Mo Zhitao took out his mobile phone and saw that it was a call from Xiangran. "Hey, is it Brother Xiangran?" Mo Zhitao said.

"Zhitao, I heard that the people from the Poison River Valley are coming to deal with you?" Xiang Ran was worried about the authentic.

"Well, but I'm not afraid, don't worry." Mo Zhitao said with a smile.

"Zhitao, I'm sorry, I have so many brothers, my martial arts have just been upgraded to the seventh level, and our Ten Thousand Swords Gang can't afford to provoke the Poison River Valley at all." Xiang Ran was embarrassed.

Mo Zhitao said: "Brother Xiangran, don't say that, even if you come over, I won't let you help." Poison River Valley is no better than other sects, and I am very grateful that you can make this call. ”

"Then be careful." Xiang Ran said.

Mo Zhitao just hung up his mobile phone, and another call came in, and he saw that it was Liu Yanxue calling. "Hey." Mo Zhitao said. "I thought you were mad at me and wouldn't call me?"

"I originally wanted to bring someone over to help you, but Elder Taishang refused, she said that I can't ignore the other sisters, so I'm sorry, I can't go over to help you." Liu Yanxue is authentic.

"It's okay, I'm going to die tonight anyway, and you can't help me if you come over." Mo Zhitao's heart suddenly moved, and he wanted to test Liu Yanxue's thoughts about him.

At that time, when he rescued Liu Yanxue in Wenguang Province, everyone was a little ambiguous. But for so long, Liu Yanxue has been cold to him, so he doesn't have any excessive thoughts.

Last time, he deliberately talked to Liu Yanxue intimately, and Liu Yanxue hung up his phone directly, but now Liu Yanxue called again to apologize, and he couldn't figure out what Liu Yanxue was thinking.

"You, is there anything you haven't done yet? Sue me and see if I can help you. Liu Yanxue said.

"Well, I've been wondering if you like me even the slightest." Mo Zhitao asked.

"I, I don't like you." Liu Yanxue hesitated and replied.

Mo Zhitao said helplessly: "I know this, so I just ask, it's so sad, I'm going to die tonight, and I can't get your like." ”

As Mo Zhitao finished speaking, Liu Yanxue stopped talking, and Mo Zhitao listened for a while, but he didn't hear Liu Yanxue speak. "Are you gone? Goodbye. Mo Zhitao is about to hang up his phone.

"I'm still here." Liu Yanxue's voice suddenly appeared on the phone. "If you don't die, I'll probably like you."

Mo Zhitao was overjoyed, and when he wanted to say something, the call on his mobile phone was hung up.

Could it be that Liu Yanxue likes me? Mo Zhitao was overjoyed, if he could be liked by this proud and cold woman, it would be a great blessing for a man.

The night is getting darker and darker, and today is the sixteenth and fifteenth of the lunar calendar. There is a large and round moon hanging in the sky, and the bright moonlight is sprinkled on the ground, which makes people feel comfortable.

However, Mo Zhitao and the others were not comfortable. It is now more than eight o'clock in the evening, and the people from the Poison River Valley have not come over, but Mo Zhitao has no luck mentality, although the other party has not come over, but the most important promise on the rivers and lakes. The poisonous young man has spoken, and they will definitely come.

At nine o'clock, the old man on the roof suddenly shouted, "It's coming." Although the voice was not loud, it could reach Mo Zhitao's ears.

"Toot," a hurried alarm sounded, and the people in the villa flew out one after another.

Because of the attack of the strong enemy, Mo Zhitao did not let any lights be turned on, because everyone is a master, and it is not much different whether there is a light or not.

"Whoosh." More than a dozen figures flew in outside, and the people in front of them were poisonous.

Mo Zhitao saw that the poison was coming, and he also flew forward. As Mo Zhitao's figure fell to the ground, figures appeared one after another behind him. In this one, there were more than 40 people.

"Mo Zhitao, it's not bad that you have these masters." The poisonous young man stood there and sneered.

"Hmph, anyway, we prepared for the worst today, to see if you have the ability to kill us." Mo Zhitao looked at the dozen or so people who were poisonous, and he was also relieved.

There should still be a battle to be fought tonight, with more than 40 people against more than a dozen people.

"Really? Do you think you forty or so are our opponents? "Poison Shao said coldly.

"Don't you know, everyone will know when you call." Mo Zhitao said. Then Mo Zhitao whispered to the old man Qing who had already flown down: "Old man Qing, you find an eighth-level master to fight, and I will deal with the poisonous young man." ”

"Yes." Old man Qing nodded.

Mu Ming looked at the humanity in the Poison River Valley in front of him: "Zhitao, I'll take some people to deal with an eighth-level master, Meijing, Miao Miao Wuhua and others will deal with an eighth-level master, we should be able to deal with them." ”

"Yes." Mo Zhitao nodded. "Everyone be careful, if the situation is not right, enter the formation, I have already activated the formation just now."

"Okay." Mu Ming bowed slightly.

The poisonous young man seemed to see Mo Zhitao's thoughts, and he smiled: "Mo Zhitao, no one will help you, you are these people, you are going to be finished." ”

"Poison is less, don't brag, you have the ability to let the horse come." Mo Zhitao said confidently.

"You think I'm one of these people?" Poison Shao suddenly sneered.

Mo Zhitao was shocked, he stared at Poison Shaodao and said, "Do you still have a helper?" ”

"Of course, you Mo Zhitao have so many enemies, as long as I raise my arms and shout, many people will come to kill you." Poison Shao raised his hand as he spoke, and more than a dozen masked black-clothed people flew behind him.

The figures of those men in black were very fast, and they fell to the right side of the poisonous young man in the blink of an eye.

"You deal with Mo Zhitao's other subordinates, Mo Zhitao and that eighth-level master will be dealt with by us." The poison is less humane to the black man in front.

"Yes." Humane in black.

"Master, the situation is not good, we miscalculated, they have other helpers, everyone be careful." Mo Zhitao saw that Poison Shao actually called more than a dozen masters, he was shocked, now the number of everyone is about the same, and there are many masters on the side of the Poison River Valley, they are not opponents.

"Up, kill them." Poison Shao shouted.

With the shout of the poisonous youth, the people here immediately rushed towards Mo Zhitao and them.

Mo Zhitao stepped on the ground with both feet, and his body rushed towards the poisonous young man like an arrow off the string.

"Come on, Mo Zhitao, I'll let you know the consequences of offending our Poison River Valley." When the poison saw Mo Zhitao rushing over, he didn't dodge, but instead greeted Mo Zhitao.

I saw that the poisonous fist slammed towards Mo Zhitao with a strong wind blade, and with a "snap", Mo Zhitao felt a powerful energy rushing over in front of him. With all his strength, he was still beaten backwards by the energy.

"Dangdangdang." Mo Zhitao kept retreating backwards, and he took more than a dozen steps back.

"You were poisoned by me in the morning, and nothing happened?" Poison Shao looked at Mo Zhitao in surprise.

When he was in the villa in the provincial capital, the poisonous young man deliberately poisoned Mo Zhitao. He knew that Mo Zhitao's medical skills were good, even if he could dissolve his own poison, Mo Zhitao should have a lot of internal force loss.

But just now, Poison Shao made a move with Mo Zhitao, and Mo Zhitao was able to barely block this offensive. Could it be that Mo Zhitao's martial arts strength has reached level eight? No, this Mo Zhitao really can't stay, if it takes a few more years, who else in the world can kill Mo Zhitao?

Thinking of this, the poisonous young man roared angrily, he stepped forward, and with a wave of his two hands, two wind blades rushed out from his palms and shot towards Mo Zhitao.

Just now, Mo Zhitao made a move with Poison Shao, and he tried out that Poison Shao's martial arts were still above Liutian's sword. Fortunately, he also practiced hard during this time, and his strength improved a lot. Even if he is not an opponent with less poison, he can hold on for a certain amount of time.

But the brothers next to them are not good, they are not opponents of the enemy at all. Thinking of this, Mo Zhitao was anxious, he shouted, stepped squarely, did not flinch, and rushed directly towards the poisonous Shao.

The last thing Mo Zhitao is afraid of is to hit hard, come on, let the attack be more violent.

"Boom!"

This time, Mo Zhitao was beaten back by the attack of the poisonous young man and took more than a dozen steps back, but Mo Zhitao just rubbed his chest and continued to rush towards the poisonous young man.

Damn, this Mo Zhitao is really good at fighting! It was rare to see that Mo Zhitao could fight him so strongly, and he was secretly surprised. Legend has it that Mo Zhitao has a thousand-year-old soft armor on his body, it seems that there is nothing wrong, it is a good thing.

Poison Shao made a third move with Mo Zhitao, and this time, Poison Shao used ten percent of his internal force, and Mo Zhitao was beaten upside down and flew out.

"Pounce." Mo Zhitao spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face became a little hideous.

"Hahaha, Mo Zhitao, you're going to be finished this time, right?" Poison Shao straightened his back and smiled happily.

Mo Zhitao didn't speak, he turned his head to look at the situation in the villa. Old Man Qing fought fiercely with an eighth-level master, and he couldn't spare his hand to help others, while Mu Ming, Yu Meijing and the others were beaten back by those two eighth-level masters. The other brothers were no match for the enemy, and some were wounded and fell to the ground, and if they continued like this, they would surely die.

"Brothers, Yin and Yang kill." Mo Zhitao shouted.

Actual combat can stimulate people's fighting arena and improve people's martial arts, so Mo Zhitao doesn't want to miss such a good opportunity. He first let his brothers fight with the enemy first, and then use yin and yang to kill when everyone is unable to defeat.

"Kill!" Lin Zhenqiang and the others shouted loudly, and they all reached out and took out the yin and yang killing.

"Whoosh." The Yin and Yang killing was really powerful, and under Lin Zhenqiang's launch, those enemies who wanted to rush over were beaten back more than ten meters.

However, the enemy's martial arts are strong, and they are basically seventh-level masters, and after they retreat, they use their palm blades to kill the yin and yang and fly out.

Although these hidden weapons are very valuable, they don't have time to feel distressed, as long as they save everyone's lives, the money can still be earned in the future.

"Hmph, it's just a little secret weapon, it's not a big deal." The two eighth-level masters who were fighting with Mu Ming snorted coldly, and then they swirled their hands, and a powerful qi blade immediately rose in front of them, quickly forming an atmospheric vortex.

The whirlpool made a loud whirring sound, rolling up the leaves and sand and gravel beside it.

When Lin Zhenqiang and the others shot at those enemies, the two or eighth-level masters pushed hard, and those qi vortices rushed towards Lin Zhenqiang and them.