；“Then, add me in”

    At this moment, Little Bean Sprout spoke up. She stepped forward one step and stood side by side with Chu Ruomeng.

    Since the black-robed man was so powerful, she couldn't stay out of the game.

    "Hmph, two second-rate cultivators, do you think just the two of you can stop me?"

    The black-robed man no longer wasted time, waving his short sword and launching an attack on Little Bean Sprout and her companion in an instant.

    At this moment, Chu Ruomeng took the initiative to step forward and blocked the other party's attack.

    Little Bean Sprout grabbed the small bag, and the spiritual insects within moved in all directions, lying in wait.

    Although they are all first-class cultivators, the black-robed man lacks the constraint of fire compared to the Firecloud Master, which is good for Little Bean Sprout. Her spiritual insects now have a place to shine.

    The two women fought together, utilizing their respective strengths, pushing the black-robed man back to hundreds of zhang away.

    Chen Mo held the great sword, his expression grave as he watched the battle between the three.

    "Master, that person is a first-class cultivator. Just relying on the two of them, Miss Chu and Miss Dream, it's likely……"

    "I know. We must seize the opportunity. We have another ace up our sleeve here."

    Saying this, Chen Mo turned his gaze to Miao Feiyu beside him, whose wounds had already healed.

    Aware of Chen Mo's gaze, Miao Feiyu turned to him again and said seriously, "I do have a way to restrain him, but……"

    "Needs blood"

    Chen Mo pierced through with a single word.

    Miao Feiyu's curses are very handy. Although he is only a four-level cultivator, once his curses are activated, it's like cutting vegetables to kill a second-level cultivator.

    It was thanks to his curses that they managed to save Zhang Tianlin's life several times and regain the upper hand in the heavenly dragon empire.

    However, back then, Chen Mo had prepared the enemy's blood in advance, which allowed him to control the situation.

    Now, facing a highly unpredictable first-class cultivator like the black-robed man, it may not be so easy to obtain his blood.

    Zhao Qingling's face was a bit embarrassed. She opened her mouth and sighed helplessly, "Young Master, I am just a mere third-level cultivator. I'm afraid……"

    Faced with a first-class strongman, second-rank cultivators might still have a fighting chance. But for third-rank cultivators, it's essentially walking into a trap.

    "I, I can help"

    At this moment, the otherwise silent Muliu Qiusong spoke up, "I am proficient in spirit insect arts. If I can get my spirit insects close enough to enter his body, I can temporarily control the situation. Although it may not be enough to defeat him, it will definitely be more than enough to secure his blood."

    Chen Mo looked up at Muliu Qiusong and gently extended his hand, "Give me the spirit insects."

    "Okay"

    Facing a first-class opponent, Muliu Qiusong herself was not very confident. She was about to give up, but she didn't expect Chen Mo to trust her without hesitation.

    Now, her confidence was even greater. She summoned a spirit insect and placed it in Chen Mo's hand, who cherished it by holding it gently. Then, he charged forward a few steps.

    "Miss Dream and Little Bean Sprout, I'm going to beat him up a bit"

    Saying this, Chen Mo charged out without hesitation.

    "Eh... Why are you in such a hurry? Hide behind me..."

    Chu Ruomeng immediately became worried. Her mission was to protect Chen Mo's well-being, but based on his current stance, it was obvious that he was going to charge head-on.

    If he insists on doing this, she cannot guarantee his safety.

    "Oh, Brother is so impulsive. Well, there's nothing I can do but go along with him."

    By the side, Little Bean Sprout shook her head helplessly and summoned the spiritual insects around her to create a path for Chen Mo.

    Chu Ruomeng could only grit her teeth and charge out, her array continuously changing, shielding Chen Mo from the black-robed man's deadly attacks.

    "Hmph, so presumptuous. With you, you dare to even think of touching me?"

    The black-robed man sneered coldly, his face full of disdain as he met Chen Mo's charge head-on. He raised his hand and swung his sword.

    Chu Ruomeng pressed the mudras with both hands, and a series of arrays appeared around Chen Mo, blocking that terrifying sword aura.

    And Chen Mo has finally reached the front of the black-robed man.

    "Not measuring one's own strength"

    The black-robed man attempted to strike again with his sword, but at the next moment, the hidden spiritual insects around him moved and restrained his body, preventing him from moving an inch.

    Chen Mo's fist landed heavily, and he slipped the spiritual insect in his hand into the man's body.

    With the strike landing, just a moment later, the fixation spell cast by Little Bean Sprout was immediately broken by the black-robed man. He glared back at Chen Mo with a fierce expression, angry that he had been struck by this scoundrel.

    Filled with anger, the black-robed man unleashed all his spiritual energy and struck out with a fierce blow.

    Chen Mo suddenly had a crimson-brown stone in his hand and swung a giant sword.

    "Tianji Original Stone?"

    The black-robed man's eyes shone brightly. His purpose for coming here was twofold: one was to kill Chen Mo, and the other was to seize the Tianji Original Stone in his hand.

    The opportunity was right in front of him. His eyes suddenly glinted with greed. He was about to make a move, but he saw Chen Mo swing his sword, and this strike was equal to that of a first-class strongman, catching the black-robed man off guard and almost injuring him.

    "Fucking hell!"

    The black-robed man coldly spat out a word, raised his sword, and only then did he stop. Chen Mo also dodged back at the next moment.

    "Muliu Qiusong, it's up to you now"

    Chen Mo shouted aloud.

    Muliu Qiusong nodded and spread her hands. Suddenly, three paper figures appeared in her palm, two of which landed on the ground. She grabbed one of them and gently pulled its arms and legs.

    The black-robed man was about to pursue Chen Mo when he suddenly felt that his limbs had gone out of control.

    "This... is a curse?"

    The black-robed man raised his eyebrows and felt that things were not good, then shook his body vigorously to try to break the control of Muliu Qiusong.

    "Puff"

    Muliu Qiusong, with both hands holding the paper figure, involuntarily spat out a mouthful of blood. Her already pale face turned even paler now.

    "This, this is what a first-class cultivator is like. It's indeed something I can't handle easily."

    Muliu Qiusong wiped the blood from her corner of her mouth with one hand and then pressed it onto the paper figure, pressing down hard.

    "Puff"

    At the same time, the black-robed man spat out blood from his mouth.

    "Great opportunity"

    Chen Mo rushed forward, once again relying on the power of the Tianji Original Stone, and swung his sword, knocking back the black-robed man.

    Miao Feiyu saw the scene and grabbed his wand, taking three steps in two, waving his wand to summon a strong wind that pulled at the air and the ground, stirring up blood.

    "It's done"

    Miao Feiyu turned around and shouted, calling out excitedly.

    "Hahahaha, from now on, it's up to you guys."

    Chen Mo chuckled lightly and casually put away the Tianji Original Stone in his hand. With Muliu Qiusong's curses and Miao Feiyu's spells, it shouldn't be difficult to take down that first-class strongman now.

    As he was thinking, Chen Mo inadvertently glanced back and suddenly noticed a figure appear in the distance among the mountains.

    Chen Mo's eyes flashed, and he was initially on guard. However, when he saw that figure's Azure Blue clothing, he seemed to recall something, and he loudly called out, "Master Su? Since you have come, why not come out for a chat?"