Zhang Mo put the jade piece into the storage bag, looked up, and found that the person in front of him turned out to be an old acquaintance he had met before, a member of the Ying clan three years ago, the guy who could be promoted to the strength of the late stage of foundation building and had a "Reversal Skill" technique.

The road is narrow, Zhang Mo and the other party glanced at each other, and the two of them showed a fierce light, wanting to kill each other and seize the treasure.

"I didn't expect to meet you again, it seems that this time there will only be one between you and me!" said the Win clan with a chuckle.

At this time, the disciple of the Dao Sect also arrived, and a cyan light on his body disappeared, which was exactly the appearance of the accelerated rune paper being exhausted.

"You and I can work together to solve this person, and then we will fight it out!" ”

The disciple of the Dao Sect glanced at Zhang Mo, and after confirming that Zhang Mo was not a disciple of the Big Three, he nodded and agreed: "Okay, but after killing him, you and I will rely on our own abilities!"

"It's a deal!"

The Win clan and the disciples of the Daomen looked at Zhang Mo like a dying person, and they didn't pay attention to him at all.

Seeing that the two of them were so confident, Zhang Mo didn't pay much attention to it at the moment, and directly slashed a sword at the Dao disciple, and at the same time stretched out the water demon shield in front of him.

The strength of the people of the Ying clan must be stronger than that of the disciples of the Daomen, so Zhang Mo naturally chose a weaker one to solve it first.

When the Daomen disciple saw Zhang Mo slash a sword at him, he did not hesitate to sacrifice a small ink-colored shield, and at the same time, the wooden sword on his back flew up and slashed at Zhang Mo's flying sword in the air.

This is just a temptation, and on the other side, Zhang Mo also drove out the junior ghost soldier, this junior ghost soldier After three years of evolution, Zhang Mo absorbed a lot of soul for him, and his strength became stronger and stronger, at this time there were faint signs of breaking through to become an intermediate ghost soldier.

The image of this junior ghost soldier has also changed, the original hideous face has become softer, and the lines of the body are more exquisite, take a closer look, this junior ghost soldier is actually a woman, but now her face is still a little blurred, covered by long hair.

A gust of yin wind blew, and the winner clan hurriedly retreated more than a dozen zhang, unless ordinary people have the method of Zhiyang in their own master, few people can practice Zhiyang Gong, and some ghosts can only escape or use their own aura to resist, but can they effectively restrain ghosts like Zhang Mo.

Shout!

After the strength of the primary ghost soldiers increased, the speed was even faster, and they appeared in front of the Win clan people in the blink of an eye, which made the hearts of the Win clan people frightened, and they couldn't help but completely burst out their strength.

"Split in two!"

After Zhang Mo's initial temptation, he directly used the first form of the Pangu Sword Technique.

An erected sword burst out from the blood-red heart sword, slashing directly at the Dao disciple in front of Zhang Mo.

Choke!

The Dao Sect disciple didn't have time to react at all, his shield shadow burst like a bubble, and at the same time, his shield was split in half after a mournful roar, and finally the sword slashed into his body without hindrance.

Burst!

The Dao Sect disciple watched his body being split in half, he didn't expect Zhang Mo's move to be so strong.

However, Zhang Mo, who had killed the disciples of the Daomen, was not in a very good mood, because the people of the Ying clan had completely liberated their strength, and they suppressed their junior ghost soldiers with spiritual pressure alone.

After putting away the storage bags of the Daomen disciples, Zhang Mo summoned the junior ghost soldiers back.

"I didn't expect this junior ghost soldier to evolve to an intermediate ghost soldier! The Win clan stepped on a black silk and floated in front of Zhang Mo and said, "Taste the taste of my newly obtained top-grade magic weapon, I hope you don't let me down!"

"I really want the exercises on your body!" Zhang Mo condensed the heart sword in front of his forehead again, the corners of his mouth moved, and the first form of the Pangu sword technique was divided into two and spread out again.

A scarlet sword slashed at the Win clan people again, and the Win clan people raised their hands and threw out a small earthy yellow shield, which was only the size of a palm, but as soon as it was thrown out, it rose in the wind, and at the same time, a thick earthy yellow shield shadow appeared in front of the shield.

Burst!

This time, Zhang Mo's sword failed to break through the shield shadow of the Win clan very easily, but it was obviously impossible to resist Zhang Mo's sword shadow alone, so after a breath, Zhang Mo's sword slashed the small earthy yellow shield.

The earthy yellow shield trembled a little, and finally blocked Zhang Mo's sword, but it left an extremely deep trace on it, and it seemed that it couldn't resist too many times.

"Hmph, let's die!" the Win clan snorted, and then the whole person jumped forward, and the black silk under his feet floated towards Zhang Mo.

Zhang Mo only felt that it was dark around him, and the black satin magic vessel wrapped himself like a silkworm cocoon.

Heart Sword! Zhang Mo condensed the heart sword for the first time, and then began to use the heart sword to cut the black silk in front of him.

Whew!

Although Zhang Mo's heart sword can cut through the black satin, the speed of cutting the black silk is not fast, and after Zhang Mo cut the black silk in front of him, the people of the Ying clan have already inserted a black dagger into their chest.

Fortunately, Zhang Mo finally twisted and didn't let the black dagger hit his heart.

Of course, thanks to the layer of black silk outside, Zhang Mo's injury was not so serious.

"My dagger is a mixture of venom fused with seven strange poisonous spirit beasts, even if you have the strength of the foundation building period, you have to lie down obediently!" The Win clan man smiled with a hideous face, "And the proportion of these seven strange poisons fused is known to me alone, you will suffer and die of pain!"

"Oh, yes, I don't know if you have an antidote?" The heart sword had already cut through most of the black satin, Zhang Mo freed up one hand to hold the wrist of the Win clansman, and at the same time, with a twist of his hand, he pulled the black dagger out of his body, and at the same time reversed and slashed towards the chest of the Win clansman.

Phew!

After a cracking sound, although the people of the Win clan reacted extremely quickly, they still couldn't dodge, and a black scratch on their chest had already appeared.

"Crazy, you're a madman!" The people of the Win clan were completely panicked, and they reached out to take the antidote from the storage bag, but it was a pity that Zhang Mo didn't give him a chance at all, and the successive attacks made the people of the Win clan completely lost, and at the same time, black lines had appeared around the scratches on his chest, which had spread to his face.

"I'll give you the antidote, otherwise we'll all die!" The people of the Win clan completely collapsed, this poison was prepared by himself, of course he knew the power, if he delayed any longer, it would be useless to have an antidote.