"Good boy, no wonder you dare to speak wildly, it turns out to be a bit of a trick, but in front of the old man, it's not enough to see!"

Mo Lao said with a chuckle on his face.

"Ice pick!"

He drank lightly in his mouth, rubbed his hands together in the void, and in the hot summer, he entered the cold winter moon in an instant, and many people were shivering.

As his palm fell, a three-foot-long ice pick, about the thickness of his arm, appeared in mid-air.

The pointed head is sharp, and under the illumination of the light, it turns over and emits an icy cold light.

Mo Lao's eyes were cold, and with a push of both hands, the cold ice pick broke through the air and came straight to Fei Zhong.

Fei Zhong's face also showed solemnity.

After all, this was an attack from the innate peak, and he couldn't help but be careless.

Whoosh!

As soon as he patted his waist, he heard the roar of Qingyue, and wisps of dazzling cold light flew out of it and floated in mid-air.

If you look closely, these are actually eight silver needles more than three inches long.

Different from the silver needles that are commonly seen, these eight silver needles show a dead gray color, giving people a very strange feeling.

Qin Hao's eyes narrowed slightly, and he was interested.

It was the first time he had encountered a silver needle as a weapon.

Moreover, in his perception, these silver needles are made of special materials, neither gold nor wood, but they are extremely strong, and they are excellent spiritual materials.

"Go!"

Fei Zhong pinched the seal with both hands and drank in his mouth.

Woohoo!

Eight silver needles flew out, one after another, in an orderly manner, forming a gossip array, trapping the ice picks in it.

A trace of true qi stirred, and between breaths, the cold ice pick was consumed.

"Kill!"

Fei Zhong's heart moved, and the eight silver needles changed again, showing a killing array with a fierce qi, with a sharp attack, towards Mo Lai.

"It's ......"

As early as when Fei Zhongshi displayed the silver needle, there was a trace of doubt on Mo Lao's face.

The use of silver needles as weapons, as if somewhere heard of it.

"Thirteen needles of the ghost gate!"

Seeing Fei Zhong using the silver needle as a formation to kill him, Mo Lao crossed a bright light in his mind, and exclaimed in his mouth.

"Count yourself knowledgeable!"

A sneer appeared on Fei Zhong's face, and he controlled the silver needle with both hands to attack.

"Block!"

Mo Lao's complexion changed, and he hit several zhang in a row, the cold wind howled, and the world was frozen, and in front of him, a three-foot-thick defensive ice ridge was condensed.

Puff puff!

Eight silver needles flew in, forming a formation, and the attack power increased dramatically.

In addition, it broke the surface with a point, and in an instant, half of the ice edge was pierced, and the cold cold light approached Mo Lao.

"Stop!"

Taking this opportunity, Mo Lao's figure moved and appeared on one side.

At the same time, eight silver needles broke the ice edge, spun around in the void, and returned to Fei Zhong's hands.

The battle between the two was lightning, and the rabbit was falling and falling, but everyone saw it clearly.

For a time, the three views were subverted.

Even Fang Wenbin, although he has seen the world, he is also full of shock when he sees such characters fighting.

Pang Shao and Pang Yingying were excited and excited.

The first time I saw Fei Zhong make a move, it was really powerful, just like an omnipotent superman.

Compared with the likes of Li Lao, I don't know how many times it is powerful.

"What?

Fei Zhong looked at Mo Lao and said with a sneer.

Eight silver needles tossed and turned around him with his thoughts, blooming with a cold glow.

"It turned out that Fei Shao was in person, but it was the old man Meng Lang. ”

Seeing that Fei Zhong accepted the attack, Mo Lao looked at the silver needles vaguely, revealing a touch of jealousy, and then laughed and said.

"You know me?"

Fei Zhong asked suspiciously.

"Haha, the ghost doctor Fei family, the old man still heard of it. ”

Mo Lao said with a smile.

When he mentioned the Ghost Doctor Sect, there was a hint of fear in his eyes, this is a big sect in the martial arts world, with a supreme grandmaster in charge, and he is on one side.

Ghost Doctor, the town school is the ghost doctor thirteen needles, this set of needles can be used to heal the disease, the needle to the disease, has the effect of resurrecting the dead.

It can also be used in battle, with weird, elusive, and unpredictable attacks.

This ghost doctor's thirteen needles, if it is not a descendant who can't cultivate, this person can show it, and he must be the descendant of the ghost doctor's sect.

"Then you're going to stop me?"

Hearing Mo Lao mention the Ghost Doctor's Sect, Fei Zhong frowned, and immediately asked.

"Don't dare, this person offended Fei Shao, even if you don't make a move, I won't let him go. ”

Mo Lao said with a smile.

He is just a congenital peak, and if he doesn't know Fei Zhong's identity, he is not guilty.

Now that I know, if I dare to stop it, it will be against Fei Zhong, against the ghost doctor, and there will be no good fruit to eat.

Any elder from the Ghost Doctor Sect can kill him ten times or eight times.

"Count you as acquaintances. ”

Fei Zhong let out a cold snort in his nose and said in a cold voice.

Mo Lao smiled and immediately got out of the way.

On the stage, Luo Shan thought that a savior had come and could stop Fei Zhong.

Unexpectedly, this person was afraid of the forces behind Fei Zhong, and he didn't even dare to say a cruel word.

"God will kill me!"

Luo Shan's heart was bitter, and he said helplessly.

The rest of the audience was also silent.

After what happened to Fang Cai, they also saw that Fei Zhong and this Mo Lao were both people with great backgrounds, and they were not in the same world as them.

"I'm going to kill you, and no one can stop you. ”

Fei Zhong walked up, stared at Luo Shan coldly and said.

Shout!

With a wave of his big hand, a big palm of true qi appeared, like Mount Tai pressing on the top, and slapped it at Luo Shan.

"Brother Shan!"

Seeing this scene, those companions were stunned and cried out in pain.

Luo Shan looked back, with despair in his eyes, and a hint of inexplicable relief, his mouth squirmed slightly.

Those people were about to stand up, and when they saw Luo Shan's expression, they looked pained and sat back again.

It's a lip language, a warning to them not to be strong.

The three of them clenched their fists, their nails pierced into their palms, and blood fell down, but it was less than one-ten-thousandth of the pain in their hearts.

For ten years, their brothers have been together, experienced a rain of bullets, and escaped death several times, although they are not brothers, they are like brothers and sisters.

was helpless, but he had to watch Luo Shan die on the spot, and there was nothing he could do.

The grief and indignation in my heart longed to die for Luo Shan.

Luo Shan looked at a few people, with a hint of relief on his face, his eyes closed, and he quietly waited for death to come.

"Waste, I lost 50 million, but I still lost to this bastard, and I am innocent of death. ”

Pang Shao's eyes were cold, he glared at Luo Shan, and said secretly in his heart.

Even, deep in his heart, there was an inexplicable expectation that he wanted to witness this bloody scene with his own eyes.

Burst!

Seeing that the attack was about to fall, with a poof, the palm of the True Qi Big Hand let out a muffled snort, which dissipated in the air without a trace.

"Who is it?"

Fei Zhong had a smile on his face.

Suddenly seeing the attack shattered, his smile froze suddenly, and he shouted in a low voice.

Mo Lao also sighed lightly and looked around.

Unexpectedly, in addition to Fei Zhong and him, there was actually a third master hidden in the field.

Seeing the weirdness of the shot, the strength is also at the innate level.