Wild Bamboo Forest, such a good show, how could Mo Ling easily miss it.

When the sky was dark, Mo Ling told Qingyun Sect to serve his disciples very early on, saying that he would practice behind closed doors today and not let anyone disturb him.

Mo Ling then left the Qingyun Sect and went to the Wild Bamboo Forest.

Now Mo Ling's cultivation is the cultivation of the martial spirit realm, coupled with Mo Ling's shadow patrol technique, the whole body is like a meteor, that originally took six hours to travel, Mo Ling only needs half an hour to arrive.

This wild bamboo forest is often infested with fierce beasts, and ordinary pedestrians or businessmen, unless they are forced to do so, will venture across the wild bamboo forest, otherwise they would rather walk for an extra day or two than pass by here.

And Qin Xun has the cultivation of a junior great martial artist, and he is very arrogant, he will definitely not take such a fierce beast in his eyes, so it is his character not to go here.

When Mo Ling rushed to the wild bamboo forest, but before he could get closer, he had already heard a noisy fighting sound coming from the bamboo forest.

Mo Ling sighed, and complained in his heart: "Such a good play, I'm still late!"

As he spoke, Mo Ling immediately lowered his body and ran forward quickly.

I didn't run far before I found that there were two groups of people confronting each other in front of me, to be exact, one person confronting several people.

At this time, there were already several corpses lying on the ground around, some of them were wearing black night clothes, and more were disciples of the Qingyun Sect, it seemed that they were all brought by Qin Xun.

Now Qin Xun is only one person left, but he does not have the slightest timidity, and there is not the slightest trace of blood on his clothes, which shows that although the other party has the upper hand, it does not pose the slightest threat to Qin Xun himself.

On the other hand, although there are still seven or eight people, everyone has more or less large or small wounds. Standing opposite Qin Xun, he stared at Qin Xun with a cautious expression.

"Who are you?, maybe I can spare your dog's life!" Qin Xun looked at the few people opposite, still disdainfully said.

"Hmph!" At this time, among the few people, a figure stepped forward: "Death is on the verge of death, and there is so much nonsense!"

This person's voice was a little old, and when Mo Ling heard it, he couldn't help but be shocked, and secretly said in his heart: "Why is this voice so familiar, it seems that I have heard it somewhere!"

"It's you!" a cold killing intent immediately appeared on Mo Ling's face.

Mo Ling remembered that this person was the man in black he met when he first arrived at the Prime Minister's Mansion, and he was the murderer of the Xiang family. There were two of them, one of whom was killed by himself, and this was the one who escaped!

"You are indeed a member of the Purple Shirt Family!" Mo Ling said fiercely with the bruises on his face exposed.

But Mo Ling was not impulsive, because there were many of them, and if they rushed up, any one of them would run away, and it would bring disaster to themselves, and the best way was to wait for them to lose both sides of the fight, and then go up to pick up the leaks.

Mo Ling snorted coldly, and just hid to the side, watching the dog fight across the mountain.

The two of them did not speculate, and immediately stood together again.

Although there were more people on the other side, Qin Xun still had the upper hand.

After a few rounds, the man in black fell in front of Qin Xun, and the old man was left.

Although the old man fell behind and was also painted on his body, he was entangled with Qin Xun as if he was looking at death.

Although Qin Xun's cultivation was powerful, he didn't stab the old man's vital point even a few swords.

In this kind of competition with great disparity in power, a moment ago, a quarter of an hour ago, the old man was able to stalemate with Qin Xun even though he tried his best, but then the old man obviously couldn't hold on.

Mo Ling smiled lightly: "Just let me help you!"

As he spoke, he picked up a small pebble from the ground and flicked it lightly on Qin Xun's heart.

Although Mo Ling only used forty percent of his strength, the stone was like a meteor, going straight to Qin Xun's heart.

Qin Xun, as the core disciple of the original Qingyun Sect second only to Qi Jiao, naturally did not blow it out.

Just as he was moving with the black-clothed old man in front of him, he suddenly felt a gust of wind coming towards him behind him, and he couldn't help but look startled and felt bad.

And this scene happened to be discovered by the old man in front of him. The old man took advantage of Qin Xun's stunned kung fu, and suddenly backhanded a sword with a lamp, and the tip of the sword went straight to Qin Xun's left rib.

"Ah......h

With a "poof......" sound, a mouthful of blood spurted out more than a foot away.

The old man in black did not hesitate, took a step forward, raised the long sword in his hand and cut off Qin Xun's head with a "click".

After that, the old man shook his body, and it was obvious that he was already at the end of his crossbow.

Although the old man's cultivation was average, he was full of experience, and the reason why Qin Xun was stunned just now was that he must have noticed that there was movement around him.

"I don't know that the master is here, please, come out and see you!" The old man in black held the head in his hand and said lightly to the surrounding bamboo forest.

Mo Ling smiled faintly, and then walked out from the side.

At this time, it was dark, and the old man didn't see Mo Ling's face clearly, but only saw that it was a young man. was stunned, and then arched his hand and said, "Thank you little brother for helping!"

Mo Ling stopped a foot away from the old man.

"What, you don't know me anymore?" Mo Ling smiled slightly, but his eyes were full of murderous intent.

The old man was stunned for a moment, not understanding what Mo Ling meant, so he raised his head and looked at Mo Ling carefully.

At this glance, the old man couldn't help but be surprised.

"Is that you?" said the old man angrily, pointing at Mo Ling.

"Yes, what if it's me" Mo Ling's face suddenly changed color and was extremely terrifying, and he suddenly shouted at the old man: "Why did you kill the Xiang family? Isn't it enough for you to kill Xiang Fei?"

The old man looked at Mo Ling and didn't speak, just a sneer came out of his mouth.

"Do you think that if you don't speak, I won't know that you are from the Purple Shirt Family?" Mo Ling's face immediately returned to calm, and then said playfully.

"You?" the old man was shocked, "how do you know?"

Seeing that the old man's face became surprised, Mo Ling became proud, and then said with interest: "Because this time Qin Xun's actions and time and route were deliberately revealed to Zi Xiang. ”

"Who the hell are you?" the old man's tone was a little excited.

The more the old man asked Mo Ling, the more Mo Ling didn't answer, but continued to say: "Not only that, but your purpose in killing Qin Xun is to ensure that Zi Xian can enter Dugu Mountain Villa to further study, so as to revitalize the Zi Shirt family, right?"

"How do you know?"

"Not only do I know this, but I can also tell you that in fact, the envoy of Dugu Villa has died a long time ago, and now the envoy of Dugu Villa is pretending to be me, and Qin Xun is what I want him to die, Zijiao and you are just being used!"

At this time, the old man's whole body began to tremble with anger.

"What the hell are you trying to do, why are you doing this?" the old man's voice was almost roaring.

Mo Ling looked at the old man with a slight smile on his face. The more the old man roared, the more proud Mo Ling's heart became.

"Next, I will go to the Qin family to pay homage to my birthday, then the purple shirt will definitely send someone to follow me, and then, I can use the power of your purple shirt family to get rid of the Qin family, isn't this exciting?"

"Poof...... a mouthful of old blood spurted out: "I'll fight with you!"

said that he wanted to fight with Mo Ling, but he quickly fled into the distance with a false move.

Mo Ling smiled slightly, he had expected you to do this.

Mo Ling knew that the old man must know that he was not his opponent at all, and as an experienced powerhouse, it was impossible to be so reckless, and if he was really desperate with himself, it was nothing more than one more corpse, and returning to the family to report the news was what he should really do.

Mo Ling smiled faintly, there is no one now, today you can try the power of this Yang Xuanhuo.