At this time, dozens of powerful auras suddenly appeared in Lifeng Shengyuan, all moving towards Mo Wuxing's small building.
Mo Wuxing stared blankly at the door that had been broken, with a thoughtful look: Is this bodywork Xuan Mingjue? But...
An old voice interrupted his thoughts.
"Wuxing! Are you okay?"
Mo Juqi's figure appeared next to Mo Wuxing with a strange smell.
"Grandpa, I'm fine." Mo Wuxing replied respectfully, paused, and he remembered something again: "By the way, Grandpa, did you send the silver noodles?"
Mo Juqi's expression turned cold: "Silver face? That mentor with good swordsmanship? No, is he here to assassinate you?"
"No, it was him who saved me." Mo Wuxing shook his head and said, and he began to wonder. Since it was not Mo Juqi who sent him here, why did he come here? He didn't believe it was really just a coincidence.
"Who is the one who wants to kill you?"
"I don't know, the man was wearing a mask and his breath was very strange, but I felt that he looked like a person."
Mo Wuxing said, and couldn't help but remember the situation when the man broke out. Although the body movement he used was something he had never seen before, it gave him a very familiar feeling.
"Who do you look like?" Others also came to Mo Wuxing's small building one after another, and they were the seven people who were in charge of supervision and trial before.
"Xuan Mingjue! But I can't figure out why he wanted to kill me. Moreover, their aura is different, they are completely two people."
Mo Wuxing's words made everyone silent, and Mo Juqi said, "Catch it and ask, I will know, Yi Feng, you can do it."
"yes!"
An old man in the robe responded, called several warriors and left the building.
......
As the person involved, Yue Mochen didn't know that he would face the danger of his identity being exposed, and was still confronting the silver-faced mentor.
Seeing Yue Mo Chenbing as if he was facing a great enemy, Yinmeng said coldly: "Tell me your purpose, I may make you die more quickly. Don't expect to escape the disaster. Just want to attack Master Wuxing, this crime is already the reason for you to die."
"Haha, it seems like I can really kill me." Yue Mochen said with a smile.
When Yinmian heard this, she suddenly became angry: "You! Since that's the case, then you can die!"
Before he finished speaking, the horizontal knife in Yinmian's hand was already slashing towards Yue Mochen!
"The turbulent flow of the underworld!"
One sword brought out countless sword lights, like a rushing wave, rushing towards Yue Mochen!
Looking at the momentum of the knife, Yue Mochen's expression condensed, but he had no intention of retreating and kicked his right foot to the ground!
He rushed towards the silver face and sword light!
Both were very fast, and in a blink of an eye the distance between the two shrank to about twenty feet. Yue Mochen was still rushing forward constantly, even Yinmeng was surprised.
"Is he going to die?" Yinmeng said in his heart, but he had no intention of showing mercy. In his heart, anyone who wanted to hurt Mo Wuxing was his mortal enemy!
Yue Mochen naturally didn't rush up to die. Just when he was less than ten feet away from the sword light, his body turned flexibly.
"Breaking the Wind Combo!"
Yue Mochen used a martial art that he had not used for a long time to break the wind!
Compared to the time he used it in the Deep Moon Forest, Yue Mochen himself has made too great progress, so the power of martial arts cannot be compared to the same day.
I saw him and the single-final sword in his hand were like a whirlwind, or like a black gyro, rushing directly into the stream of sword light!
The sound of gold and iron intertwined constantly, and sparks flew everywhere. The gyros formed by the moon and dust tore the wild flow of sword lights, and rushed to the silver face with a dark whirlwind as dark as ink!
Yinmeng's face changed, but his subordinates did not hesitate and took the long knife in his hand and went up to meet him.
Amid the "whistling" sound of the wind, the weapons in the two of them kept touching each other, and both were surprised by the speed of each other.
Yue Mochen knew that the other party was difficult to deal with, but now it seemed that he underestimated the other party. If he wanted to kill this guy wearing a silver mask, he would have to give all his trump cards!
As soon as my heart moved, the light of reincarnation surged out. The single-fin sword, which was originally dyed dark and silent, was even more black and bright, like a strange, black torch, and the spiritual energy of reincarnation kept emerging on the sword.
"roll!"
With Yue Mochen's stopping shouting, both sides secretly increased the sword path in their hands. The moment the swords and swords collided, both of them couldn't help but take a few steps back.
However, the two retreated differently. Silver face only retreated four steps, but Yue Mochen retreated nearly ten steps. In this way, the level of cultivation will be judged immediately before his eyes.
"You're just a fighter realm?"
Yin showed a look of horror on his face. He could not imagine that the man in black who was equal to him in front of him was actually just a weak existence who was less than the Heavenly Level, even at the mid-level of the Hundred Tribulation Realm.
But the fact is right in front of him, and he couldn't help but not believe it!
"I can't leave such a powerful enemy to Young Master Wuxing, so you must die!"
As Yinmeng said, a burst of energy surged out of his body, centered on his body, and thought that this energy brought a whirlwind! At the same time, the robe on his body exploded, revealing his body as strong as a dragon.
Yue Mochen smiled calmly and hurriedly: "Haha, can you beat me a little after taking off your clothes? Or will you be abused? I'll tell you, you're done!"
After saying that, Yue Mochen jumped up, and black light suddenly appeared on his body. The nearly four-meter-long wings of reincarnation broke out of the air. Under the pale white moonlight, it was burning silently but strangely like a noble demon flame.
Yue Mochen was like a king, looking down at Yinmian with no expression on his face, because he already felt that the Yinmian in front of him was already a dead person!
"One sword, break the sky!" The cold syllables were spit out from Yue Mochen's mouth. This is one of the sword skills recorded in the Dugu Family Sword Book. Meng Wujian had used it on the Wanyuan Plain that day, and Yue Mochen also practiced it after that time.
After he practiced, he realized that this sword skill was indeed extraordinary. An ordinary sword move actually beat all martial arts of the same level!
As Yue Mochen's voice fell, a sword energy that looked like a stunning rainbow took shape out of thin air. Although it was not as powerful as the sword of Meng Wujian that day, it was also extraordinary.
At the moment when the sword energy flowed, the woods became extremely quiet, and even all the spiritual energy in the world became silent. The sharp aura emitted by the sword energy seemed to be covered with a layer of cold frost!
Yinmian stared at the sword energy, his mind was blank, and he even lost the ability to think!