Chapter 133: Mo Lao Exits

Below, Han Li and Mo Lao were also confronting each other, and finally the battle between the two sides began.

Although Han Li had many tricks up his sleeve, he was ultimately too young.

Old Mo ignored his own injuries and even held back so as not to hurt Han Li, but he was still able to suppress Han Li.

With the help of the puppets, Han Li found it even more difficult to resist.

In such a battle situation, Han Li was eventually defeated.

However, just when Han Li was about to faint, a surge of spiritual power flowed into his dantian, making him feel alert.

At this time, Mo Lao was holding his chest. He was about to pack up his spoils when he saw the man in front of him.

He was completely stunned, and after Han Li saw the person in front of him clearly, he was also stunned like Old Mo.

Han Li's tone was a little surprised and confused, "Zhang Tie! Are you okay? Where have you been all these years?"

Zhang Tie gave Han Li a thumbs up and grinned, "I haven't been anywhere in these years. I have been practicing with my master in Qixuan Sect.

I have also been protecting you in secret. Today is the day Mo Juren wants to kill you, so of course I came to save you."

Old Mo frowned, covered his chest, and said angrily, "Who is your master?"

"it's me."

A young man with a handsome face appeared next to Mr. Mo.

Mr. Mo's face changed drastically, and then he scattered a packet of poison, while Ye Ming waved his fan and blew all the poison out.

"This toxin has no effect on me, but I don't want to breathe the stench."

Mo Hao looked at Ye Ming with a sullen face and said angrily: "Elder Ye, I have no grudge against you in the past or in the present, why are you targeting me? When did it start? "

Ye Ming knew that this guy wanted to delay time, but it didn't matter. He just smiled and said, "I have been eyeing you from the beginning. After all, you stole my apprentice, so I have been keeping a close eye on you.

But you still have some value. After all, you can make Han Li understand the dangers of the world of immortal cultivation, so let Han Li accept your teachings here first.

You taught Han Li well, and made him understand the dangers of the world. Han Li, don't think that Doctor Mo is the only one targeting you.

More than ten years ago, Mo Juren killed an immortal cultivator, and the cultivator's soul hid in a magic weapon.

He also told Mo Juren that if he wanted to cultivate immortality he must have spiritual roots, and the only way to obtain spiritual roots was to possess another's soul.

His soul taking over your body can possess both your youth and your spiritual roots, and this is Mo Juren's purpose.

But the soul of that immortal cultivator actually wanted to be a yellow bird. After Mo Juren took over your body, he took over Mo Juren's body again. Yu Zitong, am I right?"

A stream of black smoke poured out from Mo Lao's body and then turned into a vague human figure.

He saluted Ye Ming and said, "Senior! Please save me! I am willing to give everything I have!"

Old Mo's face turned pale, and Han Li felt as if he had fallen into an icy cave. He had not expected that Old Mo was plotting against him, but there was actually someone plotting against him behind Mo Juren's back.

The world of cultivating immortals is too terrifying, with one thing leading to another.

What makes Han Li feel even more terrified is that there is actually a big boss plotting against him behind his back. What level is this?

In response to Yu Zitong's cry for help, Ye Ming just snorted coldly, then stretched out his hand. Yu Zitong's soul was directly stuck in Ye Ming's hand, and he had no ability to resist.

Even without the power of an immortal cultivator, Ye Ming could crush such a weak soul with his talent alone.

"You want to seize the body of my disciple and even come to me to negotiate terms. I really don't know how to write the word death. Han Li, how do you want to deal with this guy?"

Ye Ming's words made Han Li stunned for a moment. Looking at the familiar Elder Ye in front of him, Han Li remembered that Elder Ye had been taking good care of him since he started teaching.

When I passed the test, it was Elder Ye who suggested that I stay. But later I didn't become a disciple of Elder Ye, and Mo Juren wanted me to leave.

Han Li felt a little regretful at the time, but later he felt pretty good about following Master Mo. Of course, he regrets it even more now.

The other party is a strong man, and a cultivator with higher cultivation than himself, no matter what his purpose is.

They have all been very kind to him, and Han Li is not the kind of person who would not be grateful.

Moreover, the other party also expressed that he wanted to accept him as a disciple.

Han Li didn't act pretentiously and said seriously: "Master, please kill him!"

"it is good."

The soul power condensed in Ye Ming's hands, and then he clenched it fiercely.

With Yu Zitong's shrill scream, his soul was completely crushed into pieces and his energy was absorbed into the spiritual world.

After dealing with Yu Zitong, Ye Ming looked at Master Mo and said to Zhang Tie who was standing beside him: "I'll leave him to you, Zhang Tie. Let Master Mo see the results of your recent training."

Zhang Tie had an excited smile on his face, "Okay, Master!"

Then his whole body emanated bursts of golden light. Seeing this, Mo Lao gritted his teeth and spread poisonous fog all over the sky.

After the poisonous fog came into contact with Zhang Tie, nothing happened and it was all blocked by the golden light.

Unwilling to give up, Mr. Mo took out his dagger and threw it over again.

However, the dagger hit the golden light and was bounced away as if it had hit some kind of cover.

Mr. Mo was completely panicked. He didn't expect that it was Zhang Tie who killed him in the end.

He had even thought about the possibility that Han Li would win and had already written a suicide note, but he never expected that Zhang Tie would kill him.

"Zhang Tie, I have taught you for two years, you can't do this to me!"

Zhang Tie sneered, "Are you teaching me? You want to use my body to make a puppet, just like that thing. If Master hadn't saved me, I would have died long ago. Now I'm here to take revenge."

Mr. Mo shook the bell, but the puppet beside him did not move at all.

Within the range of Ye Ming's spiritual world, all soul-related abilities, no matter what kind, will be restricted unless Ye Ming is willing to lift the restrictions.

Mr. Mo became even more desperate, and he looked at Zhang Tie with red eyes.

Then he took out a strangely shaped dagger and stabbed it towards his heart, intending to use his soul to take over another body in a last-ditch effort.

However, Zhang Tie held the dagger tightly in his palm. Seeing this scene, Mo Lao's pupils shrank.

Zhang Tie showed a cruel smile and said, "I know your plan. You want your soul to leave your body, right? But unfortunately, this is not possible.

I will make you die in this body, without even the possibility of your soul leaving the body. This kind of death is the greatest punishment for you."

Old Mo looked at Zhang Tie unwillingly, but then he felt that his vitality was disappearing.

After a series of battles, his body had long been unable to bear the strain.

Originally, I wanted to use this magic weapon to summon my soul in the last wave.

However, this road was blocked by Zhang Tie, and all his goals and plans disappeared at this moment.

This was hard for Mr. Mo to accept, and all his plans came to nothing.

Until his death, his eyes were fixed on Zhang Tie.

(End of this chapter)