Signed in at home for three years, I went out and tore the gods with my hands

The moment he saw Mo Yun's figure appear, the tall man in black was startled and froze in place.

He didn't expect that there was actually someone behind the stele!

From the beginning to the end, he did not detect any breath!

He himself is already a peak warrior of the eighth rank.

The only one who can escape his mental investigation is the Ninth Rank Venerable!

That is to say, the young man in front of him, who seems to be only eighteen or nineteen years old, is a Ninth Rank Venerable with great combat power!

Although he is a pinnacle martial artist of the eighth rank, he has no chance of winning against the venerable of the ninth rank!

Along the way of martial arts, the gap gets bigger as you go to the back.

After the seventh rank, every small realm has a gap in strength.

Not to mention the gap between the eighth rank and the ninth rank?

Actually met the Ninth Rank Venerable? !

The promised Jiangnan Wuhan University, there is no Jiupin to sit in it?

How did this person appear in front of him?

The old man let out a loud voice, is he going to fall here?

At this moment, the tall man was so frightened that he was sweating coldly, and he didn't dare to move. At the same time, his perception spread, and he looked for an opportunity to escape.

Facing the Ninth Rank Venerable, he has no chance of winning, the only thing he can do is to run away!

At the same time, the short man in black successfully inspected the formation, found several weak points, turned his head, and said excitedly.

"Ming Kuang, this formation has not been repaired for a long time, and there are many problems. As long as we are careful, we can pass the formation and walk to the mountain without anyone noticing—"

Before he could finish his sentence, the short man in black saw Mo Yun standing by the side of the stone tablet, and was a little confused.

More people?

Was there really someone there just now? !

However, he quickly reacted, and when his expression froze, a mental force swept towards Mo Yun.

Although Mo Yun has a perfect level of assassin proficiency, his stealth technique is so strong that it is abnormal.

But under the eyes of the eighth-rank man in black, it is still impossible to completely erase the breath.

Therefore, the short man in black immediately sensed Mo Yun's cultivation.

"Third-Rank Peak?!"

"Hmph! How dare a third-rank martial artist come out and play tricks? Court death!"

Before the words were finished, the short man in black turned into a bolt of lightning, raised his palm and bombarded Mo Yun.

Seeing this scene, hearing the words of the short man in black, the tall man in black jumped wildly, and shouted loudly.

"Fool! Go back!"

At the same time as he said these words, his figure flashed and he retreated hundreds of meters away.

"Ok?"

The short martial artist who was about to drop his palm was stunned when he heard his companion's shout.

However, he didn't pay much attention to it, only thinking that the tall man in black was suspicious.

It's just a third-rank martial artist, what kind of waves can it make?

Thinking of this, the spiritual energy condensed in his palm was a bit thicker, and he patted Mo Yun with his palm.

boom!

"Die!"

The palm print quickly became larger, and the spiritual energy burst out, like the surging sea waves, and the air was squeezed so that there was a crackling sound.

Regarding this, Mo Yun smiled, and raised his hand casually, and it was a fatal blow.

As early as the moment he came out from behind the stone tablet, he was already ready. Now that he saw the right moment, he launched the fatal blow instantly.

A golden light burst out from Mo Yun's body in an instant, and met the short man in black who rushed over.

Hiss!

The golden light flashed past and hit the short warrior instantly.

Boo!

The short man in black froze instantly and stood motionless on the spot.

Immediately afterwards, there was a muffled bang, like the sound of a flower blooming.

As the sound sounded, the body of the short man in black began to be torn apart, and then turned into little golden lights and dissipated in the air.

In an instant, the short man in black disappeared completely, as if he had never appeared before.

Mo Yun didn't pay too much attention to this, but looked intently at the tall man in black, Ming Kuang.

At this moment, Ming Kuang, who was hundreds of meters away, was almost scared out of his wits watching this scene.

one strike?

Killed Ming Qing, who was a high-level eighth-rank cultivator, in one blow?

The person in front of him is indeed a Ninth Rank Venerable!

The breath of the third grade is just a blindfold!

As soon as this idea came up, a flash of determination flashed in Ming Kuang's eyes!

"Blood-burning Dafa!"

boom!

In an instant, his whole body turned into a bloody light, and he flew towards the sky in a flash.

Exercising the secret method, at the cost of burning lifespan, Ming Kuang's speed is so fast that it disappears into the sky like a streamer in an instant.