Everything in the world was silent, except for the golden phoenix, which was shining with dazzling brilliance.
The five of them were all in a daze at this moment, looking up at the girl who looked like a goddess descending to earth.
The leader's voice was trembling: "Then, is that the vision of Feng Minling Mansion?"
The two martial artists who had just returned nodded and shook their heads. How had they ever seen a genius from a special spiritual house?
Mo Xiangyi folded his arms in front of his chest and said with a charming smile: "Don't you like to torture and kill geniuses?"
"Why aren't you here? Have you seen it before? The Dijie Lingfu is called Fengming!"
Mo Xiangyi's screams rang through the heaven and earth, ringing in everyone's ears.
The Fengming Ling Mansion on the ground level, just the word "ground level" is terrifying enough, and the strange phenomenon displayed makes people feel thunderous and roaring in their hearts.
"Jie, Jie, Jie, the genius who owns the Earthly Spiritual Mansion, I really don't know if your family will regret it to the extreme after killing you, will it be angry or collapse?"
The leader's voice was still trembling, and the faces of the four people behind him were also distorted, but instead of fear, they were excited.
"Kill, kill, kill," the leader roared, taking a step forward regardless of his injuries.
"kill".
"kill".
Following his explosive roar, the two martial artists behind him also charged forward with ferocious smiles without any hesitation.
The leader also picked up the broken spear. Although it was broken, it looked even more heroic in his hand.
It seems that they are the ones who are unwilling to fight against their fate, and those young people with powerful talents are the villains who deserve to be judged.
Seeing the other three people rushing towards each other, and the two magicians also chanting magic, Mo Xiangyi smiled disdainfully: "Those who crow like chickens and robbers also want to change their fate against the will of heaven!"
"Feng Ming!"
The golden phoenix that reflected half of the sky shrank in an instant, and finally turned into a golden gauze garment attached to his body, making Mo Xiangyi even more majestic.
Immediately, Mo Xiangyi stepped out with his right foot and rushed out in an instant. He was 30% happier than the extreme speed he had just burst out, vaguely reaching the speed of a three-star martial artist.
The bottleneck of stepping from a martial artist to a great martial artist is not as exaggerated as that of a great warrior stepping into a martial artist, but crossing the seven stars also involves a large level of improvement, which is definitely terrifying.
The leader's broken gun was smashed directly at Mo Xiangyi. Mo Xiangyi did not dodge or dodge, his arm turned into jade color, he held up the broken gun and directly withstood the opponent's attack.
"Zi, Zhi, Zhi," a sharp friction sound was accompanied by flying sparks, and the spear collided with Mo Xiangyi's arm.
Sparks shot out from the spear, but Mo Xiangyi's arm did not suffer any damage.
The leader's pupils shrank and he secretly thought something was wrong, but Mo Xiangyi's left arm turned into jade and stabbed straight towards his chest.
The jade-colored slender arms and fresh little hands turned into the most terrifying and hard daggers at this moment. Before they even pierced the flesh, the leader felt a chill in his chest.
At this moment, support from the two men behind him finally arrived.
The two men, one on the left and the other on the right, stabbed Mo Xiangyi's slender waist with a knife.
Mo Xiangyi jumped back to avoid the sneak attack of the two long knives, but saw that the long knives continued to move upward, trying to cut off his arms.
"Hmph," Mo Xiangyi snorted coldly, obviously disdainful of these two attacks, and slashed his arms directly towards the long sword.
"Pah, pah", the two long knives broke in response, and the two martial artists vomited blood. They were overwhelmed by the powerful force burst out by the weaker girl and fell to the ground unable to raise their heads.
The leader of the nine-star martial artist was almost stabbed through his right chest with one blow. The two martial artists who were not more than seven-star were naturally even more vulnerable.
Mo Xiangyi raised her head and looked at the leader who looked frightened, her aura rising again!
He twisted his right foot and stepped on his body to shoot out. He straightened his palms and raised his two big heads flying towards the sky.
It wasn't until the two martial artists died that the magician's magic was released.
In such a battle, if the magician cannot integrate his own understanding of magic like the wind-based girl magician, it will greatly enhance the combat power of his teammates.
So no matter how tacitly they cooperate, there are still huge loopholes in the end.
As long as magic is used, one cannot tell who is one's own. The terrifying explosive power and attack range are the magician's biggest advantages, but in cooperation with martial arts, this advantage will turn into a liability.
The two magicians were able to suppress Mo Xiangyi, who had not erupted the Fengming Ling Mansion, without the ability to fight back. However, if the martial artist and the magician cooperated, they would most likely be defeated individually.
"The wind roars"!
The wind element condensed into a terrifying monster face and roared. Countless wind lines fluttered between the sky and the earth, each of which was no weaker than a wind blade, cutting countless cracks in the ground.
The brutal screams echoed across the sky, as if the heaven and earth were furious.
Mo Xiangyi directly ignored the cutting power of the wind roar, and the golden light on his body should be able to withstand all the sharp wind lines produced by the wind roar.
"ha"!
The two hands were used as swords to cut directly on the roar of the wind. The howling of the wind became more shrill and deafening, but it dissipated in an instant.
The powerful third-level magic wind roar was forcefully broken by a martial artist whose cultivation level was not as good as his own!
"Boom, boom, boom, boom," the moment Mo Xiangyi paused, countless fire rains from the sky that were comparable to the explosive fire technique poured down.
The third level fire magic "Flowing Fire Rain"!
The two magicians still worked well together, and could easily catch Mo Xiangyi's movement trajectory and the flaws that appeared.
"Hey, it's a hit!" The fire magician wiped the corner of his mouth and showed a smile: "It's a hit!"
However, before he could wait for his happiness, he saw the golden light that turned into gauze surged again, transformed back into the phoenix, and swallowed the rain of fire that had not yet fallen into his belly in one gulp.
The fire magician's smile immediately froze on his face, and there was a bit of panic at the same time.
"Is talent really so important? Even though they have almost the same cultivation level, the gap in combat power can become so terrifying!"
At the moment when the fire magician was in despair, Mo Xiangyi had already arrived in front of the leader, and put his right arm on his chest.
"With your looks, are you worthy of being despised by me? You'd better die and go to hell, and then think about how to speak. People with dirty mouths always have a short life!"
"boom". As soon as he finished speaking, the golden inner energy condensed in the palm of his hand exploded, blasting a big hole in the leader's chest, and his heart disappeared.
The leader's body flew out, lowered his head and looked at the big hole in his chest, and roared: "It's unfair, why are there always people with such extraordinary talents, cutting off the path forward for ordinary people!"
"Why? Why!"
"If there is an afterlife, I, Tie Kuang, will kill all the talented people I see!"
Yiran's face was solemn and he sighed in his heart: "Those who kill will always be killed. Regardless of family background or talent, they are just an aid to progress."
"Everyone has his own difficulties, but if he kills people because of his own difficulties, he will die of his own jealousy sooner or later."
Mo Xiangyi raised her lips with an inexplicable smile, looked at the already dead guy, and said casually: "If there is an afterlife, a waste like you will be killed."
Then he raised his head and looked at the only two magicians left, and chuckled: "How do you want to die?"
The two magicians looked at each other and cooperated again. With their tacit cooperation just now, they were still able to suppress this strange girl, thinking in their hearts:
"It's always nice to be able to live a little longer, not to mention that as long as we delay it long enough, maybe there will be a turning point?"
The roaring wind and the flowing flames and rain, the two most powerful magics they could cast, were continuously cast without regard to the consumption of magic power and the depletion of mental power.
Then they finally underestimated Mo Xiangyi's speed. Even if her mental power could lock her, the magic was always a beat slower.
Therefore, Mo Xiangyi seemed to be dancing gracefully in the wind and fire rain, but was not contaminated by the slightest fluctuation of magic.
In the blink of an eye, Mo Xiangyi crossed the distance of tens of feet and came behind the two of them.
But even though they could sense that the girl was behind them, their body's reaction speed made it difficult for them to turn around.
"That's it? They're just two losers!"
Mo Xiangyi's seductive voice rang in their ears, not because Mo Xiangyi used her inner strength to make her voice heavier, but because Mo Xiangyi really put her pretty face in their ears.
To the two of them, the charming voice sounded like a life-threatening whimper, and the beautiful and enchanting girl turned into a devil who had returned from the realm of death.
Before they finished speaking, the two of them felt a pain in their chests.
Looking down, he saw a slender hand holding a beating heart.
In the horrified eyes of the two people, Mo Xiangyi exerted force with both hands at the same time, and his heart suddenly exploded and turned into a ball of dregs.
Only then did the two magicians feel their vitality gradually losing, their eyes became dim, and their bodies fell back weakly.
Mo Xiangyi jumped back, avoiding the two fallen corpses, and at the same time scattered the golden gauze on his body.
With the protection of gauze clothes, even if it pierced their chests and crushed their hearts, there was still no trace of blood on Mo Xiangyi's body.
As if she had done something very happy, Mo Xiangyi jumped up and walked towards Yiran.
"Hey, hey, hey, Yiran, what do you think of my strength? Are you sure about this secret adventure?" Mo Xiangyi leaned down and said proudly to Yiran who was sitting on the ground.
Yiran looked at the beautiful face that was only a foot away from her, and said with a bitter smile: "A girl beats five strong men. You are so violent, who dares to kill you!"
"Hehehehe", Mo Xiangyi raised his fist and said with a proud smile: "They dare to molest me, it's kind enough not to cut them into pieces."
"It would be better if no one dares to want me, so that I can become stronger with peace of mind and be free from restraints."
As he spoke, Mo Xiangyi moved his eyes away from Yiran and looked into the depths of the secret realm, where something seemed to be calling him.
Yi Ran looked down at the unconscious girl, wondering when she would wake up and what to do with her.
Yiran was still very optimistic about the abilities she had shown, but he was not prepared to take her further with him.
Not only because people are unpredictable and don't know her true identity, but also because Yiran feels that this secret place is full of weirdness, and she really has no intention of protecting anyone.
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