At this time, in the Wind Saint Courtyard, dozens of powerful auras suddenly appeared, all moving closer to Mo Wuxing's small building.

Mo Wuxing, on the other hand, stared blankly at the door that had been blasted through, with a thoughtful look: Is this method a suspense? But ......

An old voice interrupted his thoughts.

"Are you alright?"

Mo Juqi's figure appeared strangely beside Mo Wuxing.

"Grandpa, I'm fine. Mo Wuxing replied respectfully, and after a pause, he remembered something again: "By the way, Grandpa, did you send the silver mask?"

Mo Juqi's expression was cold: "Yinmian, that mentor with good sword skills? No, he came to assassinate you?"

"No, he saved me. Mo Wuxing shook his head and said, he began to wonder in his heart, since Mo Juqi didn't send him here, then why did he come here? He didn't believe it was really just a coincidence.

"And who is trying to kill you?"

"I don't know, the man is wearing a mask and his breath is very unfamiliar, but I feel like he is a person. ”

Mo Wuxing said, he couldn't help but think of the situation when the man broke out of the door, although the body technique he used, although he had never seen it, gave him a very familiar feeling.

"Like who!?" The others also came to Mo Wuxing's small building one after another, and it was the seven people who were in charge of supervising the trial before.

I just can't figure out why he killed me. Moreover, their breath is not the same, they are completely two people. ”

Mo Wuxing's words made everyone fall silent, and Mo Juqi spoke: "Catch it and ask it, Yi Feng, you can do it." ”

"Yes!"

An old man in a long robe answered, called several warriors, and left the small building......

As the person concerned, Yue Mochen didn't know that he would face the danger of his identity being exposed, and he was still confronting the silver-faced mentor.

Seeing that Yue Mochen looked like he was facing a great enemy, Yinmian said coldly: "Tell your purpose, I may let you die a happy death, don't expect to escape, just want to attack the starless young master, this crime is already the reason for your death." ”

"Hehe, it looks like it can really kill me. Yue Mochen said with a smile.

When Yinmian heard this, he immediately became angry: "You! Since this is the case, then you should die!"

Before the words fell, the horizontal knife in Yinmian's hand had already slashed towards Yue Mochen!

"Yellow Springs Turbulence!"

A knife brought out countless swords, like a galloping giant Lang, surging towards Yue Mochen!

Looking at the momentum emitted by this knife, Yue Mochen's expression froze, but he didn't mean to retreat, and kicked his right foot to the ground!

The whole person did not retreat but advanced, rushing to the silver face and the sword!

The speed of both of them was very fast, and in the blink of an eye, the distance between the two shrank to about twenty zhang, and I saw that Yue Mochen was still rushing forward at all, and even Yinmian felt surprised.

"Is he sending him to death?" said Silverface secretly, but he had no intention of showing mercy, in his heart, as long as he wanted to hurt Mo Wuxing, he was a mortal enemy!

Yue Mochen naturally didn't rush up to die, just when he was less than ten zhang away from the sword, his body turned flexibly.

"Wind Breaker!"

At this time, Yue Mochen displayed a martial art that he hadn't used for a long time, Breaking the Wind Strike!

Compared to the original performance in the Deep Moon Forest, Yue Mochen's own progress is too great, so the power of the martial arts is not the same.

I saw that he and the single-edged sword in his hand were like a whirlwind, and like a black spinning top, they rushed directly into the wild current of the sword!

The sound of gold and iron intertwined kept ringing, sparks splashed everywhere, and the gyroscope formed by Yue Mochen tore through the wild current composed of knives, and rushed to Yinmian with a whirlwind as black as ink!

Yinmian's face changed, but his subordinates did not hesitate, and met him with the long knife in his hand.

In the sound of the "fluttering" wind, the weapons in the hands of the two kept touching each other, and both of them were surprised by the speed of the other.

Yue Mochen knew that the other party was difficult, but now it seemed that he still underestimated the other party, if he wanted to kill this guy wearing a silver mask, he had to play all his hole cards!

As soon as his heart moved, the aura of reincarnation gushed out, and the single-edged sword that was originally dyed black and silent was even more black, like a weird, black torch, and the aura of reincarnation kept surging on the sword.

"Get out!"

As Yue Mochen stopped drinking, both sides secretly increased the sword path in their hands, and the moment the swords touched, both of them couldn't help but take a few steps back.

It's just that the distance between the two of them is different, Yinmian only retreated four steps, but Yue Mochen retreated nearly ten steps, so that the level of cultivation is immediately in front of him.

"You're just a fighter realm?"

Silver Face showed a look of horror, he couldn't imagine that the black-clothed man in front of him, who was on a par with himself, was only a fighter realm, a weak and small storage who was not even at the heaven level, and he was on par with himself in the middle level of the Hundred Tribulations Realm?

But the facts are in front of him, and he can't help but believe it!

"I can't leave such a powerful enemy for Young Master Wuxing, so, you must die!"

As Silver Face spoke, a burst of energy poured out of his body, centering on his body, meaning that this energy qi rolled up a whirlwind! At the same time, the robe on his body exploded, revealing a body as strong as a dragon.

Yue Mochen smiled unfazed: "Hehe, can you fight a little bit after taking off your clothes? or for the sake of being abused, I will sue you, you are finished!"

After speaking, Yue Mochen jumped up, a black light appeared on his body, and the nearly four-meter-long reincarnation wings broke out of the sky, burning silently but strangely under the pale white moonlight, like a noble demon flame.

Yue Mochen was like a king, looking at Yinmian condescendingly, and there was no trace of expression on his face, because he already felt that Yinmian in front of him was already a dead man!

"A sword, break the sky!" The cold syllables spit out from Yue Mochen's mouth, this is one of the sword skills recorded in the sword dictionary of the Dugu family, and the dream of no sword was used in the Wanyuan Great Plains that day, and Yue Mochen also practiced it after that time.

When he practiced it, he found that this sword duel was really extraordinary, and an ordinary sword move was actually superior to a qiē martial art of the same level!

As Yue Mochen's voice fell, a sword qi like a frightening rainbow formed out of thin air, although it was not as powerful as the sword of the day's dream no sword, but it was also extremely powerful.

At the moment when the sword qi swirled, the grove became extremely silent, even all the spiritual energy between heaven and earth became silent, and the sharp momentum emitted by the sword qi seemed to be covered with a layer of cold fine frost even in the faint moonlight!

Silver Face stared at that sword qi deadly, his mind was blank, and he even lost the ability to think!