Great Qin Chang’an Jun

Dozens of Mo family disciples formed an ink attack formation and began to besiege the six-fingered black man.

Although the subtlety of the ink attack formation is not as good as the twenty-four of the earth, it is not small, these dozens of Mo family disciples are arranged in this formation, and there is still a little threat to the six-fingered black man.

The six-fingered black man was barehanded, and he couldn’t get his hands on the Mo family disciples, so he quickly fell into the downside.

Looking at the six-fingered black man who gradually lost his strength under the siege of the Mo family’s disciples, the fake six-fingered black man smiled proudly.

“Abominable!” The six-fingered black man felt very humiliated.

At this time, the six-fingered black man really wanted to break through and kill the person who was impersonating him and recapture Mo Mei, but in this way, these Mo family disciples may not believe him, if it spreads, many people in the Mo family will definitely question him.

After serious consideration, the six-fingered black man decided to leave first, find an opportunity to kill the impostor alone, and recapture Momei, which would be a lot less troublesome.

With consideration, the six-fingered black man decided to break through.

With the skill of the six-fingered black man, he wanted to leave, and these dozens of Mo family disciples could not stop him.

At the moment, the six-fingered black man exerted his power to the extreme.

As the six-fingered black man mobilized ten successful forces, the ink attack formation formed by these dozens of Mo family disciples exploded a gap.

After breaking a gap, the six-fingered black man broke through, however, he was too unlucky to break through and lost his foot.

The six-fingered black man is estimated to have not broken his feet a few times in his life, and this time is really unlucky.

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Cheng Yu looked at the six-fingered black man who was besieged by dozens of Mo family disciples from a distance, his face expressionless.

Since the six-fingered black man is his enemy, he must have some awareness.

To be kind to one’s enemies is to be cruel to oneself.

“If nothing else, today next year will be the death day of the six-fingered black man.” Cheng muttered.

So far, everything is still in Cheng’s grasp.

According to Cheng Yu’s plan, the six-fingered black man will die today.

With the ink-eyed sword, perhaps, the fake six-fingered black man can continue to pretend.

The Mo family is one of the two major eminent schools in the hundreds of families, and the power is not small, although it is not the same as the Qin State, but it can be used as cannon fodder.

When there are too many enemies, as long as the operation is good, you can completely make the enemy dog eat dog.

At this time, the six-fingered black man limped away while dozens of Mo family disciples chased and killed him.

The six-fingered black man can’t be cruel to the Mo family disciples, even if the Mo family disciples want to kill him, he will be measured.

None of the dozens of Mo Family disciples who chased and killed the six-fingered black man were injured, let alone killed.

It was indeed difficult for the six-fingered black man to kill the disciples of the Mo family.

If the six-fingered black man didn’t have a foot, with his light skill, if he wanted to escape, these dozens of Mo family disciples would not be able to catch up, but unfortunately he had a foot, which was sad.

Unable to shake off dozens of Mo Family disciples, the six-fingered black man could only fight and retreat.

The impostor six-fingered black man was watching with Mo Mei, but he did not intend to make a move, and he was called training the disciples of the Mo family.

“Calculate the time, Wei Zhuang should also make a move.” Cheng muttered.

This time to deal with the six-fingered black man, in addition to arranging dozens of Mo family disciples, Wei Zhuang will also make a move.

The role of dozens of Mo family disciples was originally to consume some of the power of the six-fingered black man, but now, the effect is unexpectedly large.

Chased and killed by dozens of Mo family disciples, the six-fingered black man could not escape, and his skills were constantly consumed.

Unable to get out for a long time, the six-fingered black man was also a little anxious.

In addition to swordsmanship, the six-fingered black man’s point-and-point kung fu is not bad.

One after another, the Mo family disciples who were chasing and killing the six-fingered black man were set on the spot and could not move.

When dozens of Mo family disciples were all dotted by the six-fingered black man, the six-fingered black man’s skill was also consumed by half, not only that, but he also had several wounds on his body.

At this moment, Wei Zhuang appeared.

The sword qi of the shark teeth blocked the path of the six-fingered black man.

“Demon Sword Sharktooth?” The face of the six-fingered black man was suddenly ugly.

The structure of the shark tooth is very special, and the six-fingered black man recognizes it at a glance, and he knows that this sword is the sword of Wei Zhuang, and Wei Zhuang is one of the contemporary descendants of the Ghost Valley Sect.

Gai Nie and Wei Zhuang are called geniuses of the Ghost Valley School for hundreds of years by contemporary Ghost Guzi, and Gai Nie even called Wei Zhuang the first genius he saw in his life.

Of course, the six-fingered black man in his heyday is not afraid of Wei Zhuang, but now he is in a bad state, his strength is only half left, and he is injured and his foot is broken.

With the current state of the six-fingered black man, he could not be Wei Zhuang’s opponent, and he could not escape, so the situation was very bad.

“What other last words do you have?” Wei Zhuang asked lightly, the shark teeth in his hand pointed to the six-fingered black man, and a fierce murderous intention was brewing.

“If I am determined to die, it is still okay to die with you.” The six-fingered black man said that his words were undoubtedly a threat.

“Die together? It’s a pity that you don’t have this ability now. Wei Zhuang sneered.

As soon as the words fell, Wei Zhuang swung his sword towards the six-fingered black man.

Wei Zhuang shot ruthlessly, and as soon as he made a move, he would put the six-fingered black man to death.

The six-fingered black man stumped his foot and could not escape, so in the face of Wei Zhuang’s attack, he could not escape and could only fight.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, the six-fingered black man took the three-foot bronze in the hands of a Mo family disciple in the air.

With a sword in hand, although it is just an ordinary copper sword, it can also improve the strength of the six-fingered black man a lot.

Luck and a sword to face Wei Zhuang.

With a hard move, Wei Zhuang did not move, but the six-fingered black man took a few steps back in embarrassment.

Strength and weakness at a glance.

“It is worthy of being a giant of the Mo family, and his cultivation is profound, if it is not for the consumption of too much skill, plus there are injuries in the body, and he has broken his feet, he can fight with me.” Wei Zhuang was worried.

“Could this be my burial place?” The six-fingered black man sighed in his heart.

Shark teeth are worthy of being a demon sword, extremely sharp, the copper sword in the hands of the six-fingered black man already has a gap, even with his skill blessing, ordinary copper swords can not match shark teeth, continue to fight, this copper sword in his hand will definitely be cut off by shark teeth.