Ning Yuanshan and Xia Zhanfeng glanced at each other, their faces were ugly for a while, before the two of them thought that with the help of many foundation building monks, they could annihilate the bloody clothes in one fell swoop, but they didn't want to, he was able to transform, and what made the two of them even more frightened was that after the bloody clothes transformed, the pressure on the two of them increased sharply, obviously they had reached the realm of the middle stage of the Jiedan, even if they were not as good as those old mid-stage grandmasters, but they were also much stronger than the two of them.

But after seeing the transformation of the bloody clothes, with a wave of his hand, he grabbed Xia Zhanfeng's magic weapon golden giant hammer and flew away, but there was no trace of hesitation when facing the golden giant hammer before, obviously, the bloody clothes were not afraid of the attack of this heavy magic weapon at this time.

"Don't keep your hands, use the strongest means of attack!" Not daring to hesitate any longer, Xia Zhanfeng immediately shouted, feeling the vibration from the giant hammer, he knew that if he had any reservations this time, he was afraid that he would really want to stay here.

Seeing this, how could the foundation building monks dare to delay, they pinched the trick one after another, and the spiritual weapons flew wildly between their fingers, and countless talismans threw them at the bloody clothes after the transformation.

But the bloody clothes were not afraid at all, and in a big stride, they rushed towards a group of foundation building monks, their speed was faster than before, and in the blink of an eye, they came to a foundation building monk, regardless of the attacks behind them, in the eyes of the monk's fear and despair, his wrist flipped, and he grabbed it in his hand and bit it down.

Seeing that the monk was grabbed by the bloody clothes without any resistance, biting into two, and the sound of flesh and bones shattering sounded in the ears of all the cultivators, which made the monks present who were also building the foundation feel a chill.

Xia Zhanfeng recognized that it was his Xia family's foundation building monk, who didn't care about the loss of his own team, and hurriedly shouted at everyone to join forces against the enemy.

But at this time, the bloody clothes devoured the three of them again, it was those monks in the early stage of foundation building, obviously, among his weak spiritual intelligence, there were also strong and weak, and he knew how to pick soft persimmons and pinch them.

Just as the bloody clothes pounced on a monk again, a red streamer suddenly turned into a cloth tent, surrounded it layer by layer, and suddenly, the bloody clothes were wrapped in it.

Seeing this, everyone was stunned, and then they heard a crisp sound in their ears: "Quick, I can't hold on for long!"

But seeing Feng Wan'er's pale face, she gritted her teeth and stared at the object that looked like a red cocoon in the field, and the red vitality in her hand penetrated into it, but looking at the edges and corners that appeared from time to time on the red cocoon, it was obvious that she couldn't hold on for long.

With this delay, everyone woke up one after another, and the two great Sect Masters took the lead in sending out the strongest attack, and at this time, all the cultivators understood that if they let the bloody clothes swallow it, among them, there might not be many people who left alive.

......

At this time, it was the sun and the sky, although there were bursts of shouts and killings in the distance, but it did not hinder the business of the Casting Hall in the slightest, after all, no matter how big something happened, there were also people with advanced cultivation who stood up, and the brilliance that rose to the sky one after another, but they were all foundation building monks, where was their turn to worry?

I saw that in front of the shop, there were still people coming and going, and there had been more movement in Xia Jing recently, so that these low-level monks were no longer so panicked, and they continued to live their lives as usual, without knowing that the person who caused Xia Jing to have a few chaos was galloping towards here.

"Hmph!" Looking at the lively scene in front of him, Wang Mo secretly snorted coldly, this time many foundation building monks rushed to the place of the big battle, and the defense of the Casting Hall was empty, looking at the direction where the light was leaving, Wang Mo's heart moved, and he came here.

With his foundation-building strength at this time, as long as he doesn't meet a late-stage foundation-building monk like Li Batian, Xia Jing is so big, he can go anywhere, even if those few rays of light are extremely fast, but with his eyesight, he can recognize at a glance that Li Batian and the monks of the Xia family are all in it.

Without too much delay, walking away from the shop, the divine sense emanated, and suddenly in the shops of the Casting Hall, all the situations were imprinted into Wang Mo's mind, feeling the information from the divine sense, and seeing that it was the same as he expected, the originally indifferent face, the eyes narrowed, and the cold light burst out.

"It's not the cultivation of the Casting Hall, leave within three breaths, otherwise you will bear the consequences!"

A small sound sounded, but it made everyone in this huge shop stunned, obviously they heard this, but they did not listen to this word and left, but looked at the source of the sound with a look at the white food.

"One!"

"Isn't this person crazy?"

"yes!"

"Isn't it stupid?"

"Two!"

"Cut!"

"Whew!"

Finally, glancing around, there were those who sneered, those who contemplated, those who pondered, those who left, those who watched, and everyone was different, Wang Mo didn't pay much attention to it, but just said again: "Three!"

"You..." is a job, when he heard Wang Mo's words before, he was stunned on the spot, saying that since he entered the Casting Hall as a worker, he has never seen it, someone dares to come to the store to make trouble, no matter what the cultivation is, they are all respectful.

But before he finished the following words, Wang Mo's 'three' word came out, and everyone felt a cold air coming to them, rising from the soles of their feet, and when everyone was surprised, they found that the figure in green clothes in the field had disappeared without a trace.

"Poof!", "Wow!", "Click!"

I saw that the figure that made everyone laugh at it before had already blatantly entered the crowd, without sparing any hands, no matter how high or low the cultivation was, but anyone who wore the clothes of the servants of the Casting Hall was directly cut into minced flesh by a heavy sword that emitted blue and gold light.

The originally lively shops, with bursts of screams, suddenly seemed like hell on earth, and now, everyone understood what they meant by the consequences?

"Run!"

I don't know who shouted, which made everyone react in shock, and they all ran out of the store as if they wanted to have two more legs.

At this time, in order to break through, Wang Moxiu took out the heavy sword that had not been used for a long time, and burst out with all his strength, in the shop of the Casting Hall where there was no foundation building monk in charge, it could be said that no one was invincible, even if there was a foundation building monk, if there was no late stage cultivation, I am afraid he would not be able to take him.

But seeing where he passed, all the magic weapons on the shelves, regardless of grade, were all included in the storage ring by him, and his storage bag had already been searched by the people of the Xia family, but only the two storage rings hidden in his body were available.

Fortunately, the people here are all under him, and even more, all the cultivators are shocked by what he has done, how can they still have the heart to observe what he uses, but they are not afraid of being discovered.

The people of the Forge Refining Hall have been very happy recently, because of their hall master Li Batian, the great revenge has been avenged, and their temper has finally returned to normal.

In recent years, because of some unpleasant things, Li Batian was irritable and irritable, and he killed people at every turn, which made his subordinates tremble, but fortunately, all this is gone, since the erasure of Huayun Pavilion, and the arrest of an enemy a few days ago, this has returned to normal.

Li Chengfeng, as one of the few late-stage Qi refining cultivators in Xia Jing, was promoted by Li Batian recently because of his outstanding performance a few days ago, taking over the position of the former deacon Li Hui, which can be described as prosperous.

As soon as Li Hui died, his henchman Li Liu threw himself under Li Chengfeng's door, fortunately, it had a little relationship, no, today is Li Chengfeng's management of the general shop, Li Liu served tea and poured water on the side, and served him skillfully and respectfully.

"Huh?" Li Chengfeng, who was originally sitting upright and enjoying the tea, frowned, and said unhappily: "Let's take a look, who is making noise in the store?"

"Yes, Third Master!" Hearing his words, Li Liu said with a flattering smile, there was a commotion before, he also heard it in his ears, but he was thinking about it in his heart, he was not a person who did not open his eyes, and dared to spread wild in his shop, but he was serving Li Chengfeng at this time, but he couldn't leave, this time he had his orders, and he was about to turn around and leave. But I heard a thud.

"Boom!"

But before he could turn around and leave, the door of the hall here exploded with a bang, bursting towards the two of them, and then a cyan figure rushed in, its speed was so fast that both of them were unable to react.

"What person?" As a late-stage Qi refining cultivator, Li Chengfeng was the first to discover the clues, but it was also after the gate was broken, just a little earlier than Li Liu.

It can be said that Li Chengfeng's reaction was really not slow, but before he could make a move, his right hand had just put on the storage bag, and the figure had already approached, and a blue and gold light flashed, and his right hand left his body, but he didn't notice the pain at all.

When he felt wrong, when he looked down, he saw that his palm had fallen to the ground, and he couldn't do anything else, so he endured the sharp pain that came, and immediately a short body rolled over, he only thought about running for his life at this time, but he forgot that someone could break his arm with one blow, how could he be allowed to escape.

Seeing Li Chengfeng like a clown, rolling on the ground and fleeing for his life, the corners of Wang Mo's mouth hooked a touch of coldness, it was him, who bullied Yang Shan'er in front of Wang Mo, forcing her to kill herself, and didn't even find the body, how could he let him leave so easily.

Quickly stepped forward, waved his hand and swept the frightened Li Liu away, and in his big stride, he only heard a 'click' sound, and one of Li Chengfeng's left legs was trampled off.

Li Chengfeng looked at Wang Mo with frightened eyes, because of the pain in his mouth, he could only make a loud gasping sound, obviously the pain had made him forget to speak, he only remembered the horror, obviously recognized who it was.

Ignoring Li Chengfeng, he simply bent over, clenched his left hand into a fist, and went straight down, in Li Chengfeng's painful and twisted desperate eyes, a punch hit his dantian, and he saw that he was like a deflated ball, and he suddenly languished to the ground, his whole body convulsed, and he didn't even have the strength to hum miserably.

glanced at Li Chengfeng coldly, took off the storage bag on his waist, and reached out to the joints around him one after another, only to hear a popping sound, Li Chengfeng's sluggish body twitched again, and there was no more sound, leaving his chest slightly undulating, as if he was still alive.