At this time, another voice came from the distance:
"Don't be so anxious to kill."
"who?"
Xue'e, Dai Xiao and others suddenly looked back and saw a young man slowly walking out of the dense forest dozens of feet away, it was Zhang Mo.
Zhang Mo looked at the mummy on the ground, then at Nangong Yu and the other maids, and said, "Fortunately, it's not too late."
Nangong Yu's black and moist eyes suddenly lit up, and the light was as bright as ever, like the brightest star in the night sky.
"Is he alone?"
But at the next moment, Nangong Yu's expectation and joy instantly turned into anxiety and worry.
Is a little Huang Jie here to die?
"A yellow step."
The giant-like man was angry and cursed: "You bastard, if you don't take the road to heaven, there is no door to hell. If you break in, I'll beat you to death with a stick." The voice was like thunder, making the surrounding air tremble.
Xue'e looked at him calmly, then her eyes wandered around, as if looking for something. She smiled brightly, with a hint of disdain and provocation in her tone: "Nangong Che, Nangong Yunfei, where are you hiding? Come out?"
"There's no need to look for it, I'm the only one here." Zhang Mo's voice came calmly, with a calmness and calmness in his tone.
Xue'e seemed a little surprised after hearing this. She looked Zhang Mo up and down, then raised a white finger, licked her lips, and giggled: "Moya, this kid is mine. I only need one breath to kill him." .I want to play with him first, and then drain his blood." Her voice was full of cruelty and expectation.
"Coming here alone, you must have someone to rely on." Mr. Zi Tong smiled calmly and said, "Don't worry, let me see what he can do first."
After saying that, his eyes glowed purple and he looked at Zhang Mo.
Listening to their conversation, Nangong Yu's heart tightened and she screamed: "Run!"
However, before her voice could finish completely, she was interrupted by a shrill scream.
Zi Tongjun screamed repeatedly. He covered his eyes tightly with his hands and rolled on the ground in pain. Streams of blood seeped out from between his fingers, staining the ground red.
Nangong Yu looked at Zi Tongjun blankly, not knowing what happened to him.
"Run, take me to run!" Mr. Zi Tong rolled around on the ground, screaming miserably.
The faces of the four masters, Xue'e, Mo Ya, Dai Xiao, and Helian Tulan, changed drastically. They looked at Zi Tongjun who was struggling painfully on the ground with astonishment.
"Run? Why run?"
What Zi Tongjun means is that the four of us join forces, Helian Tulan Earth Level, three Xuan Level 9, to deal with a Yellow Level, are we going to run away?
The reckless, bloodthirsty and belligerent Moya had his eyes widened. He waved the huge mace in his hand and stared at Zhang Mo with bloodthirsty fanaticism in his eyes. He had already regarded Zhang Mo as a turtle in the urn.
"He, what did he see? Is this kid scary?" Helian Tulan was a man of earthly rank after all, and he was well-informed. He stared at Zhang Mo warily. In the world of cultivation, never look down on anyone. This is the first rule.
What did Mr. Zi Tong’s purple eyes see?
Dai Xiao is facing a formidable enemy. He has known Zi Tongjun for the longest time and knows the purple-eyed magic pupils best. I remember one time when they were chatting, he asked, what are the taboos of your magic eyes?
Lord Zi Tong said with a smile, "You can't look at the heavenly level, and you can't peek at the divine level!", other than that there are no taboos.
Dai Xiao was very curious at that time and asked: "How did you see it?"
Lord Zi Tong replied: "If you look at the heavenly level, your soul will be severely damaged. If you look at the divine level, you will be blinded on the spot and your mind will go crazy."
God level?
Dai Xiao's heartbeat accelerated instantly, goosebumps spread all over his body, and a strong uneasiness surged into his heart. He tried to control his emotions, but his hands and feet trembled involuntarily. A strong voice deep in his heart shouted: Run, now. Get away from here!
At this moment, Zhang Mo slowly raised his hand, and a powerful mental wave came from his fingertips. Nangong Yu and the maids all fainted.
Run away, run away quickly, or you will die! Huge fear exploded in his heart. However, he suppressed the strong impulse to escape and managed a smile:
"Devil Fang, what are you afraid of what he will do? A yellow-ranked boy will hit him to death with a mace."
Demon Ya was already bloodthirsty, and he didn't sense any super strong vitality fluctuations in Zhang Mo's body. When Dai Xiao provoked him, he immediately rushed towards Zhang Mo with a ferocious smile.
The one-foot-tall demon fang was like a moving hill, rushing towards him brandishing a huge mace. The ground trembled under his feet, as if it could not bear his violent power. His eyes were full of bloodthirsty fanaticism. He seemed to have seen the scene where he smashed Zhang Mo into a pulp with a stick.
Although Xue'e and Helian Tulan thought something was strange, they didn't notice anything else. They were about to take action when they suddenly realized something was wrong. They turned around and found Dai Xiao jumping on the flying snake. The flying snake flapped its wings. Soared into the sky.
Dai Xiao actually wanted to escape!
What's going on? !
The pupils of these two masters shrank slightly, and an ominous premonition filled their hearts.
"Dang Kou, here comes the knife!"
Zhang Mo rushed towards the Demon Fang, and the Dang Kou knife was in his hand instantly. At this moment, a cold, evil, and extremely powerful spiritual power surged out from the Niwan Palace and turned into a tiny needle, like an embroidery needle. The spirit stabbed at the madly charging Demon Fang silently.
The muscles on Zhang Mo's face twitched. Is this, such a small 'spiritual embroidery needle' okay?
Demon Fang was running wildly, and suddenly his whole body was shaken, as if he was hit hard by an invisible force, and an earth-shattering scream came from his mouth, the sound was full of endless pain and panic.
The mace came out of his hand, and Moya hugged his head tightly with both hands. His face instantly turned extremely pale, and his eyes revealed unspeakable fear, confusion and pain.
"Cut the world with one sword!"
"Click"
Zhang Mo ended his pain, and Mo Ya's head drew a sad arc in the air and flew into the sky.
Helian Tulan and Xue'e also deeply felt the fluctuation of the soul. The spiritual power revealed in that fluctuation was strange and powerful, so terrifying that it made people despair. It seemed that it did not originate from this world. But from the abyss, from hell.
The two of them had never felt such evil and powerful spiritual power. They finally knew why Dai Xiao ran away, and finally knew why Zi Tongjun shouted and ran away.
This is undoubtedly a mental wave coming from an ultra-high realm. Only strong men above the heaven level can exude such a terrifying aura.
Without any hesitation, the two made the decision to escape almost at the same moment.
Xue'e jumped up and nimbly jumped onto the bat beside her, while Helian Turan plunged into the ground.
The spiritual embroidery needle flew out quietly, silently, but as fast as lightning. Its target is Helian Turan.
Helian Tulan, who had just escaped halfway to the ground, screamed miserably, and the ground shook.
The embroidery needle pierced Helian Tulan's soul, as if passing through silk, without stopping at all, and the lightning pierced Xue'e in the air.
Xue'e screamed, and the embroidery needle had already pierced her soul. She held her head tightly with both hands, and her body fell from the back of the bat like a kite with its string broken.
"Bloody knife cuts throat!"
The Dangkou knife easily slit open the throat of the defenseless Earth-level master Helian Turan, and blood spattered. Helian Turan tilted his head and his upper body lay on the ground, motionless.
"Cut with a knife in the wind"
Xue'e, who fell from the air, was also chopped into two pieces with one knife, and the blood spilled like a rain of blood.
Further away, a shrill scream suddenly came. Dai Xiao fell down from the flying snake and covered his head.
With a "pop" sound, he fell heavily to the ground, causing dust to fly.
Dai Xiao's face was as pale as paper, he was incontinent, his whole body was twitching involuntarily, and violent breathing came from his mouth.
Zhang Mo slowly fell from the air and looked at him.
"No, I'll give you whatever you want. Don't kill me."
Dai Xiao covered his head, twitched, and begged for mercy.
Zhang Mo smelled the smell of urine and shook his head. He knew that this mental power could not kill him, but for a quarter of an hour, he should not be able to fight.
Dai Xiao's heart was filled with endless regret. Why don't you come to Dongsheng to stay well in Beihai Country?
Zhang Mo knelt down and looked at Dai Xiao at eye level. There was curiosity in his eyes: "Who among us is the traitor?"
"It's Dou Fang." Dai Xiao said, covering his head.
Zhang Mo waved his knife.
"I curse! You will not die well!"
A handful of blood flew everywhere, and Dai Xiao's head took off.
