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Chapter 201 200 The Map Was Stolen

Mo Jue is the apprentice of the suzerain master's uncle, and he has had such a miserable time here.

Master didn't give him a lot of life-saving things, why is he being hunted down by others like this?
Mo Yuheng said via voice transmission: "Now is not the time to talk, let's deal with these people first."

One of those chasing people said: "You are Mo Yuheng from Yuxu."

Mo Yuheng was too lazy to talk nonsense with the other party, she didn't know what the other party was thinking when the other party was delaying time.

Without giving the other party time to talk nonsense, the array was thrown out to surround multiple people, and then beams of beams joined together to trap them in the middle.

"Kill the formation!"

Several people felt a pressure pressing towards them, and they trembled involuntarily from top to bottom.

The whole body felt very soft, and the pressure increased sharply.

"Everyone wake up, this is an illusion."

One of them shouted loudly, and the others came to their senses.

It's a pity that it's too late to sleep, and Bafang has already arranged a formation to be trapped inside.

One after another, sharp swords with cold air were displayed.

"Everyone be careful."

The man in white yelled loudly, holding the magic weapon tightly in his hand, not daring to relax at all.

"Fellow Daoist, we were just joking, why are you so aggressive."

"That's right, that's right! We're just competing with Fellow Daoist Mo Jue, why bother to kill us so seriously."

Mo Yuheng looked at them like dead people: "Shameless, do you want to compete? Then I will compete with you. Look at my senior brother who is full of bruises and swords. Falling to the ground, dying, hanging by a thread, how do you explain these things?"

With a cold snort, he clasped his hands again.

A sharp sword rushed towards them.

A total of 6 people greeted the sharp sword with magic weapons.

"Clang clang."

The impact between the magic weapon and the sword erupted with powerful force, spreading in all directions.

Colorful flashes of inspiration suddenly appeared.

The 6 people who had received hundreds of trillions of people at once were panting because the spiritual power in their bodies was exhausted.

"Damn it, this is how terrifying a sword cultivator is. He really deserves to be the disciple of the number one sword cultivator Fusang Zhenjun."

The man in white could only talk when he heard the surroundings, and the 6 people formed a circle back to back.

Mo Yuheng once again manipulated the vines that appeared below to bind the hands and feet of several people.

Several people were taken aback and hurriedly separated.

This is the time.

Mo Yuheng thought about manipulating the flying sword with both hands to surround and separate several people, and then countless vines lashed at them, making them have no time to pay attention to the ice vines because they blocked the flying sword's attack.

Several people were in a panic and covered in blood.

"Your Excellency, is this too much for you?"

Mo Jue was not a stupid person, so he hurriedly said, "Yuheng, the sect's secret map, the map has been taken away."

Hearing these words, Mo Yuheng's expression changed drastically.

Stop chatting nonsense with these people, let go of the long sword in your hand, and stab one of them through the other's throat.

Blood splattered on the faces of the other 5 people, who stood dumbfounded and watched their partners fall to the ground.

There were various emotions such as anger and fear on his face, but in the end it could only be turned into a sigh of helplessness.

Fenfen wants to gather together to save their lives.

It's a pity how it is possible to give the other party a chance.

Feijian was manipulated to attack the man in white again.

The magic weapon in the man's hand and the flying sword slammed into each other and exploded, and the sound resounded violently throughout the place.

"Mo Yuheng, don't go too far."

The man in white screamed inwardly, his hands felt extremely numb, and there was not much spiritual power left in his body?

"It's too much to allow you to kill my disciples of the Yuxu sect, but not me. What's the point?"

Before he could react to a skill, several people around him had their throats cut by sharp swords and fell to the ground.

Mo Jue's entire strength remained in place, and he really rarely killed people.

He was so well protected in the family, and never went out of the Zongmen.

Originally, it was not someone else's intention to come to the wild land, but he wanted to train himself.

Unexpectedly, the cruel reality that came in this time made him feel all kinds of helplessness.

His experience in killing and fighting is really insufficient, so that he is restricted everywhere and can't stop the Yaoguang brothers from besieging intentionally or unintentionally.

And this time, they were ambushed by the other party, and many disciples were killed by them.

I have consumed a lot of life-saving means in my hands, so that there are no life-saving means now.

Even the map on Senior Sister Jin Ge's body was taken away, leaving nothing on her body.

There was no way to retrieve the map of the king, feeling angry and guilty in his heart, he had no face to return to the door to apologize to the master.

The arrival of Mo Yuheng brought hope, so he told Mo Yuheng what happened in his heart.

This made Mo Yuheng even more angry.

He manipulated the flying sword to pierce the white robe's throat and fell to the ground, blood staining the white robe.

There was a look of horror in his eyes, but he didn't dare to say anything.

Mo Jue was troubled in his heart, and it was too late to rush out to stop him.

"Yuheng, you just killed him like this, so how can we ask the other party where to escape after taking the map?"

Mo Yuheng sighed, as expected, he was someone who had never experienced the ups and downs of this world: "Where do you think the other party is most likely to go?"

"The land of the secret map."

Mo Jue suddenly understood, and a grateful and ashamed expression appeared on his face.

"Okay, don't procrastinate, leave this place quickly, if this place attracts more people, I'm afraid you won't be able to leave."

After Mo Yuheng finished speaking, he took the lead in pressing the map to the nearest secret place, Fire Valley.

You must hurry up and get there before the opponent enters, otherwise the secret location may not be destroyed by the opponent to steal the genius and treasure inside.

However, it took the disciples of the sect to risk their lives to discover and cultivate it, and if something went wrong, the sect would suffer a great loss.

Thinking of flying faster here, in the end, he didn't have any scruples and dragged the crow out as a means of transportation.

The crow, Wu Ze, refused to be used as a mount in front of others because of his face. In the end, Mo Yuheng grabbed Wu Ze's weakness, and if he did this, he would be thrown in the secret realm without taking him out.

Uze gritted his teeth and became huge enough to allow three people to sit on its back.

When everyone sat still, Wu Ze fluttered his wings and flew high. The whole figure turned into an afterimage and disappeared.

Before he left, Mo Yuheng had already destroyed his body and wiped out all traces. No one knew what happened here, as long as Mo Jue didn't tell it.

Soon, I went all the way to the outside of the volcanic valley very smoothly. As soon as I got close, I could find that the volcanic valley was extremely hot, and I felt uncomfortable when I entered it.

Mo Jue also felt very uncomfortable being suppressed, and wanted to persuade Mo Yuheng not to risk his life to go in.

After all, she is an ice spirit root that is incompatible with the flames here. The fire aura here is particularly strong, and the ice spirit roots of the water spirit roots here can only feel uncomfortable.

If you come in, ten points of strength will be deeply subtracted by three points.

This place is extremely unfavorable to Mo Yuheng.

Mo Jue wanted to come out to persuade him.

　Ask for a monthly ticket recommendation.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)