"Brother, think of a solution." The fat man could not hold on anymore and said anxiously to Mo Zhaoxie, "If this continues, we will be killed sooner or later."

Mo Zhaoxie wiped the blood on his face, and his eyes turned cold. He looked at the golden light that could be seen but could not be captured, and slowly closed his eyes. Suddenly, the invisible essence in the world turned into luminous thin lines and appeared between the world. A series of pure essence lines flowed towards Mo Zhaoxie and floated beside him. At this time, Mo Zhaoxie was like a big spider weaving a net.

"Move!" Mo Zhaoxie shouted, and thin lines intertwined and turned into a huge net in an instant. The ones sitting in the middle of the net were Mo Zhaoxie and the fat man. Mo Zhaoxie waved his hand and shot out and penetrated into Yunshen for no reason. At this moment, Mo Zhaoxie's appearance was no longer like him, but turned into a spider spirit sitting in the net.

"Fatty, follow the thread!" After saying that, Mo Zhaoxie stopped talking and closed his eyes.

"Okay," Seeing Mo Zhaoxie think of such a wonderful method. The fat man immediately smiled, and as his palm turned, strange patterns appeared on the ghost-killing sword. It looked full of weirdness and was full of ghost energy. "We just watched this big fly fall into the trap."

The golden-winged roc looked at the silk threads floating between the sky and the earth, and couldn't help but slam the eyebrows. The wings shook, trying to disperse the silk threads, but the dispersed silk threads would reappear as soon as they disperse. They could not disperse and slash them. "I don't believe that these light silk threads can do anything to me." Hu Yi's cold voice came out, and a golden light flashed, breaking many silk threads in an instant.

Facing the broken silk thread, the fat man ignored it and ignored it. The wooden sword in his hand rushed out like lightning and stabbed to another place. The ghost-killing sword flew past, and several golden feathers floated down from the sky.

Hit it!

Maybe he just touched a few insignificant feathers, but it made the fat man feel so excited that he almost laughed out loud. People around him looked at the falling feathers and were so shocked that they could not speak.

The golden light shuttled through, but it was difficult to hurt Fatty and Mo Zhaoxie any longer.

On the contrary, with the slight vibration of the silk thread, the fat man could predict Hu Yi's movements and direction in advance and make a corresponding counterattack. In this case, Mo Zhaoxie and the fat man actually tied with Hu Yi who had transformed into a golden-winged roc.

Just when the fat man was proud, when everyone felt that Mo Zhaoxie was unfathomable and strange, when Hu Yi was all looking at Mo Zhaoxie's eyes, he was moved to a headache, and when people around him felt that Mo Zhaoxie and Fat Man had a good future.

Don’t spit blood if you win.

He vomited blood without warning.

A mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out, dyeing Mo Zhaoxie's chest. Then, Mo Zhaoxie covered his head in pain and yelled in pain. If the fat man hadn't been quick in his hands and eyes, he grabbed Mo Zhaoxie. I'm afraid Mo Zhaoxie would fall down to feed the fish.

The sudden change made the fat man feel at a loss for a moment. He looked at the blood flowing from the corner of Mo Zhaoxie's mouth and suddenly became a little stupid. What's wrong? It was fine just now, but why did it suddenly become like this?

As Mo Zhaoxie vomited blood, the silk threads in the sky instantly broke. Mo Zhaoxie was like a spider that had been knocked away by a stick and fell down with no power.

"Haha," Hu Yi couldn't help laughing happily when he saw this. "God really helped me. I didn't expect that at the critical moment, you could not hold on. Come on with your life!" The golden light moved and murderous intent attacked the man.

"Breaking the sky!" Sun Yuan was anxious and took action regardless of his own efforts.

The tail behind Jiucheng couldn't help but suddenly stretched out, as if it was instinct or subconscious, Jiucheng took action.

Several thin strings broke through the air and attacked Chuchu, who had been by her side, dared not disturb Mo Zhaoxie, took action.

A flash of lightning was almost passing everyone and slashed at the golden light.

A dragon roar sounded, and a shocking sword energy stabbed at the golden light. Shui Ran, who appeared at some point, took action.

However, the golden light is too fast, everything is futile.

With a thunderous sound, a pair of golden claws penetrated Mo Zhaoxie's body, with blood stains on the golden yellow. It was eye-catching and heartbreaking.

But at this moment.

Just when I saw the golden claws penetrate Mo Zhaoxie's body, many people were shocked, many people exclaimed, and many people felt that everything was over.

Changes arise again!

A wooden sword suddenly appeared, not allowing Hu Yi to react. Under the cover of Mo Zhaoxie's body, it directly penetrated the head of the golden-winged roc. Until it was pierced through the head, Hu Yi's eyes had no other things except being disbelief.

"Don't attack evil, you're so cruel..." Hu Yi's eyes darkened quickly and dissipated in an instant. Even though he was a demon body, even the legendary golden-winged roc, his head was pierced by the evil soldiers' ghost-killing sword.

Death is undoubtedly true!

"Ah!" The fat man shouted loudly, and the wooden sword in his hand shook. The head of the Golden-winged Roc shattered, and a sword energy slashed out, cutting off the claws of the golden beast that pierced Mo Zhaoxie. The Golden-winged Roc's body fell silently into the sea water. Suddenly, groups of sea beasts ate it in just a moment, leaving no blood behind.

It was not until Hu Yi's body was swallowed by the sea beast that everyone came back to their senses from the extreme shock. What happened just now happened? Everything happened too quickly and too suddenly. It was so fast that Hu Yi couldn't react, and suddenly Hu Yi felt that it was not unfair to die.

The fat man hugged Mo Zhaoxie's body tightly and cried like a child.

Mo Zhaoxie had a wooden sword in his chest, and the two blood holes that were penetrated looked even scary. At this time, Mo Zhaoxie was too seriously injured, and it was a miracle that he did not die on the spot. Looking at the fat man who was crying like a child, he said in a weak voice: "I told you that this method will definitely work."

The fat man just cried, cried loudly, and didn't say anything.

It was not until this time that everyone finally understood what had just happened. It turned out that Mo Zhaoxie was in danger of his own life and used his serious injury as bait to lure Hu Yidayi to use a fatal move. Then, using Mo Zhaoxie's body as a cover, it penetrated directly through the two of them. Hu Yi couldn't believe that there would be such a person in this world who was cruel to him.

"Brother, I..." The fat man looked at Mo Zhaoxie, whose breath was getting weaker and weaker, and was so anxious that he was at a loss.

At this time, a man in blue appeared silently beside Mo Zhaoxie and the fat man. Looking at Mo Zhaoxie's miserable situation, he couldn't help but shake his head. "When will you learn to cherish your body?"

Hearing the sound, the fat man suddenly looked up and looked at the man in green. He looked at the man in green. He seemed to see the last life-saving straw. He couldn't help but grab the corner of the man in green's clothes and shouted anxiously: "Brother, please save your third brother. Please, please..."

Mo Zhaoxie's blurred eyes didn't know if he could see the man in blue clearly. He said in a weak voice: "I have a deep sin and killed countless people. Death is a relief for me."

The man in blue shook his head and glanced at Mo Zhaoxie's injuries. It was much worse than he thought. Especially the bloody blood hole in his chest was brighter and brighter, and the ghost-killing sword pierced through it next to it. I really don't know how Mo Zhaoxie persisted until now.

"Fatty, draw your sword!" said the man in green.

The fat man did not hesitate, grabbed the wooden sword and pulled it out with a slight sound. A blood column suddenly spurted out, dyeing the man in blue and the fat man's face red. Mo Zhaoxie's body moved, but he didn't say a word. At that time, it was soon. Just when the fat man pulled out the sword, a blood-red pill appeared in the hand of the man in blue. It was instantly sent into Mo Zhaoxie's mouth. The pill melted in his mouth, and instantly turned into an extremely pure and heat flowing throughout Mo Zhaoxie's body.

At this time, everyone was shocked and shocked, the flesh and blood meridians on Mo Zhaoxie's chest were growing and recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Life and dead, flesh and bones!"

"The immortal pill cannot be achieved."

...

Incredible, Mo Zhaoxie, who was seriously injured and dying just now, healed most of the blood marks on his body, and the blood marks on his body disappeared. Except for the wound pierced by the Killing Ghost Sword, it has not healed for a long time. Although the bleeding is slow, the blood still flows.

"The damage caused by the evil soldiers is indeed terrible." The man in blue felt powerless when he looked at the incurable wound.

"It's okay," Mo Zhaoxie glanced at the wound, "It will be healed in a while." As he said that, he wanted to stand up. However, with such a simple action, blood flowed out of the wound again.

The fat man wanted to stop him, but Mo Zhaoxie waved his hand first to stop him.

Mo Zhaoxie, who stood up straight, looked at the people around him, and what if he was seriously injured. His body was straight, and his eyes swept across anyone, shouting loudly: "Everyone, I still have something to do. If you do it today, Mo Zhaoxie will be grateful. If you insist on blocking me, don't let my subordinates be ruthless."

Everyone was silent for a while, and no one spoke for a while.

However, not everyone wanted to let Mo Zhaoxie go like this. The old man holding a long sword shouted loudly: "Mo Zhaoxie, you are just at the end of your strength at this time. You still have to show off your strength here."

"What do you want?" Mo Zhaoxie said coldly, walking forward step by step.

"Kill you!" the old man said coldly.

"Okay!" Mo Zhao's words fell, and the Fang Tian Hua Ji suddenly threw out. A dark light flashed by, and the old man who was talking instantly split into pieces, and his body and spirit were both destroyed.

Kill with one move, kill decisively!

However, just such an action. Blood flowed out of Mo Zhaoxie's chest again, and blood marks flowed down his body, like a bloody totem. It was awe-inspiring and terrifying.

"Don't attack evil, do you still remember me." At this time, a monk wearing a golden robe came out. The monk walked in the void, with golden light flashing behind him, and a Buddha's golden body sang Buddhist sings behind him.

Mo Zhaoxie looked at the monk and raised his lips, "Bald Donkey from Daming, you are not dead yet."

The person who walked out was the Ming monk from Zhenhua Temple in Liuyue County. When Zhenhua Temple joined forces with Tianshui Sect and Qingyan Valley to destroy the Qianxing Gate, they chased Mo Zhaoxie. It was not until Mo Zhaoxie came to Dongmeng County that their pursuit gradually faded. Unexpectedly, today, the Ming monk came here in person.

When Daming heard Mo Zhaoxie's words, his expression darkened. "Let me save Mo Zhaoxie's donor today."

"Bald donkey, I'll kill you!" A pleasant female voice shouted, and Chu Chu, dressed in white, flew out. The pipa in her hand clanged, and murderous intent lurked.

"Chuchu, go back!" Mo Zhaoxie said, and reached out to his hand, Fang Tian Huaji returned to his hand. He suddenly soared into the sky and flew towards Daming.

Chuchu wanted to say something, but finally retreated helplessly.
Chapter completed!