Obscure Min was seriously wounded and was about to die. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info but this unyielding man, even if he has his last breath left, he is not willing to kill the enemy, and vows to fight to the end.

His deathbed was so brave that hundreds of thousands of people in the Condor team all let out thunderous cheers with tears in their eyes. Even Jiang Nanjun never expected that this person was about to die, and he could still use all his strength to fight the enemy so tenaciously.

If he insists on fighting like this, maybe he can really fight his way out and escape back to his team? This is Jiang Nanjun's expectation, and he is also like a ghostly district, holding on to the luck mentality, shouting and cheering for Hao Min.

Unfortunately, Obscurity's bravery lasted less than a minute, and the situation was reversed again. Mo Zhi couldn't escape the siege of the sword light, so he simply gave up the move, jumped out of the circle of light drawn by the broken sword, and stood still.

Although the others did not move, their eyes were even busier, and two faint green lights forced their eyes into the obscure and blood-blurred eyes.

"Oh no! that evil wolf is using demon magic again!" the Condor team exclaimed in unison, and everyone leaned forward, but their feet did not dare to leave the ground.

Obscure and sensitive is a demon, as a soldier, although he will not be good at using witchcraft to control the enemy, with the sense of light, he can judge the other party's intentions.

Feeling the green light in his eyes, he knew that something was wrong, and wanted to dodge sideways, but only in the middle of breathing, his feet lost strength, and the hand of the sword danced was also soft and drooping, allowing the broken sword to slip from his hand, through the clouds, and fall straight into the ocean below.

Losing the sword is just the beginning, Mo Zhi wants to control him, he doesn't have to continue to use the steel fork that replaces the wolf's claw, just shoot out a green light, which can make him unable to move, and quickly drain his whole body strength. Not only that, but immediately after, he felt as if a mountain was pressing on his shoulders, and he couldn't bear this huge pressure, and even his throat was tightened, he couldn't moan, his facial expression was distorted by extreme pain, and he involuntarily squatted down.

Mo Zhi's face has also been distorted to the point that he can't see its original shape, but his distortion comes from the pleasure of bloody slaughter.

He grinned, stepped in his iron boots and walked up to Obscurity, coldly raising the steel fork and plunging it over his head without mercy.

"N--stop!"

The cloud battlefield was already boiling, hundreds of thousands of people were shouting wildly, but they were powerless to stop it, they could only stare at the bloody eyes, stretch their arms horizontally, and make the gesture of "don't act rashly".

And he himself, who was not killed by a single blow, after the steel fork was inserted into the skull, it cut his body from top to bottom like a see-saw, little by little. Mo Zhi watched him breathe, and his body split in two, fell to the sides, and laughed with satisfaction.

The wolf army not only kills people, but also is so frenzied, in the face of this tragic scene, the battlefield is quiet again. People no longer shout, but only brew hatred in their hearts, waiting for the moment to explode, and to treat these inhumane and heinous beasts in their own way.

The angel soldiers under the command of Obscure Min could not continue to witness the tragic death of the boss, and they all turned their heads and wept silently. They expected the Ghost Alliance Master to quickly give the order to beat the war drums, so that they could rush out again to avenge him, but the drum was slow to sound.

Jiang Nanjun wanted to raise his right hand, but he trembled uncontrollably. With the sword on his waist, he felt the huge anger of his master, and he continued to tremble and let out a dragon groan. He has never been shocked by everything, and it is difficult for him to keep his face unchanged when his comrades died so tragically in front of him. In grief and indignation, he was about to draw his sword out of its sheath and run into the battle, slashing his hand.

However, at the moment of his impulsiveness, Mo Zhi also let out a miserable scream, and when he raised his eyes to look again, blood gushed out on that hideous and terrifying face, and a deep wound crossed his eyes, and he was also blinded by others, and his eyes could no longer emit green light.