"Alright, it's your turn. The young man surnamed Mu quickly set his sights on Zhu Xi'er again.

Zhu Xi'er was swept away by the young man surnamed Mu, and immediately shivered. Immediately start going backwards. The other party even killed his original companion, so ruthless, it was naturally impossible to let himself go. However, I still don't understand why the other party made a move.

"Do you want to break it yourself, or wait for me to give you a good time?" the young man surnamed Mu said gloomily again.

A thin black man next to the young man surnamed Mu suddenly interjected: "I'm not busy." Since you have to kill it, it's better to let my brother and me use it first, and it's not too late to kill it. While speaking, the black and thin man's gaze at Zhu Xi'er immediately took on an obscene light.

The young man surnamed Mu frowned, obviously feeling that he shouldn't waste time here and make extraneous troubles. However, the black and thin man is comparable to him, and since he wants to win over the other party, it is not good to brush the other party's intentions at this time, so he has to nod and say, "Since the elder brother has this thought, he naturally does not object to it." You'd better be quick, though, as we still have a few targets to deal with. ”

The thin black man smiled: "Don't worry, you won't waste a lot of time." ”

Although Zhu Xi'er didn't know what the other party meant by 'use a use'. However, looking at the other party's gaze, he also guessed a few points, and immediately screamed, took out a long sword, held it with both hands, and aimed it at the few people in front of him and said in a trembling voice: "Don't! Don't come here!"

The thin black man stuck out his tongue, licked his lips, and said with a **** smile in his mouth: "Hey, hey, hey, Senior Sister Zhu, don't be nervous." Wait for my brother, I'll teach you the wonders of being a woman. When you taste it, you will find that it was all in vain. "Between words, step by step. He didn't care about the long sword in Zhu Xi'er's hand at all.

Zhu Xi'er saw the black and thin man approaching step by step. I almost fainted. But she couldn't faint. You can only go back again. However, after a few more steps back, his back had reached the stone wall of the mine, and there was no way back.

Seeing the black and thin man's dark and thin, hateful face getting closer and closer. Zhu Xi'er's face showed a look of despair, and she raised her hand suddenly, and the long sword in her hand was already across her neck. Even if it is death, it is much better than falling into the hands of this man who makes people vomit in front of him.

"What are you doing? A faint man's voice suddenly came into the ears of everyone in the audience at this time. Followed by. A young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes slowly walked over from the other side of the mine and came to everyone.

As soon as Zhu Xi'er saw the face of this newly emerged young man, an indescribable feeling suddenly surged into her heart. He threw the long sword in his hand and quickly rushed towards the young man. When she threw herself into the young man's arms, Zhu Xi'er immediately couldn't hold back any longer, 'wow', and cried loudly.

This new young man is naturally Mo Chong. Mo Chong stroked Zhu Xi'er's hair, and said softly, "Okay, okay." It's okay, don't worry. ”

Everyone in the audience naturally saw Mo Chong. In the process of Zhu Xi'er pounced on Mo Chong. Everyone could have stopped them at any time. However, there was an invisible pressure in the air, so that the action they originally wanted to make could not be carried out seriously. Zhu Xi'er passed through everyone in a state where everyone wanted to move but couldn't move, and threw herself into Mo Chong's arms.

"Senior Brother Wang?"

The young man surnamed Mu finally spoke. There was a hint of doubt in his tone. The person in front of him seemed to be indeed Wang Meng, and his cultivation was only in the Qi cultivation period. But when he faced the other party, he had a fear from the bottom of his heart that he had never even faced his uncle, uncle, or even the head of the house. There is no reason for this feeling, it is indescribable, and the way is unknown. But it was so real, like a huge mountain, pressing on the top of the head.

Mo Chong glanced at a few people in the audience and said, "For the sake of Zhuji Dan?"

The young man surnamed Mu didn't speak, but the thin black man couldn't hold it anymore, and roared in a low voice: "It's just in time! You kid sent it to the door by himself!" As he spoke, his palm flipped over, and a black dagger with serrated teeth suddenly appeared in his palm, and then, the black dagger turned into a black light and rushed towards the ink.

Mo Chong was still holding a person in his arms. The black thin man obviously felt that even if Mo Chong could avoid it, Zhu Xi'er in his arms would definitely not be able to avoid it. As long as one of the two is eliminated first, and the remaining one is besieged by a few people, there is naturally nothing to fear.

"Hmph. ”

Mo Chong snorted coldly. There was no movement, and the black dagger that flew from it stopped in mid-air, and then turned around, and instead shot towards the black thin man himself. The speed was more than double that of the thin black man when he threw it.

The black and thin man's face changed, and he couldn't dodge it. I only heard a soft sound of 'flutter', and the black dagger had already pierced into the heart of the black thin man. The thin black man's eyes widened, and he stretched out a trembling finger to point at Mo Chong, and said, "You...... You are ......" only two words were spoken, and the person 'pounced' and fell on his back.

"Whoosh!"

After stabbing the thin black man to death, the black dagger flashed black light again, and shot towards the person next to him. Before the monk standing far from the thin black man could understand what was going on, his throat had been cut by a black dagger, and blood was spurting out.

"Boom!"

After piercing another person's chest, the black dagger finally hit the steel knife in the hand of the young man surnamed Mu and stopped. However, there was also a crack in the place where the steel knife was hit by the black dagger, and it was obvious that this steel knife would not last long.

"Senior...... Seniors spare their lives!"

The black dagger in front of the young man surnamed Mu stopped coming, he was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly begged for mercy. By now, of course, he had already understood that the Wang Meng in front of him was definitely not a monk who only had a Qi cultivation period.

Since Mo Chong had already made a move, how could he stop because of the other party's words begging for mercy? As soon as his mind moved, the black dagger that was held by the steel knife immediately 'whoosh', broke the steel knife, and stabbed into the chest of the young man surnamed Mu.

"Plop. ”

The young man surnamed Mu also fell to the ground. Mo Chong glanced at several people on the ground, and after confirming that they were all dead, he immediately took the long sword that Zhu Xi'er had fallen to the ground into his hand. Then half-hug and half-support. took Zhu Xi'er, who was still sobbing, away from the scene.

"They...... What about them?"

Half an hour later. Zhu Xi'er in Mo Chong's arms finally calmed down. She raised her head, looked around, and saw the young man surnamed Mu missing, and couldn't help but speak in surprise.

Mo Chong said, "They? ”

Zhu Xi'er frowned when she heard this. She didn't think that the young man surnamed Mu would leave so simply. But she didn't want to think about them anymore. immediately stopped asking, and when she saw a large piece of Mo Chong's chest soaked with her own tears, her face couldn't help but blush. He took two steps back and left Mo Chong's embrace.

Mo Chong flipped his palm and took out Zhu Xi'er's long sword. He handed it over and said, "Your sword." ”

Seeing Mo Chong handing over the sword, Zhu Xi'er's eyes immediately turned red again. Mo Chong's face changed slightly when he saw it. Fortunately, Zhu Xier didn't cry again this time. He just took the long sword, put it away, and said, "You can go." ”

Mo Chong was stunned when he heard this, and said, "Where am I leaving?"

Zhu Xi'er said: "Aren't we here to collect black steel ore? Of course you should go to collect black steel ore." ”

Mo Chong said, "What about you?"

Zhu Xi'er smiled reluctantly and said, "Of course I'm going too." Tsukidan, have you forgotten?" he spoke, without waiting for Mo Chong to speak. The man had already gotten through the smoke and ran into a nearby mine.

Of course, Mo Chong didn't worry about Zhu Xi'er going to the mine alone. After her figure vanished. Mo Chong immediately followed a little bit on his feet and followed from a distance.

In the next few days, because of Mo Chong's covert support, Zhu Xi'er did not encounter any danger. Three days later, a shrill signal came from the entrance of the mine, shattering the silence in the mine. It was obviously sent by a foundation building monk who was watching the movements of the demon clan outside the cave.

Because they had already learned a lesson last time, this time when they heard the signal, the disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect immediately put down the things in their hands and rushed to the exit of the cave. Mo Chong was about to call Zhu Xi'er out, but Zhu Xi'er had already rushed out of the mine first. When she saw the oncoming Mo Chong, she was stunned for a moment, and then immediately said, "Why are you still going inside? The uncles and uncles have all sent out signals, hurry up!"

Mo Chong smiled: "This ...... Be. As he spoke, he and Zhu Xi'er ran towards the exit of the mine.

Outside the mine, a group of monks in the foundation building period had already activated the disc-shaped flying magic weapon, and as soon as the people stood full, they immediately urged and broke through the air. Mo Chong and Zhu Xi'er were the third group of people to leave, and they rode on the disc-shaped magic weapon controlled by Liu Wuxin, the great elder of the Ancient Sword Sect. When Mo Chong stepped on the flying magic weapon and left, he could already see dozens of faint lights in the distance behind him. It seems that there are slightly more demons coming this time than the last time.

"Senior Brother Liu, did you have so many demon clans last time?" In the middle of the flight, a monk from the foundation building period of the Ancient Sword Sect next to him came over.

Liu Wuxin naturally saw the situation behind him, shook his head when he heard this, and said with a pale face: "Although I left later than you last time, I didn't see the demon clan chasing after me." But judging from the current situation, this time the demon clan seems to be more ferocious than the last time. ”

While the two were talking, there was a sudden 'boom!' in front of them, and something exploded, and then, more than a dozen demon clans appeared in the sky in front of them. These demon clan cultivators are all above level seven. On the ground, there was also a large group of demon clans ranging from five to seven levels and who could not fly. Without everyone noticing, there was a demon clan that came to their way back to Nankaicheng.

'Isn't it!?' Seeing the demon clan in front of him, Mo Chong secretly frowned. Are these guys who are responsible for guarding and monitoring the surrounding environment all rice buckets!?

When several foundation-building monks in the field saw the situation ahead, their faces turned pale, and they immediately gathered together with each other.

"Whoosh!

Two demon birds who couldn't tell what kind of demon they were quickly flew from the front. For the monks in front of them, who seemed to only have the foundation building period and the qi cultivation period, the two demon birds obviously didn't have much interest, they just glanced at everyone, and then said in a stiff tone: "Go down." As he spoke, he pointed with the blade in his hand to the group of demons on the ground.

Several foundation building period monks naturally did not dare to disobey, so they could only control the disc magic weapon and fall to the ground. And as soon as everyone landed, those demon clans on the ground immediately surrounded everyone.

The people of the Ancient Sword Sect were already colorless at this time. Don't say that those Qi cultivation stage disciples, even those few foundation building stage cultivators don't really face the demon clan, not to mention that they are facing a large group of demon clans whose cultivation is much higher than their own.

"Wang ...... Wang Meng: What should we do!?"

Zhu Xi'er's face turned pale and she opened her voice tremblingly, and as she spoke, she clenched Mo Chong's hand hard. It stands to reason that there is still an uncle and uncle present at the moment, and this sentence is far more appropriate to ask Uncle Shi than Mo Chong. But in Zhu Xi'er's subconscious, Mo Chong is much more reliable than these uncles and uncles. At least for now, except for Mo Chong, everyone else in the field is already colorless.

"Don't worry. It's okay. Mo Chong didn't turn his head, just said casually. Now Mo Chong's attention is on the demon clans in the sky. However, Mo Chong's casual words immediately reassured Zhu Xi'er, and her body, which was trembling slightly, immediately calmed down.

Above the sky, the ranks of monks were slowly approaching. Those foundation building period monks carrying the disciples of the Qi cultivation period saw that there was a demon clan in front of them to intercept them, so they naturally did not dare to rush forward, but there were also demon clans behind them who were persecuted. So they can only maintain an extremely slow pace. Luckily, though. Behind him was not only the demon clan, but also the team of Jiedan monks led by the Yuan Infant Monk. So although they are afraid, they can still maintain a certain level of composure.

"Whoosh!"

A rapid retreat suddenly passed over everyone and came to the demon clan. The light faded, revealing a thin old man with a gloomy face and gray hair. It was the Yuanying monk Ning Wuchen.

Ning Wuchen glanced at the demons in front of him, frowned, and said, "Dulong, what do you mean by this!?"

As soon as Ning Wuchen said this, he said. On the side of the demon clan, a ninth-level demon cultivator with the appearance of a young man immediately flashed out, and sneered in his mouth: "It's not interesting, I just want you to leave all your subordinates behind." "The appearance of this demon cultivator looks ordinary, but he is full of evil spirits, and his face is tied with a black leather two fingers wide, covering one eye. The name 'Dulong' probably comes from this.

Ning Wuchen's face sank, and he said, "Let me leave all my subordinates!?Are you forcing the old man to fight with you here to live and die!?"

Demon Cultivator Dulong sneered: "Originally, it was not yet the time for the real decisive battle, and I didn't bother to fight with you." But last time, you actually designed to kill more than 20 of our clansmen above level 7. How do you tell us to swallow this breath!?" )