"Hahahaha! You're scared! You're afraid! Get out! Don't learn how to build a foundation! In your life, you're just a Qi cultivator!" Lin Jiannan laughed loudly.

Mo Chong's heart flashed with inspiration, I see! I had heard that the impact bottleneck would encounter various problems. High-level monks will hit the bottleneck, and there will be demons in their hearts. His own demons are ready-made, and now that he is hitting the bottleneck of the foundation building period, it is strange that he does not come out to make trouble. He is now so powerful, and most of this is because of this.

Thinking of this, Mo Chong's heart was relieved. If you break through the level of the inner demon by yourself, it will naturally be much easier to hit the bottleneck again. Immediately, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he said, "Hmph." When you are alive, I am not afraid, if you die, I am still afraid of you birds!" As he spoke, his left hand held his right hand, and with a slow pull, a stream of green qi surged, turning into a transparent long sword, which appeared in Mo Chong's hand.

"This move of mine is the sword qi condensation of the "Eight Desolation Sword Technique", you must do the same, so use it to compete with me!" This point of sword qi ink chong cultivation is not easy, but fighting with this heart demon at this time is just a matter of consciousness, and it will not actually consume his sword qi, and ink chong is naturally very generous when he uses it.

"Okay!" Lin Jiannan sneered, and the same green qi poured out of his hand and merged into the long sword in his hand, but this green qi turned around on the long sword a few times and disappeared.

Mo Chong laughed and said, "Hmph! The Eight Desolation Sword Technique is awe-inspiring and upright, how can it be used by you, a demonic person?" As he spoke, a little under his feet turned into a streamer and rushed towards Lin Jiannan.

Lin Jiannan's face changed slightly, and when he saw Mo Chong rushing towards him, he immediately raised his sword to block. Hearing only the sound of "dang!" on the ground, Lin Jiannan's long sword and the long sword condensed by Mo Chong's Eight Desolation Sword Qi connected, and a small opening suddenly opened.

"When!when!when!"

After a few more combos, a few small openings appeared in Lin Jiannan's long sword.

"Slash!"

Mo Chong shouted loudly and slashed down with a sword. Lin Jiannan raised his sword to block, and the long sword was immediately cut in two, and his person was also cut out of a bloody mark on his chest by Mo Chong's long sword.

"You demons are getting worse and worse. Mo Chong sneered.

Lin Jiannan snorted, stretched out his hand to stroke the wound, the wound disappeared suddenly, and even the torn robe was restored to its original state, and then his hand shook again, and a long sword suddenly reappeared in his hand. However, his aura weakened a little because of this.

"You ......"

Mo Chong laughed, and wanted to say something again, but suddenly his face turned pale, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out. Lin Jiannan was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said, "Hahaha! God help me! God help me! Your good friend actually came to you at this time!"

"Hmph. You're in luck!"

Mo Chong snorted coldly, his figure flashed, and he disappeared from the spot.

The disciple's room where Mo Chong lived. By this time, all four walls had been breached, and the windows and doors had been broken. Eight monks were walking through the holes, staring at Mo Chong sitting cross-legged in the room.

"Huh, what is he doing, the mana is so powerful!" said one of them, a little strangely.

"Nonsense! We are moving so much, he is still sitting still, naturally he is in the middle of cultivation. ”

"You two fools!, he's hitting the bottleneck of the foundation building period!" said one of them. As soon as this person's words came out, everyone showed a sudden look. Sure enough, it is hitting the bottleneck.

"Haha, we're lucky. It was such a coincidence, and it was a no-brainer to take him down now. ”

"Flutter!"

Mo Chong, who was sitting cross-legged, trembled, and suddenly turned pale, spurting out a large mouthful of blood. He is now at the critical moment of impacting the bottleneck, and his soul is wrestling with the inner demon, and at this time, he is bumped in, and the impact on his mind is conceivable.

"Why, you guys?"

After Mo Chong spurted out a mouthful of blood, he finally slowly opened his eyes. It's just that because his mind was injured and his meridians were disordered, the mana in his body was leaking out wildly uncontrollably at this time.

"Not why. It's just that Brother Mo, you have too many things that you shouldn't have. ”

A young man spoke coldly, and Mo Chong recognized him. He was the Xu Li he had met at Tianxiang Restaurant not long ago. At that time, Xu Li wanted to buy Tsukidan. Could it be that the matter of Tsukidan has been exposed? No, one, two, three...... Eight, Master Hu said, I have seven or eight Tsukidan, these people, are they here for the Tsukidan I will get? Or is the Tsukidan already in someone's hands?

"Senior Brother Mo. You hand over what Uncle Bai gave you, and I can give you a good time. Another man spoke. The voice is slightly familiar. Mo Chong looked at the man. It's Xiang Tianyuan. Yes. It's this vile villain. He saw that my alchemy level was high, so he suspected that Uncle Bai had secretly taught me something. However, his suspicions were right, Bai Shibo did give me the "Fuyang Dan Sutra".

"Hey, don't talk nonsense. Even though the neighborhood is cleared, it's always better to do this as soon as possible!" another man spoke. I still recognize it. Yang Qianhe. Mo Chong was only worried that Yang Wuhui would attack him before, but he had never been wary of Yang Qianhe. However, Yang Qianhe may not have been planning for a long time, and it is unknown that he was temporarily pulled over to fill the number.

"What are you anxious about. Didn't you see that Senior Brother Mo's mana hasn't been drained yet? haha. "The person who spoke this time, Mo Chong couldn't name him, but he recognized him as a member of the law enforcement team. No wonder it can be cleared, there are people from the law enforcement team, and it is naturally easy to drive away other monks.

Mo Chong slowly stood up and said, "A few senior brothers, junior brothers." Today's events, Mo can just treat it as if it didn't happen. Can you just leave here?"

Everyone was stunned for a moment when they heard this, and then laughed loudly at the same time: "Haha! Hahahaha! Mo Chong is really funny." At this moment, you still want to get out? hahahaha!"

Mo Chong was silent. At this time, the mana on his body had leaked to the point where there was not much left. A monk without mana is like a tiger with its teeth pulled. Everyone has long been unscrupulous about Mo Chong.

"Hmph. If you want to kill me, it's not so easy!" Mo Chong's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he suddenly flipped his palm and stuffed a handful of pills into his mouth.

"What did he eat!?"

"It's useless to eat anything!"

"Kill!"

When everyone heard Mo Chong's cruel words, they were shocked at first, and then they immediately instigated their mana and wanted to make a move. How do you know that Mo Chong Pill is an entrance. An astonishing burst of mana burst out of him. His mana was still leaking, but the speed of leaking out was far less than the speed at which his mana could be restored.

"It's not good! he has a secret medicine!" Yang Qianhe's face changed, and he first retreated.

Xiang Tianyuan was surprised: "It's Tsukidan!

As soon as they heard the word 'Tsukidan', the rest of the people immediately slowed down. Tsukidan contains powerful medicinal powers, which can instantly restore mana, they believe. But if the large handful of Mo Chong was Zhuji Dan just now, then Mo Chong would soon be broken by mana. Everyone looked at Mo Chong in disbelief. Sure enough, Mo Chong, whose mana was soaring, did not rush towards them, but stood in place trembling all over, traces of blood and some black things oozing from the pores on his body.

"It's Tsukidan! Those black things, the impurities in the monk's body, were forced out by Tsukidan!"

Mo Chong's mana is still rising, but everyone is no longer busy. The more the mana of the ink punch climbs, the faster the body explodes and gets busy. The only pity is the Tsukidan he took it. It's all a waste. If they had known that Mo Chong had Tsukidan hidden on his body, they would definitely not have talked so much nonsense and would have done it as soon as they broke down the door and entered.

Mo Chong's eyes were red. He was indeed suffering from the expansion of his mana at this time. Fortunately, the mana capacity in his body was much larger than that of ordinary people, and the mental damage just now, the meridians were disordered, and the expanding mana was constantly leaking, so it didn't explode immediately. However, as the medicinal power of Tsukidan continues to be exerted, the result of this explosion is unavoidable.

"Fight!"

Mo Chong was ruthless in his heart, anyway, he couldn't move at this time, so it was better to guide the mana and impact the foundation!

"Hey. Why hasn't he exploded and died?" said a monk in disbelief after a puff of incense.

"This ...... Look at him, he's bleeding all over the ground. The other said, somewhat uncertain.

"Hmph, do you have to wait for him to explode and die?" Yang Qianhe snorted coldly, and suddenly a light flashed in his hand, and a long sword had already appeared in his hand.

"Yes, there are many dreams in the night, it's better to solve them earlier!" Xu Li nodded, also drew his blade, and then looked around at the people around.

Everyone naturally understood what Xu Li meant, that is, they wanted to do it together, so that everyone had a share in this matter, and they didn't have to worry about who would betray others in the future. Immediately, everyone drew their swords.

"Listen to me. Yang Qianhe said coldly: "One, two, three!" The word 'three' came out, and the long sword in his hand suddenly shot towards Mo Chong, and the blades of the rest of the people also took off their hands and hit Mo Chong.

At the moment when the eight blades were about to be approached, Mo Chong's eyes suddenly opened, and his eyes were full of light. An astonishing spiritual pressure was then released, and the blades that everyone hit him were unexpectedly flicked by this spiritual pressure and flew back upside down.

He ...... He...... Foundation building period!"

Yang Qianhe's face turned pale, and he immediately turned around and fled. Mo Chong snorted coldly, grabbed a long sword not far away, and threw it violently. No matter how fast Yang Qianhe was, how could he be as fast as the foundation building period monk struck a blow? I only heard a miserable shout. The long sword pierced through Yang Qianhe's vest and out of his chest. Yang Qianhe was pierced by a sword, and he didn't die immediately, he ran forward for another seven or eight steps before he fell to the ground.

Seeing this, the others' faces changed drastically, and they ran in all directions without dying, but Mo Chong grabbed the blade and threw it, and one person fell to the ground every time, and in the blink of an eye, seven of the eight people who came to besiege died.