A sword slashed gorgeously, try not to use spiritual power, so as not to be noticed. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoIn the confrontation between Han Fei and the leader just now, Mo Chen had already sensed his gap. When faced with the gap between quantity and quality, the best thing to do is to hide yourself, look for flaws, break them one by one, and then surprise the enemy from behind.

The black figure in the forest is like a ghost, like an assassin in the night, if you can't kill it with one blow, then you may fall into a desperate situation. The invisible blade was a little cold, and even colder was Mo Chen's cheek, a sword slashed across his neck, no blood stained, and he fell before he could breathe.

The red clothes were shocked by a sword, but the person in front of him looked relaxed. Red Sleeves wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and slowly stood up, the sword pointing at him. But the figure of that person appeared in his heart: "Heh, how is it possible, how can he come to save me." "It's a scuffle, but as long as they decide the winner here, then it's over.

"Oh, it's really overwhelming." looked at the two people who were fighting over there, and laughed coldly, "Old man, you can really rest assured." ”

"Qian'er, don't hold it up." Immediately connected with a palm, setting off a strong wave of qi.

"If you don't hold on, will someone come to save you? Is it ridiculous to call that waste to save you? People don't know where to hide. The laughter suddenly changed, and his face changed suddenly, "You are so stubborn, don't blame me for destroying the flowers." ”

"Ghost Slash." With swords in both hands, he slashed flat on the ground, and the huge black long sword slashed towards the waist of the red cloth. The red clothes were startled, it was almost too late to defend, the sword was erected beside him, the spiritual power in his body was difficult to urge, and the spiritual power that was shocked by the blow just now was scattered. Gritted his teeth and closed his eyes.

"Hahahaha." The hideous smile really makes people feel a chill in the back.

With a bang, a golden-white sword light flashed and blocked the blow.

"Go."

Almost ignoring the defense of the attack, Mo Chen used the reverse impact of the spiritual power to allow himself to reach an incredible speed in a short period of time, and at the same time, it was also a great burden on the body. When he opened his eyes, it was really that person in the dazzling white light, and the original resentment in his heart was swept away.

"Who should I be, it turned out to be you, a turtle with a shrunken head, life is comfortable, change one yesterday and change one today." Mo Chen's cheeks didn't have any expression in the mockery, and the killing intent became stronger in the calm.

"You go and help my father." Mo Chen inadvertently said that he missed his mouth, and he didn't notice it, but a smile flashed on his cheeks.

"Yesterday's hatred, today's end." Mo Chen held a jade-white long sword, pulled open the scabbard, and the crimson fire jumped on the blade.

"Hahahaha, a few years ago, you were a piece of trash, a few months ago you were a trash, and today you are still a trash. I'll let you know what the gap is today" A strange black rune appeared on his body as he said silently, and his spiritual power continued to expand seven times, eight times. Mo Chen's face was solemn, knowing that the gap was like a chasm, and he could only rely on his own hole cards to fight hard, and the outcome was still unknown.

The black qi on the sword body was surrounded, and there was a breath of death, like a dead soul roaring, and the voice trembled in Mo Chen's heart. "Something that can touch the soul." A fear and trembling from the depths of the soul, which is the deepest hidden timidity.

"Ahhh Mo Chen roared and resisted the fear in his heart, and the night in front of him appeared in front of him, in the water vapor surrounded by clouds and mist, and he was forced down the cliff. Mo Chen wants to break, break this fear. In the face of Mo Chen, he seemed casual, and his body calmly stepped back with a sword to block Mo Chen's attack, and he saw Mo Chen's fear clearly, and he saw clearly what Mo Chen wanted to see the direction in which Mo Chen was going to attack.

Grabbing the flaw, a blow pierced Mo Chen's left shoulder, and black qi invaded. Mo Chen slashed down with his sword, avoided it as soon as he did, and the sword was also drawn. Mo Chen pressed the wound on his left shoulder, a red flame burned, the sleeves around him were scorched, and the black qi at the wound faded, leaving a bloody scab. Half-kneeling on the ground, sticking a sword into the ground with his right hand, panting: "How can you fight this?" ”

"Hahaha, garbage is garbage, and you can only be as disgusting as a mouse in fear for the rest of your life." With a sword slash, Mo Chen flipped sideways to dodge.

"Mo Chen?" The red-clothed man kicked away the black-clothed man in front of him and rushed towards Mo Chen, but several people rushed up to block the way.

The fear in Mo Chen's heart was infinitely expanded, and there seemed to be a roar of resentful spirits in his ears. "Ahh Mo Chen held his head in his hands and roared, one picture after another flashed, the people he had killed, the people who had died in front of him, the fragments of his memories were now as if they were in the scene.

Suddenly, there was a leisurely flute sound in the forest, and the sound of the flute followed, washing away the dust in Mo Chen's heart like a clear spring.

Yu Nie was also stunned: "Who is giving a?" The sound of the flute can shake people's souls, and the sound of the flute is everywhere, and the direction of the person cannot be determined at all. ”

The sound of the flute gradually stopped. "Sister Yiyi, Mo Chen is fine." Xiao Hei gently tugged at the hem of Rayi's skirt.

Yiyi put down the jade flute, pursed her lips, and touched Xiao Hei's head with a smile: "It's okay, Mo Chen will be fine." ”

Mo Chen's consciousness was restored, and he was even more refreshed, and the flames on the blade of his sword were even more red and hot.

"Oh, another piece of waste, you can't escape until you wait." Of course, I am familiar with the attack method of the same teacher, but the other party is too weak.

"Do you think I'm still the same person I used to be?" In just an instant, Mo Chen came to him, and this terrifying speed also surprised him. Mo Chen held the sword in both hands, and when he was about to touch the sleeve of his coat, his body changed, and his strange speed dodged Mo Chen's attack.

"How is that possible?" Mo Chen immediately turned the direction of the sword and slashed towards his waist.

Its movement was even faster than Mo Chen's thoughts, as if it could foresee Mo Chen's attack. The ghost's figure can calmly dodge Mo Chen's attack every time, and then it is an extremely fast counterattack, and Mo Chen has many scars on his body after one round.

The last sword blade collided, and the spiritual power it burst out completely suppressed Mo Chen, and Mo Chen's figure quickly retreated, widening the distance. "Can you predict my attack?" Mo Chen used his spiritual power, strode forward violently, and when he rushed in front of him, he suddenly disappeared and appeared on the side. Four Mo Chens appeared in four directions, moving rapidly and leaving afterimages, but the spiritual power on the sword was real. "Quartet." Almost indiscriminately slashed at the same time, four long swords burning with red flames, revealing a shocking power.

The black sword wrapped around his body, slashed through the afterimage, and connected it to Mo Chen's chest with one palm. The black qi surrounding his body wrapped around his arm and gathered on his palm.

With a heavy blow, Mo Chen was knocked away again, and a long seal was dragged out on the ground, stabilizing his body and wiping away the black blood stains flowing from the corners of his mouth. The burning of his chest burned the black marks on his chest.

"It turned out to be you." Mo Chen roared, kicked the ground, and the ground collapsed into a pit of charcoal. A blow that leaped into the air, and the blades collided.