After confirming that He Junhu had no way to take action, Mo Wuji became even more unscrupulous. In Tianlai's novel, his immortal energy has been consumed to a great extent, but unlike others, he still has Chu Yuanluo.
Chu Yuanluo's immortal power can still let him rain down thunder and swords continuously.
Without the interference of He Junhu, Mo Wuji, with the assistance of Han Qingru and Tong Ye, killed these immortal monks who were not as powerful as him, just like chopping vegetables.
Some powerful heavenly monks had just blocked one of the thunder swords when they were swept down by Mo Wuji's green moon halberd. Even if Mo Wuji didn't care, Han Qingru and Tong Ye on the side would never show mercy.
To act softly at this time is to commit suicide.
Han Qingru has never killed so many monks as he did today since he started practicing. And she had to kill without even taking a breath.
The light of the magic weapon and the roar of the thunder sword intertwined, and this former resting place was in a mess.
Except for the occasional few Celestial Immortal monks who could fight back, the rest of the Celestial Immortal monks could only resist the Thunder Sword with all their strength before being killed.
As for those heavenly immortal monks who were able to fight back after blocking the thunder sword, they were taken care of by Mo Wuji as soon as they offered their magic weapons.
The wounds and scars on the bodies of Mo Wuji and the three of them were indeed increasing, but the number of immortal monks surrounding and killing them was getting smaller and smaller. Especially Mo Wuji, those monks who could fight back basically used their killing moves towards Mo Wuji. If Mo Wuji hadn't still had vital energy, even if he swallowed the pill, he wouldn't be able to stop the continuous magic weapon attacks. This made Mo Wuji urgently need a protective magic technique, or a top-notch defensive magic weapon.
If he had a top-notch defensive magic weapon, he would be much more relaxed today.
When some of the monks on the periphery saw that He Junhu was not taking action, they quietly withdrew from the fighting circle and quickly walked away.
"Boom!" The battle finally stopped when Mo Wuji's thunder sword pinned a heavenly monk to the ground again.
The smell of blood and thunder arcs filled the air. There were many monks watching around, but no one stepped forward to take action.
Mo Wuji raised his hand and grabbed several jade bottles, handed them to Han Qingru and Tong Ye respectively, and then poured down half a bottle of healing elixir himself.
Swallowing too many pills is not very good for cultivation. At this time, Mo Wuji didn't care at all, no matter how much pills he took, as long as it could restore his immortal power and injuries.
Tong Ye began to clean the battlefield, but Han Qingru continued to stand aside. Mo Wuji held the half-moon green halberd in his hand and walked towards He Junhu. His vitality network was repairing his injuries all the time, so even though he looked covered in injuries, in fact, he would recover from his injuries before he even took a step.
The reason why he was severely injured before was not just because his strength was much lower than that of He Junhu, but because in addition to dealing with He Junhu, he also had to deal with many besieging immortal monks. Now that there is no siege from many people, even if his immortal energy is too depleted, he is not afraid of He Junhu.
"Mo Wuji, I made a mistake. I didn't expect you to have such ability. I'm afraid you are not from a small sect because of your Thunder Sword Rain? Today, for the sake of your sect, I, He Junhu, will let you go." You once." Seeing Mo Wuji walking by, He Junhu said in a cold tone.
Mo Wuji was slightly startled. He was not surprised that He Junhu knew his name. Lao Cai was in cahoots with this guy, so he would naturally tell him something. His experience at Baihua Villa was probably known to Lao Cai for a long time.
No, since Lao Cai told the other party's name, the other party should have guessed that he was not from a major sect. In fact, it was the same during the first battle. If He Junhu knew that he was from a large sect, he would not dare to be so unscrupulous towards him.
"He, you can fight if you want to, or if you don't want to, don't fight. Are there so many good things in the world?" Mo Wuji said disdainfully. He was sure that He Junhu didn't do anything, not because he was so kind, but because he did what's the matter. It couldn't possibly be for the sake of his sect. He himself didn't know what his sect was capable of protecting him.
"How are you doing?" He Junhu said sharply, and even the people beside him could hear He Junhu's harsh voice.
He regretted a little, he should have taken the opportunity to retreat just now. He thought that Mo Wuji's immortal energy was consumed too much, and with more than a hundred heavenly immortal monks besieging Mo Wuji and the three of them at the same time, Mo Wuji would definitely die.
Unexpectedly, although Mo Wuji was constantly being hit hard, he was like a weakling who couldn't be killed. Every time he thought he would die after being hit hard, he could still continue to blast the next round of thunder and sword rain. Because of this, not only did Mo Wuji not die from the beginning to the end, but he also madly rained down thunder and swords, killing more than a hundred heavenly monks again. Now he wants to leave, but it's a little late. It was because of this only chance of luck and the treasure he was jealous of Mo Wuji that He Junhu didn't leave immediately.
While speaking, He Junhu glanced at Lao Cai subconsciously, and then he realized that Lao Cai had no idea when to retreat.
This guy is really worthless. Mo Wuji must be at the end of his strength. If Lao Cai is willing to stay and take action, he can definitely kill Mo Wuji. This guy actually ran away and trapped himself into death. As expected, those who come from the Chamber of Commerce are all cowards.
He didn't know what Lao Cai was thinking. Lao Cai knew very well that Mo Wuji didn't take action with all his strength. Based on the image restoration of the death scene of the Ji brothers, he knew that Mo Wuji also had a very powerful magical power, which was the Sky Fire Fist.
Mo Wuji's Sky Fire Fist killed Ji Yan with one punch. Now that Mo Wuji has obtained the Nirvana Extreme Fire Essence, as long as he is not stupid, he will definitely upgrade to Sky Fire. Once Mo Wuji's Heavenly Fire is upgraded to Immortal Flame, if he uses this punch again, he is likely to follow in the footsteps of He Junhu.
Others didn't know that He Junhu's rule talisman was cracked, but he knew it very well. He Junhu's rule talisman cracked, and He Junhu didn't dare to do anything at this moment.
Mo Wuji has a trump card, but he hasn't shown it yet. What does that mean? How could he, Lao Cai, have been hanging around to this day without knowing that Mo Wuji's punch was reserved for him? If he dares to take action, He Junhu will serve as a warning for him. And he could also see that Mo Wuji's Thunder Sword Rain surpassed the magic skills at all; it was a magical power. This magical power is not afraid of group battles at all. Will he go up and die? At this moment, he even doubted whether Mo Wuji was the guy who crossed the Immortal Chasm single-handedly.
Lao Cai's guess was not wrong. The reason why Mo Wuji had not used his trump card until now was really for Lao Cai.
At this moment, Mo Wuji really felt the benefits of being an alchemist. After half a bottle of healing elixir was consumed, and with the nourishment of vitality collaterals, his injuries quickly eased, and his immortal energy recovered somewhat in a short period of time. With his immortal energy stored in Yuanluo, he was sure to punch with all his strength. Now that Lao Cai is gone, even if he can't kill He Junhu with one punch, He Junhu will still have to walk around without finishing the meal.
"I have no intention of handing my things to you on my knees, nor have I tried to understand what you mean by regret. So, I really want to know how you can make me regret it, and still make me kneel and give you my own things." Give the thing to you to congratulate someone?" As Mo Wuji spoke, the half-moon green halberd in his hand was filled with violent murderous intent.
Mo Wuji even had an illusion. He felt that He Junhu's territory was fake at this moment. He could even cut through He Junhu's territory with just a flick of his halberd.
"I said, for the sake of your sect, I won't argue with you. Hum!" He Junhu snorted coldly, then turned around and left.
This guy would never be so easy to talk to. You know, this guy was extremely arrogant at the auction. Thinking of this, Mo Wuji couldn't be polite. The half-moon green halberd in his hand drew a three-foot-long half-moon halberd light, covering the He Jun pot.
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... ... (To be continued.)