Look at the white vulture in front of him who meditates and breathes and restores his physical strength. Mo Yu, who used to hunt in the mountains all year round, now treats the other party as if he were prey.

He first put a talisman on his chest, and then released a flying sword, using gravity to make his body float up, and his feet moved slowly on the ground.

The quiet air fluctuates suddenly, very slightly, and ordinary martial arts practitioners are not aware of it, but the white vulture is immediately sensitive, out of instinctive movements, there is no appropriate adjective enough to describe its fast, that is, without even opening its eyes, it wants to get up and jump away from here.

The white vulture was startled, and was about to make a move, but suddenly he heard two slight earth-breaking sounds under his feet, with a slight yellow light, and the earth where he was suddenly entwined on his feet.

"Earth Trapping Technique!" Looking at this sudden miracle, the white vulture couldn't help but exclaim, since the other party had already launched an attack, it meant that the enemy was about to appear soon. Thinking about this, the white vultures calmed down,

"Whew"

At this time, several wooden arrows flew towards the white vulture with the sound of breaking wind. In the blink of an eye, he fell into such a passive position, and the white vulture looked a little annoyed at this time, but he had no choice but to have the other party to grasp the opportunity, so he had to use his luck and mana to support a body protection technique.

"Bang Bang"

The wooden arrows shot at the man in a row, causing the yellow light on his body to shake for a while, but unfortunately it immediately returned to normal, but the light was a little dim.

"The body protection technique on the uncle's body, how can the small wooden arrow technique be broken" The man's face was rampant, and at the same time, he quickly released a flying sword, but the pinching of the magic in his hand was even faster.

Just as the white vulture wanted to use the flying sword to cut off the restraints under his feet, there was a sound of breaking wind behind him, and he had no choice but to temporarily hit his flying sword behind him.

"Bell"

A crisp voice came, and when he looked back, in addition to seeing two flying swords colliding in the air, the white eagle also saw that Mo Yu was holding a long sword and attacking him.

"Look for death, you kid still dare to come and attack me!" Seeing that it was the same kid who had escaped from his subordinates before, the white vulture shouted angrily on his face.

I am also a master of one party, and I have done a lot of murder and goods before. This kid saw that he was alone and came back to attack him, did he really think he was a soft persimmon!

Mo Yu's eyes were full of murderous intent, and he swept in front of the white vulture without saying a word, and the enemy's eyes were red when he saw him, and he couldn't help but stab at the white vulture's protective light shield.

Originally, the white eagle looked at the other party's sword with disdain, and took out a talisman in his hand. But after this sword was stabbed, the sword body burst out with dazzling spiritual power in vain, and an incomparably sharp aura was suddenly exposed.

"It's also a flying sword!"

The white vulture suddenly showed a look of surprise on his face, he never thought that the other party actually had a flying sword, and he did not release it from the enemy, but held it in his hand and fought hand-to-hand like a secular warrior.

Since it is a spiritual weapon, I am afraid that my talisman technique will not be able to resist a few times at all.

Let the other party get close, and I'm afraid I won't have time to use the spell again!

This white vulture is not a mediocre person, at the moment of crisis, he was ruthless in his heart with the idea of dying together, and inspired the talisman in his hand, regardless of the sword that pierced the light curtain towards him, and shot the ice picks condensed from the talisman with the finger of his right hand towards the other party.

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The sword pierced through his body, but the icicle failed to pierce the opponent's body. The white vulture looked at the scene with a look of horror on his face, and before he could think about it, the other party slashed through the sword again, and his eyes fell into darkness.

The flying sword in the air that was fighting with Mo Yu's flying sword also fell directly because of the loss of aura support at this time, Mo Yu looked at some ice slag on his chest, and couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

After Mo Yu unceremoniously scavenged all the things on this person's body, he only found some spirit stones, talismans and a transmission note, plus a medium-grade flying sword that fell to the side, these are probably all the belongings of this person.

"It's really shabby" shot a fireball and burned the corpse, Mo Yudao.

"It's that this transmission note can be put to good use...", Mo Yu squatted on the ground and drew it with his fingers.

"It's noon, and this side should be north, and this side is south. With the place where I was ambushed, these four should each search in one direction... This is where the white vulture goes...", he said, his finger on the ground to roughly trace the search route of the four people.

"A few people must be headed by Hanmu Daoren, and this transmission note must fly in his direction, so that they can intercept and kill him..."

After thinking carefully for a while, Mo Yu took out the transmission note, punched a divine thought into it, and after urging the spiritual power, the talisman flew away from his palm. And Mo Yu followed this and flew away with the transmission note.

"I really can't let this kid escape!" On the other side, Hanmu Daoren, who didn't have any clues, said with a cold self-annoying face. The thought of the actions of a few people that might be pointed out by this kid made Hanmu Daoren more and more annoyed.

"Huh?" Suddenly, he found a transmission note galloping from afar, and the Taoist finally showed joy on his face, thinking that several other people must have discovered the whereabouts of the kid.

After receiving the transmission note, Hanmu Daoren found that only the use was left inside, "I found that kid in the east." In just a few words, he didn't think much about it, just thought that it was inconvenient for others to follow the kid and spread the sound, so he immediately set up the spirit weapon and rushed to the east.

Mo Yu was in the middle of a forest, holding all his low-level talismans in his hands, looking at the figure on the spirit weapon flying in the distance, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

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Half an hour later, Mo Yu, who was meditating, slowly opened his eyes, and from the many broken trees and potholed ground around him, he could imagine the fierce battle that had taken place not long ago.

That Hanmu Daoist deserved to be an old Jianghu, he consumed all the low-level talismans, and used a medium-grade spiritual weapon wood spirit lock and the only high-grade spiritual weapon Jade Ruyi, before temporarily suppressing the other party in one fell swoop.

After several battles, Mo Yu also saw his own shortcomings. Although he coped well with the timing and transient changes in battle, the battle between the monks was more than that. In terms of overriding spiritual weapons, Mo Yu is still slightly insufficient.

It's not that a high-level spirit weapon will necessarily be able to suppress a low-level spirit weapon, it depends on the person who uses the spirit weapon. Just like this time, the Hanmu Dao people only relied on two medium-grade spiritual weapons, and they fought with themselves.

However, for the first time, using a high-grade and medium-grade spiritual weapon at the same time consumed Mo Yu's own spiritual power. Fortunately, the other party only had two spiritual weapons, and when the spiritual power of both sides was consumed, the two engaged in hand-to-hand combat.

To Mo Yu's surprise, the kung fu of this Hanmu Dao person was also not weak, and the two of them fought hundreds of rounds with weapons in hand. Later, Mo Yu adopted the style of fighting with injuries for injuries, and the people of Hanmu Dao were not to be outdone, and they fought with their lives with the same ferocity.

It's just that when the Hanmu Dao people found that their injuries were getting worse and worse, and the other party's physical defense was so strong that they were perverted, they panicked in their hearts. was dragged to death by Mo Yu relying on the advantage of physical toughness.

Thinking that these people should be the "regulars" of this Evergreen Society, where are the opponents of the scattered cultivators who are generally alone, they can't even escape.

A few people at the Evergreen Meeting specifically looked for a lone loose cultivator, first saying that it was easy to be bullied by the monks of the big family when it was easy to be alone in the opportunity, and there was a danger of being killed and robbed of treasures after the Evergreen Conference.

"If my guess is correct, these men have been keeping an eye on them all these days, quietly leaving before the meeting is over, they are following on their backs, and they have set up an ambush on the road. I'm afraid that I will solve myself, and I will go back and kill the woman who claims to be the Red Lotus Sanren. Looking at the corpse of the Hanmu Daoist, Mo Yu couldn't help but shake his head secretly.

Sure enough, the rivers and lakes are still sinister. The rivers and lakes of cultivators are the same, it is also a place where people eat people and do not spit out bones.

Next, after searching the other party's things, he also shot a fireball to destroy the opponent's corpse, after doing all this, Mo Yu no longer delayed, although there was no one nearby, but it seemed a little unsafe to stay here, he unfolded the wind control technique, and hurried overnight. Mo Yu ran for more than two hundred miles in one breath, and it was not until midnight that he casually found a cave to rest, and then got up early the next morning and set off, quietly returning to the Qingxu Sect.

Then he went to the alchemy workshop and returned to the site of the waste pill room.

"Senior brother!"

At this time, it was already noon, and the disciples led by Deng Feng were resting in the sun, and when they saw Mo Yu, they hurriedly bowed and saluted.

"Well, what's going on lately?" lowered his head and straightened his clothes, Mo Yu said without raising his head.

"Please rest assured, senior brother, everything is fine. ”

Deng Feng replied respectfully, as for why Mo Yu went out for more than half a month, he didn't ask a word, the troubles are all due to the fact that he has spoken more, and the troubles are all caused by the strong, the whereabouts of this senior brother, which round has he been able to talk more.

He was very satisfied with his knowledge and nodded

"Well, you're busy. ”

With that, he went back to his room.

The things in the house are still in the same place, it seems that although he left during this time, no one has ever approached this place, which is beneficial to the desolation of the waste pill room, and no one will disturb him at ordinary times, for the original choice, Mo Yu is quite complacent, not only has enough pills, but also has a place to meditate and cultivate, killing two birds with one stone.

Although this trip encountered some troubles, it can even be said to be very dangerous, but the harvest is also very rich, in addition to the looted spirit stone treasures, as well as the things bought at the trading stalls, plus his own physical breakthrough, it is not worth the trip.

It's just that this trip is also very dangerous, if you don't get the escape charm, I'm afraid that I can come back is two words.

In this world where murder is not illegal, strength is the most important. No, it turns out that the world can also kill people without breaking the law..."Suddenly thinking of the past, Mo Yu felt a pain in his heart.