Standing at the head of the crowd, Mo Yi saw that Yushu was still so arrogant and his face sunk as he snapped, "Yushu, you're still so stubborn even at death's door."
"Hahaha, there are many people who want to kill me. Perhaps one day I will be killed by someone but that person will definitely not be you!
And who gave you the confidence to take me down? "Yushu continued to speak arrogantly.
Mo Yi turned his gaze towards the mysterious man who was shrouded in a black cloak.
It was rumoured that it was because of this person that caused Hua Lingling and Qi Shui to run away.
That meant that this mysterious man was at least stronger than the both of them!
Mo Yi tried to sense the other party's cultivation but the other party seemed to be intentionally controlling his spiritual energy and he was unable to sense it accurately.
This person was the real enemy!
Mo Yi didn't want to waste any more words with Yushu as he shouted, "Kill!"
Saying that, Mo Yi and Mo Tu led the charge and sixty over people followed closely behind.
Mo Yi's most wanted target was still Yushu. After all, he and Yushu were already mortal enemies.
However, halfway through, the mysterious man stopped him. With a somewhat hoarse voice, he said, "Sect Master Mo, your opponent is me."
This mysterious man was naturally Leng Shiqi.
After Leng Shiqi blocked Mo Yi, he stretched out both his hands and instantly turned into pitch black ghost claws as he waved it fiercely.
Mo Yi's spirit sword was unsheathed and directly slashed against the ghost claws, giving off a crisp "ding" sound.
Leng Shiqi didn't care about his opponent's sword and stretched out his arm. The ghost claws wrapped around Mo Yi's arm and left five thin blood scars on his arm.
Mo Yi was shocked as he withdrew his sword and retreated.
However, Leng Shiqi didn't give him any chance to take a breather as he continued to press forward!
He combined the Vine Entanglement Hand and close combat skills, pressuring Mo Yi so much that he could only defend.
Originally these two spiritual skills' attacking power wasn't very strong but combined with the Ghost Jade Claw, it was totally different. Just a touch would cause one to be injured!
Fortunately, Mo Yi's swordsmanship was steady and he leaned towards defence. After familiarizing himself with Leng Shiqi's attacking rhythm, he slowly stabilized himself.
On the other side, Yushu was exchanging blows with Mo Tu.
Yushu's cultivation was far superior to Mo Tu's, but two days ago, he had been severely injured by Leng Shiqi, and it was the most difficult internal injury to recover from. At this moment, he was barely able to fight Mo Tu to a draw.
However, Mo Yi and Mo Tu weren't in a hurry.
Although they didn't have the upper hand in the battle, their subordinates had the upper hand!
The Jet-Black Clan had twice the number of people, and there were more than ten people who were at the ninth level of the Spirit Gathering Realm, while the Yushu Clan only had five people.
In the battle between spirit cultivators of the Spirit Assembly Realm, the Yushu Clan was forced to retreat!
Seeing this, Yushu's expression finally changed. After forcing Mo Tu back with a single move, he shouted, "Retreat, retreat quickly!"
Everyone could only hurriedly retreat, relying on some of the obstacles in the camp to support themselves.
Leng Shiqi also found a chance to leave the battle and gathered with everyone.
"Haha, Yushu, you've always boasted that you're smart, but you've actually made such a mistake.
The more you retreat, the more you've forced yourself to the point where you have nowhere to escape? "
Mo Yi saw the Yushu Clan shrinking into a corner, with an uneasy look on their faces, and he laughed heartily.
Mo Tu also laughed and teased, "That's right, forcing yourself to this point, letting us catch the turtle in the jar, then you're the turtle."
"Hahaha!"
Everyone from the Jet-Black Clan laughed loudly.
"Hahahaha ….."
What no one had expected was that Yushu also laughed along.
When Mo Yi saw Yushu laughing, he felt uncomfortable and said in a deep voice, "What are you laughing at!"
"Catching the turtle in the jar, alright, today I'd like to see who's the turtle in the jar!" Yushu's words had just ended when a sound of footsteps was heard from afar.
Mo Yi instantly sensed that something was amiss and hurriedly turned back, only to see Hua Lingling and Qi Shui leading close to thirty people running over!
Just nice, they blocked the camp's entrance tightly.
Pincer attack from the front and back, attacked from the back and abdomen, in a blink of an eye, the Jet-Black Clan people had become the turtle in the jar!
Mo Yi and Mo Tu were shocked and their faces turned pale. They knew that they had been tricked!
Perhaps they had guessed that this was a trap but they still stepped into it. They were betting, betting that Hua Lingling and Qi Shui had really betrayed Yushu.
If they won the bet, they would unify the withered forest.
If they lost the bet, they would have a slim chance of survival.
Mo Yi took a deep breath and shouted, "We haven't lost yet!
Even if we add these people, our numbers are about the same. If we fight to the death, the outcome is still unknown! "
Yushu and Mo Yi had a tacit understanding at this moment as they ordered, "Kill!"
With the addition of Hua Lingling, Qi Shui and the rest, Yushu Clan's side immediately gained the upper hand.
Yushu continued to look for Mo Tu and while he was fighting, he was also scolding. Mo Tu's face had long turned ashen.
At this moment, Leng Shiqi stretched out a finger and the spiritual light on his fingertip flickered as he pointed towards Mo Yi.
Mo Yi placed his sword horizontally in front of him, intending to block this finger.
However, when Leng Shiqi's finger touched the sword, it instantly gave off a "ka ka" sound.
Not only that, Mo Yi also felt a strong force coming over, forcing him to take two steps back.
He lowered his head to take a look. Several very obvious cracks had actually appeared on his Tier Two spirit sword!
"Pure Spirit Realm fifth level!
You're hiding your ability?
You, who on earth are you?! "Mo Yi's expression changed again and again and finally turned gloomy as he asked in a stern voice.
"Dark Crow." Leng Shiqi spat out these two words and following that, he struck out with his palm.
This time, Mo Yi didn't dare to casually receive it and hurriedly evaded.
Leng Shiqi twisted his body and sent out a kick. Following that, fist, palm, leg, exponential spiritual skills were displayed, beating Mo Yi till he didn't have any temper.
After a while, his entire body was covered with injuries.
"It's about time." Leng Shiqi muttered to himself.
Mo Yi who was nearest to him heard this sentence and his heart quivered as an ominous premonition surged into his heart.
Leng Shiqi sent out another kick but this time, he didn't use any spiritual skills, just an ordinary kick.
Mo Yi barely managed to evade it but the sense of crisis in his heart grew stronger.
He saw that Leng Shiqi didn't manage to land his kick and directly did a side somersault. When he was in mid-air, his right hand pulled out a sharp dagger from his ankle!
Leng Shiqi's dagger slashed towards Mo Yi's throat. At this critical moment, Mo Yi didn't have time to do any other defence and could only use his left arm to protect his face.
"Ding!"
The dagger slashed against Mo Yi's left arm and actually gave off a metallic clanging sound.
But Leng Shiqi's expression didn't change because Mo Yi's body also leaned backwards.
Leng Shiqi's body moved and suddenly disappeared in front of Mo Yi's eyes!
Mo Yi was horrified when he saw this but before he could think further, a chill swiftly swept across his entire body from his neck.
The last thing he saw was the strange blood red dome in the sky and a man wearing a mask. The dagger in his hand was dripping with blood.
Dripping with his blood.
In the end, he still lost to his own ambition.
The moment Mo Gate's Sect Master died, the morale of the others immediately plummeted.
Leng Shiqi joined forces with Yushu to kill Mo Tu and after that, he didn't make any more moves.
Mo Gate's two Pure Spirit Realm practitioners were already dead and the only thing left was a massacre.