"Izanagi?"

Swinging his sword to block the blade that came from behind, Mo Ye's indifferent face rippled.

Whether it was the earlier piercing fist or Fang Cai's piercing sword, whether it was visually or in terms of feel, Mo Ye could feel their reality.

That's right, Mo Ye can be sure that his fist pierced the opponent's chest, and he can also be sure that his sword has slashed under the opponent's ribs, and the vibration of the opponent's heart and the tremor of the muscles are still on Mo Ye's fist and sword.

However, at this moment, Ma Ye, who fought fiercely with Mo Ye again, clearly did not have a trace of scars on his body.

His sword turned into a storm again, making Mo Xie have to resist with his concentration.

This is not normal, and in the face of such an abnormal situation, Mo Ye immediately thought of that word.

'Izanagi', a secret technique depicted in manga of an island nation, obliterates the fact of one's own death by sacrificing the light of one of its own eyes - to put it simply, losing one eye and then resurrecting it in place.

"Izanagi, your ancestor, this is the Tao!

Ma Ye, who was wielding the sword in his hand like a wind, actually had time to distract himself from speaking, which made a flaw in his moves again.

"Poof!"

This time, the sword in Mo Ye's hand directly slashed through Ma Ye's neck.

"Poof!"

The expected scene of blood splattering did not appear, the blade slashed, and no one slowly fell down holding their necks.

"Whew!"

The strong wind struck from behind again, like a reincarnation that kept repeating itself, only this time Mo Xie did not choose to turn around and block.

After two violent collisions with Ma Ye's magic weapon, the Huolin Sword was already a little overwhelmed.

Moreover, if you always stage the same routine, you will get bored with both the protagonist and the supporting role.

Mo Xie lowered his head and rushed directly into the sea of fire.

"The ground moves!"

The sword that stabbed in the air was inserted into the ground by Ma Ye's backhand, and he was not in a hurry to chase Mo Ye but temporarily stood in place, chanting words in his mouth.

There was no longer a shirt left on his upper body, and the smocks, robes, and underwear were all scattered on the ground.

He didn't pick them up, he didn't get clothes from anywhere else to put them on, he knew that this time he was not meeting a fleshy foot, but an opponent who was really capable of threatening his life.

"Up!"

It only took two seconds for the spell to be recited, and with a flick of Ma Ye's wrist, the sword broke through the ground, and a crack extended from where the sword was drawn, chasing straight in the direction where Mo Xie retreated.

"Whew!"

The wind rises, the sand and gravel surge, the wind and sand are everywhere, and the flames retreat.

"Huh?"

Mo Ye, who was constantly changing his body in the sea of fire, keenly noticed this scene, and he suddenly realized that he seemed to have made a tactical mistake - to fight at a distance from a monk.

But at this moment, the distance has been widened, and Ma Ye has that kind of Dao technique similar to the effect of 'Izanagi', even if Mo Ye can hit the opponent's vital point in melee combat, it is estimated that it will be neutralized.

Mo Xie could see that this monk was running to waste his time and slow him down.

Mo Xie has 'woken up', and since he has woken up, then he will not obey Ma Ye's wishes.

Aren't you trying to hold me back?

I won't let you get your wish!

As soon as he thought of this, Mo Xie ignored the wind and sand behind him, and his whole body flew through the sea of fire and galloped towards the top of the mountain.

He hoped that during the time he was tripped by Ma Ye, Zhang Hao on the top of the mountain had not had time to slip away.

"Zhang Hao!"

Mo Ye roared, like a wild wolf with green eyes glowing.

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"It's over!"

Although modern equipment is not enough to allow Zhang Hao to gain insight into everything above and below the mountain, the movement between Mo Ye and Ma Ye is too big, as long as he is not a blind man, he will never fail to see the phantom of the Qilin Jade Green Dragon.

The moment the Qilin Phantom appeared, he felt half of the sky fall.

He had seen Ma Ye perform this kind of Dao method, but just at a glance, he lowered his noble head to Ma Ye.

However, Mo Xie also performed such a Dao method, and immediately he 'understood' -

Mo Ye turned out to be a cultivator too!

it!

Don't bring such a playful person!

How noble the identity of a cultivator is, like a petty official of Zhang Hao's level, the other party can kill ten or eight by blowing a breath.

This is by no means an exaggeration, the aura on the earth today has been scarce to a certain level, and those who can become cultivators in such an environment must have the support of some behemoth behind them.

Taoism can't scare Zhang Hao, what scares him is the identity of 'cultivator'.

You say that you are a cultivator, don't you say anything about it?

Zhang Hao swore that if he had known Mo Ye's identity as a 'cultivator' early on, let alone paying attention to the land and demolishing the orphanage, he wouldn't even dare to say a word of disrespect about the orphanage.

That's right, Mo Xie is wanted by the whole country, but the fact that he has been able to live so far is actually a subtle indication that the forces behind him will not be uprooted in the short term, and even if that level of power declines, it is still very easy and pleasant to kill a local police officer.

However, after knowing Mo Xie's identity as a 'cultivator' at this moment, he was not completely desperate.

The sky that belongs to him has only collapsed halfway, Mo Ye is a cultivator, Ma Ye is also a cultivator, Mo Ye released the Qilin Phantom, and Ma Ye also summoned the Qinglong Phantom.

The dragon has always been the most famous totem in the civilization of the Celestial Dynasty, and the length, volume, and momentum of the green dragon summoned by Ma Ye are all above the unicorn phantom - although Zhang Hao, a mortal, has a very strong subjective emotion in his understanding and judgment of 'momentum'.

He prayed that Ma Ye was strong enough, and he prayed that Mo Ye was strong and strong.

He knew Mo Ye's age, and he felt that the elder should be stronger than the hairy boy on the way to cultivation.

So he still has half of the sky still intact.

Therefore, he can still stand on the top of the mountain and organize his subordinates to call the nearby air base, and use all kinds of connections to spread the news of Mo Xie here.

So he hadn't made up his mind to brave the fire and rush down the mountain and escape.

The blue dragon phantom and the unicorn phantom in the sky quickly collided together.

The green dragon collapsed, and the unicorn turned into the sea of fire, which seemed to be a lose-lose situation, and Zhang Hao breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this.

"This Mo Ye is younger in the end, Ma Ye should be able to take care of him. ”

With this in mind, he remained on the hill and waited for reinforcements that the military had promised to arrive within fifteen minutes.