"How long are you going to talk?" the man said impatiently, it was almost a quarter of an hour, but Mo Ye and Liu Qing hadn't reached an agreement yet, which really made him feel angry.

"It's now, Miss Liu, let's go!" At this time, Mo Ye suddenly shouted, and Liu Qing beside him immediately rushed in the direction of Yueshan Gate.

"Damn!" the man scolded angrily, immediately speeding up to catch up with Liu Qing, who was about to escape.

"Uncle, don't be in a hurry!" Mo Ye stopped in front of the man with a smile, and a wind blade condensed in his hand and flew towards the man's neck.

"Wind Blade Technique!" The man's eyes froze, although the Wind Blade Technique was a beginner spell, its power was quite good, and it was almost close to some ordinary intermediate spells. Although the man had the cultivation of the peak of the middle stage of the Spirit Condensation Realm, he did not dare to take it hard.

"Black Mist Palm!" the man shouted, and the two palms began to emit traces of black gas outward, condensing into a huge black palm, and then heading towards the wind blade.

The wind blade hit the black palm, and it dissipated before it barely entered an inch, but the palm didn't get any benefit, and the black qi on the surface was a little lighter than at the beginning, and it looked much less powerful.

Seeing this, Mo Ye immediately urged the water archery technique, and a water arrow instantly hit the surface of his palm, piercing it. At this point, the palm of the hand was no longer a threat to him, and it burst in the air.

"I'm underestimating you, but then you can ask for more blessings!" The man finally became serious at this time.

With the help of the power of the Wind Blade Technique, Mo Ye's ordinary methods can't help it at all, so he can only be dragged here by Mo Ye. He didn't forget the other girl, if his guess was correct, the girl must have returned to the mountain gate to move the rescuers, so the longer he was dragged here by Mo Ye, the greater the danger he would be.

"You have to fight quickly, I don't believe that I am at the peak of the middle stage of the Spirit Condensation Realm, and I can't help a junior in the early stage of the Spirit Concentration Realm!" the man thought in his heart, and there was already an extra pitch-black long sword in his hand.

"Magic weapon!" Looking at the long sword in the man's hand, Mo Ye's eyes became solemn.

There is no weapon between low-level cultivators, there is a gap between heaven and earth, whoever has a magic weapon, his strength will be greatly improved, which is also an important basis for Mo Ye to conclude that she can achieve good results in the entry competition when she saw Liu Qing wanting to buy a magic weapon.

"You can't fight with him!" Mo Ye secretly reminded himself in his heart that the spiritual power in the spiritual aperture had been quietly raised to prevent the man's sudden attack.

Suddenly, Mo Ye's eyes froze, because in his sight, the man's figure had disappeared, leaving no trace.

It was also at the same moment that he felt a chill behind him, and suddenly the alarm suddenly appeared, and the Wind Resist Step was instantly activated, quickly dodging to the side.

A pitch-black sword tip suddenly appeared behind Mo Ye, brushing him by, leaving a scratch on his back. If he had been slower to react just now, the tip of the sword would have pierced his heart.

"It's dangerous!" Mo Ye said with a palpitation, already breaking out in a cold sweat. The man's sudden attack really didn't show any signs, and he was able to dodge it thanks to the special feeling he had in his previous life when danger came, if it weren't for this strange feeling to remind him, he would have died under the man's sword.

"My strength is still not enough, I must improve faster!" Mo Ye secretly made up his mind in his heart, "If this crisis can be overcome, I must speed up the progress of my cultivation!"

"To be able to dodge my Shadowless Thorn, you are the first and last in the early stage of the Spirit Realm. Next, you won't have such good luck!" The man's voice echoed around, and it was impossible to tell where he was.

"Here we go again!" Mo Ye could feel a huge crisis looming over him, and subconsciously urged the wind to retreat a few feet behind him.

A familiar sword tip appeared in front of him at the same moment as he burst back, heading towards his heart with a swift momentum, although Mo Ye had been blasting backwards, the speed of the sword tip had not slowed down in the slightest, and it was still chasing straight towards Mo Ye's heart, like a maggot with bones.

Mo Ye's speed gradually slowed down, but the tip of the sword still maintained its initial speed, and the distance between it and Mo Ye was getting closer and closer. Seeing that Mo Ye was about to be caught up by the tip of the sword, Mo Ye made an astonishing move.

Mo Ye's backward body suddenly stopped, and then he quickly tilted his body, and the tip of the sword pierced Mo Ye's left shoulder, leaving a red blood flower there.

Mo Ye's brows furrowed slightly, and the pain from his shoulder was penetrating that made his left hand numb and a little uncontrollable, which would inevitably make his body inflexible, and it would be more difficult for the man to dodge the next attack.

"Liu Qing, be quick!" Mo Ye murmured in his heart. He had hoped that he would be able to defeat this man alone, but now it seemed that it was really whimsical, at least not at this time.

"If I had learned the Thunder Mantra and cultivated the Hundred Veins Body Refining Technique, the current situation would be completely different!" Mo Ye thought to himself, but this was still a fantasy after all, in fact, he was in a great disadvantaged position, and he was in danger of dying at any time.

Liu Qing followed the route Mo Ye said and rushed all the way. One of the spells she chose happened to be the body technique, so she was desperately rushing as fast as Mo Ye who was urging the Wind Resistance.

"It's almost there, Mo Ye, you must hold on!" Liu Qing shouted anxiously in her heart, because she was desperately hurrying, the spiritual power in her spiritual aperture was close to exhaustion, but she still held on, because she knew that Mo Ye's life and death were in her hands.

The scene in front of her changed rapidly, and after a while, a tall pavilion appeared in front of Liu Qing's eyes, her expression immediately became extremely excited, and her already fast speed increased again, and she came to the door of that pavilion in a blink of an eye.

Passing through the gate, Liu Qing entered the interior of the pavilion, there were jade slips in this pavilion, and many disciples looked back and forth between these jade slips, not knowing what they were probing.

Liu Qing didn't look at those disciples much, but walked straight to the center of the pavilion, because there, there was a young man in a white robe. After a cursory feeling, Liu Qing found that his cultivation was unfathomable, and it was not at all comparable to other disciples here.

"Senior brother, please help me!" Liu Qing came to the white-robed young man and said anxiously.

The young man slowly opened his eyes, looked at Liu Qing with red and swollen eyes, and asked with a smile, "This junior sister, have you encountered any difficulties?"

"Please save him!" We came back from Yueshanfang City together, but we were targeted, and he stalled there in order to get me back to find help, please help us!" Liu Qing said with a slight cry.

"Is that so? I understand! I didn't expect that someone would dare to rob my Yueshan Gate disciple under my nose, I really can't live impatiently!" After listening to Liu Qing's words, a trace of coldness flashed in the young man's eyes and he stood up from the ground.

"You show me the way, we must rush over immediately, otherwise the person you said will be in danger!" The young man grabbed Liu Qing's hand, turned into a blue light, and flew out of the pavilion with Liu Qing.

"Who was that junior sister just now? It's so beautiful! She actually went out with Senior Brother Qin Feng, what happened?" After the young man and Liu Qing left, the disciples in the pavilion talked one after another.

It was rare for them to see this senior brother who had been guarding the deacon hall all year long out of the deacon hall, but every time Qin Feng went out, something would happen that shocked the whole sect.

With a "tearing" sound, the tip of the sword slashed across Mo Ye's back, and a large piece of clothing was torn off, revealing Mo Ye's scarred back.

He held out for a quarter of an hour under the invisible attack of the man, and this quarter of an hour was the most difficult of his life. Every moment, he had to face a sudden attack from a man, and his mind had to be highly condensed. And as time passed, the shortcomings of his cultivation gradually appeared, and the spiritual power in his spiritual aperture was close to exhaustion, and in less than a quarter of an hour, his spiritual power would be completely exhausted, and at that time he could only be slaughtered by men.

"Liu Qing, hurry up!" Now, Mo Ye can delay for a moment, and the longer he delays, the greater the chance that Liu Qing will find rescue from the deacon hall.

"Boy, the next blow, you will die!" the man had completely lost his patience. Compared to torturing Mo Ye, avoiding the next pursuit of Yue Shanmen is the most important thing, so he can't let Mo Ye delay his time here, maybe the strong people of Yue Shanmen have already begun to rush over at this time.

After saying that, everything around him became quiet, and Mo Ye felt an unusually dull feeling of oppression coming at him, pressing him a little out of breath.

"This is an intermediate spell that I got by chance, and you should be proud to die at its hands!" The man's loud voice resounded around the ink night, "Phantom Kill!"

The next moment, the man's figure appeared. After a shake, three identical men appeared in front of Mo Ye's eyes and surrounded him in the center.

"Die!" the three men shouted at the same time, rushing towards Mo Ye at the same speed, the long sword in his hand emitting a faint cold light. Looking at this form, it is obvious that Mo Ye wants to be one against three, but Mo Ye can't even beat a man, so how can he beat three?

"It seems that this time, it will be planted in his hands, it seems that I still haven't been able to save Yue'er in this life!" Mo Ye laughed at himself, looking at the man's rapidly approaching figure with a calm face, with a strong unwillingness in his heart.

Just when the attack of the three men was only a few steps away from Mo Ye, a sudden change occurred.

A nine-colored light curtain appeared in front of Mo Ye's eyes out of thin air, protecting his whole body tightly, and the man's attack landed on the surface of the light curtain, only causing a ripple in it.

The sudden change made the man who thought he was sure to win, stunned, and his brain was a little short-circuited.