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Suddenly, Moli Yuan's face turned pale, and at the same time, a hateful gaze shot at Wang Yi.

"Well, you boy, if you really have the ability, whose family are you from? Tiancang Sect, or Zhengyang Sect?"

Moli Yuan was making guesses, and he was also following Wang Yi's words.

"Do you always ask these questions when you bully others?" Wang Yi sneered.

"you……"

How could the angry Moli Ape be able to bear it? He flipped his palm over, a red light flickered in his palm, and a blood-red millstone appeared in his palm.

Wang Yi frowned in surprise.

It was actually a middle-grade spirit weapon.

But it was also expected.

Even Duan Hongchen has a middle-grade spiritual weapon in the Martial Saint realm, and it's not surprising that this bloodthirsty monster in front of him has one.

Seeing him take out the spiritual weapon, Wang Yi sacrificed the embroidered red sword.

This time, it was Mali Ape's turn to be surprised.

"You actually have a middle-grade spiritual weapon, or the embroidered red sword?"

The embroidered red sword was originally in the hands of Duan Hongchen, but how did this person know?

Did this person know Duan Hongchen?

Wang Yi was puzzled.

But he was not in a hurry to explain, and sneered: "Why, are you scared? Don't you want to drink my blood? As long as you hurt me, I will give you a catty. How about it? Isn't it fair?"

Seeing Wang Yi's arrogant appearance, Moli Yuan was already out of anger.

It doesn't matter who owns the embroidered red sword any more, just sacrifice the bloody millstone.

The millstone flew into the air, and blood-red rays of light bloomed like a blood moon.

Where the light shines, all objects seem to feel the devastation from the blood and cannot stand it.

"Cave Master, we can't take it anymore." Someone struggled and shouted.

"Cave Master, Cave Master, please forgive us."

But Moli Ape didn't care about their lives at all.

Right now, Wang Yi is the most damned, it doesn't matter whether the others are dead or alive.

So cold-blooded, I can't figure out why there are so many people following him.

But Wang Yi couldn't hold back and was eager to save people.

If it is delayed any longer, not to mention those people, even Daoist Miao Ling and the others, I am afraid they will all be eroded to death by the blood moon.

The embroidered red sword swung out, and a half-moon-shaped ray of light shot straight at Moli Yuan.

Leaving strips of red marks in the air, like strips of blood-colored knitting, crocheting a bloody picture.

The Moli Ape seemed to be facing a formidable enemy, and the blood-colored grinding disc that had turned into a blood moon as an attack weapon was pulled back to his side in an instant and stood in front of him.

Bang!
There was a loud bang, and the sky fell apart.

The heaviest ones are Master Miao Ling and the others.

Their cultivation base is not high, but they are the closest to the battle center.

The aftermath radiated out, and the faces of the three of them suddenly turned pale, and then spit out a mouthful of blood.

At the same time, they were all amazed.

They knew that Moli Ape was very strong, and they thought they would die in the cave this time, but they didn't expect Wang Yi to be stronger.

Judging from the previous few rounds, he still has more energy, and he seems to be taking them into consideration.

"Captain Wang, you don't have to worry about us." Daoist Miaoling shouted.

Wang Yi glanced this way and shook his head slightly.

At this moment, Moli Ape, holding a huge millstone, fell from the sky and hit Wang Yi's head directly.

This round of blood moon covers the sky and the sun, covering the crowd.

Even Wang Yi was shrouded in this threat.

"This time I will make an exception and eat dead blood once."

Not eating Wang Yi's blood is not enough to eliminate the hatred in his heart.

The Moli Ape was approaching menacingly, but Wang Yi was still talking to Master Miaoling and the others, so he didn't have time to take precautions.

"Be careful!" Master Miaoling shouted suddenly, reminding Wang Yi.

Before the voice came, Wang Yi had already moved.

hum!
I could only hear the air trembling, as if resonating with something.

Moli Yuan took a closer look, and a trace of horror flashed in his eyes.

What is this realm?
Wu Tianzun?
Only Wu Tianzun can thoroughly communicate with heaven and earth.

And even if he reaches the realm of martial arts supremacy, he is only borrowing the power of heaven and earth to exert his own abilities.

To be able to communicate, at least a third-grade talent is required, otherwise, it is absolutely impossible.

Such a genius is definitely not something that low-level sects like them can have.

Could it be that this kid is from a middle sect?
But among the thousands of miles around, there is only one middle-level sect, the Jiuding Sect, and these low-level sects even knelt down to salute them when they saw them.

But the kid in front of him is obviously not, and he looks very ignorant.

They don't even know about their Demon Spirit Cave.

If so, it must be a medium sect in another place.

So, don't panic, as long as he is beheaded here, all grievances and grievances will be written off, and no one can find him.

Thinking of this, I gained a bit of strength in my hands, and exhausted [-]% of my cultivation base.

Boom!
The coercion of the blood moon was so strong that the bones and stones on the ground could not bear the coercion and burst open one after another.

Some of his disciples couldn't bear it and exploded to death, pools of blood mist filled the corners of the battlefield.

They didn't see that after the blood mist fell on the bones, they all disappeared.

As if these things never happened.

The embroidered red sword was wrapped in a layer of turquoise spiritual energy, and carried Wang Yi's swordsmanship, soaring into the sky.

Insert towards the center of the disc.

Bang!
The collision of two middle-grade spiritual artifacts set off an indescribable aftermath.

Within a radius of several hundred meters, all the stones were reduced to powder.

The three Miaoling real people whose hands and feet were bound couldn't bear it at this time.

Wang Yi has quick eyes and quick hands, and he is already prepared.

A turquoise light curtain stood in front of the three of them, blocking the aftermath.

After a while, there was only a muffled sound, and a cloud of dust was raised on the ground not far away.