And then...... Nothing happened.

Haza glared at Mo Zhiyu, the flame in his eyes burning brightly, as if it was about to burn the person reflected in the flame to ashes. However, nothing happened to this man, and the man shrugged his shoulders innocently.

"No...... No way! Haza shook his head and took a step back in disbelief, he had come with the Soul Stone, how could it be out of order now?

Mo Zhiyu watched Haza's wonderful performance, smiled and shook his head. Indeed, a few minutes ago, Meng Gen's Yuan Force aura was still on him, but what he was best at cultivating the Chaos Domineering Qi was to absorb and transform Yuan Power, and in just these few minutes, Meng Gen's Yuan Force had been completely digested. The reason why he dared to bet that he came here to steal the ship was because he calculated the time, after hijacking the ship, Menggen's Yuan Force would disappear, and the Soul Stone would not become a threat.

Shameless looked at Haza silently, looking at Haza's shocked appearance, his expression still did not change, but his hand pressed the hilt of the sword on his waist, not angry and arrogant, and said lightly: "Sa Dumen, slander my disciple of Tianjian Mountain, what is the reason for malicious murder?" ”

Haza stared at him, clenched his fists, and suddenly collected the life soul stone, his hands were blazing, and the warm breath of Yuan Li swung up his robe, and he shouted: "This is the place of Sadumen, what I say is what it is!" No face, we are both in the late stage of the Phantom Yuan Realm, you are alone, what can you do?! ”

Behind him, a group of Sadumen disciples at the same time agitated Yuan Li, lit up their weapons, and made a huge noise.

In the face of such a battle, Wuyan did not speak, but in the mountains and forests at this moment, more than a dozen people came out. They were all dressed in black, hooded, ghost-faced, and armed with weapons, and they appeared here quietly at some point, as if they were ghosts.

It is the elite of the war department who is with no face. Although the abilities of these people are also in the Dingyuan Realm and the Lun Spirit Realm, they are enough to deal with this group of Sadumen disciples.

And the big boss is naturally left to the big boss to deal with.

At such a tense moment, Wuyan finally grasped the hilt of the sword, and then said two words: "Stand back." ”

Mo Zhiyu knew that of course this sentence was not for Haza, but for their group of cannon fodder, the duel between the late stage of the Phantom Yuan Realm and the late stage of the Phantom Yuan Realm, how could they be able to observe? So he hurriedly shouted Luo Bingqian and they retreated.

"Kill!" Haza let out a loud shout, and the flames in his hands skyrocketed, and the fervent Yuan Force seemed to engulf everything.

Then suddenly, this Yuan Force came to an abrupt end, just like the scene that happened before.

The flames in Haza's hands and eyes were extinguished, and his pupils were still full of anger, but between his forehead, a very thin red line suddenly appeared, and then this red line spread and expanded rapidly, and Haza's entire body was broken in half.

This duel between high-level Yuan Force cultivators started with such a huge momentum, and ended so suddenly, and Wu Yan stood there, still holding the hilt of his sword, as if nothing had happened.

Only Mo Zhiyu saw clearly: what a fast sword, how explosive, and how good control! In an instant, the sword was released, so fast that the afterimage could not be seen, and the yuan force was also released and contracted in an instant. Shameless, he really deserves to be the leader of the younger generation of Tianjian Mountain, and a well-deserved senior brother!

As soon as Hadza died, the disciples of the Saduk sect were immediately frightened, and they looked faceless, as if they were looking at evil spirits from hell. And this evil ghost only said one word: "Take the ship, destroy it!" So the demons' men rushed out of the mountains and forests, and in a few strokes, they killed the terrified Saduk disciples with overwhelming force.

The disciples of the Sadumen Sect on the flying ship also didn't care about the same sect below, and planned to set sail and escape, but the elites of the War Department of Tianjian Mountain were faster, and only three people jumped into the sky, jumped into the boat, and then took control of the flying ship in their hands in just a moment.

Then the bodies of the disciples of the Sadumen on the flying boat were thrown down from the boats one by one, and the elites of the war department below quickly carried the bodies of all the disciples of the Sadumen and threw them into the fire of the cottage.

If you kill someone on the territory of Sadumen, you naturally can't leave a handle, and you want to destroy the corpse. Mo Zhiyu remembered something about the War Department, and the people in the War Department never said superfluous nonsense, they only had action.

The problem on this side has been solved, Wuyan turned around, and looked at Mo Zhiyu sharply, which made Mo Zhiyu startled, but there was a "poof" sound behind him, and he turned around and saw Xiao Jian crying bitterly, so he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Elder Wuyan, I was wrong, I shouldn't have been!" Xiao Jian knelt on the ground and wailed in pain, but he saw that his faceless expression did not change in the slightest, he sobbed a few times, and when he saw Mo Zhiyu, he immediately crawled over, calling Mo Zhiyu's thighs, like grasping the last straw, "Senior Brother Mo, please, spare me!" I will spend the rest of my life making cows and horses for you, and being slaves and maidservants! Please, please! ”

Mo Zhiyu looked at this person's tears and snot rubbing against his pants, he frowned in disgust, besides, what does it mean to accept a rough man as a slave? At a time when life is in danger, it is understandable to do such a thing, but if you dare to do it, you must dare to do it. Mo Zhiyu looked at this person coldly, and only said, "I'm not in charge, it's useless for you to beg me." ”

Hearing this, Xiao Jian's crying stopped suddenly, he let go of Mo Zhiyu's thighs, and looked at Wuyan, his face was like ashes, as if he had become a dead man.

A black wooden token suddenly appeared in Wuyan's hand, and he said lightly: "Xiao Jian, a disciple of the inner gate, betrayed the mountain gate and attempted to hurt his fellow disciples, and now he is removed from the status of a disciple of Tianjian Mountain on the spot, and sentenced to death!" Every word he said turned into a golden word and burned it on the black wood token, and after the last three words were branded, the word "kill" appeared on the token.

Then Wuyan casually threw out the token, and a war elite behind him jumped over and caught the Kuroki token.

The elite of the War Department walked towards Xiao Jian with the black wood token, the eye-catching "kill" on the token lit up, and a small whirlpool appeared, and the clothes on Xiao Jian's body also trembled, and his storage ring, long sword, and a silver Tianjian Mountain badge flew out and merged into the whirlpool, which took away all the things about Tianjian Mountain on Xiao Jian's body.

In the end, the elite of the war department walked in front of Xiao Jian, holding the shady token in his hand, and suddenly plunged into Xiao Jian's heart. Mo Zhiyu didn't need to know with his divine eyes that this was the destruction of Xiao Jian's Yuan Bud, the Yuan Bud was broken, and the Yuan Force breath dissipated, which was the real death mark of a Yuan Li monk.

(End of chapter)