Liang Mo dipped a sword on the head of the tiger head Zhan gold gun, twisted his waist, and was as gentle as a woman, and pushed the tiger head Zhan gold gun aside, and then dragged and sticked, and actually sent it to the front of Ming Hongdao, and collided with it fiercely, making a crisp impact sound.

Take advantage of it!

Chang Yuchun couldn't dodge, and was slashed on the tip of the gun by Dongfang Shuo, the strong knife risked his wrist to shatter, and the tiger's mouth exploded in an instant, and the blood flowed This Ming Hong knife is in Dongfang Shuo's hand, it is a killing knife, and the violent strength on it alone is not something that ordinary people can resist. If it weren't for the fact that Chang Yuchun was born as a military general and had good strength, this knife would have been enough to cost him half his life.

"Zhenye Eight Desolations!" Dongfang Shuo didn't pay attention to Chang Yuchun's injury, and the Minghong knife in his hand immediately slashed towards Liang Mo, quite like he didn't want to say that he would not give up. It's not Dongfang Shuo's murderous nature, after all, this battle is not only about winning or losing, but also about life and death, the life and death of people in the world.

He Dongfang Shuo is no better than other mortals, he is an immortal. Previously, in order to protect himself, he had been living in seclusion here. At this time, he felt the call of Emperor Haotian and knew that Emperor Haotian's arrangements had already begun, and he had to get out of here, otherwise everything would likely get out of Emperor Haotian's control, causing immeasurable consequences.

That's life and death in the two worlds!

As for the others, he didn't know why this Chang Yuchun and the borrowed monk went out, and he didn't want to know.

It's just that he has to get out of here!

This knife is unstoppable.

Liang Mo tightly covered the wound under his ribs with his left hand, staring at Dongfang Shuo who was chasing. This time he didn't know what to do, the pain in his soul made it difficult for him to lift his sword, and he had done his best to hold the Seven Star Dragon Yuan and not let it fall to the ground. If you want to raise your sword and fight again, it is really difficult, even if you can exert your combat effectiveness, it is not satisfactory.

But what could he do if he didn't lift the sword?

"You look a little troublesome. Liang Mo suddenly stretched out a hand behind him, grabbed the Seven Star Dragon Yuan in his hand together, and handed it to the Ming Hong Knife.

Dark.

"Heh, you're not much better. Liang Mo chuckled, but didn't look back, his eyes locked on the Ming Hong knife, and he didn't dare to relax at all.

Pick, retreat, flash, all in one go.

Liang Mo looked at the Ming who came forward and wanted to get up to stop him, but the heart-rending pain under his ribs made him have to stop his movements and collapse to the ground. If such a wound was placed in the past, it would not be worth mentioning at all, and it would only take a moment for him to recover such a wound with his cultivation, even if he was attached to the opponent's aura, it would be impossible for him to completely lose his combat effectiveness.

But now, he's just an ordinary person.

"It seems that I haven't seen what weapon the Styx use?" Liang Mo looked at the appearance of the Stygian carrying the Seven-Star Dragon Yuan, and he still looked like a swordsman, and he was in a trance for a while. Although he had fought side by side with Hades before, Hades had always conjured various weapons with Samadhi True Fire, and it seemed that he had not been able to see his true natal weapons.

"It's unfortunate that I'll have some swords, sticks, guns and halberds. "Ming carried the seven-star dragon abyss and blocked Dongfang Shuo's face. Liang Mo looked back at the three people who had stopped him before, but they had already fallen to the ground, and they had lost the breath of life. Killing three people without a sound is really a bit terrifying.

But Liang Mo still has no confidence in him.

The Minghong Sword in the other party's hand is an ancient artifact, although it should have no weapon spirit after arriving in the mountain city, but it is one with the Xuanyuan Sword in terms of material, far surpassing the Seven Star Dragon Yuan. Moreover, this Dongfang Shuo is also a generation of geniuses, and his swordsmanship attainments are not under his own swordsmanship attainments, and it is difficult to get benefits in his hands against him.

"Don't think about it, I want to leave too, but unfortunately I can't. Shen shrugged his shoulders, and with a flip sword, he snatched away the Minghong knife that Dongfang Shuo had slashed from the bottom up.

"This?" Liang Mo looked at this move, and the whole person was stunned. This move is similar to his previous borrowing of the fog, which is to use the skillful grasp of power to pull the opponent's power aside. However, when he used the mist before, he still needed to bear part of the opponent's power, but the sword move of the underworld skillfully caught the opponent's power and was not affected by it at all.

"The way of yin and yang in Tai Chi is a good skill. Dongfang Shuo, who missed the sword, was also a little surprised, but this did not affect him in the slightest to send the Ming Hong Sword to the front of the underworld, "It's the first time to fight an opponent like you, I'm very pleased." ”

"Zhenye Four Seas. Dongfang Shuo's knife speed gradually increased, and one knife after another became faster and faster, with heavy ups and downs, hitting directly towards the underworld. Although the swordsmanship of the Ming is very exquisite, every time he avoids Dongfang Shuo's blade, he is extremely careful, especially after the fourth sword, the speed of the Ming has begun to fail to keep up with Dongfang Shuo's speed, and the flaws have become more and more obvious.

This violent sword technique turned out to be in the hands of someone like Dongfang Shuo, which is really shocking.

"You're too slow!" Dongfang Shuo slashed back proudly, followed by another slash, straight to the chest. Although he admired the swordsmanship of the underworld, it was impossible for the meditation to "eat all over the world with one move" with such a simple move. Moreover, he can't afford to delay, he must do it quickly.

"For thousands of years, you were the first person to say I was slow. Ming sneered, and the Seven-Star Dragon Yuan Sword in his hand was still unhurriedly touching the Ming Hong Sword. Although the Ming said it easily, Liang Mo could see on the side that it was not easy for the Ming to take this knife, and the Ming Hong knife was only one line away from cutting his chest, and when the next knife was gone, he didn't know if he could avoid it.

Oh no.

"It's over......" Ming looked at the slash and hurriedly stopped the Seven Star Dragon Yuan in front of him to minimize the damage he received. But Dongfang Shuo's strength was not like this, and his body flew out like a kite with a broken string in an instant, and fell heavily into the distance.

Blood spilled from his mouth and nose, wetting the robes in front of him.

The black robes were darkened by the blood, and the smell of death spread over them.

Another knife and chased after him.

Shen struggled for a moment, not knowing if he wanted to say something, the blood in his throat blocked all his words in his throat, and not a single syllable could come out. This knife had already broken his heart, and now he had successfully become the same lamb to the slaughter as Liang Mo, and he could only lie on the ground in suffocation and wait for death to come.

Oh, it's over.