Chapter 872 (Supplement) It's Ah Xian!
Thinking like this, Han Wei suddenly understood, and he suddenly leaped up from the ground, flying straight in the direction of Demon Jiuxi with a majestic momentum.
When Mo Feng's gaze swept over Han Wei's movements, he also jumped up from the ground and slammed straight into Han Wei.
Han Wei used his spiritual power to stretch out his palms, and he faced Ji Mo Feng who rushed towards him with four palms.
There was an eerie killing intent between the eyebrows of the two, one was the profound spiritual power of the ninth-order god monarch, and the other was the magic power of the six-winged black vein, after the two forces collided unceremoniously, I saw a stream of black blood flowing from the corner of Jimo Feng's mouth, and Han Wei was no better, although he did not vomit blood, but looking at his distorted face, he also knew that he must be uncomfortable now.
Mo Jiuxi looked at the air worriedly, but because she was worried about the blood, she had no way to distract herself to help Ji Mo Feng.
"I'm really fine, I'll return to the Dragon Ring when I find an opportunity in a while, anyway, in such a crowded situation, you can't use me." Bloody rubbed Demon Jiuxi's fluffy hair, and smiled at her with a reassuring smile.
Mo Jiuxi sighed deeply: "Then don't get involved anymore, go and stay aside." ”
In order to make Mo Jiuxi no longer worry, the blood demon could only nod in agreement, then covered his shoulders, flew off and landed on his toes, and jumped to the open space that was not affected by the battle.
Mo Jiuxi handed over all the soldiers below to Mo Tianqi and Peony, and Jin Yao and Hu Ke were entangled.
She clenched the Soul Refining Silk and suddenly leaped up, just staying in the air behind Han Wei.
After Ji Mo Feng's afterglow saw Mo Jiuxi, he immediately resisted the urge to vomit blood, and quietly began to gradually withdraw the magic power in his palm.
Han Wei was concentrating on dealing with Ji Mo Feng, and he didn't realize that there was another person behind him.
Mo Jiuxi took a deep breath, the soul refining silk in her hand consciously wrapped around her wrist, the dark purple magic power in the dantian began to work slowly, and her mind silently recited the mantra of the "Heavenly Demon Technique", and her palms began to make random gestures in the air, driving circles of purple gas.
More and more purple magic power gathered in her palm, and when she was about to get rid of it, Mo Jiuxi and Jimo Feng looked at each other silently. The two of them are like old friends for many years, and they know what each other is thinking just by a glance.
Han Wei felt a creep behind him, and when he subconsciously wanted to look back, he felt that Ji Mo Feng, who was confronting him, suddenly withdrew his strength, causing the strong spiritual power he had output to suddenly fall into the air.
At the moment when Han Wei wanted to adjust his spiritual power, Mo Jiuxi blasted all the dark purple magic power in his hand towards Han Wei's back.
"Boom!" A loud bang exploded in the air.
Ji Mo Feng was swept away by this huge wave of energy, and he had already suffered some internal injuries in the process of confronting Han Wei just now, and after being swept out by the aftermath of Demon Jiuxi's use at this moment, he suddenly spurted out a mouthful of black blood in the air.
Purple magic slammed into Han Wei's back unsuspectingly, causing him to slam into the ground.
The ground was suddenly smashed into a huge crater, and countless dust was raised around it.
Mo Jiuxi exhaled a breath of turbid air and slowly descended from the air to the ground, staring at the middle-aged man in the pit with inexplicable meaning.
"Damn it!" Hu Ke hurriedly glanced at the side that made a loud noise, and when he saw Han Wei smashing straight into the ground, he couldn't calm down anymore.
But because of this moment's uncalmness, he was sneak attacked by Jin Yao's samadhi true fire.
"Shhh...... Ah......" Rao is Hu Ke, who has a tough personality, was burned to the arm by the true fire of Samadhi, and he still grinned and screamed.
"Actually...... Divine fire! Hu Ke's eyes narrowed in disbelief, fortunately the small flame just now only scratched his arm, not somewhere else, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to save his life even if he had no way to recover today.
"Damn! Han Wei, that bastard! Hu Ke's brain turned a few times, and he immediately scolded calmly. He had never heard of that divine beast being able to possess samadhi true fire, shouldn't this be the fire that only the ancient divine beast fire qilin deserved? Han Wei's goods are simply unreliable, he has imprisoned people for two years, and he has not figured out the true identity of others, and he is also drunk.
"Ahem, cough, ahem, ahem......" Han Wei, who was knocked to the ground, coughed lightly in the smoke and gunpowder, and he slowly got up from the dirt pit, his whole face was as gloomy as it was.
Mo Jiuxi saw that Han Wei actually stood up so quickly, and his heart was immediately broken, he didn't expect that the trick that had been brewing for so long would be useless at all.
At this time, the soldiers in the courtyard had been cleaned up by Peony and Demon Tianqi, and they walked to Mo Jiuxi's side, looking at the murderous back in the dust with solemn eyes.
"Do you have a chance of winning?" After two years of precipitation, the peony has become very stable.
Mo Jiuxi shook his head: "No! The Ninth-Order Divine Monarch is very strong! ”
"What should I do? Run? Peony asked with a frown.
Mo Jiuxi bit his lower lip and nodded: "Is there any other way?" ”
Mo Tianqi interjected at this time: "What stands under our feet is his territory, where can we run?" ”
Mo Jiuxi sighed, this was also what she was worried about, it was because her feet were the territory of the White Dragon Lord that she didn't dare to act rashly. But now they have torn their faces, either fighting to the end, or running away.
The former certainly won't work, the latter barely works, but a good strategy has to be thought of to do it.
"Tianqi, you go and help Jimo Feng over, he has internal injuries." Mo Jiuxi whispered to Mo Tianqi on the side.
"You ...... Very good! Hehehe...... "The dust around Han Wei gradually dissipated, the clothes on his body had turned into beggar's clothes, and the hairpin on his head was no longer neat, but there was not the slightest scar on his body. It seems that this trick is also useless, I feel that the movement is quite large, but the actual damage value to Han Wei is very low.
Mo Jiuxi swallowed her saliva, her eyes looked at Han Wei uncertainly, she was not afraid in her heart was fake, in the face of the Ninth Order Divine Monarch, how could she really be fearless!
"Stomp trample ......" Just when Mo Jiuxi and the others didn't know what to do, suddenly there was a sound of horses' hooves from afar.
The familiar aura wafted into the divine sense, and a happy expression suddenly flashed on Mo Jiuxi's face: "Ah Xian! It's Ah Xian here! ”
I didn't know where Ah Xian had gone before, and I thought he was locked up by Han Wei, but I didn't expect him to appear at such a critical juncture, and I suddenly felt like he was walking into the battlefield with a halo.
Han Wei frowned tightly, it seemed that Han Shaoxian's arrival was not very happy for him.