Ji Wuhun resisted the pain in his waist and stopped bleeding for a while. Looking at Mo Jueyuan with a smile, he was even more scared. He could not help but ask with a gloomy look:
"Boy, who are you?"
"Who am I? Ha ha ha, Ji Wuhun, aren't you called soul snatcher? Yes? Are you scared? Ha ha, I'm no one. I'm just a man to kill you. "
Mo Chueh yuan replied with a smile. His voice was soft, but he felt cold all over in Ji Wu Hun's ears. A stream of cold kept drilling into his heart, making Ji Wu Hun's heart cold.
"Well, don't you? Curfew, I will kill you today. The soul snatching emissary wants to capture the soul. There is nothing that can't be captured! "
Although Ji Wuhun's voice was still cold and fierce, his face turned white at the moment. No matter how he looked at it, he had a kind of feeling of fierce voice.
Mo Chueh yuan chuckled, a cold light flashed in his eyes and said slowly:
"Yuchang sword, you'd better give it back to me."
Mo Jueyuan's voice is very calm, but the cold awn in his eyes is like the cold wind in the cold winter, which makes his heart cold. Ji Wuhun's heart fluctuates violently. He suddenly struggles and hesitates whether he should return it to him or not.
"Well, what's the matter with me? If this boy wants to kill me, do I have to return the knife to him? That's ridiculous. "
Ji Wuhun suddenly reacts, and the original look with a little hesitation immediately becomes firm. Although his face is pale, his breath is slowly recovering.
Ji Wuhun breathed a deep breath, and his eyes were shining. The momentum that he had been depressed because of his injury was strong again. Although it was not as good as at the beginning, it became strong after all.
"Boy, don't be paranoid. This weapon is so strange. It must be a devious magic weapon. You can't use it to harm the world. Hum, I will destroy this weapon. Don't be paranoid."
Mo Chueh yuan nodded, his face was not the slightest expression, and said faintly:
"Well, since you don't want to give it back to me, I'll take it myself. Don't regret it."
Bang ~ ~ ~ hum~~~~
Mo Jue yuan's voice did not fall. Suddenly, Mo Jue yuan suddenly burst out a dull and shocking thunder. At the same time, the surrounding air suddenly became shaking. The ripples visible to the naked eye were like the ripples of stones suddenly dropped on the surface of a calm lake. In an instant, they became larger and spread around. In a twinkling of an eye, Ji Wuhun was affected.
Just as the ripples spread to Ji Wuhun, Mo Jueyuan's figure disappeared in a flash, and a roaring wind suddenly appeared, which immediately smashed the ripples that had not been completely dispersed. There was chaos within tens of meters, and countless smoke and dust rolled up almost covered the whole battlefield. Ji Wuhun's eyes were covered by smoke and dust.
Mo Jueyuan has just disappeared. Ji Wuhun's face suddenly changes, and his expression is even more dignified. His soul senses are all scattered, and he carefully guards against the surroundings. The sudden disappearance of Mo Jueyuan has left Ji Wuhun with fear. Ji Wuhun is afraid that Mo Jueyuan will perform his previous combat skills again.
Whoosh~~~
A strong wind whistling, brushing Ji Wuhun's ear, a broken hair snapped from it. Before it had time to fall, Ji Wuhun suddenly woke up.
"Behind you!"
Ji Wuhun's body doesn't move. His palms are shining with a faint fluctuation of vitality. He pats back silently.
"Soul stirring and Life Killing palm."
"Dark hand."
Ji Wuhun and Mo Jueyuan's voices rang out at the same time. They clapped two crisp sounds. Suddenly, they held their palms together.
Puff, puff~~~
The dull voice suddenly rang out, and a fierce wind roared from their palms, sputtering towards the four sides.
"Well."
In the roaring wind, a dull hum suddenly sounded, and then I saw a figure pedaling backward, retreating more than ten steps away, and then suddenly stepped on the ground to stop the backward body, while the other figure stood firmly in the same place, shaking a few times, but did not retreat.
The wind howled, the smoke was quickly dispersed, the strength also dissipated, revealing the two figures covered by the smoke.
Mo Jueyuan retreated more than ten meters away, but Ji Wuhun stood firmly in the same place, staring at Mo Jueyuan without expression, his eyes were gloomy and cold.
Mo Jueyuan stood more than ten meters away, with a dry bloodstain on the corner of his mouth. His clothes were tattered, and he was quite embarrassed. However, Mo Jueyuan had a smile in his eyes.
Mo Jueyuan opens his mouth to spit out a sarcastic smile as he looks at Ji Wuhun, who is expressionless
"Bang."
Poof~~~
A very dull burst suddenly sounded, but Ji Wuhun's face suddenly changed, and his face flushed abnormally. With Ji Wuhun's dull hum, Ji Wuhun's mouth suddenly shed blood. The blood was not bright red, but some dark red, even black. It was abnormal blood, And in these blood, there are some particles and lumps, it seems that
"Cough, you... You use... Dark power?"
Ji Wuhun fell to his knees with a puff. His face turned from red to white. The black blood and the lumps in his mouth were the internal organs of Ji Wuhun.
Mo Chueh yuan gave a strange smile: "I said that since you don't return me, I'll come and get it myself. But I'm not used to taking things from living people, so you have to die."
With that, Mo Jueyuan stroked his forehead slightly and looked at Ji Wuhun faintly. His eyes were very flat, but Ji Wuhun felt that his eyes were sharp and sharp like a sharp arrow, which made Ji Wuhun dare not look directly at him.
Ji Wuhun has put the fish intestine sword into the storage ring, but he won't take it out again now. Mo Jueyuan just said that Ji Wuhun would take out the weapon and return it. Isn't he too shameless?
"No? Good. It seems that you haven't learned enough. It's going to explode. "
Mo Jue yuan's eyes flashed cold, and he opened his mouth again to spit out a word. Ji Wu Hun's face became even more gray.
Poof~~~
Another dull crackle sounds. Ji Wuhun opens his mouth again and spits out a mouthful of blood. At the moment, there are obvious lumps in the blood, but it's Ji Wuhun's internal organs.
Ji Wuhun has exploded in his body for two times in a row. Even if he is an iron man, he can't hold it. What's more, Ji Wuhun was injured before, but now he can't stand it. He kneels on his knees, and the whole person is lying on the ground in pain, curling up like a prawn and rolling on the ground in pain.
"You... You... Don't you... Can only... One share? When... When... "
Ji Wuhun was too painful to speak. He was sweating all over. He was lying on the ground, and his face was covered with dust. The sweat mixed with his face stuck on his face like mud, which was ugly and disgusting.
Mo Jueyuan walked forward slowly and said:
"You mean when I'm going to break into you? Or wonder why I can send out two dark forces? Now that you have asked, I will tell you with mercy. "
Mo Jueyuan went to Ji Wuhun, looked at Ji Wuhun, who was weak and had a fluctuating breath, and said in a low voice:
"That's because... I don't know the way!"
Don't feel the sound of distant words didn't fall, the right hand immediately clapped, such as lightning clapped in Ji Wuhun's back.
Click~~~
With a crisp sound, Ji Wuhun's arched body suddenly stiffened, and then slowly collapsed. The whole person seemed to have lost his backbone and lay on the ground, looking very strange.
Mo Jueyuan suddenly found that Ji Wuhun had no breath, and the vitality in his body slowly began to dissipate, which was the symptom of death.
With his right hand moving, Ji Wuhun, who was lying on the ground, was turned over. Mo Jueyuan immediately saw that Ji Wuhun's mouth was wide open, the blood in his mouth was constantly flowing out, and there were no pupils in his eyes. But from his big eyes, he could see that Ji Wuhun was unwilling.
"Done!"
Mo Jueyuan spat out two words, stretched out his hand to remove the storage ring from Ji Wuhun's hand, and immediately took out the fish intestines sword from it. Without looking at the rest of the items, he put them directly into Haotian ring. Now is not the time to collect the treasures. The members of the assassination team are fighting with more than 100 disciples of Yin Yang sect. Mo Jueyuan has to end the fight here, Then go to help them, and now it's six minutes. If they can't move any faster, they'll have to do it.
Now, what Mo Jueyuan needs to do most is
The man in grey - the star.
Mo Jueyuan suddenly turns to look at the past. At this moment, the man in grey has already been frightened by Ji Wuhun's death. Although he is a strong man in the later period of Zang Ruijing and a star, he is far worse than Ji Wuhun in terms of combat effectiveness. Ji Wuhun can't do much in this young man's hands. The man in grey doesn't think he can stop it. He's a plan for today, it 's politic to leave.
As for the apostles of the Yin Yang sect, the people in grey have no regrets. For him, these slaves are the same. When they die, they die. There are many Yin Yang sects, but they are different. They are a star, and their lives are thousands of times more precious than their lives.
Just ready to look for a chance to leave, a faint voice came, the man in grey was struck by lightning, his face became pale, and his face was frozen in place with fear.
"Where are you going? Don't hurry. Let's talk. If you don't cooperate, my hands will shake. "
At the same time, the man in grey felt that his back was resisted by a sharp weapon. The chill and sharpness of the weapon penetrated through his clothes, making the man in grey feel stabbing on his skin.
The man in grey immediately laughed with fear and said with shortness of breath:
"Ha ha, i... I won't go... Ha ha, I won't go."