Mo Yu's face suddenly became extremely gloomy. Although he had nothing to do with Qi Cheng, he was familiar with each other along the way. When he saw him die, he couldn't help but feel angry! But at this moment, he didn't delay much, and changed his direction with his feet! After taking several arrows, he successfully brought the black-faced strong man and Ma Liu back to the carriage where the father and daughter of the merchant were.

The sound of "bang" and "bang" above the head was endless, which was the sound of arrows shooting through the car! The father and daughter of the merchants were pale, their eyes were full of fear. Occasionally, they looked at Qi Cheng's place where they fell down, and they couldn't help but feel sad. However, seeing Mo Yu listened with his ears, they suppressed their fear, and the sadness was not spoken at all, and even the breath was much lowered.

After a while, the rain of arrows stopped, and the sound of dense footsteps came from the surrounding area. Soon, there was a scream and a howl! A sharp light flashed in Mo Yu's eyes, and he looked up and swept around. With his eyes, he vaguely saw dense figures coming to kill him, leaving no living anywhere he walked!

The night attacker actually made up his mind to silence the entire caravan! This is different from ordinary robbers. It seems that there is something else in today's affairs! As the thoughts turned, he looked up to the northeast corner of the camp, where the Wang family caravan was stationed!

boom!

A strong fluctuation of the Yuan power suddenly came, and a fireball soared into the sky, and the firelight in the air illuminated the entire camp, revealing many night attackers wearing black night clothes!

Wang Duanling stood in the air, his robe was swaying with rage, and his powerful soul fluctuations were rippling around him. "Kill!" With a low roar, he raised his hand and shot out several fire swords, killing several night attackers to the ground. The power of the spiritual infant realm cultivators was fully revealed!

The night attacker directly used arrow rain to kill and kill. This cruel method is obviously not an ordinary robber! These people are coming to them specifically! Spy must have appeared in the gang, otherwise the matter would not be leaked!

Wang Duanling was frightened and angry, but he had no time to think about it. Since he was coming to them, how could the other party be unprepared? So when he took action, he kept observing the movements around him carefully.

At this moment, a sneer suddenly rang out, "Old guy, your opponent is me!"

The monk walked out in a black robe. He raised his hand and suddenly a series of ice cones shot out, emitting a bit of biting coldness. This person's cultivation is in the high-level spiritual infant realm, and he suppresses Wang Duanling!

His heart sank, raised his hand and slashed out the fire knife. The two spiritual infant cultivators were immediately caught in a fierce battle, and the powerful aura made the surrounding cultivators dare not approach!

The aura in the body of the caravan guard leader suddenly burst out, reaching the fourth-level combat division level in one fell swoop. He actually hid his own cultivation! With a heavy step, he rushed out, raised his hand and cut out the light of a training-like sword, slashing the bodies of the two night attackers into four pieces! But before he could continue to take action, his face suddenly changed drastically, and he suddenly turned sideways and slashed backwards!

The short dagger and the long sword were in contact, and a loud "bang" spark suddenly appeared, and a short black shadow appeared behind him. His shoulders trembled slightly and the force surged to resolve it. Instead, the caravan leader was shocked two steps back.

He smiled coldly and said in a hoarse voice: "Sure enough, there are some tricks, but don't even want to see the sun today! Leave this person to me, you can do it and kill everyone!" The next half sentence was what he said to the night attackers around him. His figure flashed, and he rushed forward with a shocking speed, and a short dagger in his hand slashed a cold light!

The guard leader roared and held his sword to resist!

The two hidden strong men in the caravan were all entangled, and most of the remaining black-clothed night attackers rushed to the surviving caravan guards, a small part dispersed, and began to chase the rest of the caravan! The howling and the sound of corpses falling to the ground kept ringing, and the air gradually filled with a strong smell of blood!

"There are people hidden under the carriage, kill them!" The three night attackers sniffed out with a hideous smile. But the next moment, their bodies flew backwards faster. With the sound of broken bones, each of them had a deep depression in their chests, and they fell several meters away and lost their breath.

Mo Yu flashed out, took the long swords in the hands of the three people, and said to the merchant father and daughter under the carriage, "Stay here and don't run around!"

He kicked under the cover of night and disappeared. Soon a few soft hums came from the surroundings of the carriage, and the smell of blood in the air suddenly became more intense.

Mo Yu carefully put down the corpse in his hand and confirmed that no one would find this area again in a short period of time. The figure turned into a ray of blue smoke and approached the battlefield of two spiritual infant cultivators fighting.

Wang Duanling's face turned pale. His cultivation was a little weaker. Every time the spells touched, it would cause his soul to shake and he could only struggle to support it. Moreover, the ice aura invaded the body, and his reaction speed was getting slower and slower. He was afraid that he would be killed on the spot if he couldn't hold on for too long. He was frightened and frightened and gradually became frightened!

"Hehe! Old man, go to die!" The black-robed spiritual practitioner did not know what method he did in an instant, and the aura in his body suddenly surged. More than ten ice cones appeared in his hand, each of which was the size of an adult's arm, and whistled forward!

"Ah!" Wang Duanling screamed. He still couldn't resist the killing of the ice cone. Half of his body was torn apart by two ice cones. The cold aura instantly erupted and frozen him into a popsicle and fell to the ground, without any blood coming out!

The black-robed spiritual cultivator was gasping for breath. Obviously, the loss of this attack was extremely heavy, but a hint of pride flashed in his eyes. With this method, he had killed no less than ten cultivators of the same level over the years, and was caught off guard and few people could resist it!

But at this moment, his expression suddenly changed. An ice shield appeared behind his sleeve to protect him! The next moment, a long sword slashed on it under the infusion of terrifying power! With a "pop", the ice shield was directly broken! Without giving the black-robed spiritual cultivator more time to react, two long swords roared and pierced his body hard! Blood flowers bloomed, and with a "pop", the black-robed spiritual cultivator fell to the ground and was directly killed!

Mo Yu's figure flew out from a distance, and quickly took action, putting Wang Duanling and the black-robed spiritual cultivation storage ring into his arms.

Two powerful people in the Spirit Infant Realm died one after another, which immediately alarmed the entire battle situation.

The short black shadow fought with the leader of the caravan guard and froze, screaming and waiting: "Retreat!" His figure retreated first, and was astonishingly fast, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Mo Yu frowned slightly, but when he saw his speed when he retreated, he gave up the idea of ​​chasing him. His eyes swept around him, and many night attackers in the camp retreated out like a tide.

When it was dawn, the leader of the caravan guard walked to the carriage with gratitude and bowed: "If it weren't for the help of fellow Taoists, we would have died here today! There are 500 top-grade treasure crystals in the storage bag, so I will treat it as a reward!"

He carefully observed Mo Yu's expression and said, "In addition, in the future, fellow Taoists will enter the chaotic domain. If there are any difficulties, they can go to the Blood Scythe Gang for help. Within the scope of their ability, my Blood Scythe Gang will never refuse!"

Blood Scythe Gang?

Mo Yu's eyes flashed slightly. When he left the fog mud and rushed back to the Four Seasons Sect, he had saved some blood sickle monks. But at this moment, he didn't say much, just glanced at the man, took the storage ring, and said lightly: "Prepare some horses, we'll leave immediately."

The guard leader felt that all his thoughts were seen through, and a cold sweat suddenly arose behind him. He should have ordered the guards beside him to do it.

Soon, several intact horses were led, among which Mo Yu rode a dark horse. This guy was indeed clever and escaped the disaster last night. At this moment, he squeezed away several similar people and stood in front of him with a respectful look.

Mo Yu patted its neck, turned over the horse, and rode away with his father and daughter and others.

The guard leader watched them go away, and he really breathed a sigh of relief. He hurriedly turned around and led the remaining guards to clean up the battlefield. He had sent a message to the gang for help, and someone would probably come to pick him up soon.

...

Five days later, outside the chaotic territory, several cavalry rushed to the scene.

The leader of a dark horse ran happily, and there was a man in black robe on the seat, with a firm face and bright eyes. At this moment, he closed the reins and the dark horse ran and stopped a few steps. His eyes swept around and said, "I want to enter the chaotic domain, let's separate you here."

"Brother Yumo, will you stay in the chaotic realm all the time? Can we find you in the future?" A pretty girl spoke with reluctance in her eyes.

In this industry, Mo Yu, the merchant father and daughter and others.

He was a little silent when he heard this and said, "No surprise, I will stay in the chaotic realm for a while. But this place is not a good place, so if there is no need, you don't stay for a long time." Yu Luo took out a storage bag and handed it to Shang Nan, and said, "The five hundred top-grade treasure crystals inside belong to you, say goodbye!"

Mo Yu shook the reins, and the black horse neighed, and it was extremely fast. It quickly turned into a black dot and disappeared from the sight of several people.

Shang Lingling dismounted and looked at him in a daze, feeling extremely depressed.

Shang Nan saw her daughter's reaction and sighed softly. He could see her thoughts clearly, and he tried to help her along the way, otherwise he would not allow her to spend a month with a man in a carriage. Yu Mo's mind must have noticed this, but he did not express it, but in fact he had already expressed his attitude.

"Lingling, let's go."

Shang Lingling was very smart. How could she not know what Shang Nan could detect? She didn't want her father to worry. She took a breath and calmed down her heart. When she turned around, her face had returned to calm, "Dad, where are we going?"

"First go to the market town where the caravans are concentrated, and we will make arrangements after we get there." Shang Nan looked at the black-faced strong man, Maliu and others, "What do you think?"

Several people shook their heads and expressed their no objection. They turned their horse's head and headed straight for the other direction.

...

The Chaos Domain is about ten thousand miles in size, but the poisonous miasma is rampant, and there is only one place where monks can live in and survive - the Chaos City!

On that day, a young man in black robe led a black horse came from outside the city. He stood not far from the city gate and looked up at the huge city in front of him.

The ancient city walls are full of traces of the passing of time. The surface is covered with dark green moss, but they still cannot cover the traces of swords on it. At the city gate, there are vicious men wearing leather armor and holding sharp weapons walking in and out in groups. When they meet, sparks seem to be sparking when they meet! The sky in the city is lingering in a little dark, and from time to time a few black crows fly by, and they are "croaking" in their mouths, which makes it suddenly become a little cold and cold.
Chapter completed!