On the mountain trail, a man was staggering, and it was obvious that he was covered in dust and his clothes were damaged, but in his fatigue, he had a kind of stubbornness and an indestructible belief.

He was walking, when a faint sound of horse hooves came, and he sighed, the damn Hall of Yama is coming again.

This person is Mo Xian. Since he parted with Lu Yi's sisters that day, although he could see the love in Lu Ru's eyes, he still left with great courage.

He went straight to his residence. This place was no longer safe. Mo Xian knew that sooner or later, Baili Cong would find this place. He had to take away some things while Baili Cong had not found it.

He did not expect that the people in the Hall of Yama Palace were so fast that he had just collected a few books and some gold and silver, and the people in the Hall of Yama Palace had arrived.

The person who came obviously did not expect that he was here. Mo Xian was like a ghost, and he broke into a rash ghost with one sword, and broke out from the back door and threw away the pursuers.

In the following days, Mo Xian fled and headed deep into the Luo Mountains. Perhaps the Palace of Yama did not take a traitor much seriously and did not pay much attention to it at the beginning. However, as Mo Xian killed more and more people, the killers sent by Yama Palace became stronger and stronger, and Mo Xian became a tool for Yama Palace to test the killers.

The purpose of the Hall of Yama is like this, but I didn’t expect that Mo Xian will become stronger and stronger as he fights.

Since Mo Xian saw Hui Ming's crazy stick technique, he saw that Hui Ming actually used a set of stick techniques to suppress Bai Wuchang's beating among the soul-catching messengers, making his magic useless. This incident touched Mo Xian a lot.

Before this, Mo Xian never thought that the martial arts of the world alone could compete with Bai Wuchang's magic. After this incident, he vaguely realized that all the skills in the world would be amazing if they reached a certain level.

While running away, he read through several books around him over and over again, especially the book "Muni Sanpan Sutra". Since Lu Ru solved the key, he already knew how to practice. Unfortunately, he had no time and no quiet room.

However, he had some understanding of magic, and he himself didn't know the magic he knew, but he was a side-minded person. He also had a unique method of qi and meridians mentioned in the book. Because it was too different from the meridians in his own martial arts, he didn't know whether he should practice.

Another advantage is that he has taken a step forward in his "Apricot Sword Technique". Since Huiming's Crazy Stick Technique can compete with spells, his sword Technique should be able to do it, he even vaguely sensed a trace of indescribable Taoist rhyme.

He has been very tired these days, after all, he has not had a good rest for many days. The Palace of Yama will not ask you whether to rest or not. The killer will enter whenever he has a chance, and he must be vigilant at all times.

His ears moved, and he heard the sound of horse hooves faintly. He looked at both sides, his body plunged into the bushes and disappeared.

He relaxed his whole body, narrowed his eyes into a slit, breathing as if there was, and the sword was held in his hand, and the tip of the sword was hanging down, and the airflow beside him gently stirred his hair. He felt that he seemed to be able to sense everything around him through these, but others could not sense him. He quietly merged with the surrounding environment.

The war horses neighed, and the visitor did not seem to be chasing him. Although there was a sword hanging around his waist, the visitor was obviously a master and four slaves, just passing by.

Mo Xian watched them go away and just breathed a sigh of relief. Suddenly, his body became cold and something came towards him.

In an instant, Mo Xian's body was like a monkey, first in a ball, then in a long body, and suddenly a turn, the monkey climbed to the branch. This was the technique of Xingyi's twelve forms. The sword in his hand also hit it out. It was clearly a straight stab forward, but due to the change of body skills, the sword drew a mysterious curve. With a puff, a centipede about a foot long was stabbed on the sword.

Five poisonous ghosts! It is said that he is good at using the Five poisons, and his poisonous skills are unpredictable. Mo Xian only heard his name but never saw it.

Mo Xian shook his sword and threw away the centipede about a foot long. His body fell to the ground. His sword pointed downwards, his eyes suddenly narrowed, and his body involuntarily closed his pores. A light blue smoke gathered from all directions. The ground rustled, and countless scorpions, snakes, geckos, centipedes, and toads surrounded Mo Xian.

Mo Xian suddenly jumped up, his body rose to the ground, rising up more than two feet high, landing on the branches of a tree, just a footstep, his body emitting a faint light towards the arrows on the string, buzzing, forming a unity with his body, and landing in one direction.

With a scream, the blood light appeared. Mo Xian shook his head. It turned out that he was not a five-toxic ghost, but could only be considered a five-toxic ghost prepared, with less than one-fifth of the five-toxic ghost.

There are only thirty-six ghosts in the Hall of Yama, but not, just thirty-six ghosts. Just like Mo Xian, she is called a burst ghost, but Mo Xian knows that there are three people who are doing burst ghost training. The Hall of Yama is not afraid of losses. Mo Xian rebelled, but the burst ghost will not rebel.

Mo Xian left quickly. Shortly after he left, a man appeared, looked at the corpse, and carefully examined it. After a long time, he stood up, took out a pen, and remembered on a piece of paper: Mo Xian, a special class of recent thieves, belonging to the superiors, and his words and deeds were the same as those of the thieves, or a soul-sucking man...

The meaning of this passage is: Mo Xian, his strength has reached the level of the killer and is the highest level. It is recommended to dispatch two killers of the same level, or the soul-catching messenger takes action...

After writing, take out a carrier pigeon, tie it up, and let it fly.

Of course Mo Xian didn't know all this. If he knew, he had become a tool for assessing killers in the Hall of Yama, and he didn't know what expression would be like. This shows the strength and organizational rigor of the Hall of Yama.

Mo Xian passed by two more days, and these two days were very peaceful. It calmly surprised Mo Xian, who was constantly hunted by the Yama Palace along the way, was it because the Yama Palace gave up, or the peace before the storm?

Mo Xian leaned towards the latter. While speeding up his pace, he sorted out the Yuan Gong sword technique and Xingyi Liuhe Fist in his heart. After these days of fighting, he had a new understanding of fighting.

The Yuangong sword technique is upright and looks very simple, but it is very powerful, especially in it. It has an indescribable feeling. He saw Hui Ming's crazy stick. Once it danced, it was covered with a layer of golden light. According to the legend of the sword, the sword immortal could kill people with a sword. When he made a move, he unconsciously felt that the body was moving with heat, and he did not need his intentional guidance. The sword seemed to have spirituality.

Mo Xian didn't know that the Ape Sword Technique was originally the introductory sword technique of the Ape Sword Technique, and its moves were originally guiding. The man who was seriously injured was killed by him, had magic and two Xingyiquan books and the Ape Sword Technique, which seemed to be a secret martial arts book. It was not only the world's martial arts skills, but also the basic skills of the immortals. Even Lu Ru didn't know about this.

Mo Xian didn't know that practicing both of them would slowly replenish the losses of his past lives. If he hadn't used the taboo moves in the Sun Sword again, he might have been able to enjoy his life for twenty or thirty years.

Mo Xian knew that the sun sword he practiced in the Hall of Yama was a kind of life potential that could stimulate life potential. From the beginning of his memory, he was in a secret place, accepting death every moment. The people around him were killed by others, and he was full of blood in his hands and practiced hard. His physical damage was not a concern, and his personality was distorted.

Perhaps it was fortunate that during an assassination, he saw the true love in the world. The father and son were fighting to die for the other party and asked Mo Xian to let the other person go. He hesitated at that moment. Fortunately, a knight came to help, and Mo Xian took the opportunity to retreat.

Although his mission failed, it made him think of rebelling against the Hall of Yama. After that, he silently looked at ordinary people on earth and began to feel the feelings of ordinary people that he did not understand. At this time, he secretly bought the house in the suburbs of Luoyi and integrated it into ordinary people, instead of like the other thirty-five ghosts, they had no tomorrow at all.

He looked up at the mountain in the distance, surrounded by clouds and mist, which should be Guiyan Peak, which appeared and disappeared in the clouds and mists.

He stood down and the two appeared in front of him, and there was still more than half a mile, but his murderous aura was already depressed.

Mo Xian's eyes shrank, and the two people were obviously coming for him.

There was a rustling sound from the ground, and several scorpions and centipedes crawled out of the grass. Mo Xian understood that one of them was the Five Poison Ghost, which was more than half a mile away and could command poisonous substances. Only the genuine Five Poison Ghosts had this ability.

The two people in the distance were still waiting quietly, but the murderous intent was even worse. They were accumulating murderous aura. I wonder which one was the Five Poison Ghost and what the other one was?

Mo Xian took a breath, and it was still half a mile away. At such a long distance, the five poisonous ghosts would not emit poisonous gas. Seeing that there were more and more poisonous insects on the ground, Mo Xian jumped up, his body was like a spirit ape, rising in the air, his toes were a little on the small tree next to him, and he did not land, but flew towards the two of them. Between the several ups and downs, they were already close to many.

One of the two men had a bone flute in their hands, and placed it beside their mouths. With the sound of the extremely harsh bone flute, it seemed like a ghost crying and howling. Several black shadows on the ground ejected, including snakes, centipedes, and more poisons had already raised their bodies.

Mo Xian turned his body into several cold lights with a ball of his body, and the sword in his hand turned into several cold lights, which was accurately located on the poisonous substance. The poisonous substance was beaten in the air and fell vertically. With a bang, it fryed into powder when it approached the ground.

Mo Xian's body stretched out, and his figure was like a horse galloping. He fell down. The horse stepped on the chicken. When he landed on the ground, he tried hard and several poisonous substances were trampled to pieces.

The poison next to him was about to attack, but Mo Xian's body rose up again.

The Five Poison Ghost Hand raised, and chirping sounds sounded in the air, and a few slightly blue cold stars came over with a sound of breaking through the air.

Mo Xian seemed to transform into the sword light in the air, and the sword buzzed. At this moment, Mo Xian felt that he seemed to be integrated with the sword, and the sword oscillated at high speed. This was not because he intended it, but naturally achieved it. At this moment, he couldn't help but think of the sword energy!
Chapter completed!