Hearing Mo Zhentian's crazy laughter on the stage, Ling Wei and Yan Xiru's bodies trembled slightly. Seeing Ling Fei still lying on the ground, there was no sign of awakening, the two were about to collapse.     ??

Yang Yu'er, who was beside her, looked at Ling Fei on the stage with horror. A trace of crystal clear tears flashed in her beautiful eyes, and it seemed that she might fall down at any time. A trace of loss of consciousness appeared in her eyes. If something happened to the young master, Yu'er would definitely not live alone!

Old Fan looked unhappy. If it weren't for his concern for his face, he might have come forward to help Ling Fei long ago. After all, he still needs Ling Fei's help.

In addition, the face of the fourth elder who was hiding in the crowd was also twitching. The Mo family was too presumptuous. Even if the Ling family was expelled from the Ling clan, there was no need to take such a ruthless move.

When a giant blade slashed by Ling Fei and the arrow from Mo Zhentian collided violently and stalemate, melting each other's energy. After a long time, the giant blade was ultimately inferior to the light arrow, and Ling Fei was pierced by the black green light arrow.

At this moment, Ling Fei felt life and death. This kind of death made him a little afraid. It would be fine if he had no worries, but he had to take care of his parents and help Canfeng take revenge, and he had to spend his whole life to protect Yang Yu'er. But it was too late now. Ling Fei was unwilling to give up, so he was about to die? He closed his eyes unwillingly and slowly fell to the ground.

Mo Zhentian still laughed out loud, feeling relieved. At this moment, Ling Fei suddenly had a golden light flashing around him, and his body formed a vortex, absorbing the power of heaven and earth. Mo Zhentian was shocked, and an ominous premonition arose in his heart. Could it be that Ling Fei was not dead yet?

Mo Zhentian's eyes turned cold, he took out the Yangfeng Sword and shot towards Ling Feifei. He stood beside Ling Fei, raised his hand and swung it out, hoping to make up for a sword.

Dong!

The wind sword in Mo Zhentian's hand seemed to slash on the black iron. Dahei flashed his body and stretched out his arms to block Ling Fei's move. His sleeves were cut open, but his arms were not damaged at all. He glared at Mo Zhentian, and Dahei flashed murderous intent in his eyes and said in a deep voice: "You are seeking death!"

A powerful aura erupted from Dahei's body, shaking Mo Zhentian away in one lift. The black Yuan power in his hand flashed and a palm was printed on his chest. Mo Zhentian dodged without rushing, and immediately fell to the ground and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Da Hei walked slowly towards Mo Zhentian. Mo Zhentian's eyes flashed with panic and shouted loudly to the audience: "A bunch of waste, kill him quickly!" As soon as Mo Zhentian finished speaking, ten black shadows flashed and stood on the stage that had turned into ruins, blocked in front of Mo Zhentian, and looked at Da Hei coldly.

Mo Zhentian said angrily: "A bunch of wastes, why don't you do it quickly." Ten people looked at each other, exchanged glances, and surrounded Dahei. Obviously, these ten people were all dead soldiers of the Mo family, and from this point, it can be seen that the power of the Mo family is huge.

One of the men in black shot towards Dahei, clenched their fists and slammed Dahei's head. Dahei snorted coldly when he saw this, and without taking it in his eyes, he raised his iron fist to meet the man.

He knocked him away with one punch. At this moment, two people attacked behind Da Hei, causing two whistling sounds. Da Hei was still fighting with the two. Before Da Hei could break free from his hand, three figures flew over on the other side and kicked Da Hei with a very strong force. Da Hei was caught off guard, so he fell to the ground fiercely, with a trace of blood flowing out of the corner of his mouth.

The strength of these people is the One Duan Xuan King. Among them, three of the Two Duan Xuan Kings and one of the Three Duan Xuan Kings would not be a big deal even if Da Hei took this blow head-on. But the key is that because of Ling Fei, the beast pill in Da Hei's body contains Ling Fei's essence and blood.

A monster like this that signs a contract is the most unlucky. As long as the owner dies, the spirit beast cannot escape death. Therefore, Dahei is weak, and at this moment he even took the powerful attack from these people.

Immediately, like a kite with a broken string, it flew to the ground and spewed out a mouthful of blood, but my eyes were still looking at the few people coldly.

Seeing this, Mo Zhentian laughed and said, "So keep doing it, what's wrong? Are you naive? You kill him quickly, no, you want to torture him to death."

The ten people nodded one after another and walked towards Dahei. There were golden lights flashing in their palms. Just as the ten people wanted to take action, five figures shot towards the competition platform, slashing out several sword marks in the air, shocking the ten people back.

He stood beside Da Hei and inputted a pure and thick Yuan power into his body for him. After a long time, he saw Da Hei's face slightly rosy.

He said to the man: "Brother Da Hei, what's wrong with you? He can actually hurt these people who have cultivated their cultivation?"

Dahei shook his head and smiled bitterly, without answering his words, and asked back: "Why did you come here? Didn't the young master let you hide in the dark?"

It turned out that these five people were Zhang Wei's five brothers. Zhang Wei said: "The five of us also heard that the young master and the Mo family were duel today. We were originally hiding in the dark to watch the battle and then taking action at the critical moment. So we saw that the big black brother was injured, so we quickly appeared."

There was no expression on Dahei's honest face, but he knew in his heart that these five people were not as simple as they said on the surface. Although Zhang Wei and others had already joined the young master's subordinates, they did not return. Zhang Wei was at the peak of Xuan Wang's cultivation, and he was only one step away from breaking through to the Yuanzhe level. How could he be willing to be a bodyguard for a Mao boy with Xuanshi's cultivation level?

Ling Fei and Da Hei also understood that the thoughts in Zhang Wei and others were just not pointed out by anyone, but Ling Fei had never worried about being betrayed by these five people. He didn't know what would happen in the future, but now they must not dare to do so. Ling Fei was extremely confident in this. Ling Fei is now just a chance, just an opportunity to make the five people return home.

While Dahei was talking to Zhang Wei, ten people looked at Zhang Wei and the other five, while Zhao Yulong and the four brothers stood in a row, carefully guarding against the ten people. In this way, they fell into a stalemate for a moment.

After seeing that Da Hei's body had almost recovered, Zhang Wei helped Da Hei stand up and walked towards Ling Fei. Seeing the golden light shining on Ling Fei's body, the Yuan power in his body was slowly growing, but there was no sign of awakening. He frowned and was puzzled.

Just when Zhang Wei was about to touch Ling Fei, he was grabbed by Da Hei and said, "Don't touch the young master, you will harm the young master."

Zhang Wei was puzzled and before he could ask questions, the big underworld said, "Go and kill Mo Zhentian to avenge the young master." As he said that, he walked towards the ten guards of the Mo family, without giving Zhang Wei a chance to speak.

Seeing this, Zhang Wei's mouth twitched slightly, and he felt like he was crazy. He didn't even talk to him at all. He wanted to tie his five brothers to make him stand out. Unexpectedly, this seemingly honest and honest big scheming was so deep that Zhang Wei stomped his feet.

Blue light flashed around Dahei, and every step he took would leave a shallow trace on the ground. The energy of the Yuan was fluctuating and fluctuating. It could be seen that Dahei was indeed murderous.

The big black body is a third-level wind beast. Du Ben is proud of Du, not to mention a mutant monster that is extremely unseen.

Expanding his ghostly degree, Dahei aimed at a person, and saw the afterimage flashing, Dahei stood in front of him. Before the man could react, the light flashed between Dahei's palms, so he slapped his head with a palm, blood dripping, and brain matter was photographed. Then a vomiting smell of blood came out, and Dahei's body was splashed with blood. This scene made people feel creepy.

hiss!

The audience members of the audience couldn't help but take a breath when they saw this. Is this still human? He is so cruel! The monks all showed panic. If they met Da Hei, could they hold on to his hand?

Dahei, covered in blood, was like a god of killing at this moment, with murderous intent in his eyes increasingly scared, as if he was about to become substantial.

He looked back at Zhang Wei and the other five who were already shocked, and said in a deep voice: "What? Why are you doing while standing there? Don't you still do it?" After saying that, he ignored the five people and walked directly to the next person.

The five people felt stormy waves in their hearts. The one who touched them the most was Zhang Wei. Not to mention his strength, just speaking of the qualities, he was even better than that. Perhaps if he was able to compete with the Sword and Tiger Beast King in the middle of the forest, he would definitely be invincible.

Hearing Dahei's shout, Zhang Wei and others came to their senses and gritted their teeth to walk towards the Mohist guards.

Da Hei flashed and came to another person. There was no suspense. Before this person could react, his head was shattered by his palm and blood splattered. Everywhere he passed, there would be guards who died.

Not long after, Dahei and Zhang Wei and six others killed all the Mo family guards on the stage. Dahei walked towards Mo Zhentian, and Mo Zhentian's heart trembled, and he couldn't help but retreat, shouting to the audience: "Dad, Dad, save me!"

A powerful aura suddenly burst out from the audience. The monks looked at this aura. This man was dressed in black and was Mo Zhentian's father Mo Xiongyang.

Mo Xiongyang's face looked extremely ugly and said in a deep voice: "Are you looking for death?"
Chapter completed!