Li Shan Junxiong, who was lying in the ruins, looked at the many clansmen behind him very miserably, his face was pale, and it was difficult to fight anymore.

For a moment, he even despaired that today, his Li Shan tribe might really be in a catastrophe, and maybe from now on, there would really be no Li Shan clan in this southern Xinjiang land.

However, just when Mo Ming defeated the black-robed man strongly, and at the moment when Mo Ming's figure flashed to fight Li Wenturan, a trace of hope flashed in Li Shanjunxiong's eyes.

Similarly, Mo Ming's strength shocked his heart, but unlike Li Wenturan and others, he only had endless happiness in his heart, which was the comfort of the enemy's blood and the resentment in his heart being vented.

Although from this moment on, the black-robed monk was not defeated by him, and although the crisis in the entire Li Shan Department was not really over, and he couldn't even see any turnaround, his eyes were staring at the two people in front of him.

But I saw that at this time, Li Wenturan washed his black robe and added to his body, except for the wrinkled cheeks, this person couldn't see the twilight that the old man should have, but stood on the spot, and his figure was abnormal!

Li Wen Turan has the cultivation of the Great Perfection Realm, but unlike the black-robed monk who was defeated by Mo Ming, the cultivation on his body fluctuates more deeply, and while rushing towards Mo Ming, it also brings out layers of palpitating murderous aura.

"The wind moves!"

Suddenly, Li Wenturan snorted coldly, and saw a stinging whirlwind suddenly blowing, moving with his old palms, among which there were black runes flashing, extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, he rushed towards Mo Ming.

Mo Ming immediately showed a different color, but saw that those runes did not appear as strong and dangerous miracles as he imagined, but were plain, as if they were really a gust of wind.

However, because of this, Mo Ming instantly felt that a monstrous killing intent was revealed from it, and he didn't have time to think about it, his whole person flashed in the air, and the killing technique was directly unleashed, and he disappeared into the void.

The next moment, a killing sword came out, the tip of the sword flashed with silver light, and as soon as Fang appeared, with a palpitating aura, it directly passed through the layers of black runes, and went straight to Li Wenturan.

"Yun Yong!"

Li Wenturan suddenly snorted again, and didn't seem to even glance at the flying sword that shot at him, his deep eyes were always staring at the void where Mo Ming disappeared, and he raised his hand and waved it fiercely.

Suddenly, I saw bursts of white clouds and mist appear out of thin air, surging with the fierce wind of the black runes, and in an instant, the flying sword that shot was wrapped tightly.

And at this moment, a startling scene appeared, only to hear a piercing metal knocking sound suddenly coming from the surging clouds, and before people could react to what was happening, they saw the silver killing machine suddenly rewind back, and the void shook, and Mo Ming's figure staggered out.

"Boy, die!"

Li Wenturan shouted, his old eyes suddenly burst out with murderous intent, and his two hands pinched out several magic tricks one after another, and then slapped at Mo Ming suddenly.

At the same time, Mo Ming's face was ugly, and there was even more shock in his heart, because he found that this old man was far more powerful than he imagined, and the power of this spell actually broke his killing technique, which had rarely happened in the past.

However, as Li Wenturan's voice fell, his face also sank, and he rushed out without the slightest hesitation, swinging his fists, directly showing the physical power of the Golden Body Realm.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Two explosions sounded, Mo Ming's fist directly collided with Li Wenturan's palms, and suddenly the void shook, and a wave of qi rippled violently, destroying some domed tents not far away in an instant, and even some of the clansmen of the Lishan tribe were also shocked by the air wave and flew out.

Li Wenturan's figure regressed suddenly, and the old man's face showed an unconcealable shock, he originally thought that he was overestimating Mo Ming, but he didn't expect that he was still a little underestimated.

Mo Ming's cultivation in the foundation building Great Perfection Realm and the physical body of the Golden Body Realm, together they are no longer comparable to ordinary foundation building Great Perfection realm monks, or they also have the strength to fight with the early stage monks of Jindan, how can Li Wentu Ran easily contend with them.

And with only these two punches, Li Wenturan retreated and his throat was even sweeter, and he almost couldn't hold back spurting blood.

"Tuye, what are you waiting for, hurry up and kill Li Shanbu!"

Suddenly, Li Wenturan turned his head and drank loudly at the late foundation building witch cultivator on the other side, because he felt a trace of crisis, which made the initial strength in his heart loosen, and he was worried that something unexpected would happen.

And the next moment, he pinched again, a black robe stirred in the wind, and a black wooden stick flashed out of the wide sleeved robe, which was directly waved at Mo Ming with his big hand.

"Jindan period of the magic weapon!"

Mo Ming's pupils immediately shrank violently, and his eyes stared at the wooden stick, revealing a trace of emotion.

However, he didn't hesitate, his figure flashed again, and he came with a killing machine, still bombarding with his bare hands, and his fists smashed down like meteors, causing the void to emit a piercing roar.

It's not that he hasn't seen the magic weapon of the Jindan period, so he doesn't have the slightest fear at all, but the whole person's fighting spirit is stronger.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, Mo Ming's fist smashed on the wooden stick, causing a ripple, causing Li Wenturan's whole person to tremble, and an irresistible huge force struck, and he couldn't help but retreat again.

Mo Ming's face was calm, his movements did not stop, and he swung his fist again, but at this moment, his face suddenly changed, and an unconcealable anger came out.

"You're damned!"

With an angry roar, Mo Ming immediately turned around, his eyes stared at the Wu Xiu in the late stage of foundation building on the other side, but he saw that the other party was pinching a girl who was only four or five years old in one hand, and he was about to wipe it out.

And the little girl was staring at a pair of clear eyes, and a small face was already white, with a deep fear.

Mo Ming was angry, he didn't think about helping Li Shan Junxiong, and he didn't think too much about the life or death of the Li Shan tribe, but when he saw this little girl, he couldn't help but have a monstrous flame in his heart.

He suddenly realized that the girl's face was somewhat similar to Xiao Mo Xin, she was also four or five years old, and she also had a pair of clear eyes, and even at the moment when he found out that the witch cultivator had choked the little girl's neck, he mistakenly thought that it was really Xiao Mo Xin.

Yes, as soon as the angry shouts fell, Mo Ming rushed over, and his fists smashed out without the slightest hesitation, reaching the other party's chest.

His speed is not unfast, because of anger, so he did not hesitate to show his peak state, and because of that déjà vu, his fist smashed out with unprecedented strength.

Suddenly, the void shook, and the strong killing intent made the witch cultivator turn his head and then he was suddenly shocked, but just wanted to dodge, Mo Ming's fist had arrived, but when he heard two dull flesh impacts, the witch cultivator flew out upside down like a kite with a broken string, and the big mouthful of blood seemed to be a desperate vomit, and his face was even more pale and seriously injured.

On the other side, Li Wenturan's eyes immediately widened with anger when he saw this scene, some were shocked and even more incredulous, he really didn't expect Mo Ming to suddenly bombard that witch cultivator, and what he didn't expect was that Mo Ming's angry blow was so powerful, he didn't give him and that witch cultivator any time to react at all.

And before he could react, the next moment, his angry face directly turned hideous, because Mo Ming didn't stop at all, deceived the money, and smashed another punch on the witch cultivator's chest.

"Boy, you dare!"

Li Wenturan suddenly shouted, and as he spoke, his body moved, and he rushed over.

However, Mo Ming was not moved at all, as if he didn't hear it, his fist smashed up without the slightest pause, and directly smashed his chest into it.

"Poof!"

The witch Xiu immediately coughed up blood, and there was still unconcealable horror in his eyes, but it was only a few breaths before his vitality dissipated, and he completely died in this punch.

Mo Ming glanced at it lightly, without any surprises, because such a scene was not expected by him at all, this witch cultivator only had the cultivation in the late stage of foundation building, and with his current cultivation, he could already be completely crushed.

And he was even more fearless about Li Wenturan's return, because since he saw the little girl, he didn't think about staying behind.

Almost at the moment when the witch cultivator died, he turned around and rushed towards the black-robed old man.

"Boy, you should be damned, you dare to kill my clansmen in front of me, I must cramp and skin you!" Li Wen Turan was already furious, unlike before, the black-robed witch cultivator who had the same cultivation as him had finally survived under his obstruction, but now, the clansman he called Tuye was killed without waiting for him to react, how could he not be angry.

Li Wen Turan's eyes seemed to be dripping blood, and when he rushed in, there was no pause, and his two hands suddenly slapped a magic trick towards Mo Ming, and the speed was not unpleasant.

However, his speed was fast, Mo Ming's speed was even faster, and before his magic seal was really revealed, Mo Ming's fist had already exploded, and the fist wind was clanging, as if it was about to smash this void, with an unmatchable momentum, it smashed into Li Wenturan's chest.

It is foreseeable that at this time, Mo Ming really showed all his strength, without the slightest retention, and he was extremely strong.

"Poof!"

Suddenly, Li Wenturan flew upside down, blood spilled into the sky, and his old face suddenly turned pale, and then, inevitably, that face became more and more hideous.

"You forced me!"

Li Wenturan almost gritted his teeth and popped out these words, and as soon as he stabilized his body, he slammed his chest hard, a mouthful of blood sprayed, and then his hands were drawing a circle.

"Wu said, you should be weak!"

Li Wenturan snorted coldly, and suddenly the two circles suddenly disappeared into the void with a flash of light.

At the same time, Mo Ming's face changed uncontrollably slightly, and he felt a crisis, and just as he wanted to dodge, he suddenly found that every inch of the essence in his flesh and blood was passing rapidly, as if there was some strange power that sucked those essences away, making him feel a sense of weakness in an instant.

"What kind of spell is this!"

Mo Ming's heart suddenly shook, and he had a sense of déjà vu, and suddenly remembered that when Luo Jianzong and Yu Bansheng were fighting, the "Decay Two-Character Suppression Sealing Technique" had such an effect, and it was a vicious technique specifically aimed at body refiners.

"Wu said, you should be seriously injured!"

Suddenly, Li Wenturan spoke again, and the hands smashed into the void again, drew two fists, and then shook and pointed at this Mo Ming.

Suddenly, Mo Ming snorted violently, his body shook and he almost fell headlong.

And in his body, he was discovering that a strange power appeared on his body out of thin air, and the flesh that was comparable to the magic weapon of desserts in the foundation building period suddenly cracked the skin inch by inch, and blood spilled out.

Mo Ming was suddenly shocked, he had received some injuries at this moment, although it was not serious, the strange power actually had a momentum of aggravation, and the cracked wound became deeper and deeper.

Immediately, Mo Ming hurriedly urged the spiritual power in his body to forcibly suppress the ravages of that strange power, and then the whole person rushed towards Li Wenturan at great speed.

At this moment, Li Wenturan raised his hand for the third time and drew two circles, and then pointed at Mo Ming.

However, unlike before, at this time, his eyes were undoubtedly cold, and he couldn't hide his murderous intentions, as if he had seen the scene of Mo Ming's death on the spot, and the corners of his mouth even floated a trace of arc.

"Wu Said......

"Say your uncle!

Suddenly, Mo Ming burst into a shout, his speed suddenly doubled, and he didn't even pay attention to the wounds on his body and the feeling of weakness in his body, he bit his fist and smashed it into Li Wenturan's chest.

"Boom!"

With a muffled sound, Li Wentu Ran just wanted to react, but this punch was too fast, and he really didn't expect Mo Ming to have the strength to swing this punch after receiving his two blows, and his upright body finally revealed the outline that belonged to the old man, and then suddenly flew upside down, and a mouthful of blood couldn't stop spraying out.

And Mo Ming kept moving, the anger on his face could not be concealed, and he quickly deceived himself, and his fists smashed down like raindrops, until the vitality in Li Wenturan's body dissipated, and the flashing eyes still had a horror that could not be concealed, and he stopped.

Mo Ming exhaled deeply, looking at Li Wenturan, who was already dead and couldn't die anymore, he couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth in the end!

"I'll let you say ...... again"