When the little black hammer smashed into his chest, Zhang Mo felt his internal organs tremble, and the Nine Turns Vajra Gong and the Nine Heavens Demon Divine Body were used at the same time, and he escaped a catastrophe.

When they looked around again, everyone showed a look of horror, and the fire qilin had already killed all those who were not chosen in an instant.

Killing the monks of the eighteenth layer of qi refining with a gesture is as convenient as drinking water and eating, the strength of the fire qilin completely suppressed everyone, and there were people who thought of joining forces to directly knock down the fire qilin, and then divide the things in the divine mansion, after the fire qilin showed this hand, those people immediately broke off this idea.

"Ninety of you besiege ten of them, if you kill them all, you will live, or you will die!" the fire unicorn had a playful smile in his eyes.

The ten people who originally thought they were at ease were immediately stunned, while the ninety people below showed a crazy look.

As soon as the fire qilin's words fell, the light curtain outside the ten people suspended in the air suddenly dissipated.

Zhang Mo was the first to strike, and the ten people suspended in mid-air were extremely strong, even Zhang Mo didn't have the confidence to kill them all, so he had to strike first.

Of course, Zhang Mo chose the weakest one, and the last one was a young man named Lan Yu, who looked very delicate and was a Confucian disciple.

Lan Yu saw Zhang Mo rushing towards him, and without hesitation, he raised his hand and threw out a square inkstone, which rose in the wind, and at the same time, an ink shield shadow appeared in front of the inkstone, and this ink shield shadow could actually transform into an ink dragon and pounce on Zhang Mo.

"Split in two!"

Zhang Mo let out a low shout, and a blood-red sword slashed vertically towards the ink dragon.

Burst!

After a muffled sound, the ink dragon was split into a puddle of ink and scattered all over the ground.

Then the blood-red sword continued to slash forward, and the square inkstone was directly split in half.

"I have some skills!" Lan Yu chuckled, and raised his hand indifferently to throw out a wordless card, the white wordless card was crystal clear and glowing with a dazzling light.

Then the wordless card grew to a jade shield more than one person high, and then the blood-red sword slashed on it.

Bite!

After a crisp sound, a crack appeared on the card, and the entire card was reduced to pieces and scattered on the ground.

However, at this time, Zhang Mo's sword was exhausted, and Lan Yu easily extinguished the blood-red sword with a wave of his sleeves.

Just one sword ray destroyed my two shields, this person is really good!Lan Yu frowned, and took out a purple rune paper with some reluctance.

Purple rune paper is one of the more precious rune papers, and the color of the top-level rune paper will be purple.

"Let's go!" Lan Yu punched out the purple rune paper in his hand towards Zhang Mo.

As soon as this rune paper was activated, it immediately began to frantically absorb the aura of the surrounding heaven and earth, and at the same time, Zhang Mo noticed that the air around him began to become very cold.

"Ice Spike Talisman!"

With the appearance of a sky blue ice thorn, Zhang Mo also knew what this rune paper was, after all, he could also make rune paper himself, although this ice thorn rune could only carry out a single attack, but it could withstand the full force of the Jindan early stage monk.

Lan Yu was able to take out such a rune paper to deal with himself, which made Zhang Mo a little depressed.

Touch!

That blue ice spike seemed to have passed through space, and it instantly stabbed Zhang Mo's abdomen.

All high-level rune paper has the function of locking the opponent, and when the ice thorn talisman is cast, Zhang Mo has already been locked and cannot move.

Then Zhang Mo felt a huge force coming from his abdomen, and he flew upside down like a cannonball.

Seeing Zhang Mo fly out upside down, Lan Yu, who was still a little distressed about his top-level rune paper, immediately felt half better.

However, his good mood did not last long, because Zhang Mo was blocked by an invisible light curtain when he flew upside down to the border of the square, and then embedded in it.

"Not dead!"

Lan Yu watched with some surprise as Zhang Mo struggled down from the light curtain, Zhang Mo rubbed his somewhat numb abdomen, and secretly congratulated himself that he had cultivated the Nine Turns Vajra Gong, otherwise he would definitely take his own life this time.

Zhang Mo unleashed his green smoke and walked quickly on the ground, while the heart sword was condensed on his forehead, the blood-red small sword looked extremely poignant, and there were complex mystical runes on the hilt.

"Open the world!"

Zhang Mo did not hesitate to cast the second form of the Pangu Sword Technique, and a magnificent blood-red sword slashed horizontally towards Blue Feather.

This time, Lan Yu solemnly sacrificed a small dark green shield, and as soon as this small shield was sacrificed, the entire square seemed to be filled with the breath of life.

If you look closely, this dark green shield is actually made of rattan as thick as a thumb.

"This green vine shield is a pseudo-magic weapon, I don't believe it can't stop your sword!" Lan Yu said secretly in his heart.

This green vine shield began to stretch out its branches to block and entangle Zhang Mo's sword, but every time the Pangu swordsmanship increased its power, there was a qualitative leap.

Choke!

The green vine shield only let out a wail and turned into two, and at the same time it was Blue Feather, who watched in disbelief as his lower and upper bodies detached.

And Zhang Mo's sword was still unabated, and he still slashed forward, which made the monks behind him have to hold up their shields to resist.

Zhang Moyan quickly took off Lan Yu's storage bag, put it in his pocket, and glanced around at the same time, only to find that the ten people who were originally extremely beautiful were now embarrassed.

Everyone was besieged by at least five or more monks of the same rank, and the most was the first Ye Ziyi, who was besieging him with twenty monks of the same rank.

Except for the blue feather that Zhang Mo solved, there are still nine lucky ones who were selected by the fire qilin who are still struggling to hold on.

Zhang Mo spotted a lucky person nearby and immediately joined the besieging team.

"Attack his shield together, and after breaking it, don't be stingy with your rune paper and magic weapons, use them all. ”

Before Zhang Mo attacked, someone was there commanding everyone.

The lucky man's shield was a small bronze shield, which spun wildly around him as a large shield shadow firmly protected his surroundings.

It's just that this shield shadow is already crumbling under the siege of everyone, and Zhang Mo is not particularly anxious when he sees this, he wants to give the other party a fatal blow when it is critical.

Rumble!

The lucky man's shield shadow was breached, and all attacks immediately fell on the bronze shield, which had grown to more than a person's height.

The colorful attacks immediately slowed down the bronze shield's rotation, and these attacks also began to cause cracks on the surface of the bronze shield.

"If you want me to die, I'll die for you, but you won't have a good time!" A crazy voice sounded behind the bronze shield, Zhang Mo was the first to react, and the Kunpeng wings behind him spread out and flew out.