This shout came out of nowhere, and Chu He recognized whose voice it was: Nanlin Zhenyi?

"Nanlin Zhenyi doesn't seem to allow us to fight here, if not, Lord Mobao will follow me to the Island of Life and Death, what, do you have the guts?" Although Nanlin came to obstruct him, Chu He still said lightly, and his gaze turned to disdain quite obviously.

"Hmph, I thought I was afraid of you, let's go!" Mo Ziming immediately replied, although he was a little jealous of Chu He's sword path cultivation, but when he saw Chu He's gaze like this and heard this, he couldn't hold back.

It turned out that the Qingling Sect was founded by those remnants of Qingling Mountain, and over the years, they only cared about impacting the Yuanying Upper Rank, but they neglected this aspect of things. Today is just right, and if you can defeat the other party, you will definitely be able to bring a lot of chaos to the Qingling Sect. Mo Ziming thought so.

"Are you going to the Isle of Life and Death?"

A voice floated from the air, and I saw Nanlin Zhenyi coming in the air, as if he was stepping on an invisible staircase, very elegant.

Seeing that Chu He and Mo Ziming both nodded, he waved his hand impatiently and said, "Go quickly, don't fight on my Nanjian Island." ”

Before, Chu He had already learned a little about the relationship between Mo Ziming and Nantian from the surrounding people, thinking that this Nanlin Zhenyi came to persuade him to separate, but he didn't know that he was actually going to drive Chu He and the others out of Nanjian Island, and he could do whatever he wanted.

Since Nan Lin Zhen appeared and spoke like this again, Chu He and the others put away their momentum and went straight outside.

This is also the deterrent effect of the Southern Sword Sect, that is, the two sides are like enemies, and they must be suppressed for a while. Find another place for a decisive battle. Otherwise, when the Nanjian faction makes a move, both sides are afraid that they will go away in ashes, and they will not show any mercy, which is also one of the reasons why Chu He is afraid to make a move here and try to instigate the other party to go to the Island of Life and Death.

However, if the other party uses this Southern Sword Sect as a shield, if he wants to avoid today's incident, Chu He can't help but use all his means, trying to defeat the other party hard.

If so, there is nothing to be done. Then by the way, let's see Nanlin Shinichi's supernatural means. In the heart of Chu He. Even with the addition of a Nan Tianzhen One, it is not enough to deter his body, so that he can stop and let Mo Ziming go easily.

Of course, if things get to that point. I can't try my best to hunt down Mo Ziming. You can only stop after the sneak attack succeeds. Bargain with the Southern Sword Sect again.

Getting the mind clear, sometimes it's a thing that makes a man willing to pay a big price.

Luo Mingyue and the others stayed behind to take care of the three injured elders, Chu He and Gu Han. With Mo Ziming coming out in parallel.

When Chu He, Mo Ziming and the others flew out of Nanjian Island, Nanlin Zhenyi snorted coldly in mid-air, and his body disappeared.

For this Mo Ziming, who keeps coming to ask his senior brother to run around with life-saving kindness, he hates it as much as he wants.

Before that, I don't know what the reason is, the matter that Senior Brother Nantian received the favor of Mojiabao spread throughout the entire Nanfeng Sea, and the high-level monks all knew about it, and the reason for it must have come from that bastard.

Isn't this his own merit in the face of being insidious and ruthless, not playing cards according to the convention, and calculating everywhere? Now there is another one in front of him, he is naturally gritting his teeth, and he wants to kill him quickly. If it weren't for the other party's talisman using the incident that spread, he would really find an opportunity to kill the other party. When will someone else be able to calculate his head?

Therefore, it is already a great gift to drive him and Chu He to fight outside Nanjian Island today. However, he did not return to his residence, but quietly followed behind Chu He, Mo Ziming and the others.

His curiosity and excitement were as strong as those of other monks. Moreover, after the tide of the great beasts, it seems that there has not been such a level of covenant fighting.

On the way to the Island of Life and Death, Chu He and Mo Ziming paid a little attention to the monks who followed far behind them, and couldn't help but be surprised: There are so many people, it's too exaggerated, is it true that everyone has reached the point where they are full and have nothing to do?

At this time, there were at least hundreds of people watching the excitement behind the two, and the number seemed to be increasing dramatically.

The Island of Life and Death is more than 100 miles west of Nanjian Island, and it is a small island with a radius of several miles and layers of prohibitions. From a distance, it looks like a colorful and shiny half an egg, which is very eye-catching within a thousand miles.

On it, it has already leveled everything, watered several zhang thick dark iron, and added layers of rune array forbidden support, which is enough for the true monarch of the Yuanying Realm to let go of his hands and feet to duel on it, and it can't cause a lot of damage.

There is often a Yuanying monk of the Southern Sword Sect guarding this island, who is responsible for the operation of the center of the magic circle.

"What?," Mo Ziming exclaimed after listening to the words of this Yuanying Zhenjun from Zhendao.

It's not that he can't afford it, but he came out today and didn't expect to add this expense, so the balance in his storage ring is slightly insufficient.

Mojiabao has been rebuilt in the Nanfeng Sea over the years, but it has spent a lot of savings, and there is no good source of spirit stones for the time being, plus the need for his own retreat to impact the Yuanying Upper Rank, it is normal to have a stronghold.

Wait, five hundred medium-grade spirit crystals, but the expenses of Mo Jiabao for a few months, can this kid throw it out casually? Mo Ziming looked at Chu He, expecting him to be embarrassed.

If everyone can't afford it, find an empty sea and fight it again.

He would have thought that in the core area of this southerly sea area, he couldn't even afford to pay the dueling fee.

"It's just five hundred medium-grade spirit crystals, can't the Lord of Mobao afford to give them? Fellow Daoist, here are twenty high-grade spirit crystals, except for the cost of my two, the rest, please drink tea with the brothers, it is a little careful." Chu He took out twenty top-grade spirit crystals and boldly handed them to the Yuanying True Monarch of the Southern Sword Sect.

Chu He's response almost made Mo Ziming spurt out a mouthful of old blood, and his chest was extremely uncomfortable.

This scene happened to fall in the eyes of the onlookers who followed behind him, and immediately set off a slight wave:

"Sect Master Chu is worthy of being the Sect Master of Chu, arrogant and generous, you look at the shabby appearance of that guy, he can't even afford this fee, and he also learns from others to play the island of life and death, which is embarrassing. ”

"There's no way, I don't know if it's like this, it seems that the bet of waiting is going to be bet on the Chu sect master. ”

"Needless to say, Xiahou Cheng died in the hands of Sect Master Chu, this kid is not enough to see. ”

"Cut, you guys, five hundred medium-grade spirit crystals, do you think they are spirit stones? Can you take them? I am optimistic about the Lord of Namo Castle, I heard that over the years, he has planted four or five demon lords in his hands. ”

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Listening to the surrounding discussions, Mo Ziming's face was blue and white and red, which was extremely good-looking.

Fixing the image of everyone as [Poor Sour] is simply more uncomfortable than defeating or killing him.

"I don't need to be so kind as you?! He said loudly.

Seeing that the castle lord was so embarrassed, the two elders of Mojia Fort behind him also roughly guessed the reason, and hurriedly handed over all the spirit crystals they had on hand.

Of course, when they cleared out the spirit stone to replace the spirit crystal, it made the onlookers burst into laughter again, almost making Mozi's eyes split.

After calculating the total number slightly, Mo Ziming was almost desperate, there was a cold sweat on his forehead, and then he had a flash of inspiration, and he was about to take out a few high-grade flying sword magic weapons to make up for it.

Seeing that he was trembling, he was extremely embarrassed to take out two flying sword magic weapons and offer them in his hands, and the onlookers behind him erupted in a burst of boos, so that he couldn't help but turn his sword around almost instantly, killing all these bastards who disturbed his body and heart.

"Huh, it's still not enough, except for the spirit crystal, I won't take those miscellaneous rags. Since Sect Master Chu handed it over for you, I can't say anything, let's go in. Seeing this, the True Monarch of the Southern Sword Sect didn't wait for him to speak, so he sneered, and immediately turned around and played the Dao Technique, so that the formation gate was activated.

Not only Chu He, Mo Ziming and others have to pay fees, but even those monks who follow behind have to pay a certain fee if they want to go in and see the battle situation clearly.

However, those guys don't care about this little money, they care more about who can win and what benefits they can get from this trip.

In addition to gambling pleasure, being able to gain from the battle of the masters and make your cultivation go further, that is the real big gain.

The two groups followed the monk of the Nanjian Sect and entered other places, signing a covenant of life and death.

However, Chu He made a request, which not only made Mo Ziming almost explode on the spot, but also made Gu Han almost out of breath.

Chu He's request turned out to be to join the two elders of Mojiabao in this battle, with one against three.

"It's really surprising, Sect Master Chu is really magnificent. As for you, do you have the courage to accept it? This is a contract of life and death, once you enter it, the prohibition will not be opened until one party dies. Unless both of you agree on the same strike. When the True Monarch of the Southern Sword Sect heard this, he asked Mo Ziming excitedly.

"He wants to kill himself, I can't fail him!" Mo Ziming almost roared, the green tendons on his forehead were exposed, and he quickly signed his name on it.

Although he had only been there for a short time along the way, he had had enough! If he didn't kill Chu He, he was afraid that his future cultivation would definitely breed demons in his heart and his Dao Ji would be contaminated.

Depressed, unprecedentedly depressed, when has it been, the high-minded, amazingly talented body, in many ways, will humiliate the person in front of him who is not as good as his own body!

"That's the best, I like people who are vigorous and refreshing, and I hope that the Lord of Mobao will wait a while and don't show mercy, by the way, those two hurry up and sign up, don't rub it off." Chu He smiled and had already strode out of the city.

Gu Han's throat moved, but he didn't make a sound to stop it, although he felt that this was a bit bad, but he never wavered in his confidence in this senior brother.

Since he is sure, it is an ironclad thing: Mo family, you are dead.

Gu Han turned his gaze to Mo Ziming and the others, extremely cold, as if he was looking at a corpse that was too dead to die. (To be continued.) )