Mo Yiming stood on the big stone and did not continue to escape. He turned to look at Ye Shengtian. After the words fell, a light flashed in his eyes, which turned into the power of cultivation in his hands, waiting for Ye Shengtian to approach.

Ye Shengtian was extremely angry. In his opinion, the reason why the attack he had made before was shattered by Mo Yiming was definitely because Mo Yiming stole some supplements, so his heart became even more unbalanced. Even in this imbalance, his body suddenly jumped. When he was rotating in the air, a series of cultivation powers turned into white light, and from its rotation, it turned into a sharp sword, and shot directly towards Mo Yiming's place.

"I'm going to kill you!"

In contrast, when Ye Shengtian saw Mo Yiming running away like a rabbit, he felt anger in his heart, but he felt a little pleasure. After all, he liked to see the weak in fear in front of him, and this look would satisfy him. But now Mo Yiming did not continue to escape, but instead wanted to kill Ye Shengtian, which made Ye Shengtian even more murderous intent. All the power of the fifth level of cultivation, plus his magic, turned into this overwhelming white sword!

With a deep roar, the galloping sword suddenly made a buzzing sound. The powerful cultivation power teared the void, and when it passed through the void, there was a fluctuation echo.

If it were the case before, Mo Yiming would have run away frantically when facing this attack, but now, when he felt this power, he didn't care at all. Even if the speed was reflected in his eyes, it seemed much slower.

This is the difference between the sixth level and the fifth level of Qi gathering.

Mo Yiming did not move, just flicked his fingers. On it, a transparent cultivation force flew out, turning into a protective circle, surrounding his body, forming a barrier.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"...

After a series of explosions, these white swords hit the barrier and turned into nothingness.

This scene made Ye Shengtian hesitate, and he immediately sighed angrily: "What did you steal from?"

At this moment, he still didn't believe that Mo Yiming's cultivation would be higher than himself.

As his voice echoed, he stood on the ground, his palms suddenly swung out into the sky. In the sleeves, two bronze swords roared out. After falling into his hands, he controlled the two swords at Mo Yiming's place and shot straight away.

"Let you taste my magic sword technique!"

This was like Ye Shengtian's last magic. When the sharp sword roared out, the buzzing sound echoed, tearing the void. The moment he was about to touch Mo Yiming, it suddenly turned into two ferocious beasts, opened his bloody mouth and bit Mo Yiming.

Mo Yiming's expression did not change. He just raised his eyes and suddenly waved his palm: "Strange magic is a good magic, but unfortunately your cultivation is not enough!"

As Mo Yiming's voice echoed, in his palm, the power of his cultivation from the sixth level of his gathering of energy suddenly burst out and turned into the six paths of sound waves.

With a bang, accompanied by the echo of these power shock waves, Ye Shengtian's body suddenly felt a sensation of shock. As a mouthful of blood was sprayed out, his body also hit the bamboo forest behind him.

And there was also a numb feeling in Mo Yiming's palm. Although this feeling was not spoken, he was also sighing in his heart about the importance of this magic.

He stood up from the ground barely, and Ye Shengtian's eyes showed a look of surprise, but he was unwilling to accept it. Even so, he did not dare to step forward while drinking: "How could your cultivation level gather at the sixth level of Qi! You are obviously a person without the talent for cultivation. What kind of forbidden techniques have you practiced!"

In Ye Shengtian's opinion, Mo Yiming must have practiced some forbidden art. Only some forbidden art will instantly improve the cultivator's cultivation. However, most people will not practice this forbidden art, because once they practice this forbidden art, not to mention that the cultivation level will be frozen at a certain stage in the future, and even their lifespan will be implicated.

Generally speaking, if you don’t have any deep hatred, you will not be able to practice the forbidden art at all. Moreover, if you discover this forbidden art within the sect, you will be executed!

Because once the forbidden technique is practiced, it will cause people to lose their minds, forget themselves, and kill them at will!

But Mo Yiming did not consider the meaning of his words. He took a step forward and fell from the big stone to the bamboo forest. He looked at Ye Shengtian with a smile on his lips, but at this moment, his eyes made Ye Shengtian look at him with a coldness that was indescribable!

"What other tricks are there? If not, it's my turn."

Mo Yiming spoke coldly, about to take action.

Ye Shengtian's body subconsciously retreated, and the power of his mind was output. A white feather suddenly appeared under his feet. After it became bigger in an instant, he lifted up his body, and the surprise in his eyes turned into the pride of the moment.

"Do you think you can kill me when you reach the sixth level of Qi Gathering? I want to go to Xifeng to complain and sue you for practicing forbidden art. I want you to take off your clothes in front of everyone, and let the elders of the sect confirm your body! I want you to be ashamed of yourself and die tragically under the thunder strike, burning the fire, turning into ashes!"

Ye Shengtian became more and more angry as he spoke. The flying treasure under his feet began to speed backwards under his mind.

But Mo Yiming would not let Ye Shengtian escape at all. His murderous intention was resolved. So the moment Ye Shengtian flew out, the Qianyuanbao fan flew out from the Baichuan bag and appeared at Mo Yiming's feet. After lifting his body, he appeared in front of Ye Shengtian in a blink of an eye.

"Do you think you can run away?"

When the words fell, Mo Yiming made five fingers and then clenched his fist. The fist suddenly had the power of cultivation visible to the naked eye and then suddenly hit Ye Shengtian's left arm.

Ye Shengtian had no time to react. The pain from his arm made him scream. While blood and flesh were splattering, his left arm had already been disconnected from his body.

"Aren't you going to break my arm?"

At this moment, Ye Shengtian finally felt Mo Yiming's terror, gritted his teeth, endured the pain from his body, and saw an unprecedented horror in his eyes. This horror made the heartbeat speed reach its extreme, as if it was about to fly out of his body, which was extremely uncomfortable!

"Aren't you going to cut my legs?"

When he was in pain, Mo Yiming's palm cut through the void. Although he had not touched Ye Shengtian's body, the power of cultivation had already tore through the void. With strong power, he directly chopped Ye Shengtian's legs like a horizontal slash.

Ye Shengtian let out another painful scream. Before this, when he faced a monk who was weaker than him, the longest thing he saw was the expression of terror, despair, begging, and finally letting him dominate. What he enjoyed the most was this expression.

But when all this happened to him, he really felt this feeling, and it was not good!

He is now in front of Mo Yiming, and has no power to resist at all!

"If you dare to kill me in this western peak, my senior brother will definitely tear you apart. When I go to the south gate, I will definitely razed your back mountain to the ground!"

While roaring, Ye Shengtian made a final struggle with fear, and his entire body of cultivation gathered on the flying treasure, as if he wanted to increase the speed of the flying treasure to the highest level.

But facing Mo Yiming's Qianyuanbao Fan, this is simply a slight witch.

"Now I'm outside the West Peak, why don't I dare to kill you!"

Mo Yiming shouted deeply, his anger turned into the power of cultivation, and the speed of the Qianyuanbao fan under his feet increased sharply. He instantly approached Ye Shengtian's body, which shocked Ye Shengtian. He suddenly shouted loudly in the distance: "Senior Sister Liu, save me!"

As the sound echoed, the power of the cultivation level of Mo Yiming's sixth level of energy gathered suddenly on Ye Shengtian's body, causing Ye Shengtian's body to explode, and bloodshots splashed everywhere, dyeing the stream in the forest red.

After taking a long breath, Mo Yiming's expression appeared satisfied.

"This cultivation level of the sixth level of Qi gathering is not bad. I want to scare me and ask Senior Sister Liu to save you... Labor and Capital are not scared!"

While pondering inside, Mo Yiming looked into the distance and was about to leave, but when he looked at him, he couldn't help but be stunned and an incredible look appeared in his eyes.
Chapter completed!