"Boy, be careful, there are now three Xuan-level first-grade masters in this area. The number of half-step Xuan-level martial artists has also increased significantly. Just as Mo Wuxian was about to continue hunting, Dao Ye's slightly serious voice sounded.

"Boy, it seems that the half-step Xuan-rank martial artist has already spread the news that you are in this area. I'm afraid other hunters have arrived. Dao Ye continued.

"Hehe, Dao Master, it seems that this Chifeng Wilderness Hunting Group is really forced by me to be anxious, otherwise they wouldn't have spread this news to the other Wilderness Hunting Corps. Thinking of this, a smug smile appeared on Mo Wuxie's face.

"However, Sword Master, isn't this the best training battlefield for me! Compared to fighting with a martial artist, compared to a low-level desolate beast, I will grow faster. Mo Wuxie, who was constantly searching for his target, said in a righteous voice.

"Boy, that's right, although in the same rank, the desolate beasts are generally stronger than the warriors, but in battle, it can be said that the warriors win. Because these low-level desolate beasts have no spiritual intelligence to speak of. "The sword master is also the way.

"So, fighting the beast alone can help you in terms of strength and agility. However, the life-and-death duel with the warrior is a comprehensive improvement for you, and more importantly, it is for the improvement of your heart. Dao Ye continued.

"Is the character of the heart very important, Dao Ye!" Mo Wuxian asked in his mind.

"Nonsense, boy, only when the heart becomes extremely strong and tenacious, can the path of a warrior never end. There are so many Tianjiao on the Xuanhuang Wasteland, but most of them are just sinking. ”

"Because of what, it's because they don't have a strong, tenacious heart. Perhaps with their great talent, and the supreme blood from their family, as well as their own invincible alien body. Let them continue to surpass in the early stage of martial arts and dazzle any martial artist. Dao Ye said flatly.

"However, when they encounter any setback, their weak hearts are like a membrane, and they will be mercilessly praised by the violent storm. If they collapse from then on, then their martial arts path will also come to an end. ”

And when he heard Dao Ye's words, Mo Wuxian shook his head with a smile and muttered, "Heart! I am not so fragile! The road ahead, I will step strongly." Nothing can stand in my way. ”

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It was only a moment, and the night, which was mixed with a few roars of wild beasts and the footsteps of warriors from time to time, had been broken by the sound of signal flares and the screams of warriors.

The ruthless hunt continued to be staged at this time, and Mo Wuxie's war knife was also drinking blood.

In the next ten days, Mo Wuxian was like a night reaper of death. In that endless night, he kept collecting the lives of these warriors who pursued him. The Blue Tiger Hunting Troupe, which was originally like a fierce tiger, and the warriors of the Scar Hunting Troupe, who were like fierce knives, also fell into deep fear.

In a hidden tree hole, Mo Wuxian exhaled a deep breath of turbidity, and his full eyes opened again. But it can be seen that at this time, Mo Wuxian did not have any intact skin on his body, including his delicate face.

"Grandma's, it's really not fun to deal with two half-step Xuan-level martial artists at the same time!" Mo Wuxian grinned, "It took a day for Lao Tzu to fully recover." ”

"Alright, boy, it's good to be able to pick up this life this time. "The sword master is also a little happy.

Indeed, thinking of the scene of fighting two half-step Xuan-rank martial artists at the same time, Mo Wuxian also felt a moment of fear at this time, if he hadn't finally used his spiritual weapon, the Proud Wind Battle Knife, I am afraid that he would not be able to leave that battle.

In the last hunt, Mo Wuxian encountered two half-step Xuan-rank martial artists. However, all the soul binding needles were not able to kill the two half-step Xuan-rank martial artists in an instant, but they put him in danger.

Although the souls of the two half-step Xuan-rank martial artists have been severely damaged, they are cooperating with other yellow-rank high-grade martial artists. It was only a short battle, and Mo Wuxian was already at a disadvantage, and he was constantly injured.

However, at this time, the three leaders of the Wilderness Hunting Corps were already coming. And once the three masters of the Xuanjie and the first grade are brought over, Mo Wuxian can be said to be unable to escape.

Under the dangerous situation, the long-dormant Aofeng Battle Knife in the dantian had already appeared in Mo Wuxie's hand, and the pressure of the spirit soldiers made the surrounding air fluctuate, and the Aofeng Battle Knife at this moment was already an incomparable tacit understanding with Mo Wuxie.

You must know that since Mo Wuxian obtained the Aofeng Battle Knife, he has never stopped using his soul power to recuperate. The current Aofeng War Knife can be said to have become one with Mo Wuxie.

The power of the spirit soldier is so great, as soon as it is slashed, the air seems to be cut off, and all opponents have been killed by Mo Wuxian. Of course, the battle qi in Mo Wuxie's body was also sucked and dried up. However, relying on the desolate qi in his bones, Mo Wuxian had already left the moment the three Xuan-rank martial artists arrived.

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Shaking off the dust on his body, Mo Wuxian said again, "Master Dao, it's time to return to Fengcheng now, otherwise if you miss the ratio of the three clans, I'm afraid that Grandpa will kill me when I go back." Saying that, Mo Wuxian had quietly left this hunting place.

Moreover, with the continuous hunting these days, Mo Wuxian had unknowingly reached the peak of the Yellow Rank Eight Ranks. If Mo Wuxian was willing, he could break through the Yellow Rank Nine Rank at any time.

However, the sword master let Mo Wuxian continue to suppress, after all, Mo Wuxian has broken through the realm too quickly in the past two months. If we continue to break through, we may have unstable foundations.

Knowing what the sword master meant, Mo Wuxian also nodded. Of course, his biggest gain is the improvement of his strength, and now, his true combat power is probably able to fight against any half-step Xuan-level martial artist.

And the use of the two qi alone is also very skillful, and then back to the family, it is time for him to start cultivating that flame change. He will also be able to carve storage bags, and it will also be of great help to him in cultivating his soul power.

Of course, the most important thing is the improvement of his own strength, once the cultivation of the Flame Transformation Combat Technique is successful, he Mo Wuxian will have a more powerful hole card.

"Chifeng, you fucking you, you have long known that kid has the strength to kill a half-step Xuan-rank martial artist. In the mountains, Scar roared. You must know that the two Xuan-rank martial artists killed by Mo Wuxian were from their Scar Hunting Group.

Listening to Scar's roar, Chi Feng just sneered faintly and said, "Hmph! I only know that kid is a Yellow Rank Seventh Grade, as for how to kill a half-step Xuan Rank martial artist, how does Lao Tzu know." ”

Looking at Scar's expression at this time, Chifeng was also secretly happy in his heart. Although he failed to catch the kid, his goal was also achieved, and the loss of Scar was also heavy. Two half-step Xuan-level martial artists are enough to greatly damage the vitality of the Scar Hunting Group!

Of course, the Blue Tiger Hunting Troupe has lost a lot, and almost half of the Yellow Order high-grade martial artists died tragically. Let the green tiger at this moment also look at Chifeng with red eyes.

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