The Terrans are a magical race that will involuntarily huddle together under certain circumstances.

For example, at this moment, with others taking the lead, those sect disciples invariably gathered behind the three of them, and the momentum emanating from their bodies pressed towards Ji Bei.

The momentum of so many monks gathered into one, even Ji Bei was not very comfortable, a drop of cold sweat slid down his forehead, but he seemed to feel that it was not enough, and said with a smile: "Heh, a group of rabble, capable... You're going to beat me!"

As soon as these words came out, the momentum of those monks paused, and then burst out with even more violent coercion, like a big mountain pressing on Ji Bei's back.

Around this, the expression on Ji Bei's face did not change in the slightest, I saw him stretch out his hand, and a golden spear appeared in his hand, and a fierce murderous aura came out of his body, which was actually competing with the momentum of those monks.

Resisting many monks on his own and not falling behind, this alone can explain the gap between Ji Bei and them.

The disciples of the Cloud Sword Sect who had spoken before also noticed this, their brows furrowed tightly, and they couldn't help but glance at Mo Jue a few times.

is also a disciple of the Cloud Sword Sect, Mo Jue's identity is not a secret in his eyes, and the other party's fierce record is also widely spread in the Cloud Sword Sect, if Mo Jue can come up and take a hand, it is not impossible to crush Ji Bei.

Feeling the other party's gaze, the corners of Mo Jue's mouth raised a wry smile, how could he not know what the other party was thinking?

As early as the moment Ji Bei made a move, Mo Jue wanted to stop him, but vaguely he felt that a qi machine was firmly locking on him.

If he stepped forward rashly, what would happen was not something that Mo Jue could have predicted.

In fact, it wasn't just Mo Jue, Fan Wenxuan and the others also felt the same aura, which was a warning to them.

Therefore, in the face of the eyes of the disciple of the Cloud Sword Sect asking for help, Mo Jue could only shake his head silently, indicating that he could not do anything.

"Yo, relying on more people to bully fewer people, right?"

At this moment, a voice sounded from behind Ji Bei, but he saw that the rest of the Ji family stood up, and the momentum on his body was released without reservation, causing those sect disciples to take a step back.

Only then did they remember that the other party was not only Ji Bei, Ji Bei alone could compete with them combined, and now they added a few people who were not weaker than Ji Bei at all.

However, the arrow was ready to fly, and it had to be sent. They could only blush one by one, trying not to let themselves look foreign.

As the saying goes, the bystander is clear, and the ink on the side was never suppressed by the momentum released by the Ji family and others, so he naturally noticed some things that others did not notice.

The momentum released by the people of the Ji family is all murderous without exception, not condensed by spiritual power, and basically has nothing to do with how much cultivation is, so such a scene will be formed: just a few people can suppress a group of sect disciples, and it seems that there is even residual strength.

Looking at the sect's disciples again, they all looked embarrassed, and even several of them were slumped on the ground struggling to support themselves, forming a clear view of this.

If it continues like this, it is estimated that it is a person who will lose in the end, and the Ji family obviously does not want to spend too much time, and after suppressing the disciples of the sect, they took out jade talismans and pinched them in their hands, and the spiritual light flashed on them.

Seeing this, Mo Jue's pupils shrank suddenly, and he hurriedly stood up and shouted, "Stop!"

At the same time, he was about to rush forward. Those jade talismans contained attacks that surpassed the Mortal Realm, and whether they could be caught or not, the subsequent formation backlash alone was enough for those sect disciples to die here.

But to Mo Jue's surprise, Ji Bei and the others really stopped and looked at Mo Jue's direction suspiciously.

It's not that Ji Bei and the others will obey Mo Jue's orders, but at this moment, Ji Ming is standing in front of Mo Jue, blocking the latter's way, and asking in a low voice, "What's the matter?"

It can be said that from the moment Mo Jue made a move, Ji Ming had already discovered it, and stopped Mo Jue before the former rushed out.

[It seems that the gas engine just now is Ji Ming's...]

Mo Jue thought so in his heart, and at the same time, his face turned a little colder, which showed that Ji Ming was sure that Mo Jue would intervene in this matter from the beginning, which means that Mo Jue's psychology had been caught by Ji Ming.

This is not a good sign, and immediately Mo Jue said coldly: "What do you mean?"

"What do you say?"

Ji Ming did not answer Mo Jue's question directly, but asked Mo Jue in turn, the meaning was already obvious, that is, not to let Mo Jue interfere.

The latter stared at Ji Ming's smiling face, and the thoughts in his heart were full of thoughts, if the previous relationship between Duan Mao and Ji Bei was just a simple personal contradiction, it was understandable for Mo Jue to be a cold bystander.

But in just a moment's effort, things have developed to this point, and if Mo Jue watched those people die, he couldn't do it! Otherwise, it would be against his Dao heart.

While Mo Jue was thinking, Fan Wenxuan and the others also stood behind Mo Jue, looking at Ji Ming with an unkind face, especially Fan Wenxuan, whose right hand was already on the hilt of the knife on his waist, looking ready to make a move at any time.

Ji Ming didn't care, just stared at Mo Jue, as if everyone else was air.

After a while, Mo Juecai sighed faintly and said, "Give me face, how about this matter be stopped?"

Mo Jue figured it out, Ji Ming's move was completely aimed at him, just to force him to make a move.

Otherwise, why did Mo Jue become like this when he had been in peace before? And it has become more and more intense, and there is no room for recovery at all.

But Mo must not stand up, because the killing intent in the eyes of Ji Bei and the others is real, and they will really kill them!

Thinking of this, Mo Jue glanced at Ji Ming, and then asked, "What do you want?"

Ji Ming's actions were simply inexplicable in Mo Jue's eyes, and there was no meaning at all, and there was no specific benefit to him in doing so, so he asked this question.

Ji Ming smiled slightly when he heard this: "It's nothing, as long as you use all your strength to fight with me." ”

Mo Jue's first feeling after hearing it was: It's only that simple?

Then he suddenly woke up to the fact that the four words of doing his best are the most important, and how can it be regarded as using all his strength, it is undoubtedly the time to fight for life and death.

For a while, Mo Jue fell into hesitation, Ji Ming must have some purpose in doing this, or what good was it for him. Otherwise, he's a madman who thinks it's just a game.

All indications show that Ji Ming has little to do with the latter kind, so it is very important to figure out his purpose, after all, he is an enemy.

"If you don't agree, then there's no need for them to stay, it's better to trample the insects to death..."

Just when Mo Jue was hesitating how to take Ji Ming's words, the latter said such a sentence, his eyes flashed with fierce murderous intent, obviously not planning to let Mo Jue have a chance to drag it down.

The sound of the two talking was not loud, but all the people present were deaf and clear-eyed monks, so they could naturally hear it clearly, and now the eyes of those sect disciples looking at Mo Jue were a little wrong.

It turned out that it would develop like this, all because of Mo Jue, they just happened to bump into it by bad luck.

At this time, most people put Mo Jue in the position of the culprit, because they couldn't beat the Ji family and others, and they held their breath in their hearts, and Mo Jue became the best catharsis, and there was no one.

Feeling those strange eyes, a smile rose on Ji Ming's face, as if this result satisfied his evil taste well, and said softly: "See, this is the inferior nature of the human race, hypocrisy will only become a shackle for you to move forward." ”

Such an inexplicable passage made Mo Jue's brows tighten, and a thought quietly rose in his heart: [He is destroying my Dao heart!]

Although I don't know where Ji Ming got the information about Mo Jue, what can be determined at this moment is that Ji Ming has grasped Mo Jue's weakness.

"Okay, I promise you!

After pondering for a moment, Mo Jue finally made up his mind and said so.

No matter what, it was impossible for Mo to watch so many people die in front of his eyes, which was inconsistent with his Dao heart.

After getting Mo Jue's answer, the smile on Ji Ming's face deepened again, and just as he was about to say something, something happened suddenly.

A flash of purple light in the crowd flew out from a distance at an extremely fast speed, and in the blink of an eye, they came to Mo Jue and Ji Ming.

Mo Jue was startled, and he dodged the blow with his head sideways, only to see that it was a slender silver needle, which swept over Mo Jue's body and pierced straight into a tree.

"Zizi!"

As a puff of green smoke rose, a hole was corroded into the trunk of the tree, apparently the silver needle had been quenched with poison.

On the other side, Ji Ming looked at the corroded potholes on the ground behind him, his face was extremely gloomy, and before he could react, two figures popped out of Sanxiu, one left and one right, attacking the two of them.

Mo Jue's eyes froze, and he hurriedly adjusted his figure, and his spiritual power gathered in his hand to form a long sword, facing the comer.

said that it was too late, and in the blink of an eye, Mo Jue collided with the comer, and a long knife slashed through the air quickly and quickly, but it was blocked by the spiritual power long sword.

[Hmm, what's going on?]

A trace of doubt flashed in Mo Jue's heart, the other party's strength was not as great as he imagined, and it was even a little weak.

Before Mo Jue could think clearly, he only heard a crisp sound, and the weapon in the opponent's hand was actually cut in half by Mo Jue. Then the long sword castrated unabated, leaving a narrow cut in the opponent's chest.

But unexpectedly, Mo did not feel any sense of force, and the sword body pierced through as if it were cutting through the air.