Time flies by and seven or eight days have passed.
As soon as Yunzheng was inherited from a strong man's cemetery, he saw a blazing light flashing through the sky.
Her heart suddenly tightened, it was Rune's distress signal!
Yunzheng didn't have time to think too much. She flashed her body and rushed towards the position ahead.
There was a noise in front of her, and she saw many people forming a circle.
‘锵——’
A strong force burst out, forcing everyone to take a few steps back.
This is...Mo Jing's power!
"This kid not only got the inheritance of great power, but also got many treasures. No wonder he was targeted by Wu Chengmo!"
"Oh, that kid is miserable too. He was willing to give up the treasure he just got, but Wu Chengmo insisted on killing him!"
"Mr. Wu, isn't he afraid that the boy will hold a grudge? As the saying goes, those who achieve great things do not stick to trivial matters. They should cut off the weeds and roots, lest the spring breeze blows and reappears..."
Everyone was talking a lot.
Yunzheng didn't care too much and pushed the crowd away. The scene in front of her fell into her eyes, and her heart tightened suddenly.
The young man in the black uniform had blood running down his forehead, staining his light brown mole red. His eyes were scarlet, revealing some inexplicable cruelty and madness.
And the big knife he was holding in his hand had been broken into two pieces.
The sword seemed to be making a mournful cry.
This sword has been following Mo Jing's side. Whenever Yu Qiu's weapon refining level is improved, he will help Mo Jing's sword be refined and upgraded again.
He cherishes this sword because it was... a coming-of-age gift from his grandfather!
At this time, the mean-looking old man raised his sword and slashed at Mo Jing, bringing with him power belonging to the high-level of the Holy Heavenly Dao Realm.
Everyone stared with bated breath.
'boom--'
Another strange force burst out, fighting against the old man's sword, and the sharp wind forced everyone back again.
After everyone stood firm, they looked up at the scene in front of them and were slightly stunned.
A girl in red clothes suddenly appeared, standing next to the boy in black clothes, and worked with him to resist the attack.
"Can you still hold on?" Yunzheng's dark eyes seemed to be brewing with a storm, and she asked intently.
His voice was slightly hoarse, "Ayun, I want to kill him..."
Yunzheng's eyes moved slightly and she replied firmly: "Then I will help you."
The young man in black attire had scarlet eyes and sharp eyes, and his five fingers clenched the handle of the incomplete broadsword in his hand, like a fierce lion ready to attack.
When old man Wu Chengmo saw a girl suddenly appear, he sneered in his heart. A weak girl actually appeared to die!
Killing one is killing, killing two is killing again!
Anyway, neither of them seems to have any identity background.
The battle is about to break out!
A figure, one black and one red, moved towards the mean-looking old man in an instant. The incomplete sword set off a gust of wind, and the flaming spear was thrown out, blasting layer after layer.
‘Boom boom boom——’
Wu Chengmo raised his sword to block, but was forced to take a few steps back.
Wu Chengmo's face changed with shock. It was clear that the kid was beaten to death by him just now, so why could his power explode again now...
"Flowing Cloud Blade!"
"Fire Phoenix Spear!"
The two forces came together, and the surroundings were filled with a dangerous atmosphere.
‘锵——’
Wu Chengmo immediately swung his sword to counterattack. The sword wind swept across and exploded into pieces one after another. Yunzheng and Mo Jing moved to both sides to avoid it.
Mo Jing's vision went dark, and he felt a sharp pain in his head, which made his consciousness tremble slightly. At this time, he vomited out another mouthful of blood.
His body was unstable, and just as he was about to fall, someone grabbed his arm.
Yunzheng looked sideways at him, worry surging in her eyes, and said to him seriously: "Mo Jing, you have consumed too much, take some pills first."
"Leave it to me next!"
Mo Jing looked at her, the mole at the corner of his eye became increasingly scarlet, his eyes were slightly moist, and his tone was hoarse and somewhat helpless as he said:
"Ayun, he destroyed my sword..."
This was not only a coming-of-age gift from his grandfather, but also the last thing his grandfather left for him.
Just then——
With a smile on his face, Wu Chengmo turned his long sword into countless swords and attacked them in the direction of them.
“Let’s meet in the underworld!”
‘Whoosh whoosh’, a sound cut through the void.
Suddenly, the sound of sword blades suddenly stopped, and the girl in red was seen forming a defensive barrier with one hand, resisting the attacks of countless sword blades.
"How is that possible?!" Wu Chengmo exclaimed in disbelief.
Everyone watching was also surprised.
Immediately afterwards, the girl in red contracted her fingers, and the countless sword blades quickly reversed direction and attacked Wu Chengmo.
Wu Chengmo immediately used a palm force.
'boom--'
The two collided, causing a loud noise.
A cold voice came from Mo Jing's ear, "I will kill him for you, to avenge you and the sword."
The next moment, his body was supported by another person. He turned around and saw an old man with green eyebrows looking down at him, with a hint of worry lingering in his eyebrows.
"What are you looking at? Take the pill!"
Old Qinglong said with disgust, while feeding the elixir to his mouth, "Stop cursing, doesn't that Qiuqiu know how to refine weapons? Just ask him to help you forge it."
"Fourth uncle..."
"What happened again?"
"...Is this elixir a poisonous elixir? Why does it stink?"
Old Qinglong looked down and his expression changed slightly. He quickly put the dark elixir in his hand back into his arms, and then took out another bottle of healing elixir.
"This is not poisonous."
Before the elixir was fed to Mo Jing, he passed out.
Old Qinglong first checked his pulse. This made his eyebrows frown tightly. His veins were torn, several ribs were broken, and the small internal injuries added up, which was a bit irritating.
He still had some shallow or deep sword wounds on his body, but it was considered very good that he didn't die.
He sighed slightly, "Seven or eight of them are working so hard. It's not easy to hold on for so long."
At this moment, the cultivators who were in the same group as Wu Chengmo suddenly launched an attack towards Lao Qinglong and Mo Jing.
However, the attack was blocked by a ray of green light, and then the green-browed old man turned to look at the man and said in a deep voice: "You dare to sneak attack on me?"
When the man caught the green-browed old man's gaze, the pressure doubled, and a coercion from the divine beast pressed forcefully on him.
"ah--"
Screams rang out, and the next moment the spiritual power of the man's body poured out, bleeding from all five holes, and he fell to the ground with his eyes open.
On the other side, Yunzheng fought with Wu Chengmo, attacking fiercely and showing no mercy, and they went through more than a hundred rounds.
Wu Chengmo gradually fell behind.
"Who are you?" Wu Chengmo stared at her with disordered breathing. He couldn't see her cultivation clearly, but he found that her power was pure and strong.
Yunzheng's red lips slightly uttered a few words.
"Kill your people!"
Wu Chengmo's expression changed, and his eyes became more sinister.
The two passed dozens of rounds.
Wu Chengmo was stabbed in the chest by her spear, and she was also scratched on the back by the sword.
‘锵——’
After knocking Wu Chengmo's sword away, the girl in red clenched her hands into fists and struck him hard in the face at an extremely fast speed.
With a 'click' sound, the bridge of the nose was broken and the face was slightly sunken.
Wu Chengmo let out a shrill scream.
Immediately, Yunzheng raised his fist and hit him in the chest. With a loud bang, his body was sent flying.
And just when he was about to fall to the ground, a pair of slender white hands suddenly grabbed his ankles.