Chapter 213

It's been seven or eight days since I left Jiufeng city. I've been walking along the main road all the way. It's more like four people come out to visit mountains and waters. The road was calm, but Mo Li knew it was just the calm before the storm.

It's not easy to attack Mo Li and the people around him. If you are Ouyang Huan or tiexiao, I'm afraid you won't give up such a good opportunity, let alone the red chamber hidden in the dark.

The terrain of Jiufeng city is different, which leads to different characteristics of Jiufeng city. Today, Mo Li and his four are in the wasteland outside the east of Jiufeng city. Heishi peak is in the East. From Heishi peak to the north is Jushen peak, where wanmuguan is located, and to the south is Chijin peak, where the gold smelting hall is located.

The carriage stopped at the fork of the road, and the three roads in front of us showed three different landforms. The trees on both sides of the North Avenue are lush and vigorous. The main road in the center is extremely flat, with many mountains and stones. As for the South Road, it is hard and obviously contains a lot of minerals.

This time, the destination is Blackstone valley. After a short stop, the carriage carries several people to the Central Avenue.

Before all the way is still in the scope of Jiufeng City, after three branches of the road is really into the wilderness.

Continue along the road, with the deepening of the journey, trees on both sides of the increasingly scarce, replaced by various forms of boulders.

Near the end of the day, Moli chose a natural cave composed of several huge stones as his camp for tonight. Although he is on his way, Mo Li doesn't intend to treat himself badly. The ring is full of all kinds of food, and there are a lot of brocade quilt and cotton wadding.

After su ranxue's dinner, the four sat on the huge stone at the entrance of the cave, looking at the stars all over the sky. No one spoke, but there was a faint warmth flowing between them.

The starry sky above seems to be within reach. In the quiet night, there are only insects and birds around. If there is no chance of killing along with the evening wind, such a good time may be more suitable to talk about emotional romance.

The eight figures gallop in, and the swords on the eight men's hands are also shining with breathtaking cold light under the bright starlight.

Glancing at the fast approaching people, Mo Li once again put his eyes on the void above his head. The three women sitting beside him were the same. They didn't seem to see the eight strong men.

"Mo Li, today is your death time!"

I don't know if it was stimulated by Mo Li's attitude of ignoring. Eight big figures in black all over his body shot at the same time, and all kinds of fighting gas rushed to the cave where Mo Li was.

In a flash, Mo Li's white palm was raised slowly, and the Yellow Youlong shield took shape. The eight men's fighting gas exploded on the shield, and even the whole ground seemed to tremble under the impact of energy.

Boom——

The hard stones on the ground turned into grains of dust. Mo Li swung his sleeve robe. A gust of wind scattered the smoke around him. Compared with his light wind, the eight men in black were a little embarrassed.

So strong!

The eight people who came together again were obviously shocked by Mo Li's strength.

Before they came here, they already knew that Mo Li's realm should be in the initial stage of soul forging. Each of them was the peak of Ning Dan. Originally, they thought that relying on the advantage of the number of people could make up the gap of realm. Now they realize that the youth's toughness is far beyond their imagination.

"Cher, Feifei, go and practice your hands!"

Hearing Mo Li's words, Su ranxue and Hua Feifei nodded and got up to walk slowly towards the eight people in black.

It's not a short time to leave the snow area. Although Su ranxue and Hua Feifei's accomplishments have made progress, there is still a certain distance to break through. This period of time has not experienced too much combat, is undoubtedly a good opportunity to experience.

"Up

Looking at Mo Li ignoring himself and others, on the contrary, he sent two little girls to fight. The blood in eight people's bones was also inspired, and their bodies rushed toward Su ranxue and her two.

Shua -- Shua——

One white and one pink, the two figures flash to one side when eight people rush up. Su ranxue's figure under the starry sky is so fast that several big men can't figure it out. When the reaction comes, the latter's attack is in front of him.

Su ranxue and Hua Feifei fight against each other. Originally, because of suoqijue, the two women's fighting spirit is not as powerful as this group of people in black. Coupled with the advantage of body method, the two delicate little girls just make eight big men in a mess, and in a short time, they lose four people successively.

The battle has no suspense. Now what Su ranxue and Hua Feifei need to do is to consolidate their progress and understanding in this period of time through actual combat. The remaining four men in black were entangled by them, even if they wanted to retreat, they had no chance.

Looking at the two women's dexterous and fast body method in the battlefield, Mo Zhiyin's clear eyes showed a trace of envy: "this is the lost step in the snow... It's so powerful."

"I'll teach you, starting tomorrow. Anyway, there's nothing to do along the way."

Mo Li naturally sees the yearning in the girl's eyes. Under the starlight, the smile on the boy's face is as gentle as water.

"Is that ok?" Mo Zhiyin's bright eyes are full of expectations.

"Of course! You are a disciple of qingzong, and you are also a man in the snow area. Your current state has exceeded the spirit forging state, and you can't practice the Qi locking formula. But I will teach you the lost step and several other martial arts that five disciples must master slowly. "

Mo Sanxiao has not heard from him for so many years. As a senior brother, Mo Li has the obligation to teach Mo Zhiyin qingzong the martial arts.

Mo Zhiyin didn't speak, just nodded slightly, and then cast his eyes to the battlefield again, but this time his bright eyes became softer than before.

"Ah --"

"Ah --"

In the quiet night, there are screams. When Su ranxue and Hua Feifei subdue the eight men in black, Mo Li and Mo Zhiyin stand up from the boulder one after another.

Go to the leader of the man, Mo Li reached out to take off the mask on each other's head, eye is a because of anger and humiliation and red face.

"How... Ouyang Huan and tie Xiao sent you to deal with me?"

The eight men's previous fighting skills have exposed their origins, cangyan mountain and the gold smelting hall.

Mo Li knows that this time he comes out, Ouyang Huan and tie Xiao can't bear to fight against him. He just doesn't think that they should be so big that they only send a few warriors in ningdan realm to kill themselves.

"Don't talk nonsense. Kill if you want. Don't talk about useless things!"

In front of the man is a bit bloody, a pair of tiger eyes staring at Mo Li, without the slightest retreat and cowardice.

Mo Li's eyes swept over several men in black one by one. Where he passed, the rest of them also held their heads high, and their eyes were full of heroic spirit.