For the first time, Wang Mo felt real killing intent from a monk in the same realm.

He could see that Ye Wuhan really wanted to kill him.

When Ye Wuhan's fist hit the consciousness shield, Wang Mo breathed a sigh of relief. He was very confident in his body-protecting consciousness shield, not to mention that the attacks of monks in the transformation stage could be blocked.

Even the attacks in the combined stage can last for a while before the consciousness shield breaks!

This is one of Wang Mo's life-saving methods!

When he is in a desperate situation, he will place all his hopes on the consciousness shield, hoping to help him get a chance to escape!

Ye Wuhan didn't break the consciousness shield with one punch, so he was naturally upset.

He punched again.

Wang Mo smiled.

"Do you think you are a monk who proves the Tao through strength? You want to break open my consciousness shield with one punch? I think you are just wishful thinking!"

Wang Mo smiled miserably with blood hanging from the corner of his mouth.

He couldn't run away, but Ye Wuhan couldn't break through his consciousness shield either!

The two will definitely be in a stalemate!

"As long as I persist a little longer, Elder Ma Xi will definitely come to save me!"

Wang Mo hoped in his heart that he wanted to use the consciousness shield to resist Ye Wuhan's attack, so as to hold on until Ma Xi arrived. By then, Ye Wuhan would definitely be defeated by Ma Xi!

And he will be saved!

Wang Mo has never looked forward to Ma Xi's appearance so much!

Ye Wuhan punched twice in succession, but failed to break the consciousness shield in front of him. He looked at the shield emitting dark light in confusion, and thought in his heart: "So strong?"

It is rare for monks in the god-transformation stage to be able to cultivate the spiritual consciousness shield that protects the body to be so strong.

The stronger the consciousness is, the stronger the shield of consciousness is.

When Ye Wuhan's consciousness shield is opened, it can resist the attacks of Mahayana monks.

He thought that his consciousness shield was unusually hard.

But Wang Mo in front of him opened his eyes.

"The monks in the north really have something. The ordinary disciples of the sect can cultivate like this. It's really amazing!"

Ye Wuhan admired in his heart.

But praise is praise, none of the punches that should have been thrown fell.

Ye Wuhan's third punch hit the consciousness shield, and the extremely solid dark light flickered slightly.

Wang Mo's heart also lifted following that light.

When Ye Wuhan put down his hand, Wang Mo breathed a sigh of relief again.

"It seems... I can only be passively beaten here. I just hope that Elder Ma Xi can come over as soon as possible!"

Wang Mo thought in his heart.

If given a choice, he certainly doesn't want to stand still and be beaten like an iron bastard. He also wants to have a back-and-forth fight with the opponent to determine the winner.

But the current situation was really beyond his expectation!

Ye Wuhan's speed and strength far surpassed him!

Wang Mo couldn't run away or fight, so he could only use his spiritual consciousness to protect his body.

As long as Ye Wuhan can't break through his consciousness shield, then this battle can last until the third monk joins!

Wang Mo took out a pill and stuffed it into his mouth, sat down cross-legged and started to regulate his breathing.

Before he closed his eyes, he glanced indifferently at Ye Wuhan who was standing opposite.

"Fight, fight, you will be the only one who can break it."

Wang Mo said nonchalantly.

"Who says I can't break it?"

Ye Wuhan clenched his fist again, and a faint black light appeared on his fist, surrounding his entire fist.

Wang Mo felt a strange breath.

He opened his eyes in surprise and looked at Ye Wuhan.

That unfamiliar black light surprised Wang Mo.

"What is this?"

Wang Mo has never seen black light on a monk. Generally, only ghost cultivators would be filled with black ghost energy!

"You are a ghost cultivator!"

Wang Mo exclaimed.

Xuantian Sect actually has private contact with ghost cultivators and recruits ghost cultivators as disciples!

A trace of fear flashed in Wang Mo's eyes.

He finally knows now why Xuantian Sect asked his disciples to attack him in this sect competition to find out the secret of the Blue Dragon Slaughter Formation!

This is someone who has made up his mind to kill people and silence them, and then blame the ghost cultivator!

By that time, even if Aotian Sect wants to pursue this matter, Xuantian Sect will be able to completely ignore it.

As long as "ghost cultivators have sneaked into our team" is used as an excuse, Aotian Sect will have no way to pursue the matter with Xuantian Sect. At most, Xuantian Sect can only get an excuse of "not carefully selecting people"!

"You are actually a ghost cultivator!"

Wang Mo yelled, got up and ran away.

Since the other party is a ghost cultivator, he must not stay here and be beaten!

Ghost energy and spiritual energy are naturally in conflict with each other. After ghost cultivators reach the stage of spiritual transformation, the ghost energy around them can corrode spiritual energy!

His consciousness shield will definitely not be able to support Ma Xilai!

Wang Mo ran away screaming and screaming, but Ye Wuhan was unprepared and actually let him crawl on the ground for more than ten meters using his hands and feet.

"Why am I a ghost cultivator..."

Ye Wuhan muttered and was about to catch up to Wang Mo when he suddenly raised his head and looked into the distance.

The aura belonging to Ma Xi is approaching rapidly.

Ye Wuhan secretly screamed.

"It took too long! Let Ma Xi notice it!"

Ye Wuhan was able to successfully defeat Wang Mo, but he didn't have enough confidence to defeat Ma Xi!

He just wants to experience the Blue Dragon Massacre Formation one more time, and doesn't want to risk his life just to break through!

"Ma Xi is not the only one who came, there are also other people from the Aotian Sect! Didn't they scatter in search of Qinghe? Why did it end so quickly?"

Ye Wuhan was confused, but he didn't stop and fled from here quickly.

He originally wanted to learn the Blue Dragon Slaughter Formation from Wang Mo and learn the formation again.

Unfortunately it failed.

Ye Wuhan turned around and left, his breath disappearing on the spot.

Wang Mo climbed a while and was surprised to realize that the murderous intention behind him was gone.

He glanced back.

"Ran?"

When Wang Mo was confused, Ma Xi arrived.

"Under attack?"

When Ma Xi saw Wang Mo's miserable look, he knew what had just happened!

"Elder Ma Xi!"

Wang Mo rushed forward and grabbed Ma Xi's trouser leg, crying: "The Xuantian Sect actually colluded with the ghost cultivators to get the secret of the Blue Dragon Massacre Array out of me! If I hadn't resisted desperately, the Xuantian Sect would have succeeded.

Got it!"

Wang Mo recounted what happened just now in detail.

When Ma Xi heard that there was a black light in Ye Wuhan's hand, he was surprised and said: "Have you looked carefully? This matter is not a trivial matter!"

"I definitely watched carefully! When that person found that he couldn't break through my consciousness mask, he wanted to use ghost energy to corrode my consciousness mask! Fortunately, you arrived in time and didn't let him succeed!"

Wang Mo felt scared when he thought of what happened before.

Fortunately, his consciousness mask was strong enough to last until this moment!

Otherwise, I'm afraid he would have died on the spot!
To be continued...