Narutoki

In the early morning, dark clouds piled up over the Manjusri Valley, and the weather was gloomy, as if night was about to fall. Strong winds blew fiercely, arcs tore through the sky, and heavy rain poured down. Suddenly, there was a thunder in the sky, and the vast earth was shaken.

Under the dense rain curtain, the fierce sound of fighting shook everyone's eardrums. Mo Ming's clothes were soaked, and the rain dripped down from the tips of his hair, gradually blurring his eyes.

"From now on, if you don't kill others, others will kill you. If you want to survive in the Netherworld, you must learn to kill!" Thorns stood unmoving in the wind and rain like a statue. He looked at the battle in the rain with cold eyes and moved toward

Mo Ming shouted loudly.

Mo Ming stood shivering in the wind and rain. At this time, it was extremely difficult for him, who was kind-hearted, to kill someone. His voice trembled slightly: "Brother, I... I can't do it!"

A bolt of lightning flashed across, clearly reflecting Mo Ming's expression. His eyes were full of fear, and he gradually forgot that he was in danger.

Suddenly, a cold light flashed in his dark pupils, and a figure swung a big knife and struck it on the top of his head.

"Mo Ming, be careful!" Mu Jin's heart was in her throat, and she pushed Mo Ming away without thinking about her own safety. The blade quickly passed by, and a thin gash was cut on her arm, and bright red blood slowly flowed down her white wrist.

Mo Ming suddenly woke up, grabbed Hibiscus's bright wrist, dragged her into his arms, and then used his body to block Hibiscus.

The burly man holding the steel knife was stunned for a moment, then suddenly let out a ghostly scream and rushed over waving the big knife. Mo Ming quickly used the Stone Refining Technique to strengthen his right foot, and then kicked it with his toes against the surface of the steel knife.

Just hearing the clear sound of "dang", the wind blew in the ears of the sturdy man, and his body turned into a straight line and hit the boulder behind him.

At this time, except Avar, all his men had been killed by Mo Ming, Mu Jin, Wu Ling'er, and Shasha. Seeing that the situation was not good, Avar found an opening and ran away.

"Avar, where are you running?" Baman blocked his way with a livid face.

Aval's eyes widened, his chin trembled and he said, "I, I..."

He was at a loss for words, so he knelt on the ground with a plop, crying and begging: "Boss, please forgive me, boss, please forgive me... It's Huo Zhen... He instigated me to pester you and prevent you from contacting Weize Jiu Wen.

I have never meant to harm anyone, please...let me go...please..."

Avar kowtowed repeatedly, causing a puddle to appear on the muddy ground with his forehead. This simple-minded guy thought that he could gain benefits by working for the Firebird, and did not want to be taken advantage of, even at the risk of the lives of several of his brothers.

Got in.

Jingji looked at Avar from a distance and said calmly: "It's very simple to live. There are four people in the field now, Mo Ming, Hibiscus, Wu Ling'er, and Sha Sha. You just need to choose one of them and kill him.

Die and you can live."

Aval's eyes suddenly shone, but he still couldn't believe it: "Is this true?"

Thorns smiled slightly: "Seriously, I will never break my promise!"

"Okay, then I'll choose this guy!" Avar knelt on the ground, pointed his index finger at Mo Ming, and said excitedly.

All eyes were focused on Mo Ming, and Avar's choice was already expected by everyone.

Mo Ming looked at Avar, who had a ferocious face, and his heart kept beating. He raised his head and looked around, and saw everyone looking at him expectantly.

The rain gradually became lighter, the thunder was sparse, and the lightning disappeared. Mo Ming and Avar were surrounded by everyone in the center of the field, and a life-and-death duel was about to begin.

Baman stood beside the thorn and whispered: "After this battle, Hibiscus, Ling'er, and Shasha's cultivation levels have all risen to one-star cultivators, but brother Mo Ming has made no progress at all. I really give him a pinch."

Sweat!"

Thorny nodded: "If it weren't for him to make a breakthrough before reaching the ancient Danta, I wouldn't want to use such extraordinary means."

"I hope Mo Ming will not disappoint everyone's expectations of him." Baman said while looking at Mo Ming in the field.

After Mu Jin simply bandaged the wound, her eyes never left Mo Ming. She held her fists in front of her chest and silently prayed for him in her heart.

"I didn't expect that the famous Thorns would have such a pustular brother. Not to mention his poor cultivation, he still needs a woman to protect him from the knife. Hahaha..." Avar smiled wildly and stretched out his long tongue to lick it.

Licking his nose, he deliberately mocked. (His tongue is really so long!)

"You are the pustule, I have to let you see how powerful I am!" Mo Ming was furious, gritted his teeth and used a whirlwind punch. This attack was effective, but not powerful enough.

Avar sneered contemptuously, turned his body slightly, and threw out a punch, hitting Mo Ming's armpit. His arms suddenly became numb, and he leaned forward and fell to the ground. Avar raised his right leg and pressed it hard.

Mo Ming was on his back, making him unable to move.

"You good-for-nothing, living in this world is such an embarrassment to your brother!" Avar stepped hard with his heels, grinding up and down Mo Ming's back.

The pain on his back made Mo Ming extremely uncomfortable, but he still gritted his teeth without making a sound, put his hands on the ground, and tried to stand up again.

"Trash, get up if you can, get up!" Seeing that Mo Ming remained silent, Avar went even further and strengthened his right foot, venting his previous shame to his heart's content.

Mo Ming's face was deformed in pain, and blood slowly oozed out from between his teeth. He put his hands on the ground, and his fingers sank deeply into the mud. Every time he raised his body slightly, he would be hit hard by Avar.

Stomping hard back to the ground.

"Mo Ming, you idiot, why don't you use the Stone Refining Technique to strengthen your body?" Shasha said anxiously.

Jingji watched the battle in the field expressionlessly and said: "This is because the physical strength is not enough and the energy cannot be gathered, so it is impossible to use other techniques."

"Then what should we do?" Hibiscus stamped her feet anxiously, eager to rush up and help him.

After stomping hard for a while, Avar's feet felt a little sore, so he reached out and grabbed Mo Ming's clothes and lifted him up. At first, he thought that Mo Ming had no strength to resist anymore, but as soon as he grabbed him, Mo Ming

Suddenly, he rushed forward like crazy, hugged Avar's waist, pressed against his body and rushed towards a thick Manjusri behind him.

"You loser, let go!" Avar was startled, and quickly strengthened his elbow, constantly hitting Mo Ming's back.

"If you don't let go until you die, we will both die together." Mo Ming gritted his teeth and said with determination to die.

"Boom!" The sturdy Wenjulan was knocked into two pieces by Avar, and the two rolled to the ground at the same time, wrestling together.

"Seeking death!" Avar was so angry that he pushed Mo Ming to the ground, sat on him, and waved his fist vigorously.

Countless fists hit his face, and Mo Ming felt his eyes were dizzy and his head was pounding.

"Trash like you shouldn't live in the world. Living will only harm others, you trash!" Avar scolded him while beating him.

"You shouldn't live in this world. Living will only hurt others..."

"You shouldn't live in this world. Living will only hurt others..." Mo Ming's head was buzzing, and his ears kept echoing this sentence. Gradually, this sentence changed into a different voice, as if it came from another person.

One person's mouth.

In the midst of dizziness, Mo Ming seemed to see two phoenix firebirds pulling an exquisite luxury carriage under the sky inlaid with colorful stones, cruising leisurely over the imperial city. The good times did not last long, and there were thunderous sounds from all directions.

With the sound of fighting, countless luxurious palaces were burned to the ground, and the sky was illuminated by fire. Suddenly, a woman was heard shouting: "Emperor Tado, put down my child..."

The sound suddenly stopped, and Yun Yazi in the sky-swallowing gourd appeared in Mo Ming's mind with a smile: "I have the third level of ghost-level perception. Although I may not be able to kill people, it is always enough to save my life. Silly boy, I am here to give you some advice...

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"Brother Jingji, if you don't take action, I'm afraid Mo Ming will be doomed!" Mu Jinxun was about to cry and cried to Jingji.

Seeing that the thorns were indifferent, Hibiscus wanted to rush forward to save Mo Ming.

"Wait, look!" Thorns said suddenly.

Under the shadow of Avar's rapidly swinging fist, Mo Ming's body gradually produced a phantom. At this time, no matter how fast Avar's fist was, he could never touch Mo Ming.

"What a fast dodge ability!" Baman exclaimed dumbfounded.

"Mo Ming was pressed by Avar, and his body couldn't move at all. How did he use his dodge ability?" Shasha asked in confusion.

Jingji stared at Mo Ming intently, nodded and said: "Perhaps this is an ability that arises when the perception is stimulated to the limit. No matter how the enemy attacks, he can sense it in advance and prepare for it, and then dodge and avoid the attack."

Avar's fist failed, and he was immediately afraid of this evil young man, but he still cursed arrogantly: "Trash like you shouldn't live in this world..."

Before he could say the second half of the sentence, his limbs suddenly stiffened, and Mo Ming suddenly sat up, with an index finger penetrating straight between his eyebrows.

Suddenly, the whole place was silent! Everyone was shocked by what happened in front of them!

"Don't scold me like that, I hate this sentence!" Mo Ming pushed lightly with his index finger, and Aval fell backwards. The moment the finger was pulled out, Aval's eyebrows were bleeding profusely...

"Mo Ming, are you okay!" Hibiscus rushed forward nervously, looking back and forth, up and down, to carefully check Mo Ming's injuries.

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

"They were all beaten out of shape, it's not a big deal." Hibiscus muttered angrily.

"This guy is thick-skinned, what can happen to him?" Jingjia smiled.

Baman helped Mo Ming up and said excitedly: "Congratulations, Mo Ming, for understanding the mystery of perception!"

"Well, thank you." Mo Ming nodded to Baman, and then smiled proudly at everyone.

"Dipo Tado!" Although Mo Ming was laughing, the name kept echoing in his mind. He felt that he needed to find out who this person was, because when he thought of this name, his heart would

Inadvertently arousing boundless hatred.