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As soon as Mo Ming walked out of the dense forest, everyone found him. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info, but no one turned their heads to look at it.

Except for the monks who climbed the stairs with difficulty, all the people in the valley were red-eyed, or they fought separately, or in groups of threes and twos, and all kinds of methods with extreme magic were used without any scruples.

For a moment, this place became extremely violent, and the roar of the sword qi piercing the void and the sound of many desperate shouts made it feel unnaturally like they had come to a battlefield.

The dazzling shock shot towards Mo Ming from afar, no one stepped forward to ask, and no one said anything, let alone an accidental attack, but was really directly rushed up by someone, wanting to wipe out Mo Ming on the spot.

Mo Ming's pupils shrank for the first time, and he wanted to look at this place more but he couldn't help it, so he raised his hand and slapped his palm fiercely, and then jumped into the battle in front of him.

This situation was not too unexpected by Mo Ming, because the purpose of the person who rushed towards him was not to kill him on the spot, but to completely drag Mo Ming into this muddy water, and anyone present knew very well in their hearts that once someone watched coldly from the sidelines, they would be the unlucky ones in the end.

The fight between the snipe and the clam has long become an instinct in everyone's hearts, and it is impossible to let it happen, let alone let yourself become a snipe and a mussel!

However, the person who killed Mo Ming didn't see Mo Ming's cultivation clearly after all, or he didn't have time to let them think about the pros and cons while discovering that Mo Ming's aura was strong, and the reason why he shot was completely instinctive.

Therefore, when Mo Ming's first palm was slapped, and then he jumped up and rushed over, the man opened his pupils fiercely, and wanted to stop but was too late to be waved by Mo Ming's big hand, and a scarlet light swept through his neck, throwing a big head into the sky.

In an instant, it was just an instant, and a person who had fought with others before was in a different place, bleeding on the spot, and became a corpse that could only be trampled on.

Those monks who were not too far away from Mo Ming suddenly showed surprised faces, and the blood red in their eyes showed signs of awakening, but then with the head thrown into the sky and the bright red blood splashed high, they each returned to their previous appearance, and raised their hands and waved a spell to attack others or kill the original enemy.

Of course, there were also people who killed Mo Ming, and Mo Ming's lightning speed to kill a person not only did not make those people hesitate at all, but became more and more crazy.

Among these people were men and women, older monks and leaders of their peers.

And this person who killed Mo Ming was an old man who was full of dead silence, and there was a thunderous momentum when he raised his hand, and his rickety body had an unconcealable cold momentum, and in the midst of the roar, his old palm seemed to turn into a huge eagle claw, accompanied by a sharp eagle cry, and he grabbed it fiercely.

Mo Ming didn't say a word, but his expression became more and more cold, seeing that the old man's killing move was coming, he didn't hesitate too much, he also raised his hand and waved it, and his five fingers were connected a few times in the air.

"Whew!"

As soon as an extremely low sound of breaking the air sounded, the Stygian Flower Sword suddenly appeared on the old man's neck, and the long sword body swirled around the old man's neck, and the next moment he saw scarlet blood gushing out, and the old man's old head rolled down, and the deep-seated pupils still carried an extremely cold killing intention, but there was no anger at all.

"Old Man Iron Eagle was killed......"

I don't know who exclaimed, the three or five battle groups around Mo Ming unconsciously stopped their hands at the same time, and they all turned their heads to look at Mo Ming, and their faces showed surprise.

"The early stage of Jindan! How can it be the early stage of Jindan!"

Someone immediately shouted in surprise, as if they couldn't believe it, but they had to believe it.

Because Mo Ming's quick killing made everyone unable to react, it was only at this time that everyone could pay attention to Mo Ming.

And the killing of the first person may just be due to luck, after all, there are too many monks here, and no one can really pay attention to how one person kills others.

But killing two people in a row, and killing the enemy with one hit, one of them is still an old guy who has half a body into the ground, so it has to be noticed.

This is no longer a matter of luck, but a manifestation of real strength, and there are almost no one present who can do this.

In an instant, the monks in Mo Ming's body unconsciously gasped, and someone gradually woke up from the fight just now, and his eyes flashed with a light and jealousy and quietly widened the distance between himself and Mo Ming.

And some people randomly fought with others with their pupils slightly, and they didn't care about Mo Ming's toughness.

There are even people who know that Mo Ming can show the early cultivation of Jindan, but they still have a fierce light in their eyes, and the killing intent in their eyes is uncertain, and they have the intention of killing Mo Ming.

Mo Ming stood in place with a cold face, his gaze swept over the faces of the monks who were thinking about him, and then his figure flashed again, rushing towards the monk closest to him.

At present, for Mo Ming, killing one person is killing, and killing two people is also killing, since everyone doesn't ask the reason, regardless of the result, they only care about their own battles, then he has nothing to say, only if he kills others, he doesn't dare to do it, and he can't resist killing himself to understand why everyone is doing it, and whether this place is really a cave for witches.

And with Mo Ming's current cultivation, in the face of people who have been suppressed by the will of the witch immortals and can only show the cultivation of the Great Perfection Realm of Foundation Building, there is nothing to fear, and there is nothing worth caring about.

The people who can come to this place, no one has the slightest compassion, not so much that human life is not as good as mustard, but more so compared to life, the treasures of this place are what everyone pays the most attention to.

"Kill!"

In an instant, the roar sounded again, and some people fled extremely fast, wanting to distance themselves from Mo Ming, while some people rushed up directly without any fear, and shot at Mo Ming at the same time with four or five people.

Suddenly, the dazzling frightening flood almost covered the void of Mo Ming's radius of dozens of zhang, colorful, beautiful but full of murderous intentions.

The people who killed were very clear that a person who could show the early cultivation of Jindan was a terrifying existence, it was an uncertain factor, if it was not expelled, no one could feel at ease, even if everyone present was killed, it was useless, and in the face of such an existence alone, no one dared to guarantee that they would be able to win.

Three old guys with half of their bodies in the ground, one middle-aged, one old, and one old woman, rushed up to the extreme, accompanied by rolling waves, and the power was overwhelming.

The other two were young men, almost at the same time as the three old guys, and the brilliance of the spells and magic weapons overshadowed themselves, but there was an extreme killing machine rushing to their faces.

Mo Ming immediately changed color slightly, although he asked himself that he was not afraid of anyone present with his cultivation, but this was also without too many people joining forces, with the power of these three old guys and young men, if he was a little careless, it might still make him bleed on the spot.

Yes, just when the attack of the five people was about to come, Mo Ming showed all the cultivation in the early stage of Jindan without reservation, and the spiritual power in his body was stirred into a breathtaking wave of qi and swept away.

Then, he stomped on the ground with a fierce kick, and the whole person jumped up in an instant, and a finger was instantly pointed, and the Stygian Flower Sword swept out with a piercing sound of breaking through the air.

The sword flowers circled one after another, flashing around Mo Ming at great speed, and then a sonorous sound sounded, the spells of the three old guys were scattered, and the magic weapons of the two young men were also knocked out by the Stygian Sword.

Mo Ming's eyes suddenly flashed with a cold light, and without a moment's pause, his figure rushed out horizontally, and then directly disappeared into the void in front of him.

When it reappeared, two streams of blood splashed into the sky, and the heads of the two young men were cut off by Mo Ming's sword at the same time, and the killing technique completely revealed his power in such a battle situation, and because of the improvement of Mo Ming's cultivation, it was not weak at all compared to the original bitter camel.

Suddenly, the faces of the three old fellows changed drastically, and they all showed frightened looks, but before they could use any more means, the Stygian Flower Sword had quietly approached them, suddenly emerged from the void, and slashed at the neck of one of them in the middle of the roar.

"Poof!"

There was a muffled sound of a sharp weapon cutting through the flesh, the old woman's eyes widened, her hands covered her neck, but she couldn't stop the splash of blood, her body shook for a while, and finally it crashed to the end, and her head rolled down to the side like a ball.

"You ......"

The two remaining old fellows were shocked and opened their mouths to say something, but they only had time to glance at the rolling head, and they turned around without thinking, and the figures of the two of them expanded at an extreme speed in an instant, shooting into the distance like two streamers.

Mo Ming glanced at it coldly, and did not pursue it, but put away the old woman's storage bag with his hand, and then turned his gaze around.

The old guys here really don't feel moved, far weaker than the old guys Mo Ming had foreseen earlier, and until now, no one has seen anyone use a secret method to break through the suppression of this place and show their original cultivation.

There is no need to say more, that kind of secret method is still too rare after all, and the Li Miao and Han Qiu that Mo Ming encountered were completely due to luck. The vast majority of people can still only show the cultivation of the Great Perfection of the Foundation, so that he cannot form the slightest threat.

"What are you fighting! Someone is about to walk up!"

Suddenly, at this moment, in a corner not too far from Mo Ming, a young man shouted loudly, with anger and anxiety on his face, and after knocking back the monk in front of him with a punch, he rushed towards the winding bluestone staircase on the cliff wall almost without thinking.

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