Those twenty or so trap beasts. It doesn't look like it's as powerful as the trap beasts just now. They were only more than one person tall, and as the four words of the invincibility of the ink were shouted, almost all of the ink masters who were fighting in the field threw their bodies to the ground desperately.

Before those masked people and the younger brothers of the Sky Wolf Society could react, those trap beasts revealed their hideous weapons. Where they should have been shoulders, bodies, and mouths, all of them showed pinholes as big as bowls.

Whoosh ......

Flying needles continued to shoot out of those pinholes like a torrential rain.

More than twenty trap beasts can almost envelop the open space in front of this hall.

The fastest to rush are those with monster masks, and bear the brunt.

Although they held the war knives in their hands and kept shifting, some of those flying needles were fired upwards, so that they would be thrown from above, some were fired directly at them, and some were directly aimed at their legs or even their knees, which can be said to be a three-dimensional attack in the upper, middle and lower directions.

How can a war knife, even if it dances into a flower, be able to stop it?

Puff puff......

The four little brothers wearing monster masks blocked in front of their companions the moment the trap beast was revealed, and immediately, their bodies trembled! A Sen Leng steel needle, which was fifteen or sixteen centimeters long, was inserted into their bodies.

Moreover, the penetration of these steel needles is far beyond their imagination.

It would have been better if he had been shot in the arm or something, but two of the younger brothers were shot in the eye, and one was shot in the throat, and they were about to fall to the ground directly, obviously lifeless.

The rest of the people, although they have the cover of their companions, are still inevitably hit in their arms and legs.

However, this did not make the men retreat, only to see several masked men in the back lift the bodies of their comrades in front of them who were about to fall, trying to get them to block the steel needles for themselves, and they took the opportunity to rush forward.

With a distance of less than ten meters, they only need a few steps to rush through.

However, they immediately paid the price for their stupidity. Because, after not rushing a few steps, two younger brothers snorted and fell to the ground again.

", it's poisonous!" The person with the largest monster mask on his face scolded in a low voice: "Withdraw!" ”

casually grabbed a junior brother of the Sky Wolf Society, blocked in front of him, and flew backwards.

When he retreated to a safe position, he was shocked to find that the little brother of the Heavenly Wolf Society who was holding in his hand was already dark, with blood at the corner of his mouth, and he couldn't die anymore!

And the heavy damage brought by this round of organs far exceeded his estimates. There were only two of his men left. He was convulsing and fell to the ground, as if he couldn't survive.

The squad of ten men had no more than two or three people killed in the fierce fighting, but under this hateful trap, six or seven had fallen. The last two also died of poisoning!

The people on the side of the Sky Wolf Society were almost wiped out. In addition to being shot to death by a steel needle, there is also a part of it that was caught by the masked man and used as a shield!

On the masked man's side, a total of four teams joined the fight just now, and the remaining three teams, although there were fewer casualties, but together, at least six people were killed and twelve or thirteen were injured.

It is equivalent to saying that there are four teams, and three are lost!

"What a powerful trap beast, such a powerful scheming, so ruthless and poisonous!" The man with the dragon head mask narrowed his eyes slightly. A cold voice came out from under the mask.

These trap beasts are actually not stronger than the steel guards just now, they can't move, they lack no protection, if the Mo family uses them with the steel guards at the beginning, it will cause a little casualties to the Sky Wolf Society at most.

But the Mo family waited until now to use it, not only did it deal a blow to the Heavenly Wolf Society, but even his people followed suit.

The death of nearly 30 people was undoubtedly a loss that was almost heartbreaking for him who took the route of an elite soldier and a strong general.

In the eyes of the dragon head mask man, a cold and rich killing intent flashed: "It seems that these trap beasts are specially prepared for me!" However, if you think that just a dead thing can stop me, then it is too much to underestimate Young Master Ben! ”

"Ah Xian, Ah Demon, you lead people to attack from the side. Ghost, you take people down from the roof. These traps have dead ends, remember, don't destroy them all, keep two! ”

"Yes!" The three people who were named immediately took action. Ah Xian, the man who wore the mask of an immortal, three of his men were killed and two were wounded, and there were five people who still had the strength to fight at this time.

He took five people, grabbed two more junior brothers of the Heavenly Wolf Society, and forced the other party to follow him with a knife.

More than twenty ink artists stood up again, walked to the door, and formed the last line of defense with Xingmo. Although they had a long-agreed code, they were still counterattacked and trampled by the Sky Wolf Society, or the masked people, and they were mistakenly hit by poisonous needles, and paid a lot of casualties.

Fortunately, their enemies suffered three, four, or even five times as many casualties as them, so that their sacrifices were not in vain!

A look of regret flashed in Mo Baishan's eyes, but it was immediately replaced by a more powerful battle intent! Sure enough, the trap beast still can't inflict fatal damage on those masked men! But so what?

He walked over to the wall next to him and picked up a black war knife that was hanging. The family heirloom Mozi Sword has been given to Mo Yuxin, and now his war knife is made by the top ink craftsmen in this generation of ink master guilds, and the materials used are mined from the cold iron of the deep sea, extraterrestrial meteorite, although it is not a peerless good knife, but it is also extremely sharp!

Mo Baishan held a knife in one hand and stood proudly: "The great head is in this body, who will take it?!" ”

The cold voice quietly spread outside, revealing a free and wild contempt for life and death.

He was answered with screams and loud noises. Those trap beasts began to be destroyed, and Mo Baishan's eyes couldn't help but flash a trace of bitterness. In the first half of his life, there was no quarrel in the world, and he just wanted to inherit the Mohist idea of love and non-aggression, and carry it forward, but he ignored the mastery of power.

There is an ink guild, if he has a little bit of a fierce heart, not to mention anything else, just the news of the agency is enough to keep the ink garden solid. How can it be like today? The number of ink heroes in the entire Ink Warrior Guild is only six hundred, and those who have the power to fight are only four hundred!

Bang bang bang!

There are constant trap beasts falling, but the price paid by the masked man is not small. At least five more fell to the ground, and two more were injured. In the case of such a poisonous needle, injuries and deaths are basically not far apart.

"Kill!"

The mask man's final charge finally began, and the forty or so Xingmo and Yuemo who were blocking the door, although they knew that they had lost the upper hand, they still raised the pitch-black war knife in their hands without hesitation and began to resist.

The man with the monster mask is really angry. Ten of his men were killed and wounded. This is a great disgrace. Therefore, he was the first to lead people and rushed up, and the two hammers as big as blue balls in his hands were gently handed over, and two Xingmo junior brothers vomited blood and flew upside down, falling to the ground fiercely.

He caught a glimpse of Mobai Mountain, and immediately roared: "Kill!" ”

The sledgehammer in his hand came out of his hand, like a meteor, smashing fiercely towards Mobai Mountain.

At this time, Mo Dong, who was still kneeling there, didn't know if he didn't see it, or didn't react, one by one he still lowered his head and sledgehammer, and in a blink of an eye, he came to the front of Mobai Mountain.

Mo Baishan frowned, and just as he was about to dodge, a voice of vicissitudes sounded: "Hurt my young master, have you asked the old slave!?" ”

As he spoke, a withered arm stretched out towards the sledgehammer. The solid sledgehammer that weighed forty or fifty pounds, coupled with the power of the man with the monster mask, I am afraid that it would have to be thousands of pounds.

However, when it fell into this dry hand, it only shook slightly, and the cold hammer stopped alive when it was still about twenty or thirty centimeters away from Mobai Mountain.

Mo Baishan's eyes were slightly stunned, he looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief, and muttered, "Dongbo? ”

It is the old housekeeper of the Mo family, Dongbo!

It's just that at this time, Dongbo's body is no longer rickety, but quite straight. His temples are still so white, and there are even patches of old age spots on his face, however, his eyes gradually reveal a compelling look, and the whole person is like a war knife, full of fierce and terrifying momentum.

He didn't look back, but just said in a slightly hoarse voice: "Young master, sit down, and after the old slave sends these rats away, I will accompany you to drink tea!" ”

After speaking, he took the sledgehammer and rushed directly to the door! The agility of his movements is far beyond that of those well-trained stars!

The mighty tiger is dying of old age, but as long as the fighting spirit is still there, he can still be the king!

Two people with little ghost masks immediately stopped one left and one right, and the two war knives, like two knives and a long rainbow, with a terrible roar, slashed towards Dong Bo's head!

Just by looking at the power of this knife, you can know that their skills are no worse than the main attack of Rimo!

Dongbo's eyes showed a burning look. How long has it been since you touched someone? It's been about forty or fifty years! Perhaps, people in the world have forgotten that the Mo family still has a Dongbo.

However, people in the future will remember it!

Dongbo threw himself forward and leaned back violently, and in an instant, his body was almost parallel to the ground. The two knives fell into the air, and the sledgehammer in his hand had unceremoniously slapped on the stomach of a masked man.

The violent force directly blasted the opponent upside down, and the entire abdomen was estimated to have been smashed. And his other hand had unceremoniously smashed between the legs of the other masked man.

The boy jumped on the spot, and as the masked man, the first one to scream, jumped on the spot twice, and then fell headlong on the goo.

Dongbo's moment had already smashed his balls directly.

Dongbo, who got up again, did not look like a seventy or eighty-year-old man at all, but more like a fierce tiger descending from the mountain.

However, I don't know if he reacted a little slower, or if his body was indeed not as good as before, when the masked man was slapped out, Dongbo's shoulder was also scratched by the other party, bringing up a knife more than half a foot long.

Dongbo's brows twisted slightly, and the sledgehammer in his hand came out of his hand and smashed directly at the monster mask man, the person who threw the sledgehammer out just now.

Although the masked man was dealing with Xingmo, his eyes had been staring at each other since Dongbo made a move.

At this time, he snorted coldly, raised his body back, raised his hand to grab the hammer, and as a result, he was shaken twice by the power on the hammer.

Dongbo had already approached him, and a black war knife came out of nowhere, dripping and spinning, and wiped it over his shoulder. The monster masked man snorted, and his body tried his best to dodge, but he was still brought out with a bloody color, and he was actually injured!

But Dong Bo was not determined to be in him, the old man was holding the black war knife, and he had already caught a glimpse of Mo Yangfeng standing not far from the dragon head mask man, at this time, he went straight to him and killed him, he didn't care about the tough enemies with masks around!