"Boom. Qingling gritted her teeth and stood there tightly, desperately blocking Mo Huasong's attack.

Qingling suppressed Mo Huasong's attack, but his whole body sank to the ground.

The ground is made of solid bluestone, even if it is hit with a palm, if it is not a strong person, it will not be broken at all.

But it was this bluestone that broke directly, and Qingling fell into more than a meter, revealing only the upper half of his body.

At this time, Qingling was choked enough, and even he didn't expect it to be like this.

Strong, Mo Batian is too strong, he can't parry.

Qingling couldn't care about his face anymore, and hurriedly shouted outside: "Come and help me quickly, if you don't come to save me, I'm going to be finished." ”

With Qingling's call, many masters flew over here.

But how could Mo Huasong let go of Qingling? I saw a flash of white light, and the sword spirit shot into his body, and then exploded.

"Ahh Qingling screamed, and then fell limply.

At this time, he couldn't resist anymore, so he had to let Mo Huasong kill him.

Those Yuanying strength masters flew over, and Mo Huasong immediately took out a five-grade attack rune and threw it over.

"Oh, don't. When those enemies saw the five-rank attack rune, they hurriedly turned around and flew back.

But where did they escape? In an instant, they were killed by the runes.

In a moment, Mo Huasong killed more than a dozen Yuanying strength masters.

"Young master, let's go to the king's side. Yi'er suddenly flashed in front of Mo Huasong.

Mo Huasong nodded and said, "Okay, let's kill him, we can't let him go." ”

With Liu Lanxi's help, Mo Huasong was also secretly relieved, thinking that he would rush over quickly and destroy the other party.

In this case, how could Mo Huasong let the king go?" "Lan Xi, you are in charge of this side, and I will kill the king." ”

"Good. Liu Lanxi nodded, turned around and went over there to kill.

Since Liu Lanxi and they have a lot of attack runes, what can those enemies resist?

I saw that there were enemies falling over there, and they were afraid.

And Liu Lanxi also took out the five-grade attack rune, specifically looking for those Yuanying strength masters.

Those masters of Yuanying's strength can be said to be bitter, they didn't expect it to be like this.

If this continues, they will definitely be killed. Therefore, they can't control it so much, so it's better to run away quickly.

Seeing that their side had the upper hand, the Eighth Lord became more and more excited. "Hahaha, it's so cool, no one can compare to us, we are about to win. Brothers, everyone, rush. ”

Seeing that the Eighth Prince's subordinates were about to win, of course they were happy, and they all went to the front as if they had been beaten with chicken blood.

When the king saw Mo Huasong coming, he was so frightened that he hurriedly shouted, "Come back quickly, we will retreat to the palace first." ”

You must know that there are arrays of organs in the palace, and it is not Mo Batian that they can kill him if they want to.

But Mo Huasong would let them escape, just in an instant, Mo Huasong and they came to the front.

And Yi'er is like entering a no-man's land, and those enemies who want to stop are all killed by her.

That short knife is very terrifying, just a slight movement can kill someone else.

At this time, a black shadow flew towards this side, straight to Mo Huasong's front door.

When Mo Huasong saw the other party's attack, his heart sank, that person's attack was still above Qingling's strength.

Mo Huasong fought with Qingling just now, and he borrowed the power of the sword spirit to kill Qingling.

And this black shadow is terrifying.

"Boom. ”

Mo Huasong attacked with the other party, and the powerful force made Mo Huasong take three steps back, while the other party took a step back.

"Mo Batian, your strength is also so strong?" the black shadow said coldly.

"Demon Knife, don't tell Mo Batianduo to kill him. The king cried out loudly when he saw the shadow strike.

When the eighth prince over there heard the king say this, he was shocked, and hurriedly shouted, "What, he is the magic sword?"

At this time, the black shadow appeared, a dark and thin old man, who looked very inconspicuous.

"Do you know what the price of calling me to strike, King?" asked the Magic Knife coldly.

"I know, now I can't take care of so much, you kill Mo Batian and them, and I will give you those resources. The king cried out in distress.

Those resources are very precious, if they are given the magic knife, they will go back ten years in the future.

In the past ten years, they can't afford to be bullish.

But there was no way, if he didn't ask the magic knife to make a move, they would be doomed.

"Okay, that's a deal. The Magic Knife smirked.

I saw him walking towards Mo Huasong: "Mo Batian, you are not my opponent, let's obediently tie up your hands." ”

Mo Huasong sneered: "Really, then come on, let me see if you have this ability." ”

After speaking, Mo Huasong rushed towards the magic knife.

Mo Huasong saw that the magic knife did not use a weapon, and he did not use it either, but directly attacked the opponent with his fist.

"Boom, boom. ”

Those attacks were terrifying, and Mo Huasong was constantly repulsed.

In this case, the magic knife became more and more proud: "Hahaha, Mo Batian, you see my strength now, right?

At this time, Mo Huasong had already shed a lot of blood from the attack, but he still had a smile on his face. "It's so cool, I haven't found this kind of fighting feeling in a long time. Thank you, Magic Knife. ”

Mo Huasong's current strength is eight turns to build nine layers, and he is about to break through.

But it's not easy to break through to the ninth turn, and you still need an opportunity.

Now this magic knife is fighting with Mo Huasong, and it happens to be his whetstone.

In this case, how could Mo Huasong let it go?

"Kill. Mo Huasong shouted and continued to rush towards the magic knife.

Yi'er and they saw Mo Huasong's bloody scene, and their hearts were very painful.

But there was no way, Mo Huasong told them not to make a move, he wanted to break through.

As a result, after Mo Huasong fought desperately with the magic knife, his strength increased rapidly.

Mo Huasong is also a person who has eaten a lot of resources, and he is about to fight like this, refining all the medicine in his body.

I saw Mo Huasong eat a large handful of pills again, and then attack the magic knife again.

The magic knife couldn't help frowning secretly when he saw that Mo Huasong, who was already injured and was about to die, still attacking him.

How could this be? Mo Batian hadn't died yet, how could he still attack himself?

However, the magic knife is not worried, as long as he attacks a few more times, Mo Batian will definitely be finished.

Hahaha, Mo Batian, I am already the strength of the late Yuan Infant, how can a person of your strength resist it?

"Look at the move. The magic knife shouted, and his right hand turned into a giant fist and blasted towards Mo Huasong.