At the critical moment before, Mo Qiong had only one chance to do, that is, kick Zhongjia Yazi first and let her enter the state of arrow.

Logically speaking, the safest thing is of course to exile directly to another world, because this has been used in the car before, and Kayako cannot resist and will disappear into other universes in an instant.

However, the appearance of Kako is one after another, which also shows that this exile treats the symptoms but not the root cause, and it will delay at most for dozens of seconds.

Next time, she will change another routine and will never stop until death.

Instead of suddenly attacking her with an unknown routine at some point, it is better to keep her current state and not disappear.

Mo Qiong thought of another way to exile.

There are two types of exile, one is to throw it directly into another world, and the other is to throw it to a very far place in the world where you are.

The arrow that hits absolutely has its basic constant speed, depending on the initial speed given by Mo Qiong.

If the arrow is allowed to fly to the target with extremely weak propulsion, the arrow will almost hang in the air and advance at a snail-like flight speed. It may take several hours to slowly reach the target.

He had done this experiment a long time ago, and even this extremely slow flying prop, he could use it as a pedal and catch it and float it.

Mo Qiong's foot just now was to let Jia Yazi fly slowly towards a telephone pole three hundred meters away.

How slow is this speed? About one meter per second, which means that unless she accelerates along this flight path, it will take five minutes to reach her destination!

What was the way Jia Yazi killed this time? It was to pull Mo Qiong into the car and fill it with flesh and blood to death.

But Mo Qiong will not die in the middle of this pulling process.

And now, this method is not possible for the time being! Because she is flying unstoppably towards the electric pole three hundred meters away!

This kind of slow exile is like using ghosts as arrows, and humans and ghosts control each other.

At this moment, it was like a restrictive technique, and forced Jiayako to finish the journey!

I can't get off if I want to walk around, I can't get off if I want to run away, and I won't stop if I don't hit the telephone pole!

No matter what she becomes, no matter whether she is a human or a ghost, even if she turns into a ray of resentment, she has to shoot over and not leave!

Flying in the sky and escaping the earth? It’s useless. Moving in an instant? It’s useless.

Unless, Jiayako follows Moqiong's ability, accelerates to fly to the destination, or teleports directly to the destination, then she can move freely.

Otherwise, all measures that violate the flight path and keep the arrow away from the destination will be ignored and erased!

At this moment, Jia Yazi was in this dilemma. She wanted to fly to the car frantically, but her body couldn't help but retreat.

Cars and telephone poles are in two opposite directions. Even though Kayako has a lot of abilities, she cannot get rid of this absolute shot at this moment.

She is not a human being, and she has no thoughts, and she doesn't know why she goes backwards, nor does she know that the destination is a telephone pole.

Jia Yazi's mind was filled with resentment. She was just a ghost who was crazy about killing Mo Qiong. She had never thought that she just needed to fly along, and was still struggling frantically, violating the flight path.

But what's the use of struggling? If you want to complete the killing method, you can't pull Mo Qiong into the car.

If you want to change the routine, you can't leave first.

Cannot exit!

He could only pull Mo Qiong back, but stared at him and couldn't kill him.

Mo Qiong used his characteristics and his own abilities to jammed Jiaya's murder conditions.

Let Jia Yazi be in the current routine and cannot move forward or backward. She can only fly 300 meters at a speed of one meter per second. She can't kill Mo Qiong for five minutes!

At this moment, it seemed like Jia Yazi was floating backwards, holding Mo Qiong in his hand and dragging him on the ground.

Chen Mo was very anxious and thought that Moqiong was going to be cold and that he still had a way out if he was dragged away by Jia Yazi?

But Mo Qiong was very calm in his heart. Just drag it, just drag it, anyway, I can't kill him.

"Puchi!" Jia Yazi put one hand on Moqiong's thigh, sinking deeper, and holding Moqiong's bones hard.

Jia Yazi thought wildly and couldn't figure out this matter at all, and she couldn't think about how to crack it.

She only knew that she wanted to kill Mo Qiong. Although she couldn't kill him now, the damage was OK.

Jia Yazi won't let go, she can't break free from some kind of restraint, and Moqiong won't even think about leaving.

He leaned on Mo Qiong, and his other hand grabbed Mo Qiong's neck hard, and his fingers were sinking deep on both sides of Mo Qiong's neck.

"Brother!" Chen Mo shouted in horror, thinking that Mo Qiong would definitely die.

Unexpectedly, Mo Qiong also had a sharp look in his eyes, and he roared fiercely, and punched Jia Yazi in the face.

"Bang!"

Jiayako was beaten to the point of tilting her head, and her cheekbones were sunk, and she was still resentful!

She could be chopped and beaten away, but she had no pain and no words of injury.

Mo Qiong's punch is useless at all.

But so what? Jiayako can't kill him, she must hurt him so viciously.

Then Mo Qiong could beat her hard even though he knew his fists were useless!

"Baoba!" Mo Qiong opened his bow from side to side and beat Jia Yazi in the face.

His eyes raked and his neck squirmed.

But he didn't need to breathe, so in fact, except for the pain, Mo Qiong's strength was not reduced! His face was not red or breathless!

"Damn!" Chen Mo looked at Mo Qiong in horror as he was so fierce that he was pushed to the ground by Jia Yazi and choked. He could fight back and tear him against the ghost.

"Hiss...you fuck me!"

Mo Qiong roared angrily, his legs were pulled by cold hands and his neck were deformed, so he was naturally in great pain.

In addition, it is now Jia Yazi on the top and he is on the bottom, and each person and a ghost are sliding on the road. It is completely he who is rubbing on the ground, and he is about to burst into pieces.

This is of course not possible. He is a flesh and blood body.

Moqiong shouted, held Jiayako with all his strength and pressed it on the ground, taking the opportunity to turn over.

In the blink of an eye, the up and down position exchanged, and Mo Qiong pressed Jiaozi and rubbed against the ground.

"This is much easier to fight!" Mo Qiong ignored the severe pain in his neck and thighs, and pinched Jia Yazi's neck with one hand and pressed her to the ground. The muscles of the other hand trembled and bombarded with all his strength.

"Bang bang bang...puff puff..."

Jia Yako's face was pressed to the ground and the hammer was blown. Soon the bones were broken, the skin was sunken, and the sound of the puff was made.

Although this is not harmful to Jiayako, it has a great visual impact on Chen Mo.

"Brother! Come on! Brother! Fuck her to death!" Chen Mo shouted with fear.

In his eyes, Mo Qiong and Jia Yazi hugged each other. Jia Yazi dragged Mo Qiong to rub against the ground, and was about to strangle Mo Qiong to death, but Mo Qiong did not give up, and even turned his back on the guest and pressed Jia Yazi on the ground and hammered it.

But no matter how he beat him, Jiayako just didn't let go, his fingers were deeply trapped in the flesh, and white smoke came out of the gap.

Soon the smoke was shrouded in smoke and the cold air made the road freeze a layer of frost.

In the white smoke, Mo Qiong kept waving his fists, and a sound of giggling and puffing sound was heard.

Chen Mo didn't know that Jia Yazi could not kill Mo Qiong, and Mo Qiong could not kill Jia Yazi.

I thought Mo Qiong had an outbreak and was fighting with Jia Yazi on the verge of death.

Chen Mo was willing to follow him, but he didn't dare to get too close. He only dared to wander on the verge of danger of fighting with one person and one ghost, and encouraged Moqiong.

Mo Qiong dies, and he will die, so he can only hope that Mo Qiong's explosion at this moment can suppress Jia Yazi for a longer time.

The evening breeze blew, blowing the white air away, and the surrounding temperature dropped rapidly. Chen Mo watched Mo Qiong beat Jia Yazi in anxiety, but the fear in his heart slowly dissipated.

I just feel that there is nothing to be afraid of in Kayako, and I have lost all my strength.

He wrestled with Mo Qiong, rubbed against the ground, and felt a sense of fear from a hammer.

"Puff!"

Just as he was thinking so, Jia Yazi suddenly let go of the hand that was holding Mo Qiong's neck, and a blood-stained knife suddenly pierced into Mo Qiong's shoulder.

A stream of white air gushed out, as if it had opened the second gear.

Mo Qiong let out a pain, his hands were even harder, and he said angrily: "Are you a ghost and you still use a knife?"

Then he remembered that Jia Yazi was indeed wearing a knife. Among his scary appearance, one of them was holding a short blood-stained knife.

But she had never cut people with a knife. At this moment, she actually stabbed Mo Qiong with a knife and made several holes in her body. The location was the wounds she had killed at the beginning.

In addition to the severe pain, Mo Qiong found that he did not hurt the vital points. Although there were several internal organs ruptured, it was not fatal. With his physique, he could live for a long time.

"Is it okay to hurt me hard?" Mo Qiong gritted his teeth, applied an injection and quickly gave him an injection.

Then he shouted at Chen Mo: "Get my sword!"

After hearing this, Chen Mo hurriedly ran to the car and held the giant sword inserted into the car door.

"Uh..." He pulled it out hard, but didn't pull it out. The sword was inserted very firmly, and his strength was too average.

Chen Mo's face turned red, but seeing that there were several holes on Mo Qiong's body, he did not give up and pulled them out even harder. Mo Qiong is a flesh and blood body, and perhaps at a critical moment, he must help!

"Come out!" Chen Mo stepped on the car door, his face turned red, and he finally pulled out his sword and fell to the ground.

Just as he was running towards Mo Qiong with his sword in his arms, he suddenly saw a white ghost on the car window.
To be continued...