Chapter 62: Catching Turtle in the Urn

　　 Mo, who stood at the head of the crowd, saw that Yushu was still so arrogant, and his face was stern and stern: "Yushu, you still have a hardened mouth when you die."
　　 "Hahaha, there are a lot of people who want to kill me, maybe someday I will be killed, but that person will definitely not be you!
　　Also, who gave you the confidence to take me? "Yushu continued arrogantly.
　　 Mo turned his gaze to the mysterious man whose whole body was covered in a black cloak.
　　 It is said that it was because of this person that Hua Lingling and Qi Shui left.
　　That means this mysterious person is at least better than the two of them!
　　 Mo tried to sense the other party's cultivation base. The other party seemed to be controlling spiritual power on purpose, and he could not accurately sense it.
　　 This talent is the enemy!
　　 Mo Yi didn't want to talk nonsense with Yushu anymore, and shouted: "Kill!"
　　 After that, Mo Yi and Mo Tu rushed out first, and more than 60 people followed.
　　 The target that Mo Yi wants to kill most is Yushu, after all, he and Yushu are already dead enemies.
　　 However, the mysterious man stopped him on the way, and only heard his voice saying hoarsely: "Master Momen, your opponent is me."
　　 This mysterious person is naturally cold seventeen.
　　 After Leng Shiqi stopped Mo, stretched out his hands, and instantly turned into dark ghost claws with a sudden wave.
　　 Mo a spirit sword came out of its sheath and slashed directly on the ghost claws, making a crisp sound.
　　 Leng Shishi didn't care about the opponent's sword at all, and when he peeped his arm, the ghost claw wrapped Mo Yi's arm, leaving five thin blood marks on his arm.
　　Mo was shocked for a while, and pulled his sword back.
　　 However, Leng Shiqi did not give him a chance to breathe, and continued to bully him!
　　 He used a combination of the vine entrapment master and the close combat technique, and Demo Yi could only be defensive.
　　 The offensive ability of these two spiritual skills is not very strong, but it is completely different with the ghost jade claw. If you really touch it, you will get injured!
　　 Fortunately, Mo Yi’s swordsmanship was calm and defensive. After getting familiar with Leng Seventeen’s attacking rhythm, he slowly stabilized.
　　 On the other side, Yushu handed over with Motu.
　　 Yushu’s cultivation base far surpasses Motu, but he was severely injured by Leng Shiqi two days ago. It is still the most difficult internal injury to recover. At this moment, he barely drew with Motu.
　　 However, Mo Yi and Mo Tu are not in a hurry.
　　 Although their respective battles are not dominant, but the people under them have the advantage!
　　 The number of Momen in itself has doubled, and among them, there are more than a dozen people on the ninth level of the Spirit Gathering Realm, and there are only five people in the Yushu Gang.
　　 In the battle of the Spirit Gathering Realm, the Yushu Gang retreated steadily!
　　 Yushu's face finally changed when he saw this. After he forced the Motist back, he shouted: "Back, fast back!"
　　 Everyone can only retreat hurriedly, relying on some obstacles in the camp to barely support.
　　 Leng Shiqi also found an opportunity to leave the battle and join everyone.
"Haha, Yushu, you, who always pretend to be smart, can also make this kind of confusion. The more you retreat, don't you push yourself to the point where there is nowhere to run?" When Mo saw Yushu's gang shrink to a corner, He laughed happily, all anxiously.
　　Mo disciple also laughed and teased: "Yeah, push yourself here, let us catch turtles in the urn, then you are not turtles."
　　 "Hahaha!"
　　Momen all laughed.
　　 "Hahahaha..."
　　 Unexpectedly, Yushu also laughed.
　　 Mo felt very uncomfortable when he saw Yushu laugh, and said solemnly, "What are you laughing at!"
　　 "Catch the turtle in the urn, well, today I want to see who is catching the turtle in the urn!" As soon as Yushu's voice fell, there was a sound of footsteps in the distance.
　　Mo suddenly felt bad and turned back quickly, but saw Hua Lingling and Qi Shui running over with nearly thirty people!
　　 just blocked the camp gate tightly.
　　Friction from front to back, back and abdomen hit by the enemy, in a blink of an eye the people of Momen have become turtles in the urn!
　　 Mo Yi and Mo Tu both were shocked in their hearts, and then their faces turned pale, they knew that they were fooled!
　　 Maybe they also guessed that this is a trap, but they stepped in, they were betting that Hualing and Qi Shui really betrayed Yushu.
　　 Won the bet and dominate the dry forest.
　　 I lost the gambling and died a whole life.
　　Mo took a deep breath and shouted, "We haven't lost yet! Even with these people, our numbers are quite large. If we fight hard, the outcome is still unknown!"
　　 Yushu and Mo had a tacit understanding at this time and ordered: "Kill!"
　　 With the addition of Hua Lingling and Qi Shui, the Yushu Gang immediately gained the upper hand.
　　 Yushu continued to find Motu, slapping and cursing, Motu's face was already very cold.
　　 At this time, Leng Shiqi stretched out a finger, the aura on his fingertips fluctuated, pointing straight to Mo Yi.
　　 Moichi stretched the sword in front of him to block this finger.
　　 However, when Leng Shiqi's pointing to the sword, he instantly made a "kaka" sound.
　　 Not only that, but Mo Yi also felt a strong force coming, forcing him to take two steps back.
　　 He looked down, and there were several obvious cracks on his Tier 2 Spirit Sword!
　　 "Fifth Floor of the Pure Spirit Realm! Are you hiding your strength? You, who are you?!" Mo Yi's expression changed and changed, and finally became gloomy, and asked in a cold voice.
　　 "Dark Crow." These two words popped out of Leng Shiqi's mouth, and then he patted it with a palm.
　　 Mo didn't dare to just pick it up this time~EbookFREE.me~ quickly avoided.
　　 Leng Shiqi twisted his body like a leg, and then spread out the fists, palms, legs, and exponents, and the Mo Yi had no temper.
　　 After a while, he was hurt all over.
　　 "It's almost there." Leng Shiqi mumbled himself.
　　 When Mo, who was closest to him, heard these words, his heart suddenly stirred, and an ominous premonition surged in his heart.
　　 Leng Seventeen kicked out again, but this time he didn't use spiritual skills, just a normal kick.
　　Mo Yi reluctantly escaped, but the sense of crisis in his heart increased.
　　 I saw Leng Shiqi missed a kick and turned a side somersault. When he was in mid-air, his right hand pulled out a sharp dagger from his ankle!
　　 Leng Shiqi's dagger struck Mo Yi's throat. At this critical moment, Mo Yi had no time to do other defenses, so he could only protect his left arm in front of his face.
"Ding!"
　　 The dagger struck Mo Yi's left arm, and there was a clanging sound of metal fighting.
　　 But Leng Shilimen didn't change his color, because Mo Yi's body also leaned back.
　　 Leng Shiqi's figure moved, and suddenly disappeared from Mo Yi's eyes!
　　Mo was shocked when he saw this, but before he could think about it, a chill quickly swept across his body from his neck.
　　 His last consciousness was to see the strange blood-colored dome in the sky, and a person wearing a mask with blood dripping on the dagger in his hand.
　　 dripping his blood.
　　 He lost to his ambition after all.
　　 When the Momen master died, the morale of the others plummeted.
　　 Leng Shiqi teamed up with Yushu to kill Motu, after which he didn't make any more moves.
　　 The two pure spirit realms of Momen are all dead, and the only thing left is massacre.