Ji Mingyue's face was very pale, and she looked at Mo Ming with some worry in her eyes.

This kind of worry is not contrived, although she is still Mo Ming's prisoner, although the cultivation in her body is still the same as before when she was sealed and cannot use any spiritual power, and although she can't have a good impression of Mo Ming from the bottom of her heart.

But it can't be denied that she is really worried about Mo Ming, because compared to Feng Jianhan and Wang Huozi, she hopes that Mo Ming can survive and be able to resolve this crisis.

If Mo Ming dies, then it will be the end of death for her, and in Mo Ming's hands, although her cultivation is sealed and her freedom is restricted, there is at least some possibility of living, she has made an agreement with Bai Xiu before, as long as she can finally refine the pill that Bai Xiu wants, she will be free.

Although, from the beginning, she was not very sure that Bai Xiu would keep his promise, but all this was better than falling into the hands of Feng Jianhan, because once it fell into the hands of Feng Jianhan, it could really be regarded as a place of death and no place to be buried.

With the relationship between the two, coupled with the hostility between the Feng family and the Ji family, there is no possibility of her survival. Maybe something more desperate will happen in the end than death.

This is what Ji Mingyue does not want, and it is also the reason why she is worried about Mo Ming.

She could see that Mo Ming's face had obviously become extremely pale after using two swords, and the blood qi in his body was much weaker than at the beginning, and his breath was weak and strong, and it was clear that he had been seriously injured.

Of course, Ji Mingyue was still surprised from the bottom of her heart that Mo Ming was able to perform such an attack, the strength of this attack was far beyond the strength that a foundation building period monk should have.

Don't think about it, everything is because of that long knife glowing with a demonic red glow, and with Mo Mingcai's strength in the early stage of foundation building, such an attack must have paid a great price.

Therefore, Ji Mingyue was worried, she was worried that Mo Ming would fall on the spot, and she was afraid that once Mo Ming was defeated and died, she would fall into the hands of Feng Jianhan.

She held Mo Ming with one hand, and although her cultivation was sealed, she still tried to find out Mo Ming's physical condition at the first time according to the ancient pulse diagnosis technique.

Because she is an alchemist, she has countless wound-healing pills on her body, as well as several life-saving pills, as long as she does not hurt the original element, she is sure that Mo Ming will not die of exhaustion.

"Ahem!"

Mo Ming coughed, he was more surprised and surprised that Ji Mingyue suddenly got up to support him and said something of concern, but it was obvious that this kind of moment was not the time to answer or ask.

Because, the king camel won't give him time, he can't tell the condition of his body, let alone pause, almost at the same time as Ji Mingyue mixed with him, the king camel has disappeared into the void again, and he had to grit his teeth and swing a knife again.

And because the action was too big, Mo Ming shook Ji Mingyue into the distance, broke away from the battle, and faced Wang Huozi alone.

Suddenly, the sword slashed through the void, as bright as the bright moon, but there was a monstrous killing intent in the scarlet qi and blood.

This knife is already Mo Ming's last knife, and it is also his most fighting knife, so with an indomitable momentum, it seems that he can smash this piece of heaven and earth, and the target goes straight to the wind sword in the distance.

"Buzz!"

The sound of breaking the air was sharp and piercing, endless, as if time stood still at this moment, and only this peerless knife was left in the entire heaven and earth.

"I have here an elixir to nourish the blood!

Suddenly, at the same time, a crisp voice came into Mo Ming's ears, but Ji Mingyue, who was shocked out, waved her hand and threw a storage bag to Mo Ming.

Mo Ming almost instinctively caught the storage bag, and it was not until the knife slashed out and the storage bag fell into his hand that he reacted.

Just now, Ji Mingyue knew how the injury in Mo Ming's body was caused, so he threw out this storage bag between the lightning and flint, wanting Mo Ming to swallow the pill in it, so that he could have the ability to fight again.

Mo Ming didn't hesitate, and he didn't dare to hesitate, because after this knife, his qi and blood were no longer enough to support him, and before he fell, he had to stand strong!

He rubbed it with one hand, and then opened his mouth to inhale, and several pills flew out of the storage bag, and instantly entered his mouth, and he swallowed it like jelly beans.

It's all slow, but it's just a breath or two. From Mo Ming wielding the knife and Ji Mingyue throwing the storage bag to him swallowing the pill, the speed is not fast.

And with an earth-shattering loud noise, Wang Huozi stopped the knife, and Mo Ming also felt an extremely huge medicinal power.

Suddenly, Mo Ming's originally pale face instantly turned red, and even a pair of eyes seemed to be bleeding, and the only remaining qi and blood on his body were surging rapidly, growing at a strange speed, getting thicker and thicker.

"Kill!"

Mo Ming roared, and the whole person moved instantly, not giving Wang Huozi any time to borrow, and raised his sword again to slash horizontally, killing Feng Jian Han.

This is his fourth knife, a desperate one!

"Junior, you're looking for death! I'd like to see how many swords you can cast!"

In the distance, Wang Huozi had a calm old face, obviously, he had already seen that Mo Ming was seriously injured, and every knife was overdrawing his life, and Mo Ming's life would not be long!

Yes, instead of being angry, he laughed, raised his hand and slapped out a killing technique to bombard the sword, waiting for Mo Ming to die of serious injuries due to exhaustion.

At the same time, Feng Jianhan on the other side had a pale face, he didn't make a move from beginning to end, although he was higher than Mo Ming's cultivation, but he was really frightened by the sword before, and there was fear in his eyes that was difficult to hide.

And this kind of fear, because Mo Ming repeatedly attacked him, made him more and more angry, and the whole person seemed to be crazy, thinking about how to crush Mo Ming's bones and ashes to relieve the hatred in his heart.

Suddenly, his eyes suddenly turned to see Ji Mingyue, who had just thrown the storage bag to Mo Ming not far away, and an extremely hideous smile suddenly bloomed on his face, and his figure suddenly turned vertical, heading straight for Ji Mingyue.

"Ji Mingyue, I suddenly changed my decision, I won't kill you easily, I want you to be my Ding Furnace, I want you to be the crotch of this son for the rest of your life! Haha......"

Feng Jian smiled coldly, because of his fear of Mo Ming's knife, he turned all these fears into anger, wanting to vent on Ji Mingyue, he wanted to see Ji Mingyue's better face showing a look of despair.

However, just as his voice fell, before his body was close to Ji Mingyue, an extremely faint sound of breaking the air suddenly sounded in the void.

"Poof!"

A stream of blood suddenly burst out from Feng Jianhan's chest, splashing several feet high, and a silver-glowing killing sword suddenly passed through his chest, and disappeared into the void in an instant.

Feng Jianhan's hideous face suffocated suddenly, and an extremely incredible look suddenly appeared in his eyes, which turned into monstrous fear.

"Childe!"

At the same time, Wang Huozi was shocked, and after struggling to disperse Mo Ming's sword, he couldn't pay attention to Mo Ming anymore, and quickly flew towards the wind and sword.

"Uncle Wang, ...... Help me, I'm ...... Don't want to die ......"

Feng Jianhan opened his mouth and shouted, there was great fear in his eyes, he really couldn't think of what it was, but his voice was very weak, because blood spurted out of his mouth at the same time, and the vitality in his body was disappearing at an extremely fast speed.

"Childe!"

Wang Huozi completely changed color, hugged the cold body of the wind sword, raised his hand and injected spiritual power into his body, wanting to save his life.

But the next moment, Wang Huozi was stunned, his spiritual power could not prevent the loss of vitality in Feng Jianhan's body, but in a few breaths, the vitality disappeared, and Feng Jianhan's eyes that still had a strong fear immediately lost their brilliance and died completely!

"Childe, the old slave is a big crime, the old slave is not well guarded!" Wang Huozi mourned, and suddenly raised his head suddenly.

"Who's it!

Wang Huozi roared angrily, thinking that he was originally a killer at the peak of the Yuan Infant Stage, who had cultivated the immortal realm for hundreds of years, although he finally became a slave by the Feng family, and his cultivation also fell to the early stage of Jindan, but his strength was still far beyond that of ordinary monks of the same realm.

But that's it, he couldn't protect the safety of the little master, and let people kill him under his nose.

How could he bear it, anger and murderous intent flashed out of his eyes.

Suddenly, at this moment, a young man dressed in bloody clothes suddenly walked out of the void more than ten zhang behind the king camel.

The young man's face was pale, and he was holding a silver-white killing sword, the tip of the sword had been broken, but it still exuded an extremely strong murderous aura, and it could be seen that the sword that had just killed Feng Jianhan was from his hand.

He didn't look at the angry king camel, but looked at Mo Ming, who was already crumbling on the other side.

"Mo Ming, I'm late!"