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Chapter 11 Mutation

"How long do you want to chat?" the man said impatiently. It was almost a quarter of an hour, but Mo Ye and Liu Qing hadn't reached an agreement yet, which really made him feel angry.

"It's now, Miss Liu, let's go!" At this moment, Mo Ye suddenly shouted, and Liu Qing beside him immediately rushed towards the mountain gate.

"Damn it!" the man cursed angrily, and immediately accelerated his speed, trying to catch up with Liu Qing who was about to escape.

"Uncle, don't leave in a hurry!" Mo Ye stopped in front of the man with a smile. A wind blade formed in his hand and flew towards the man's neck.

"Wind Blade Technique!" The man's eyes condensed. Although Wind Blade Technique is a primary spell, its power is quite impressive, almost approaching some ordinary intermediate spells. Although the man has a peak cultivation level in the middle stage of the Condensing Spirit Realm, he can

I don’t dare to accept it forcefully.

"Black Mist Palm!" The man shouted, and black air began to emit from his two palms, condensing into a huge black palm, and then moved towards the wind blade.

The wind blade hit the black palm, only penetrated an inch, and then dissipated. However, the palm did not gain much benefit. The black energy on the surface was a bit lighter than at the beginning, and it seemed that its power was greatly reduced.

Seeing this, Mo Ye immediately activated his water arrow technique. A water arrow instantly hit the surface of his palm and penetrated it. At this time, the palm no longer threatened him and exploded in the air.

"It's me who underestimated you, but you should be happy for yourself next time!" The man finally became serious at this time.

Mo Ye relied on the powerful power of the wind blade technique, and his ordinary methods could not do anything about it. If this continued, he could only be dragged here by Mo Ye. He had not forgotten the other girl. If his guess was correct, the girl would definitely

He was going back to Yueshanmen to bring in reinforcements, so the longer he was delayed by Mo Ye here, the greater the danger he would be in.

"We must fight quickly. I don't believe that I, who is at the peak of the middle stage of the Condensing Spirit Realm, can't do anything to a junior who is in the early stage of the Condensing Spirit Realm!" The man thought in his heart, and there was already a long black sword in his hand.

"Magical weapon!" Looking at the long sword in the man's hand, Mo Ye's eyes became solemn.

There is a huge difference between low-level cultivators. Whoever owns a magical weapon will greatly increase his strength. This is why Mo Ye concluded that Liu Qing wanted to buy a magical weapon.

An important basis for achieving good results in entry-level competitions.

"You can't fight him head-on!" Mo Ye reminded himself secretly in his heart, and the spiritual power in his spiritual orifice had been quietly raised to prevent the man's sudden attack.

Suddenly, Mo Ye's eyes froze, because in his sight, the man's figure had disappeared, leaving no trace.

It was at the same moment that he felt a chill coming from behind him, and a warning sign suddenly appeared. He immediately launched the Wind Control Step and quickly dodged to one side.

A pitch-black sword tip suddenly appeared behind Mo Ye, passing him by, leaving a scratch on his back. If he had reacted slower just now, the sword tip would have penetrated his body.

heart.

"What a danger!" Mo Ye said with lingering fear, already breaking out in a cold sweat. There was really no sign of the man's sudden attack. He was able to escape thanks to his special sense of danger in his previous life. If it hadn't been for this

A strange feeling reminded him that he had died by the man's sword long ago.

"My strength is still not enough, I must improve faster!" Mo Ye secretly made up his mind, "If this crisis can be overcome, I must speed up the progress of my cultivation!"

"You are the first and last person in the early stage of the Condensing Spirit Realm to be able to escape my Shadowless Thorn. Next, you won't have such good luck!" The man's voice echoed everywhere, and it was impossible to tell who he was.

The specific location.

"Here we go again!" Mo Ye could feel a huge crisis approaching him, and subconsciously activated the Wind Control Step in his mind, retreating several feet backward.

A familiar sword tip appeared in front of him at the same moment as he was retreating, heading towards his heart with great speed. Although Mo Ye kept retreating backwards, the speed of the sword tip was not at all.

Slowing down, it was still chasing straight towards Mo Ye's heart, like a maggot attached to the bone.

Mo Ye's speed gradually slowed down, but the sword tip still maintained the initial speed, and the distance between him and Mo Ye was getting closer and closer. Seeing that Mo Ye was about to be caught up by the sword tip, Mo Ye made a move

Amazing move.

Mo Ye's retreating body suddenly stopped, and then he tilted his body quickly, and the sword tip penetrated Mo Ye's left shoulder, leaving a red blood flower there.

Mo Ye frowned slightly. The pain that penetrated his shoulder made his left hand numb and a little out of control. This would inevitably make his body inflexible, and it would be more difficult to dodge the man's next attack.

difficulty.

"Liu Qing, hurry up!" Mo Ye murmured in his heart. He originally hoped that he could defeat this man alone, but now it seems that this is really fantastic, at least not at this time.

possible.

"If I had learned the Thunder Curse and practiced the Hundred Meridians Calming Body Technique, my current situation would be completely different!" Mo Ye thought to himself, but this was still a fantasy after all. In fact, he was at a huge disadvantage and could be ready at any time.

All are in danger of death.

Liu Qing followed the route told by Mo Ye and flew away. The spell she chose happened to be Shen Technique, so she rushed as fast as Mo Ye who used the Wind Control Step.

"We're almost there, Mo Ye, you must hold on!" Liu Qing shouted anxiously in her heart. Because she was rushing so hard, the spiritual power in her spiritual orifice was almost exhausted, but she was still holding on, because

She knew that Mo Ye's life and death was in her hands.

The scene in front of her changed rapidly, and soon a tall pavilion appeared in front of Liu Qing's eyes. Her expression immediately became extremely excited. Her already fast speed increased again, and she arrived in front of the pavilion in a blink of an eye.

After passing through the gate, Liu Qing entered the interior of the pavilion. There were jade slips in this pavilion. Many disciples were looking back and forth between the jade slips, not knowing what they were exploring.

Liu Qing did not look at those disciples, but went straight to the center of the pavilion, because there sat a young man in white robes. After a rough experience, Liu Qing found that his cultivation was so unpredictable that other disciples here were not capable of it.

Matching.

"Senior brother, please help me!" Liu Qing came to the young man in white robe and said anxiously.

The young man slowly opened his eyes, looked at Liu Qing whose eyes were red and swollen, and asked with a smile: "Did this junior sister encounter any difficulties?"

"Please save him! We came back from Yueshanfang City together, but we were targeted. He was stalling for time in order for me to come back for rescue. Please help us!" Liu Qing said with a hint of tears.

"Is that so? I understand! I didn't expect that someone would dare to rob my Yueshan Sect disciples under my nose. I'm really tired of living!" After hearing Liu Qing's words, a coldness flashed in the young man's eyes.

stood up from the ground.

"You show me the way, we must rush there immediately, otherwise the person you are talking about will be in danger!" The young man grabbed Liu Qing's hand, turned it into a ray of green light, and flew Liu Qing out of the pavilion.

"Who was that junior sister just now? She was so beautiful! She actually went out with senior brother Qin Feng. Did something happen?" After the young man and Liu Qing left, the disciples in the pavilion started talking one after another.

They rarely see the senior brother who has been guarding the Deacon Hall all year long take a step outside the Deacon Hall, but every time Qin Feng goes out, something happens that shocks everyone in the sect.

With a "tear" sound, the tip of the sword scratched Mo Ye's back, and a large piece of clothing was torn off, revealing Mo Ye's back covered with scars.

He persisted for a full quarter of an hour under the man's invisible attack, and this quarter of an hour was the most difficult time he had ever spent in his life. Every moment, he had to face the man's sudden attack, and his mind

He had to be highly concentrated. As time went by, the shortcomings of his cultivation gradually became apparent. The spiritual power in his spiritual aperture was almost exhausted. In less than a quarter of an hour, his spiritual power would be completely exhausted.

At that time, he will only be at the mercy of men.

"Liu Qing, hurry up!" Now, Mo Ye can delay for a moment. The longer he delays, the greater the chance Liu Qing will find rescue from the Deacon Hall.

"Boy, you will die with the next blow!" The man has completely lost his patience. Compared with torturing Mo Ye, escaping the next pursuit across the mountain gate is the most important thing, so he can no longer let Mo Ye delay here.

In his time, the strong men who crossed the mountain gate might have started to rush over at this time.

After saying that, everything around him became quiet, and Mo Ye felt an unusually dull sense of oppression coming towards him, making him breathless.

"This is an intermediate-level spell that I got by chance. If you die in its hands, you should be proud of it!" The man's loud voice sounded around Mo Ye, "Phantom Kill!"

The next moment, the man's figure appeared. After a moment of shaking, three identical men appeared in front of Mo Ye, surrounding him in the center.

"Die!" The three men shouted at the same time and rushed towards Mo Ye at the same speed. The long swords in their hands exuded a faint cold light. Looking at this form, it was obvious that they wanted Mo Ye to fight one against three, but Mo Ye

If you can't beat one man, how can you beat three?

"It seems that I'm going to fall into his hands this time. It seems that I still haven't been able to save Yue'er in this life!" Mo Ye laughed at himself and looked at the man's rapidly approaching figure with a calm face, feeling a strong sense of unwillingness in his heart.

.

Just when the three men's attacks were only a few steps away from Mo Ye, a sudden change occurred.

A nine-color light curtain appeared in front of Mo Ye out of thin air, protecting his whole body tightly. The man's attack landed on the surface of the light curtain, only causing ripples on it.

The sudden change made the man who thought he had a chance to win couldn't help but be stunned, and his brain was a little short-circuited.


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