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Chapter 107 Ask for some interest

Yue Mochen pretended to be horrified and shouted: "Brother Meng, help me! Our cheap son is going to kill his father!"

Even with Mo Buping's scheming, Yue Mochen and the others were still so angry that they sprayed blood!

"Hahaha, you're so angry!"

Yue Mochen laughed loudly, without any panic, although at this time, Mo Buping's subordinates had already attacked one after another!

Meng Wujian chuckled and stepped forward, and the long sword in his hand suddenly appeared.

"Break the sky with one sword!"

A sword light arises from the sword body. As Meng Wujian's arm swings, the sword energy leaves the sword, like a large moon-shaped light slashing, flying horizontally!

"careful!"

Several other Master Nian were shocked to see this and retreated repeatedly, while the two warriors flew forward to block the attack for Master Nian's sect.

"Breaking through the sky with one sword? Are you from the Dugu family?" Mo Buping was shocked. Things were a little beyond his expectations, but he became ecstatic.

"Don't let him go. The Dugu family has not yet obtained the sword scripture, so it is probably on him!"

After all, the Mo family sent so many masters to surround Dugu Lie and others back then because of their fear of the sword script and the Dugu family, but unfortunately Mo Bufan did not successfully take away the sword script.

And now that the opportunity has appeared again, Mo Buping will certainly not let it go.

He said secretly with a gloomy smile: Brother, let me help you if you can't accomplish anything. If I make such a great contribution, I will definitely not forget you!

When Yue Mochen saw Meng Wujian taking action, of course he would not be idle either. He raised his hands and nearly ten daggers appeared in his hands. In a blink of an eye, he threw them hard at the Mo family and others!

After doing all this, Yue Mochen flew out with a single-final sword in his hand, and his direction was Yue Moling, who had betrayed him before.

Yue Moling exclaimed loudly: "Save me!"

However, the rescue she was looking forward to did not come, because the Mo family members were no longer flawed. Two warriors were entangled by Meng Wujian, and several Nian Masters were already scared by the dagger thrown by Yue Mochenfei!

The dagger broke through the air with black spiritual energy and instantly came to the eyes of several scholars. They rushed to hold up a shield of mind power, which just blocked the dagger that was shooting at them.

However, melee combat has never been a battle method that Lingmin Master is good at. Just by blocking these daggers, a Lingmin Master actually used most of his mind power!

The dagger stabbed his mind shield made of his deep mind power, and immediately lost its momentum, and then fell to the ground. However, he was scared to death and cold sweat oozed out of his forehead.

At this time, Yue Mochen had already arrived at Yue Moling's side and gently sent forward the single-final sword. This high-level holy weapon was fought in the posture of a holy weapon for the first time, and the effect was naturally extraordinary.

The sound of glass breaking sounded, and the spiritual shield that Yue Moling made all her strength broke through in response to the sound. The single-fin sword wrapped in the dark reincarnation spiritual energy suddenly flashed out a red light. Yue Moling looked at the single-fin sword pierced into her body with dull eyes, and then fell to the ground.

The whole process was just a blink of an eye!

"High-level spiritual weapon is indeed extraordinary!" Yue Mochen said in his heart, feeling overjoyed. He was holding such a big killing weapon and killing Yue Moling, who was also a fighter, was as easy as playing.

No, it should be much easier than playing.

With a gentle curl of the corner of his mouth, Yue Mochen turned his head and looked at the spiritual thought master who had consumed most of his spiritual thoughts. The latter just took off his spiritual thought shield and reached out to wipe his forehead coldly.

And he is the person closest to Yue Mochen except Yue Moling who fell to the ground!

Yue Mochen lifted his sword and rushed towards him, and he didn't even look at Yue Moling who fell to the ground, as if her life and death had nothing to do with him. From the beginning, Yue Mochen's target was not her, and her life and death were not important, but just to cover Yue Mochen's next attack.

The cover was very successful. Everyone thought that Yue Mochen's goal was to betray his Yue Moling, who had just betrayed him, and Yue Moling's fall also made them more convinced of their thoughts, so they felt relieved their vigilance.

It was not until Yue Mochen successfully flew forward to the spiritual master that he realized that Yue Mochen's target was probably not just Yue Moling!

But they! They are their group of mind masters who have low melee ability and physical strength that is no different from ordinary people without spiritual thought shields!

In a daze, he held up the spiritual thought shield again in an attempt to resist Yue Mochen's attack. The cold sweat on the Master's forehead became even stronger.

"Die!"

Yue Mochen roared lowly, and the spiritual light surged out, driving the black edge belt like a black streaming silhouette, passing through the vastness of the night, and stabbing at the spiritual thought master at the same time!

Seeing this, Master Ling Nian was even more shocked, and there was only one thought in his head: "It's over."

Spiritual thought masters are noble and even weak. They are never protected by warriors, like emperors who are strategizing, and only let their soldiers protect them.

So, when Meng Wujian took action, the two warriors immediately stood in front.

But because of Meng Wujian's strength, they could only deal with Meng Wujian together. In their opinion, Yue Mochen could not cause any big storms.

However, the fact gave them a loud slap. The spiritual thought shield that the spiritual thought master hastily held up has not yet fully formed, and Yue Mochen's single-final sword has arrived in front of him!

Yue Mochen withdrew his sword, Ling Nian Master fell to the ground, and there was no more breath!

They underestimated Yue Mochen and even overestimated these spiritual thought masters!

The price is the death of a companion.

If everyone present, including Mo Buping, attacked Yue Mochen instead of defending at a loss, even if they could not kill Yue Mochen, it would at least cause him some trouble.

But none of them reacted, from a certain perspective, this was enough to prove their selfishness.

In fact, they can't blame them. In the Relic of Gods, their holy level is the top master, but in the big world, there are as numerous as ox-haired holy levels, and their cultivation can only be considered very ordinary, so it is normal for their lack of combat awareness, so they can only show off their power in the Relic of Gods.

Although Mo Buping was just a spiritual thought master, his body was Yue Moyu, a warrior with heaven-level cultivation. After he realized it, he immediately picked up a dagger and killed Yue Mochen.

Yue Mochen slashed out with a sword and said with a crazy laugh: "Come on! Let's fight another battle!"

While saying this, Yue Mochen secretly mentioned the soul attack that hindered the spiritual thought master. At the same time, Yue Mochen's voice came to Meng Wujian's mind: "Escape separately and proceed as planned! Be careful!"

At the same time, he sent a message to Meng Wujian, then pretended to attack Mo Buping several times, and laughed wildly: "This is just interest!"

After saying that, he flashed and disappeared into the vast night.


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