Mo Xuan came to the courtyard and stood still, with his hands behind his back, quietly waiting for the ghost to come, and sure enough, after half a cup of tea, the ghost also came to the courtyard. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

I saw that he had a cruel smile on his face, and said coldly to Mo Xuan: "Hehe, you are really just a fledgling yellow-haired boy, before you die, the uncle told you the first rule of survival in the Black Mountain Ridge, never give your enemy a chance to turn over!"

At this time, the ghost looked at Mo Xuan's eyes as if he was looking at an idiot, he could solve himself with one sword, but he still had to give himself a chance to fight fairly, this kind of person was destined to not live long in the Black Mountain Ridge.

In the ghost's heart, there is not the slightest fear of Mo Xuan, not only is his cultivation inferior to himself, but also so naïve, if it wasn't for Mo Xuan's sudden attack to catch him off guard, how could he be caught by him?

As he spoke, the ghost stretched out his arm and slowly spread his five fingers, only to see a small black bottle in the palm of his hand.

Previously, when he entered the ghost house, Mo Xuan found that the ghost had been putting his hand under the pillow, and it was this bottle that he wanted to hold, but he had moved quickly before, so the ghost didn't have time to activate the contents of the bottle.

Seeing the bottle in the hand of this ghost, Mo Xuan was secretly on guard.

The most used blades by the cultivators in this cultivation world are naturally swords and the like, and some people who go off the edge of the sword also like to use the painted halberd spear, but there are also a very small number of people who will use some strange things as blades.

These Qimen weapons are not common, and they are extremely difficult to cultivate, but those who have achieved a little are all amazingly powerful, and they can often win by surprise.

Mo Xuan held the silver rhino sword in his hand and quietly watched the movements of the ghosts, for this kind of person who uses Qimen weapons, it is the best choice to brake quietly and wait for them to expose their weaknesses before making a move.

The people around him, seeing the small bottle in the ghost's hand, showed a hint of fear in their eyes, and looked at Mo Xuan's eyes, as if they were looking at a dead person.

A crow sounded on the branches, and the ghost uncorked the little vial, and muttered a word.

With the ghost's thoughts, I saw a dark golden flying insect slowly crawling out of the bottle, the edges of the two pairs of transparent wings glowed with a faint golden light under the faint light of the light, which looked extremely tough, and there were eight insect feet like steel needles on the slender body, and a pair of dark green eyes were glowing with a little bloodthirsty fierceness.

And what surprised Mo Xuan the most was its huge mouthparts that were completely incompatible with the body, this mouthpart was slightly curved, and there were countless barbs on it, Mo Xuan's eyesight was amazing, and it seemed that he could see a little bit of red like blood from the barbs of this mouthpart.

"Click, click, click......"

Between the opening and closing of the mouthparts, there was a slight collision sound, this sound fell on Mo Xuan's ears and was nothing special, but for the Xuanling people, it was like the moaning of evil ghosts.

"It turns out that this person is a worm cultivator, and it seems that tonight will not be easy. Mo Xuan said secretly in his heart.

This insect cultivator is a person among the monks who specializes in insect control.

The so-called insect control technique does not sound like anything powerful, after all, ordinary flying insects are not harmful to monks. However, if any insect cultivator must be proficient in the breeding and breeding techniques of various flying insects, if he can find a flying insect with strong aggression and cultivate it carefully, then even if he cultivates to a monk who is several realms higher, it is also an extremely headache.

And this is not the most troublesome part of fighting with the insect cultivator, the most terrifying thing about the insect cultivator is its outrageous ability to fight for a long time.

Because insect cultivation is to control insects to fight with people, the consumption of spiritual energy in their bodies is naturally very small, for those insect cultivators who have orthodox cultivation methods and insect feeding techniques, they only need to give an order to the insects they raise through their divine sense, and the insects will attack the enemy by themselves.

The ghost said in his mouth: "Xiao Jin, go on, bite him to death." Then he pinched the seal in his hand. I saw that the insect called Xiaojin by the ghost lazily turned around in the ghost's hand, and his eyes swept over the faces of everyone in the audience, and everyone who was seen by his eyes had the hairs on his back standing on end, and finally his eyes were staring at Mo Xuan, and he rushed over into a streamer.

Mo Xuan exclaimed in his heart: "What a fast speed!"

At this time, the two were not far apart, and it was too late for Mo Xuan to dodge and dodge, so he could only hurriedly raise the silver rhino sword in his hand to block.

"Bell"

The sound of gold and iron colliding resounded throughout the courtyard.

Mo Xuan only felt that a huge force came from his hand, and the silver rhino sword in his hand seemed to have been hit by a sledgehammer, if it weren't for a breakthrough in cultivation on the way to the Black Mountain Ridge, Mo Xuan estimated that he might not even be able to hold the sword at this time.

The footsteps retreated slightly to unload this huge force, and Mo Xuan looked at the golden insect floating in the air with a solemn face.

I saw that the insect stretched out a leg to wipe its eyes and brushed the tentacles on its head, as if the previous impact had not affected it much.

"Little Kim, up!"

With the urging of the ghost, Xiao Jin's body leaned forward slightly, making an attack posture, and Mo Xuan hurriedly guarded while thinking about countermeasures in his heart.

This insect is extremely fast, and its body is tough, and its strength is extremely strong, not to say that it can't hit this insect by itself, even if it does, I'm afraid it will be difficult to cause damage to it.

Mo Xuan seemed to have fallen into a desperate situation at this time, and he felt bitter in his heart, and said secretly: "I still underestimate the methods of this person from the Black Mountain Ridge, and none of the people who can survive here are ordinary people." ”

When Mo Xuan was on guard, Xiao Jin's body trembled slightly, and the two pairs of wings stirred slightly, and then came towards Mo Xuan.

This time, Mo Xuan was on guard, seeing Xiao Jin rushing over, he hurriedly dodged, and with a short sound of air tearing, Mo Xuan narrowly avoided the vital place.

But even so, his right arm was slashed by Xiao Jin's wings, and a terrible wound almost cut off Mo Xuan's entire right arm.

This Xiao Jin's attack was completely fancy, relying entirely on his terrifying speed and tenacious body to rampage, but because his speed was too terrifying, Mo Xuan had no way to deal with it.

Seeing Mo Xuan's embarrassed look at this time, the ghost on the other side seemed to be very proud, and sneered: "Boy, my little gold is a different species of the gold devouring insect, and after being cultivated by me for many years, its body has long been indestructible, and it is extremely fast, you have no chance of winning." It's better to put down your weapons earlier, kneel on the ground and beg for mercy, maybe I'm in a good mood, uncle, and I can give you a good time. ”

Mo Xuan's face was gloomy at this time, he had heard of the name of this gold-devouring insect, he usually fed on gold and stones, and it was the most ferocious and tyrannical, and the one in front of him who had been cultivated by the ghost for many years was far from ordinary.

"Haha, boy, don't struggle, do you regret that you didn't kill me with a knife now? Unfortunately, it's too late to regret now. Little Kim, stop playing with him, kill him!"

With a shout from the ghost, Xiao Jin let out a sharp chirp that seemed to be impatient and rushed towards Mo Xuan, its speed faster than before.

At this time, Mo Xuan, because his arm was almost cut off, not to mention the strength to fight again, it was difficult to dodge.