She took the Xiuxian cannon fodder script

Chapter 158 Chapter 158
Many people are afraid of the Jade Market, so naturally they dare not do anything.

Therefore, many disciples did not hide their identities and wore the costumes of Yuxu disciples when they went out. Many people did not dare to do anything to them when they saw it.

Because of this, many people have a blind feeling.

As long as the poet wears disciple costumes, he can't do it, and what he doesn't wear is not a fake idea.

I didn't expect the other party's hands to be so fast and ruthless.

You Ning was hit in the heart by Mo Yuheng's words, and instantly realized that his heart was very sour.

Holding the magic weapon tightly in his hand, he attacked the nearest person fiercely and retreated quickly.

The fighting power of an angry female cultivator will soar several layers, which is not comparable to that in the early stage of foundation establishment.

He was hit by a headshot and fell to the ground. Before the other party could react, he had already retreated tens of meters.

Many people also rushed away. Didn't the joke see that the third-grade explosion talisman in Mo Yuheng's hand was waiting to be blown to pieces?

Think creepy, not willing to stay at all.

And for the people he wanted to escape, Mo Yuheng saw the right moment and threw a formation to stop them, so that they would not have a chance to escape.

In this period of a few breaths, everyone in Mo Yuheng had already fled in one direction.

Then, Mo Yuheng saw that there was no one in all directions, so he smashed out the third-grade magic talisman politely.

"Rumble..."

The ground exploded, forming a huge mushroom cloud.

The black smoke filled with a lot of debris seemed to be blown away and flew far away.

This is the powerful attack power of the Jindan cultivator. If Mo Yuheng hadn't used top-quality spirit stones to protect the surrounding buildings, the entire town would have disappeared.

However, this also caused several Foundation Establishment cultivators to fall to the ground. Some of them were comatose, and some of them were blown up instantly.

Only four of the survivors were dying, unable to move even if they wanted to, with terrified expressions on their faces.

It was this blow that made them wake up. People like them who can possess third-grade spiritual talismans are not something they can afford.

The value of the third-grade spirit talisman would not be able to be bought even if the spirit stone resources of several of them were emptied, let alone the other party's own third-grade spirit talisman.

Seeing the four of Mo Yuheng approaching tremblingly, some of them said a lot out of fear, got up and kowtowed to the ground begging for mercy.

In order to live out their potential, they dare not have any thoughts or actions now.

I'm afraid that the other party will directly kill them.

"Fellow daoists, little friends, please let us go, we dare not, really dare not."

In order to resist the attack of the third-grade magic talisman, they used all the magic weapons on their bodies to block, injecting all their spiritual power and using the injury cost to have a chance of survival.

I don't want to lose my life, so I can do anything.

"Forgive you, then who would let us go? If we hadn't possessed the third-grade talisman, wouldn't you have been able to wipe us out of our reckless actions?" Mo Yuheng looked at them coldly, his whole body radiating cold air.

Layers of frost formed on the ground.

Step by step, the bodies of a few foundation-building monks who have no aura are chilling.

Sitting on the ground, it was too late to escape.

Mo Yuheng was already close to the other party, and his chin was grabbed by the other party.

It hurts when I pinch it hard, as if it is about to explode.

Ahh, barking.

"Yes, that's it. My senior brothers and sisters are in your hands and can be disposed of at will. Now that you are in my hands, what do you think I should do?"

Hearing these words, the other party's heart was pounding, and he swallowed with pleading for the rest of his life.

Suddenly there was a person who was not afraid of death and stretched out his hand to grab Mo Yuheng again. There was still a needle hidden in his hand, his whole body was covered in blood, and his speed was so fast that it was impossible to react.

"Junior Sister, watch your back."

Mo Yuheng felt a chill down her spine, and her spiritual sense had already reminded her of the approaching danger.

The flying shuttle in his hand flew out and blocked behind him.

There was a crashing sound, making people's ears buzz.

My whole body was numb and my hair stood on end.

"Damn it, I didn't expect your girl to react so quickly, so badly."

A monk in the middle stage of foundation establishment exhaled heavily, spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.

He was always unwilling to keep hitting the ground, staring at the girl in front of him, motionless, wishing that the other party would disappear immediately.

"I didn't expect you to have such a means. I underestimated you too much."

Mo Yuheng approached step by step, his whole body was tense, sweat dripping down his back.

It can be seen that he is not nervous and highly concentrated now, for fear of being successfully attacked by others again.

"So what, you just have a lot of life-saving weapons in your hands, or I can kill you with one fist."

The cultivator in the middle stage of foundation establishment was very unwilling, and he had no choice but to feel powerless now.

No matter how hard you try, you can't kill him.

"You're smart enough not to beg for mercy."

It was rare for Mo Yuheng to admire someone and give him a compliment.

"Heh!" The monk in the middle stage of foundation establishment laughed at himself, lowered his head and ignored Mo Yuheng.

Since he failed, he must have the consciousness of death. He can live to this day only by knowing the current affairs.

However, it was very bad luck to make a mistake, and it would fall on a little girl.

so what?

His arrogance will not be threatened by the other party because of this, but it will only expose his fragility to the other party and humiliate him.

"Before you did that, you were destined to be disappointed, but it won't be so easy. I also hate you people, who insult women and think they are inferior to you, and then sell them into Yihong Courtyard to live a life of pain."

Mo Yuheng was not a good person at all, he just pretended to find an excuse to look at the other party.

If you don't have to do this, you can also kill the other party, and others dare not say anything.

For You Ning, she should be very sad now.

Being able to understand what he meant, and being able to recover from the grief and humiliation just now, it can be seen that his character is very good and his willpower is firm.

Just pay special attention to these.

Everyone has weaknesses, and weaknesses are different.

"Senior Sister You Ning, I will hand them over to you. It doesn't matter what you want to do. Behead your head, make a human stick, and die alive..."

Every time Mo Yuheng took a step back, he uttered a frightening mortal torture.

Perhaps You Ning's pent-up anger must be vented, and if things go on like this, it will be bad for his cultivation, and it will also change his mind.

That can only be done from these people.

Hearing these words, several people fell to the ground bloodless.

"No no no no."

One of them did not beg for mercy, and lay motionless on the ground.

Looking at the few remaining people who kept kowtowing and begging for mercy with a sneer like a joke.

On weekdays, these people are called Huan, and when things come to an end, they all come to plead for themselves.

What a joke.

"Thank you, sister, for helping me with my bare hands. Please remember this kindness, sister."

After speaking, he carried away the people on the ground and went to hide, and he could vaguely hear the shrill screams that were creepy.

　Ask for a monthly ticket recommendation.

　　Also thank you for your continuous support of the monthly ticket, the unshakable six-ticket loss every day, thank you for your support.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)