"Who is this woman?"

"Look at her cultivation... it doesn't seem to be high!"

"How can she have the guts to get here?"

"I know this woman, her name is Mo Hongbeng! She is a casual cultivator from Shangshenshan!"

"Really? How strong is it?"

"When I fought her before, at least the Peak Killing Sovereign Soul Realm, now I don't know where it is.

"Chee, is it just a pinnacle killer? What can it be compared to these powers? What's more, she can beat so many powers alone? This kind of people dare to pursue the idea of ​​Xuanbing Fan? See you short-term!" Someone snorted disdainfully.

Some people also shook their heads.

Peak kills the king?

There is nothing to worry about in the face of these powers.

If it is a breakthrough, it will still attract some attention, but that's it!

Compared with this group of Da Neng, the difference is too far.

What's more, this person has been surrounded by powerful people.

At the moment, she has no way to go to heaven. If she still wants to die, it is not impossible, that is to throw out the great soldiers. The purpose of these powerful people is all great soldiers, who cares about Mo A bad life of Red Blade?

"Girl! You are so courageous! You dare to **** the old man's Xuanbing fan? Humph! It's just looking for death! The old man advises you to hand over the Xuanbing fan quickly! Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude to you!"

A gray-haired old man pointed to the ink red blade and shouted.

It wasn't that the old man was extremely polite, but that the method that Mo Hong Blade had just resisted the Tyrant Blade was really daunting.

None of these great abilities is a fool, and they dare not act rashly until they know the depth of each other.

"You want a Xuanbing fan? All right! You have to have the ability, come and get it!" Mo Hongyan said coldly.

Although her heart is extremely nervous.

"Presumptuous! Girl, do you really think the old man can't kill you?" The old man was furious and roared directly.

This voice directly urged powerful mental spells to make her give up resisting and surrender obediently after hearing this thunderous roar.

With the cultivation base of the ink red blade, after eating such a mental spell, she would definitely be affected by it, but she hurriedly spurred a pseudo-hong soldier held in the other hand, and stab at the ground in front of her. .

call!

A marvelous spiritual force burst out from the pseudo-hong soldier's sword, and directly turned into a huge cover, covering the surrounding ink red blade.

The mental power immediately disappeared after hitting the cover, and nothing was there anymore.

"what?"

The old man was stunned.

"I seemed to smell a little bit of the aura of the army just now. Although the aura is very weak, I can feel it clearly!"

"Maybe... the sword in the girl's hand is also a great soldier!"

"God, in this way, wouldn't there be nine great soldiers in Shangshenshan?"

"Good! Good! Excellent! Hahaha..."

"The soldiers in this woman's hands are mine!"

"not mine!"

There was a roar.

The powers were completely mad, and one by one, like angry beasts, they rushed towards the ink red blade.

Mo Hong Blade gritted his silver teeth and directly activated the power of Xuan Bing Fan to instigate the desperately charged person.

Rushing...

The cold wind pierced coldly, swallowing the powerful people who rushed over.

Some powers dodge hurriedly, not daring to confront directly.

But there are also those who are not afraid of death, wanting to resist the cold wind, but it is obvious that they all changed into ice sculptures and fell on the spot.

It's Hongbing!

Even if it is motivated by a person whose strength is countless lower than them, the essence of Hongbing's divine power will not change, no matter how strong it is, he dare not ignore...

Mo Hongbeng didn't dare to waste time, moved his body directly, preparing to leave.

She stared at the right side, riding on these powerful people before forming an encirclement circle, immediately fleeed.

"Stop running!!"

"Where do I see you going?"

The mighties roared, and immediately chased Mo Hong Blade.

But with the support of Shuanghongbing, the speed of the ink red blade is so fast, they find that they can't take advantage of the speed when chasing this small peak to kill the king? ?

Everyone felt something was wrong.

However, it didn't take long for the aura of the ink red blade to slow down.

It seems that the breath is insufficient, and he can no longer run away.

She can only choose a hiding place.

But those god-like powers are chasing after...

So after chasing to the cliff, the ink red blade fell down.

The powerful also surrounded her for the first time.

Huh! Huh...

Mo Hongbeng gasped, staring coldly at everything around him.

"kill!"

The mighties directly culled indiscriminately.

Mo Hongblade gritted his teeth and carried the Xuanbing fan to fight the Puppet Hong.

But with few moves, the disadvantage of the soul realm was still experienced.

The momentum of the Mo Red Blade was directly crushed by the opponent, in addition to that, the terrifying spells had also been released, directly hitting the Mo Red Blade.

The ink red blade was so scared that there was no blood on his face, and he quickly resisted.

Boom!

A dull noise burst out.

It's just that she used the Hong Bing to block a few moves with difficulty, but the remaining moves can't be resisted at all.

A large number of scars appeared on Mo Hongyan's body immediately, and the whole person was dripping with blood, which was terrible.

She flew out, fell heavily beside the cliff, vomiting blood, making it difficult to get up.

Seeing this scene, everyone rushed madly, directly at the Xuanbing fan in her hand and the pseudo-hong soldier.

"Xuanbing fan is mine!"

"Who dares to move my Xuanbing fan, kill! Kill! Kill!!"

"If you are looking for death, try it!"

"See who is more capable!"

The mighties roared, and the general terror descended on the ink red blade.

Mo Hong Blade clenched his teeth, supporting it in pain.

But she knew that if this continued, she would definitely die.

Looking at the rushing power, a cold snort came out of Mo Hongbian's nose, directly urging the organ.

Booming...

The barrier at the cliff was opened directly, and Mo Hongyan directly threw the Xuanbing fan and the pseudo-hong soldier given by Baiye into the cliff.

"what?"

Everyone felt extremely surprised.

"Want Hong Bing? All right! Go look inside! Who found Hong Bing! Who is the master of these two Hong Bing!"

Mo Hongyan yelled loudly, his voice wrapped in soul power and spread directly all over the place.

All of the inside and outside of Shangshen Mountain boiled for a while.

Whether it is a person with or without a soldier, whether it is a strong person or a weak person.

At this moment, they are all ready to go and head towards the mountain.

After all, this time, Hongbing did not rely on looting...but by looting.

Da Neng didn't know where the baby was thrown by the ink red blade, how could this be a problem that can be solved by fighting?

As a result, the inside and outside of the Mount Shenshan became completely lively, and countless souls flocked to the Shenshan...