The old man in black didn't say any more, but everyone understood the meaning.

"Is it really difficult to get the cultivation of the late stage of the Yudan, plus two puppets with the strength of the Yudan stage?" ’

Mo Chong smiled bitterly in his heart, and quietly pressed a hand on the spirit beast bag. When I met the old man in black, a monk who was a monk who was a step higher than himself, he could still maintain his composure, because of the ten thousand worms in the spirit beast bag. It is impossible to fly here, and when the fight starts, Wan Jun Worm is really a good help. But right now, I'm equivalent to one against three, and it's really not easy to win.

"Very good, very good. ”

A man's words suddenly came into the ears of Mo Chong and the old man in black at this time. When the first word is heard, the sound is still far away, and by the time the fifth word reaches the ear, the sound is already close at hand. The two of them were startled, and at the same time looked in the direction where the voice came from.

I saw that on the street in the distance, I don't know when there was a middle-aged man in a Confucian shirt. The man was ordinary-looking, and he didn't say much. But there is a strange aura of condensation on his body, which makes people dare not underestimate it.

"Yuanying Monk!?" Seeing this man, Mo Chong was stunned for a moment, and then his face changed. He had already seen the Yuan Infant Monk several times, and naturally recognized this aura that belonged to the Yuan Infant Monk.

"Hmph, where are the rats ......" The old man in black didn't have Mo Chong's eyes, he snorted coldly, and wanted to say something. However, the mana aura hidden in the man in the Confucian shirt had already poured out like a raging wave at this time.

The old man in black felt the aura of the Confucian man Yuanying Monk, his face changed greatly, and he hurriedly swallowed the words in his mouth. Bow down. Said: "The younger generation is the first meaning." Meet the seniors!"

The man in the Confucian shirt glanced at the old man in black and said lightly, "Oh, is it a disciple of the Huaicheng Fu family?"

The old man in black bowed down and said, "Exactly." Seniors are ......"

The man in the Confucian shirt waved his hand without waiting for the old man in black to finish speaking, and said, "Since you are a disciple of the Fu family, if you offend me, this seat will not pursue it." However, you still have to hand over what you have on you. ”

When the old man in black heard this, his face changed. Said: "This ...... But...... The things on the juniors ......"

The man in the Confucian shirt didn't pay attention to the old man's defense at all, and after he finished speaking, he turned his head to look at Mo Chong. Mo Chong was very simple, and he ripped off the storage bag and threw it over. The man in the Confucian shirt took it and didn't open it, but still looked at Mo Chong coldly. Mo Chong smiled bitterly, so he had to tear off the spirit beast bag and throw it over.

The man in the Confucian shirt flipped the storage bag and the spirit beast bag, and turned his face to look at the old man in black again.

The expression on the face of the old man in black was changing. Sensing that the man in the Confucian shirt looked over, he immediately smiled bitterly: "Since it is the seniors who want it." The younger generation naturally has nothing to say. As he spoke, he reached for the storage bag on his waist.

On the waist of the old man in black, there are three bulging storage bags, which seem to have brought a lot of things, and looking at the painful expression of the old man in black, the three storage bags must still be good things.

The man in the Confucian shirt also followed the hand of the old man in black and fell on the storage bag on his waist. Looking at his flashing gaze, he was obviously looking forward to the contents of the old man in black's storage bag.

At this moment, something happened suddenly. I saw that the old man in black's other hand suddenly raised suddenly, and a huge gold ring with a diameter of six or seven feet flew out of his hand and slipped towards the man in the Confucian shirt. The two puppet puppets in front of the black-clothed old man also flashed at the same time and pounced towards the man in the Confucian shirt. The old man in black himself, but with a little foot, quickly retreated towards the street behind him. It seems that he does not intend to hand over what he has on him.

"Whew. ”

There was a soft thud. The golden ring had stiffened the man in the shirt. The next moment, two puppet puppets also pounced in front of the man in the Confucian shirt.

I only heard two sounds, 'plop!'. The two puppets each had a sharp claw that gripped into the man's chest. The man in the Confucian shirt turned pale, and when the two puppets withdrew their claws, the man in the Confucian shirt immediately didn't even snort, so he 'pounced' and fell straight down.

The old man in black tried his best, but he was reluctant to hand over the things he had worked so hard to collect. At this time, seeing that he suddenly made a move, he actually killed a Yuanying monk. I couldn't help but be surprised and delighted, laughed out loud, and said, "Hahahahaha! Yuan Infant Monk!?

"Hmph. ”

A faint cold snort suddenly sounded behind the old man in black. Hearing this cold snort, the old man in black was stunned for a moment, then his face turned pale, and he immediately didn't want to rush forward. At the same time, a blood-red crescent-shaped blade suddenly flashed out behind the old man in black.

The crescent-shaped blade was extremely fast, and it had already slashed past the waist of the old man in black in an instant. But after the old man in black slashed with the blade, as if he was fine, he continued to run forward for more than a dozen steps, and then suddenly there was a 'bang' and it was cut in two from the middle. The legs of the old man in black ran all the way to Mo Chong, and then he 'pounced' and fell to the ground.

The situation in front of him is undoubtedly extremely strange. But Mo Chong's expression on his face didn't change much from beginning to end.

Not far away, the corpse of the man in a Confucian shirt who fell to the ground 'fluttered' at this time and turned into a puff of green smoke. The real body of the man in the Confucian shirt slowly walked over. Outside of him, there was also a crescent-shaped blood-red curved blade that cut off the old man in black with a single blow. From the very beginning, what the old man in black attacked was just a phantom of the man in the Confucian shirt.

The man in the Confucian shirt didn't look at Mo Chong, but stretched out his hand and grabbed the storage bag of the old man in black. After checking it, he nodded in satisfaction, hung the storage bag on his waist, and then began to check Mo Chong's storage bag again.

Of course, Mo Chong's storage bag was full of junk. The man in the Confucian shirt just glanced at it twice, then frowned, closed the mouth of the bag, and said coldly: "Hmph, what are these things!?"

Mo Chong smiled bitterly: "Yes, the younger generation has a meager net worth, which makes the seniors laugh." ”

The man in the Confucian shirt looked at Mo Chong coldly, looking up and down. Apparently trying to see if Mo Chong had hidden something elsewhere on his body. Suddenly, the man in the Confucian shirt reached out and grabbed it in the air, and with a 'tearing' sound, Mo Chong's right sleeve was torn off shoulder-to-shoulder, and the Qiankun Five Elements Bracelet on Mo Chong's wrist was suddenly revealed.

The man in the Confucian shirt glanced at the Qiankun Five Elements Bracelet on Mo Chong's wrist, and his five fingers grabbed it in the air again.

At this time, the man in the Confucian shirt naturally wanted to ingest the Qiankun Five Elements Bracelet that Mo Chong was wearing on his wrist. I didn't know that after urging the mana several times in a row, the Qiankun Five Elements Bracelet did not break away from Mo Chong's hand, but Mo Chong's person was dragged by the huge suction in his hand little by little. (To be continued......)