Luo Heng raised his hand and stabbed a sword at the throat of the bald monk, the sharp sword intent cut through his protective body, and at the same time, a little cold light like a purple qi from the east pointed at Mo Shuo's eyebrows, which was a sword stabbed by Fan Jian. Fan Luo and the two have cooperated with the enemy for a long time, and the cooperation between them can be said to be seamless, the combination of the two terrifying sword cultivators, its power has increased several times, and in the past half a year, there are more than three three-leaf ghost generals who have died under the joint efforts of the two.

Mo Shuo couldn't help but be slightly surprised, knowing that he underestimated these two sword cultivators, but he didn't panic, because the cultivation of the two was a big difference between him, only to see him like King Kong angry eyes, his tongue burst into thunder, Fan Jian and Luo Heng's divine sea buzzed, and the sword momentum involuntarily slowed down. The bald monk swept his sleeves twice, spilling two dazzling golden lights and hitting the two swords, two agitated sounds of gold and iron intersecting, Fan Jian and Luo Heng were directly shocked out, and the long sword in his hand buzzed non-stop, almost flying out of his hand.

Fan Jian and Luo Heng glanced at each other in surprise, this bald monk was really strong, and the roar just now seemed to be a divine sense impact.

Mo said that although he shook off Fan Luo and the others, he was also secretly surprised in his heart, believing that if he was replaced by other early stage cultivators of God Refining, he would probably have been injured under the swords of the two sword cultivators in front of him, no wonder Li Xiangjun dared to hold it up like this.

Mo Shuo put away his contempt, sacrificed a golden ring knife, and said lightly: "The Buddha has lost his eyes, but you can't help this Buddha!"

Xiao Xue snorted coldly and said, "Brother Jian, Brother Heng, leave this thief bald to me, you go and deal with those two Yuan Babies!"

"The stinking beast doesn't know whether it is alive or dead!" Mo said with a disdainful sneer.

Xiaoxue couldn't help but be furious, and a divine sense thorn struck it.

Mo Shuo frowned and said, "It turns out that he is good at spiritual attacks, but it's a pity that he met this Buddha!"

Xiao Xue couldn't help but be taken aback, with her current spiritual power cultivation, it was impossible for even a mid-stage cultivator to ignore her divine sense thorn like this, but this bald-headed monk took a blow as if it was fine.

"Xiaoxue, this thief is very bald, be careful!" Fan Jian reminded.

Xiaoxue nodded: "Brother Jian, don't worry, I'll stop this thief monk, you quickly pack up the other two and come to help me!" After speaking, the phantom boots were launched and rushed towards Mo Shuo.

"Hmph, I don't know if I'm alive or dead!" Mo Shuo snorted coldly, raised his hand and slashed out, the golden sword light cut through the void, and the strong knife aura suddenly shrouded Xiaoxue's figure.

Fan Jian and Luo Heng also pounced on the other two Yuan Babies at this time, and their long swords flew and launched a stormy attack.

"It's a good time!" the two Yuan Babies shouted violently, and met Fan Jian and Luo Heng fearlessly.

Both of them are Yuanying masters of the Immortal Cultivation Guild, one of them is still in the middle of Yuanying, in their opinion, although Fan Jian and Luo Heng are sword cultivators, they can never be the opponents of their two, but as soon as they take over, they know that they are wrong. Although Luo Heng is in the early stage of the Yuan Infant, his sword path cultivation has reached the third layer of the sword heart, and the real combat power is probably not much more than that of the late Yuan Infant cultivator, and although Fan Jian is only in the middle stage of the Jindan, he has also understood the third layer of the sword heart, and his combat power is not inferior to the early stage of the Yuan Infant.

Fan Jian and Luo Heng cooperated very tacitly, the two long swords were vertical and horizontal, almost pressing the two of them from the Immortal Cultivation Guild, but the two teas were less than enough, and the two Yuan Babies were stabbed by the extremely sharp sword intent.

Xiaoxue's side has the upper hand, and under the stormy attack of Mo Shuo, he only has the ability to parry, and he has no power to fight back. Xiao Xue is best at spiritual impact, but for Mo Shuo, this Buddhist cultivator with equally strong spiritual power has little effect, so Xiao Xue can only use the extremely fast speed to dodge, and there is no effective means to attack Mo Shuo at all.

Mo said that he obviously realized that the two Yuan Ying were not the opponents of Fan Jian and Luo Heng, so the attack on Xiao Xue was very fierce, and a ring knife was opened widely, and the strong knife qi covered Xiao Xue's whole body, and he wanted to cut her into several pieces with one knife. The light snow is like a snowflake, fluttering under the golden sword light, and the situation is precarious.

Li Xiangjun couldn't help but be secretly frightened, he didn't expect this thief bald to be so powerful, and he knew that he would bring Xiao Huofeng over.

Wu Yanshou also knew that the situation was not good, once Xiaoxue was defeated, then it would be miserable!

Wu Yanshou took out a whistle and began to blow it, and a thunderous buzz sounded in an instant, and a large number of gold-eating insects were continuously spewed out of the beast feeding bag on his waist. These gold-devouring insects were all newly cultivated by Wu Yanshou, each of them was the size of two fingers, and they were far superior to ordinary gold-devouring insects in all aspects, and these insects waved their sharp teeth and pounced on the two primordial babies of the Immortal Cultivation Guild.

Wu Yanshou knew that although these gold-devouring insects were more powerful than ordinary second-level gold-devouring insects, attacking the cultivators of the God Refining Stage in the past was undoubtedly cannon fodder, so he didn't let the gold-devouring insects attack Mo Shuo.

Buzzing......

Tens of thousands of gold-devouring insects rushed towards them, and the faces of the two primordial babies couldn't help but change greatly, and the magic weapon swept out frantically, and the corpses of the gold-devouring insects fell like raindrops. However, the gold-devouring insect still pounced on it fearlessly, crackling and bursting like a popping bean, and the green slurry flew wildly, staining the magic weapon on the magic weapon, and corroding the body protective qi.

The two Yuan Babies were already at a disadvantage, and there were nearly 10,000 more gold devouring insects attacking, and they were suddenly even more in a hurry!

Wu Yanshou's whistle became more and more urgent, the gold devouring insects were like crazy, the two Yuan Babies were shocked and angry, and finally couldn't help but shout for help: "Elder Mo, help!"

Mo said that he was pressing Xiaoxue to fight, he was going to clean up Xiaoxue, and the others would not be troubled, but now that he saw that his two Yuanying masters were in danger, I am afraid that before he could put down this shape-shifting spirit beast, they would be killed by others, and he couldn't help but shout angrily: "Useless waste!" After speaking, the long knife rolled up, shaking Xiaoxue away, and his body swept in front of Wu Yanshou, raising his hand is a punch to knock down, without any tricks, he didn't even bother to look at it, because a guy like this in the early stage of Jindan was so weak in his eyes that he was not as good as an ant.

"Old witch be careful!" Li Xiangjun shouted to remind.

The old witch was concentrating on urging the Gold Devouring Worm, and he expected that Mo Shuo would suddenly attack him, and even if he did, it was impossible to avoid it. Wu Yanshou only felt that he was suppressed by an invisible liliang and couldn't move at all.

Xiaoxue rushed over from a distance, but she couldn't save Wu Yanshou, so she could only send out a divine sense shock wave with all her strength. Mo said that his body shook obviously, and the slamming fist slowed down.

Old Wu Shou suddenly felt the pressure on his body relax, and hurriedly moved away desperately, and a fleshy insect flew out of the gourd around his waist, and reluctantly spewed out a blood-red silk net.

This blood-red silk net was fluttering, but it was not knocked open by Mo Shuo's powerful spiritual power, but instead met Mo Shuo's fist as if he was attracted by a magnet. Mo said that he just hesitated for a moment, but his fist still smashed down without hesitation, although this blood net was weird, but he believed that he couldn't hurt himself, but when his fist touched the blood net, his face changed greatly, and he hurriedly stopped his hand and jumped.

Although Mo said to stop it, the residual strength of that punch still smashed Wu Yanshou out of the air, the bones in his shoulder cracked with a click, and a fountain of blood gushed out together, but fortunately he moved away a little, otherwise the residual strength of that punch smashed on his head, I am afraid it would be the end of the brain.

Mo said that although he stopped in time, the deadly red wire net was still stuck to his hand, and with a bang, the layer of qi on the surface of the fist was quickly corroded and stained on the skin.

Mo said that he only felt the hot pain in his fist, and he couldn't help but be shocked and angry, he was actually plotted by an ant-like guy, and was about to rush up and crush Wu Yanshou desperately, when Xiaoxue behind him had already pounced, and slashed at his back with a sword. Mo said that he could only turn around and wave his knife to block the frame and force Xiaoxue away.

Xiaoxue quickly retreats and catches the injured Wu Yanshou!

"Old Wu, are you okay?" Li Xiangjun hurriedly flew over and asked with concern.

Wu Yanshou's face was pale, but he smiled and said, "It's okay, it's just that this shoulder is useless, but it is worth it to hurt a cultivator in the God Refining Period!"

Mo said looked at his right hand, which was so corroded that even the bones were exposed, his face was extremely ugly, and he stared at Wu Yanshou angrily: "You are a member of the Imperial Beast Sect?"

Wu Yanshou shook his head!

"Then you give this Buddha to die!" Mo Shuo shouted violently, the monk's robe on his body swayed, and the sword turned into a sword light in the sky, slashing at Wu Yanshou with a terrifying knife aura.

"Bald, Hugh is arrogant!" Xiaoxue threw his long sword.

The sword light and the sword light were intertwined, and a series of impacts were like a rapid wind and rain, and one sword after another slashed in the air.

Mo said that it was a Buddha cultivator, and his strength was much stronger than that of an immortal cultivator of the same level, plus Xiaoxue relied on ambergris and Zhu Guo to advance, and the promotion time was not long, after all, he couldn't resist it first, and the flying sword flew back into his hand gloomily.

Mo Shuo laughed fiercely, and was about to cut off Xiaoxue and Wu Yanshou with a knife, and then grabbed Li Xiangjun and left, when suddenly two screams came, and the two Yuan Ying of the Immortal Cultivation Guild were both critical to the sword, and they were immediately gnawed by the crazy gold devouring insects to the point that there was not half of the bone residue left, and the Yuan Ying was killed by Fan Jian and Luo Heng as soon as he rushed out of the body.

"Kill!" Luo Heng snorted coldly, and pounced directly on Mo Shuo, the flying sword was like a meteor falling, but Fan Jian was silent, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the back of Mo Shuo's neck.

Mo said that his heart was shocked, and he knew that it would be difficult to catch Li Xiangjun today, so he quickly summoned back the sword of the ring knife frame Cairo and slashed it horizontally towards his waist, and at the same time, with a flick of his long sleeves, he swung away Fan Jian's long sword.

However, at this moment, Mo Shuo suddenly felt that the crisis was sudden, and the white light around him flashed, and Xiaoxue appeared in front of him in an instant, and stabbed him in the chest with a sword without the slightest warning.

Mo screamed, Xiaoxue's long sword entered his chest and came out from his back!

Mo Shuo was shocked and angry, and slapped out with a palm, but Xiao Xue disappeared suddenly, appeared on his left side, and slapped his left rib with a palm, and at the same time, Fan Jian and Luo Heng also sent the sword into his body.

Mo Shuo finally spurted out a mouthful of blood, and spat out three words in disbelief: "Weishenme?"