Zhuang Zijin didn't expect that he was so fast. He was in front of him in a blink of an eye. He panicked and shouted: "Quickly——"

However, he only had time to utter one word, and Mo Mingzhi punched him in the chest, swallowing all the rest of his words.

Zhuang Zijin's body was like a rag doll, flying backwards into the sky, smashing a big tree, lying on the ground, struggling to get up, and blood was flowing from his mouth.

Only then did the others react and shouted: "Do it!"

For a moment, several disciples stepped forward, holding long swords, and surrounded Mo Mingzhi.

These people are all inner sect disciples, and each one of them possesses the cultivation level at the peak of the master realm.

But in front of Mo Mingzhi at this moment, what does the peak of his master's realm mean?

He didn't use any magical powers at all. He just used his fists to shuttle among the crowd. On the cliff, there were stars flickering continuously. Every time they flickered, someone fell down or flew backwards.

Almost in just a few breaths, all the disciples had fallen down, and only Mo Mingzhi was still standing.

With a cold face and clenched fists, he approached Zhuang Zijin who was lying in the forest.

Although Zhuang Zijin was seriously injured, he did not lose consciousness. When he saw him approaching, he suddenly panicked.

"Mo Mingzhi, what do you want to do? Do you really want to betray the master? The master has been very kind to you, you..."

"The kindness is as great as a mountain?" Mo Mingzhi showed a sneer: "It is true that the master has been as kind as a mountain to me, but now that the master is dead, what do I owe Shiling Sect? How many Qi Gathering Pills?"

He reached into his arms, took out the two secret books, along with the Yuan Ning Dan and the spirit stones given last night, and threw them on Zhuang Zijin.

"I don't need these things at all." He looked at Zhuang Zijin and slowly raised his fist: "If I had known, after the master died, I should have left the Shiling Sect directly. Now, I have nothing to do with the Shiling Sect.

It doesn't matter. And you want to kill me."

His face became colder and colder, with a hint of anger in his eyes.

That is the anger of being deceived.

"Are you ready to die?"

The next moment, Mo Mingzhi's hair stood up! A fist struck out of Mo Mingzhi's back, and with a crisp sound, Mo Mingzhi was thrown backwards and fell into the forest, breaking several giant trees before he stopped.

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Mo Mingzhi fell to the ground, spat out a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked back.

He saw a middle-aged man with white temples holding a long sword, glaring at him with murderous intent on his face.

Mo Mingzhi laughed: "It turns out you are the head of the clan. I was still thinking, you don't think you can just sit down and get my secret book without coming in person, do you?"

Although he was smiling, there was no smile in his eyes.

The head of the Shiling Sect snorted coldly, and pointed the long sword at him: "Evil disciple, do you think you can escape after committing such a heinous crime? Hurry up and capture me, and I can make your death more comfortable."

"No need to talk nonsense." Mo Mingzhi stood up and replied calmly, while taking out a blue secret book from his arms.

"Did you see it? This is the secret book you want. It's called Star Transformation."

Looking at the head of the Shiling Sect whose face changed slightly, Mo Mingzhi flashed a light in his eyes and sneered: "Are you thinking about what kind of skill secret book this is that can allow me to transform from a master to a master in half a month?"

How can a waste from the sixth level of body refining reach the current strength? Let me tell you, it is a heaven-level technique!"

The head of Shiling Sect was shocked, and his eyes showed greedy light: "Heaven-level skills... are actually heaven-level skills! No wonder!"
Chapter completed!