A slight sound of breaking wind sounded, and Yue Mochen's body swept forward more than ten feet, and then attacked back at a faster speed.

When his figure struck from behind Meng Chun with a ribbon afterimage, Meng Chun hurriedly turned around to defend, but unexpectedly, his sharp long sword was actually picked up by Yue Mochen's blow.

After a soft sound of "Qiang", there was a low humming sound again, and when Meng Chun came back to his senses, he had already found that his long sword had been inserted into the wall, and there was a sharp pain in the hand that originally held the sword.

But what shocked him the most was that the tip of Yue Mochen's single-edged sword had already pressed against his throat!

"Meng Chun!"

"Xiao Meng!"

"Summer Night, you dare!?"

Three different voices sounded, and the last sentence was exactly what Qing Tong said.

As soon as he said this, everyone's eyes were on him, including his own people.

Yue Mochen smiled slightly, with a twist of his wrist, the sword blade pierced from Meng Chun's throat, and then to the right, a blood arrow flew out!

Flashing to the left unhurriedly, Yue Mochen stood with his sword in his hand, looking at Qing Tong with a chuckle.

It wasn't until Meng Chun's body fell to the ground that Yue Mochen spoke leisurely: "Young Master Qing, do you think I dare?"

"You !!"

Qingtong's face turned blue with anger, and Yue Mochen suddenly felt: This product is not the wrong child, and this marriage is indeed very consistent with his image at this time.

The elder of the Qing family raised his right hand to stop Qing Tong from continuing to speak, and he took over the words and said: "Little brother of the summer night, I admit that I underestimated you, and we have also paid the price, but if you kill our people, you must also pay a price!"

"Joke, if you want to kill the young master of my family, do you still have to wash your neck and wait to be killed? If our skills are not as good as others, what price will you pay? Will you kill yourself?" Hongyue said angrily, in her opinion, the other party's words were simply unreasonable.

Yue Mochen smiled at Hongyue, signaling that he could handle it, and turned his head to look at the Qing family elder and said: "Don't talk nonsense, if you want to kill me, come and see if you can afford this price!"

"Kid is arrogant!" the elder of the Qing family let out a low snort, the clothes on his body were windless, and even the silver-white hair was fluttering.

Yue Mochen suddenly felt that his body was heavy, and a kind of coercion suddenly appeared, and an invisible pressure permeated the entire passage.

Just when Yue Mochen was so pressed by this pressure that his body couldn't straighten, the two heaven-level masters suddenly exploded!

"Shameless!"

Hong Yuejiao snorted, her body flew out, protecting Yue Mochen, she really couldn't imagine that the other party's means were so inferior, to deal with a fighter, the saint-level took action personally, and the two heaven-level had to intervene strongly, how did this make Yue Mochen deal with it?

"Actually, I'm really a good person. Yue Mochen suddenly came out with such a sentence, which made everyone slightly stunned.

It was the green pupils, who smiled gloomily and said, "Good man, haha, let's keep it for hell." ”

Yue Mochen barely straightened his waist and showed a smile, it's just that, under that kind of coercion, Yue Mochen's smile seemed dry and cold and reluctant, but this did not prevent him from fighting back.

"Ten Thousand Souls Devouring God!"

Yue Mochen let out a low snort, and black shadows appeared, this was the soul martial art he had obtained from Yue Junlong!

And looking at this effect, it is even stronger than that of the Moon Jun Dragon, perhaps thanks to the unique reincarnation devouring flame of Yue Mochen, at this time, once this soul martial art is cast, what appears is not just like the shadow released by the Moon Jun Dragon that day, just a stream of gray smoke that does not disperse, but a ghost that looks like a human shape!

Countless ghosts suddenly appeared, and the passage that was already gloomy was even more gloomy, and at the same time, an invisible oppression appeared in the hall, and it became stronger and stronger, which made the Qing family elders who were saint-level powerhouses all feel shocked.

"This is?" Qing Tong saw the appearance of the ghost, and immediately realized that it was not good, although he didn't know what Yue Mochen's means were, but after all, his background was quite extraordinary, and when he saw this scene, he knew that Yue Mochen's hand was not easy to deal with.

"It's not good! it's a soul martial art!" the elder of the Qing family exclaimed, he now regretted even more that he didn't dissuade his young master's impulsive move, and he couldn't imagine that Yue Mochen still had this kind of hole card.

The gaffe of the Qing Family Venerable made him unable to continue to maintain his coercion, which made Yue Mochen suddenly feel that his body was loose.

Yue Mochen, who had been prepared for a long time, was waiting for this moment, he smiled slightly, pursed his lips, and then spit out a jerky note, and at the same time, an invisible fluctuation centered on his body and spread out in all directions.

Hongyue smiled, but her hands covered her ears without hesitation, she had been following Yue Mochen, except for Yue Mochen taking a bath, she would be present in other situations, Yue Mochen's soul martial arts could be said to be under Hongyue's teaching, she naturally knew what would happen next.

At the moment when the red moon covered her ears, the dense ghosts in the passage shook at the same time, and they let out a terrible howl!

Countless whistling sounds rang out at the same time, converging together, circling back and forth in this narrow passage, reverberating one after another.

Everyone suddenly felt the severe pain of the sea, as if they were bitten by ten thousand insects, and they were in pain!

The only remaining two heaven-level masters of the Qing family immediately fell to the ground with a miserable expression, covering their ears with painful expressions, but they couldn't stop the blood gushing out of the ear holes.

Qing Tong is even more miserable, his cultivation is the lowest, and he is completely defenseless, he was shaken by the long roar of this ghost, the sea of souls is like being ravaged by a tsunami, and he has turned up a monstrous Lang, and before he can regret it, he has fallen directly to the ground, blood seeps out of the seven holes, and his soul has been seriously injured, if it wasn't for the Qing family Zun Elder who protected him at the most urgent moment, I am afraid that he would have died on the spot.

As a heaven-level master, the Qing family is not having a good time, although after being promoted to the Hundred Tribulations Realm, the soul of the martial artist will have a certain degree of improvement, but after all, it is still a martial artist, not a teacher, for the soul attack of the soul martial arts, their soul defense ability is like a naked child facing the cold wax moon, vulnerable.

In particular, he was eager to protect the Lord, and scattered part of his defense and covered Qing Tong's body, and his own damage was undoubtedly greater, so even if he was the strongest cultivator among the Qing family, he was also injured at this time. Blood dripped from the corners of his mouth, from the piercings of his ears, from the droops of his eyes, but he held on to prevent himself from falling.

The reverberations finally faded away, reaching far away in this complex passage, and the ghosts faded away one by one, as if they had never appeared.

The sturdy old man finally raised his head with difficulty, looked at the empty passageway, and showed a dry smile.