When Hongyue heard this, she couldn't help but laugh in Yue Mochen's mind.

"Stupid young master, you are usually so smart, why are you suddenly stupid now?"

"Huh?"

Yue Mochen had an idea, as if he had caught some key, he knew that Hongyue would not be untargeted, the reason why she said this method must be something that she could achieve, and how could he refine the artifact?

"Wait for me here. After Hongyue said such a sentence to Yue Mochen, she burst out of Yue Mochen's arms and disappeared into the darkness.

Aragorn saw a flash of red light, but after a closer look, he found that everyone was in the same place, so he didn't pay much attention, because Lin Wugong's aura at this time was also red, and he subconsciously regarded this red light as Lin Wugong's attack.

Yue Mochen squinted his eyes, felt Hongyue's whereabouts with his divine sense, and found that Hongyue had left the side hall in an instant and entered a back hall.

But either it was the influence of the World Bead, or the suppression of the Divine Circle, Yue Mochen's divine consciousness was not able to lock the red moon all the time, just tracked to the outside of the side hall, and Yue Mochen's divine consciousness could not expand again.

However, Hongyue left with a confident look, and Yue Mochen was not very worried, so he focused on the battle between Meng Wujian and Lin Wugong.

The two of them are still fighting back and forth, but anyone with a discerning eye can see that Meng Wujian has been obviously suppressed at this time, and his sword moves are no longer as neat and neat as before, and the momentum of heaven and earth is only me, but it gives people a sense of stagnation with mud and water.

Yue Mochen knew that this was because the consumption of Meng Wujian was too large, and every time he used his ultimate, he was sucked away by the World Bead a large part of the aura, in this case, the aura that could destroy the sword move was only three or four of the aura emitted by Meng Wujian, and naturally there would be this feeling of condensation.

"When are you going to wait? When my people are dead, will you make a move?" Yue Mochen said coldly to the other saint-level masters.

Liufeng Xiao glanced at Yue Mochen, his expression was grim, and finally he raised his long sword and flew to join the battle group.

An'er Moses glanced at a wingman master beside her, who was her third uncle, the strongest of the Bright Wingmen present, only to see him nod respectfully, and also joined the battle group.

The elder of the Qing family first took a pill, then glanced at Qing Tong deeply, and finally rushed towards Lin Wugong without saying a word.

Since this time, among the people present, except for Prince Lie'er of the Dark Wing Human Race, all the saint-level masters have joined the battle, however, Lin Wugong is becoming more and more courageous and not tired, he doesn't know where to take out a long sword with Western characteristics, the long sword is blood-colored, exuding a strong eerie aura.

With the support of the World Beads, Lin Wugong became more and more energetic, roaring to his heart's content, swinging sword after sword, bringing out blood-red aura, blasting towards all the masters.

He likes this feeling of mastering endless strength, and he likes this feeling of dominating the fate of all masters.

Seeing Lin Wugong howling and confronting everyone, Aragorn's eyebrows raised, and his eyes were full of self-satisfaction, on the contrary, Yue Mochen's face was a little unsightly.

He walked up to Prince Lie'er and said in a cold voice: "Prince Lie'er, are you going to wait for death like this?" Or do you still have hope for this elder who killed his brother and killed his relatives, do you think that as long as he absorbs enough blood, he can let you go?"

Prince Liel glanced at Yue Mochen with a complicated expression, opened his mouth, and finally didn't say anything, and there was no longer half of the pride on his face.

This poor guy has never been in the world, nor has he ever seen the deceit between people.

Yue Mochen sighed helplessly, didn't care about Prince Liel anymore, but turned his head to look at Mammon Isar Satan, and said softly: "Mammon, I ......"

Mammon Isar Satan glanced at Yue Mochen, as if he knew what he was going to say, and raised his hand to interrupt Yue Mochen's words: "Needless to say, from now on, we are no longer friends. ”

Yue Mochen naturally knew that the other party was angry with him, and he shouldn't have lied to them in the first place, but if he hadn't lied to them at that time, he would definitely fight, and deception might be the best way.

Shaking his head helplessly, Yue Mochen pulled out a single-edged sword, turned around and killed Lin Wugong!

He didn't notice that the moment he turned around, there was a look of struggle in Mammon Isar Satan's eyes.

"Young master!"

Meng Wujian couldn't help but be shocked when he saw Yue Mochen actually lifting his sword and stepping forward!

Yue Mochen was only a cultivator in the Fighter Realm, but Lin Wugong was able to fight under the siege of a group of saint-level masters, so Yue Mochen actually joined the battle?

And when the others saw Yue Mochen rushing into the battle circle so fearlessly, everyone in the Eternal Night Mercenary Group also rushed up, but they were stopped by Yue Mochen.

He killed Lin Wugong alone, and cooperated with the masters to suppress Lin Wugong. But it made Fang Minghe and the others feel a little guilty, but it was not enough for them to venture forward to fight against Lin Wugong, although they knew that if Lin Wugong did not die, they would not be able to escape, but they all selfishly handed over this dangerous task to Yue Mochen and the others.

Of course, Yue Mochen didn't know what everyone thought, he just wanted to do his part, and he dared to step into the battle group because he had enough ability to protect himself, which was why he would stop his own mercenary members from joining the battle.

The general strength of the members of the Eternal Night Mercenary Regiment is above and below the fighter realm, and the combat effectiveness is very different from that of Yue Mochen, a special fighter, and he doesn't want to see his people sacrifice in vain.

"Wind Breaker!"

Yue Mochen held the knife in both hands, the aura in his body surged, the original dark red blade was instantly black like ink, his body was like a spinning top, spinning rapidly, and the battle knife covered by black aura brought out a whirlwind in his hand, like a vortex filled with black flames!

As the sound fell, the black vortex moved with Yue Mochen's forward footsteps, like a tornado, towards Lin Wugong!

The staggered sound of "Qiang Qiang ......" continued to sound, and everyone couldn't see how many times Yue Mochen had cut down Lin Wugong, but every time, it was blocked by Lin Wugong!

Meng Wujian and the others have advanced cultivation, and their combat experience is even more extraordinary, they naturally will not let Yue Mochen fight alone, at the moment when Yue Mochen created this opportunity, several long swords attacked Lin Wugong at the same time!

Lin Wugong was shocked, and hurriedly drew his sword to parry, in contrast, he would rather let Yue Mochen cut ten swords than be stabbed by Meng Wujian!

Seeing this, Yue Mochen's still rotating body was strengthened again, and at the same time, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.