"It's them." Mo Tian's heart moved and saw the middle-aged man with scars on his face.

"This man is dead."

At the same time, Mo Tian also saw the situation clearly.

The surrounded person had blood on his face and could no longer see his face. However, from his clothes and short hair and other characteristics, Mo Tian was sure that he was the partner of the dead man.

"This person is too serious. Now he is just relying on one breath to hold on. Even if others don't take action, it will be difficult for this person to survive." Mo Tian thought.

"Take the things over and give you some fun." The middle-aged man with scars on his face said lightly.

The others also stopped attacking. The situation was settled and there was nothing to worry about.

"I don't have what you are looking for." The monk in blood was shaking and was about to fall down, but he still gritted his teeth.

"I'm really stubborn. I know you two are not afraid of death. Don't you think about how many people are left in your He clan? You both die. How long can the remaining orphans and widows live?" said the middle-aged man with a smile.

"Even if you kill all the people, it's useless. I said, our He clan has nothing to look for." The injured man hissed.

"I'm still stubborn, and I won't cry until I see the coffin. Take him down and let him taste my methods." The middle-aged man said lightly.

Puff!

At this moment, a sharp arrow pierced a man's chest with a flash, and then the sharp arrows kept appearing, and in the blink of an eye, two more fell to the ground.

The scene was in chaos.

"Who?"

The middle-aged man shouted, raised his hand and a cow hair poison sprinkled in the direction where the sharp arrow appeared.

The others also rushed forward with weapons in hand.

Whoosh!

A sharp arrow was caught in the middle-aged man's throat. The middle-aged man snorted coldly, shook his body, and reached out to grab the injured man, so he jumped down the waterfall slowly.

"Everyone, don't be fine, we're meeting again."

Mo Tian smiled with a long bow in his hand, saying, although he was blocked, he was not panicked at all.

"It's you!"

The middle-aged man recognized Mo Tian, ​​and his eyes flashed with a strong murderous intent. His subordinates were shot and killed just now.

"You were lucky before, but now you are here." The middle-aged man said lightly.

"I'm a little curious when I said that. If you asked me carefully before and we went our separate ways, this wouldn't happen. I remember that we had a good conversation at first, but later you actually attacked me, so I wouldn't blame me for what happened today." Mo Tian said with a smile.

"By the way, can I ask? What are you trying to arrest people? What important things are you trying to silence a disciple of Zhoutian Sect." Mo Tian continued.

"Xuanwang Ring, they are looking for Xuanwang Ring." The monk who was captured by the middle-aged man suddenly shouted loudly.

Mo Tian felt a little strange. The other party shouted like this, not simply telling himself, but wanting more people to hear it.

"court death!"

The middle-aged man's face changed, and a palm force penetrated into the injured monk's body, shattering the other party's internal organs.

This person was seriously injured and wanted to die, and this time he was really exhausted.

"Xuanwang Jie." Mo Tian chewed, he had never heard of it.

"Since you know this news, you will definitely die today." The middle-aged man threw the man on the ground casually, his face covered with coldness, and his scars were hideous, as if he had come alive.

"If you want to kill me, I'm afraid you can't do it." Mo Tian said with a smile, put away his long bow and replaced it with a long sword!

Blood Shadow Sword!

The middle-aged man was in the Sanhua realm, and the other six were innate, which was difficult to deal with.

“Hand it.”

The middle-aged monk shouted coldly, and the six innate people attacked Mo Tian almost at the same time.

"cut!"

Mo Tian suddenly shouted loudly, his tongue burst into thunder, and his eyes suddenly lit up, as if a long sword flashed through his pupils.

Then the six innate people who besieged Mo Tian only felt their minds tremble, their souls were unstable, and their bodies were slightly stagnant, so the attacks they naturally slowed down.

Then I saw a gorgeous blood-colored sword light sweeping towards me, beautiful and with the temptation of being captivating.

"not good!"

These six monks thought it was not good, and they wanted to dodge and resist, but their physical reactions could not keep up.

Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff!

With one sword, all six innate men fell down with their necks covering their necks, and their eyes showed a look of disbelief.

How is that possible?

Why do I want to die? Isn’t this a dream?

Not willing to give up!

"No!"

At this time, the middle-aged man had time to scream, his eyes widened, and he was almost bleeding, and his face was twisted and almost changed.

"Die you to me."

The middle-aged man roared and slashed at Mo Tian with a knife.

The thick sword light suddenly stretched and made a harsh sound. In grief, the middle-aged man used the strongest knife ever.

But Mo Tian began to retreat while the other party roared, and the blood shadow sword in his hand was still filled with blood.

However, Mo Tian’s bright eyes were a little dim. Just now, Mo Tian activated the Sword of Spiritual Consciousness and the Blood Shadow Sword, killing six innate men with one move, and he felt like he was suddenly exhausted.

So in the face of the angry blow from the Sanhua Realm, Mo Tian quickly retreated without hesitation.

boom!

With one knife, gravel flew around, and a gully three feet wide and three feet deep appeared on the ground, which directly extended to Mo Tian’s feet.

Mo Tian was startled and slowed down, and one of his feet might be cut down.

"What a strong attack, I am worthy of being a master in the Sanhua realm, not an opponent." Mo Tian's face moved slightly, then turned around and ran away.

Mo Tian just had a flower, and the middle-aged man had three flowers gathered together, and the two were two different levels.

Originally, Mo Tian had the idea of ​​a fight before the other party took action, but after seeing the opponent's power of a sword, he decisively gave up this idea!

Of course, there are other reasons why Mo Tian left simply.

Seeing that he had a knife failed, Mo Tian turned around and ran away, and the middle-aged man immediately strode after him.

One escaped and the other chased, both of them were very fast, and they reached a hundred meters away in the blink of an eye.

"Damn it, I must kill this kid."

The middle-aged man kept gritting his teeth and thought he could catch up with Mo Tian very quickly, but who knew that Mo Tian was extremely fast and did not bring the distance between the two sides closer after hundreds of meters.

So the middle-aged man activated the power of Sanhua, and three powerful forces of energy and spirit surged in his body, and the middle-aged man's bodies became a little larger.

One step forward is seven or eight meters.

The speed was faster than before, and as time went by, it began to approach Mo Tian.

"Boy, you can't escape." The middle-aged man roared.

"Is that so? I don't believe it. It depends on what you have to catch up with me." Mo Tian said without looking back, just running desperately, not caring about the distance between the two sides being closer.

"When I catch you, I will not kill you. I will torture you well and make you want to die. Then you will beg me to kill you." The middle-aged man stopped roaring, but just said coldly, and the murderous intent in his eyes kept flashing like a blade.

The distance between the two sides is still getting closer, and they are about to catch up with Mo Tian.

"Is that so, I'll wait and see." Mo Tian said lightly, still not looking back.

"It's soon, it's soon, I'll catch this kid." The middle-aged man shouted in his heart, and the speed was a little faster.

At this time, the distance between the two sides was only ten feet.

This is already very close, and for middle-aged people, it is just two jumping distances.

But Mo Tian suddenly stopped.

"What? Do you know that you can't run away? It's useless to ask for forgiveness. No matter how you beg for mercy, I will not let you go." The middle-aged man was stunned, then sneered, slowing down and walking towards Mo Tian step by step.

The long sword in my hand is already thirsty!

Mo Tian did not diminish his panic at all, but instead showed a smile on his face: "My friend, who are you from?"

"What did you say?" The middle-aged man frowned and looked at the smile on Mo Tian's face, feeling a little strange.

Isn't this kid afraid of death?

"I want to die to understand. Before I die, you must know who to die at the hands of whom." Mo Tian said with a smile.

"Don't worry, I will tell you when you die. Now is not the time." The middle-aged man said lightly, his eyes swept Mo Tian, ​​as if nothing was wrong.

"Yes, now is not the time." Mo Tian said with a smile, then walked a few steps aside.
To be continued...