn't look back, after hearing Kong Xinghe's words, Zhao Mo knew that the other party was talking about another person, obviously that person was also used by this Kong Xinghe, and in the end he was even assassinated by Kong Xinghe, or killed by some other method.

But now that he Zhao Mo appeared, and output the words just now, it obviously made Kong Xinghe think that he was the person Kong Xinghe had harmed before.

Zhao Mo naturally didn't explain anything, he originally made a blow with the intention of killing Kong Xinghe, but with his cultivation, Kong Xinghe had naturally made a dodge posture at the moment of his shot, and it was impossible to kill the other party, but he took advantage of the situation to get the small porcelain bottle in Kong Xinghe's hand.

And it was precisely because of this that it seemed that Kong Xinghe felt that Zhao Mo was just to get the small porcelain bottle in his hand, in order to take revenge on him.

The action just now seemed to kill him, but it was just knowing that he Kong Xinghe would dodge and react.

"He can already know my next moment's actions, it seems that this person is indeed that person, and his cultivation has made great progress, when he was assassinated, his cultivation is not much different from mine, and now it has improved a lot, but it seems that the other party really has no intention of doing it immediately, otherwise, he would have already made a move, and not in order to get the blood of the underworld beast that I just obtained, his purpose is to make me jealous in the future!"

These thoughts flashed through Kong Xinghe's mind.

Kong Xinghe's eyes kept looking at Zhao Mo.

I saw Zhao Mo take a step and walk slowly into the distance.

Although the cold light in Kong Xinghe's eyes was flickering, there was no movement in his hands.

As long as he can kill this man, he can wait for work without worries, but he is not sure in the slightest, especially the hot feeling coming from his hands.

The opponent made a decisive move, although he did not hurt his vital parts, but just the injury on his hand was enough for him to fear.

He could only give up killing the other party and watch the other party go away.

He raised his hand, only to see a wound on the back of his hand that showed bones.

A trace of cold sweat appeared on Zhao Mo's forehead at this time, although he seemed to be walking into the distance calmly, but once Kong Xinghe made a move, he would definitely flee in embarrassment.

It's just that when he walked a few feet away, Kong Xinghe didn't even make a move, which made Zhao Mo breathe a sigh of relief.

Kong Xinghe watched as a trace of essence appeared in the wound, which made his wound slowly squirm and gradually heal.

He raised his gaze to take a deep look at the vanishing back in the distance, then turned and walked off into the distance.