"Huh? What kind of body protection skills have you practiced to withstand my attacks? Hua Shao looked at Mo Zhitao's chest strangely, there was only a blood mark there, and it did not appear to be broken in half as he expected.

Mo Zhitao stared at Hua Shao tightly, this lewd thief is not simple, his martial arts are obviously above him. However, he has the ability of the King Kong Dragon Snake, is he still afraid of this flower?

Mo Zhitao has already made up his mind, he wants to fight hard with Hua Shao, and when everyone is about the same, he will use the life-killing needle again, and he will lose less flowers in one fell swoop, which can be regarded as eliminating harm for the people.

As for killing Hua Shao to get a martial arts bounty of 10 million, Mo Zhitao doesn't care about this. What he wants is not to let the Zhenhai gang destroy Miè, and not let Lin Zhenqiang and them have an accident.

So, Mo Zhitao roared and smiled, and then his eyes suddenly surged with a strong battle intent, and the incomparably powerful internal force suddenly surged out of his body, and immediately the surrounding wind was whirring, and those energies turned into a terrifying dragon shadow.

Hua Shao's face was gloomy, he glanced at Mo Zhitao's actions, and also understood that although Mo Zhitao's martial arts were level three, he could compete with a sixth-level martial arts master like him, which showed that he was powerful.

So, Hua Shao's footsteps suddenly stepped forward, and his steps suddenly became weird, although he seemed to be walking, his figure was light and fluttering, and his feet didn't seem to touch the ground.

The pace was weird, and Hua Shao's body appeared in front of Mo Zhitao with a twist, only to see his eyes sharp, the white fan in his hand swaying hard, and the violent energy condensed crazily, faintly, there was an extremely sharp fluctuation emanating from it.

"Kill"

Hua Shao's eyes were cold, and the white fan waved suddenly, the air seemed to be torn apart at this moment, and the dragon shadow above was directly torn out of a hole of several meters by the living air. What's worse is that the fan blade then rushed to disperse the dragon shadow energy, and then slammed towards Mo Zhitao.

Mo Zhitao saw that his flying dragon palm fifth form was cracked, he gritted his teeth, did not dodge, he rushed directly towards Hua Shao. "Pop", the unfortunate fan blade hit Mo Zhitao's body, making a terrible sound.

"Zhitao (Boss)." Ki Na and Lin Zhenqiang screamed in panic. They felt the horror of Hua Shao's attack, and the martial arts of the sixth-level master were simply described as terrifying, even if Mo Zhitao's body was strong, they were afraid that Mo Zhitao would not be able to withstand it.

Mo Zhitao's body trembled, and he felt the power of the attack like a thousand catties. However, he still did not let up, and continued to shoot towards Hua Shao.

Flying Dragon Palm Sixth Style Mo Zhitao took a deep breath, he was going to be desperate, he used all his strength to urge the terrifying moves. Immediately, a six-meter-long dragon shadow appeared, and Mu Ming's eyes showed a look of surprise.

Mu Ming had heard Mo Zhitao say that he could use the sixth form of the Flying Dragon Palm, although he knew that Mo Zhitao would not lie to him, but he still had some doubts in his heart. Now, he finally saw Mo Zhitao use the sixth form of the Flying Dragon Palm.

Demon, Mo Zhitao is a demon, Mu Ming shouted in his heart. Only he knew the power of the sixth form of the Flying Dragon Palm, and he didn't have the ability to use it, but he had seen the previous sect master use it before, and that kind of power was very terrifying, and the lethality was also very strong.

Although Mo Zhitao's strength has not been reached, and now he is overloaded with the sixth form, and his power is greatly reduced, but it is also the color of the heavens and the earth, and the wind and clouds are changing. If it weren't for Mu Ming's assassination as soon as he was the master of the Yin Yang Sect at that time, his martial arts might have reached the sixth or even seventh level.

Over the years, it has been a miracle that he has been able to suppress the injuries in his body without dying. Not to mention his martial arts enhancement. Therefore, for more than twenty years, Kiena's martial arts have not been promoted to the sixth level, and he is still hovering in the fifth level.

Is he a member of the Yin-Yang Gate? Hua Shao's eyes showed surprise. Hmph, if it was before, Hua Shao was still afraid of the Yin-Yang Gate, but the Yin-Yang Gate was no longer a threat, it had been largely destroyed, and the remaining small shrimp and small fish were not to be feared.

And he killed Mo Zhitao and these people today, how could there be news of it? Thinking of this, Hua Shao disagreed.

So, Hua Shao's white fan waved again, and the energy gushing out this time was several times that of before, and now that Hua Shao used eighty percent of his internal force, he didn't believe that Mo Zhitao's body was strong and could withstand his strong attack this time.

A big fan shadow appeared in front of the "Xiu" flower, and the fan was more than a zhang wide. Under its heavy fan, the dragon shadow in the air gradually dissipated. "Smack," the fan shadow slapped on Mo Zhitao's body, and there was a loud noise.

Even the iron door of the nearby shop was broken by the residual strength of the fan shadow, and it was very powerful. The people nearby think that Mo Zhitao is going to be finished this time, unless Mo Zhitao is the body of King Kong, is it possible? Mo Zhitao is just a weak person with a third-level martial arts.

Mo Zhitao was hit by a powerful fan shadow, he retreated for more than 20 meters, and finally hit the window wall behind him before stopping. "Pounce" Mo Zhitao could no longer suppress the blood in the depths of his throat, and a stream of blood spurted out.

However, Mo Zhitao pressed the ground hard, and his whole body bounced up from the ground, and he glared at Hua Shao, preparing for the next round of attacks.

"Hahaha, this time Mo Zhitao is finished, he is just a third-level martial arts person, no matter how powerful he is, he can't beat the sixth-level Hua Shao," Zou Wei'an exclaimed excitedly.

"This Mo Zhitao has a very strong heart, and when he is repeatedly attacked, he still stands up and attacks like Xiaoqiang." Still sighed softly, "Xiao Wei, if Mo Zhitao doesn't die today, you must not regard him as an enemy." ”

"Cut, Mo Zhitao is definitely dead, if he doesn't die this time, of course I won't mess with him." Zou Wei'an nodded, if Mo Zhitao could escape in the hands of Hua Shao, a sixth-level martial arts master, he would definitely not dare to provoke Mo Zhitao, after all, his martial arts were also third-level, and compared with sixth-level martial arts people, he couldn't even compare to ants.

Hua Shao saw that Mo Zhitao could still stand up and glare at him, and he couldn't help but wonder, "Hey, you can still fight?" It seems that the force I used just now was a bit small, and I won't keep my hand this time, and you definitely won't be able to get up.

When the words fell, Hua Shao's eyes really showed ruthlessness. He had been looking down on Mo Zhitao just now, thinking that he could beat Mo Zhitao to death just by using eighty percent of his internal force. But he didn't expect Mo Zhitao to stand up and fight, which was too much of a slap in the face.

"Huh," Hua Shao's white fan was raised again, this time, Hua Shao used ten percent of his internal force, and he seemed to be shrouded in fan shadows all around. The whirring sound, like a typhoon of magnitude twelve, blew everything around it into the air.

"Go" Hua Shao waved his right hand, and the shadow went towards Mo Zhitao fiercely and furiously.

Mo Zhitao looked at this terrible attack, although the fan shadow had not yet reached his side, his body had been blown and bulging, and his hair had become straight. Mo Zhitao also knew that with his current strength, he would definitely not be able to beat Hua Shao.

Therefore, he had to spend hard time with Hua Shao, and when Hua Shao was tired, he used a life-killing needle to kill him. A person as strong as Hua Shao, with a fan in his hand, Mo Zhitao didn't dare to take Hua Shao's life 100%.

Judging from the situation just now, Mo Zhitao knew that the white fan in Hua Shao's hand was not an ordinary thing, if it was just an ordinary paper fan, it would be broken by those energies in the morning, not to mention that it could swing such a terrifying fan shadow attack.

Therefore, Mo Zhitao only used the fifth form of the Flying Dragon Palm this time, and he wanted to keep some internal force to protect his body. After all, this attack may also hit him, and he has to protect himself.

"Boom," Mo Zhitao's attack was confronted by the fan shadow, the fan shadow was too strong, and Mo Zhitao was hit again and flew out. "Smack," Mo Zhitao fell to the ground, he spat out a mouthful of blood, staining the ground next to him red.

"Boss, you go first, leave us alone, and you will avenge us then." Lin Zhenqiang couldn't help but cry out in pain when he looked at Mo Zhitao's miserable appearance, he knew that with Mo Zhitao's current ability, it was not very difficult to leave here.

Mo Zhitao took a deep breath, and he staggered up from the ground, "Joke, when did I Mo Zhitao stop wanting a brother?" We are brothers, if we want to die, we will die together, and I, Mo Zhitao, will never leave my brother behind. ”

After speaking, Mo Zhitao clenched his hands, and the true qi in his body surged out, and he wanted to attack Hua Shao again.

Hua Shao couldn't help but be stunned when he saw that Mo Zhitao could still condense his true qi to fight him. "Damn, you're not dead yet? You're still not human, are you? ”

Hua Shao knew how strong he was in that move just now, even if a sixth-level martial artist was hit by him, he would definitely die, why didn't Mo Zhitao die?

"Come on, less flowers, I'll fight with you. Even if you can kill me, I'll hurt you just as well. After speaking, Mo Zhitao rushed towards Hua Shao, and this time, Mo Zhitao used hundreds of fists.

Now he and Hua Shao are working hard, and this kind of Baijia Boxing, which is fused with the martial arts of the outside family and the inner family, may be more powerful. As Mo Zhitao's body erupted again, a powerful fist blade blasted towards Hua Shao.

"Damn, I don't believe I can't kill you." Hua Shao was also on fire, he exerted ten percent of his internal force, and with a wave of the white fan, the terrifying fan shadow appeared again, and then he slammed towards Mo Zhitao.

"Boom" everyone's hearts jumped again, even if this kind of attack hits them, they will turn into meat sauce. Mo Zhitao has been beaten so many times in a row, this time it's already over, right?

As the dust flew over there, Mo Zhitao fell to the ground again, because it was dark night, and everyone didn't see how Mo Zhitao was. But it was only a moment before Mo Zhitao stood up from the ground again.

At this time, Mo Zhitao's clothes were stained with a lot of blood, and he glared at Hua Shao angrily, "Hua Shao, come again, is your strength like this?" You haven't beaten me to death yet" After speaking, Mo Zhitao walked towards Hua Shao again.

Lin Zhenqiang's eyes were red, and Mo Zhitao's play stimulated their nerves. Lin Zhenqiang shouted, "Brothers, we fought with them, kill one more one, we will wait for the boss on Huangquan Road first." ”

"Kill," Liang Yelong roared, and then rushed towards those Iron Sand Gangs in a desperate manner. With their uprising, the Iron Sands were beaten back. Although Liang Yelong and the others suffered a lot of injuries, they were fearless and continued to rush towards these Iron Sand Gangs.