Suddenly, Mo Linyuan's heart beat suddenly, and he hurriedly dodged sideways, and a green light shot out from the top of his head.

Dodging this blow, he drew his knife and slashed down diagonally, and the head of the spotted snake flew high, bringing a burst of blood.

Han Zhiming and the others heard the sound and looked towards the sound.

"Who? ”

A disciple shouted. Seeing this, Mo Linyuan did not hide, and walked out from behind the tree.

Han Zhiming fixed his eyes and found that this person was the person he was looking for, and smiled for a while: "It turned out to be you, your life is really big! Hahaha!"

Mo Linyuan sneered, "It's unknown who killed the deer, maybe the door to hell is open to you." ”

The disciple next to Han Zhiming said with a look of disdain: "Senior Brother Han, this kind of ant doesn't need senior brother's action, so as not to dirty senior brother's hands, see me kill him with a sword." ”

This disciple looked at such an opportunity to please Han Zhiming, of course he couldn't let it go. Now Han Zhiming is a closed disciple of the Ziyang Sect Master, please him, and his life in the sect will be much more comfortable in the future.

The disciple said that, and walked towards Mo Linyuan with his sword.

"Boy, remember that my name is Wang Hu, so as not to know whose hand it died at the hands of the underground. The disciple named Wang Hu looked as if he had seen Mo Linyuan fall under his sword.

"Verbosity!"

Mo Linyuan muttered expressionlessly and rushed towards Wang Hu.

Seeing this, Han Zhiming secretly said in his heart: "This kid has no fear, he must be weird." ”

Seeing this, Wang Hu was not ambiguous, and stabbed at Mo Linyuan with a sword. The two of them staggered each other, and between the shadows of the sword and the sword, a huge head flew high like the spotted snake.

"Bang!"

A headless corpse fell to the ground heavily, and another disciple saw this scene and roared,

"Brother Tiger"

Immediately angrily drew his knife and killed Mo Linyuan, Han Zhiming reminded loudly: "Be careful, this kid is a little weird." This disciple was furious in his heart, where did he care about what was strange or not.

"Die for me!"

A knife came straight to Mo Linyuan's head, and Mo Linyuan was not flustered, dodged the blow sideways, and then drew the knife.

"Vertical and horizontal"

The sword flashed, and a cross sword shadow swept towards the disciple. The other party slashed horizontally, and Mo Linyuan immediately slashed Huashan with a single force.

The disciple suddenly felt a strong force crushing him, his legs couldn't help but weaken, and he took a step back, and Mo Linyuan took the opportunity to move his legs continuously, quickly approaching the other party.

Suddenly, a white sword shadow came quickly, and a blood mark on the center of the disciple's eyebrows quietly bloomed, his eyes were round, and he fell to the ground unwillingly and died.

Han Zhiming saw that the two disciples were so destroyed and killed by the other party, and he couldn't help but curse in a low voice, "Waste!"

"It seems that you have gained a lot of opportunities, and in just half a month, you have grown from an ordinary person to an acquired sevenfold martial artist. ”

Han Zhiming slowly pulled out the long sword at his waist, and the blade of the sword pointed, "I will accept your life, and I want your chance." ”

Seeing the other party pretending to be 13 like this, Mo Linyuan wanted to laugh very much.

"Han Zhiming, you and I don't know each other, but you have repeatedly tried to kill me, and today is the time when you die. Mo Linyuan stared at Han Zhiming with his eyes.

"Blame you for your bad life!" As soon as the words fell, Han Zhiming stepped out, stretched out his hand and swung out a sword, a cold light went straight to Mo Linyuan's throat, and before the sword arrived, Sen Han's sword qi pierced the air and made a burst of sound!

Mo Linyuan's footsteps slipped, he retreated six feet, his back was already attached to a tree trunk, and the long sword in Han Zhiming's hand immediately changed its move and stabbed straight out. Mo Linyuan couldn't retreat, kicked his legs, and his body slid up the trunk.

Han Zhiming snorted coldly, rose to the sky, and the long sword in his hand turned into a flying rainbow and followed closely, forcing the sword qi to destroy the branches and red leaves falling one after another. Mo Linyuan stepped on the trunk of the tree, and his figure instantly shot upward.

swept to the treetops, his figure suddenly spun in the air, and the long knife in his hand resolutely used a vertical and horizontal style, slashing towards Han Zhiming below.

Han Zhiming looked at the knife from top to bottom, and instead of retreating, he advanced. With a low groan,

"Blood Moon Sword Technique, the third type of Blood Shadow Tempest. ”

The Blood Moon Sword Technique was used, and his own momentum skyrocketed by three points.

"Sonorous".

The swords collided, and a figure flew out of the tree and crashed into another large tree.

Han Zhiming jumped down from the tree, looked at Mo Linyuan, who was leaning on the trunk, and said, "Boy, just tie your hands and arrest it!" ”

Mo Linyuan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and glanced at Han Zhiming. I secretly underestimated in my heart,

"As soon as he fights, he is not an opponent, this guy's strength is a few points stronger than him, he was born in a big faction, and he must have more hole cards than him. ”

Thinking in his heart, Mo Linyuan looked behind Han Zhiming, his eyes lit up, and he shouted, "Miss Zhao, you came in time!"

When Han Zhiming heard this, he suddenly turned around and saw that there was nothing, and when he looked back, where was there any figure of Mo Linyuan, he had already run far away.

Suddenly angry and gritted his teeth and said: "Little miscellaneous pieces, if you dare to play tricks on me, I will definitely pull you out when I catch up." ”

Mo Linyuan kept running wildly in the dense forest, and Han Zhiming jumped to the top of the tree and tossed and moved closely behind him. Looking at Han Zhiming, who was following behind him with a furious face, his brows were furrowed, he was running with his few true qi, and the other party seemed to have cultivated a light skill, and his speed was extremely fast.

If it weren't for the dense forest, I would have been caught up a long time ago.

The two of them chased after me like this, running for dozens of miles, Han Zhiming looked condescendingly at a cliff in front of him, and a touch of playfulness appeared on his face.

Mo Linyuan ran out of the dense forest, looking at the pupils in front of him, the pupils shrank, there was no road ahead, this was a cliff.

Turning around, Han Zhiming had already chased after him, his palm tightly gripping the hilt of the knife.

"Fight!"

Mo Linyuan's eyes froze, and he swung his knife out, and the cold blade shot towards Han Zhiming with a resolute look.

Han Zhiming was not afraid that Mo Linyuan would run away at this time, the Blood Moon Sword Technique was unleashed, and the violent offensive instantly pressed Mo Linyuan to fight, and he retreated while fighting, and many scars had already appeared on Mo Linyuan's body.

In addition, he has just stepped into the ranks of martial artists, and he has no combat experience at all. It was all about will, and one didn't pay attention, and a sword was stabbed in the shoulder. Han Zhiming's face was hideous, and the long sword in his hand turned.

The blood flowers flew everywhere, and the blood on his shoulder did not stop, Mo Linyuan was unable to resist for a while, and he felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, and his body instantly flew backwards and fell heavily to the ground.

"Die!"

Han Zhiming's body erupted with a violent momentum, and a sword stabbed towards Mo Linyuan's head, and Mo Linyuan, who was seriously injured, could resist this sword.

Without hesitation, he jumped off the cliff.

Jumping doesn't necessarily mean you die, but if you don't jump, you definitely die.

Han Zhiming watched Mo Linyuan jump off the cliff, walked to the edge of the cliff, and looked down, the fog was filled, and he couldn't see through the bottom of the cliff at a glance. But looking at this depth, jumping will definitely die.