Shan Nanxing's face was like gold in an instant, since his debut, he had never had such a battle, no one had ever relied on his flesh fist alone to compete with his sword gang, there was no dodge, only one punch came.

The sword shattered.

The way of the sword is ethereal, he still has the strength to spare, and there are thousands of sword moves, but at this moment, there is a rumble in his ears again: "Die!" ”

His heart tightened violently, and as far as he could see, the black white who was carrying his sword hard, the corners of his mouth were already bleeding, but his expression was becoming more and more crazy, a pair of rolled up sleeves were not seen at the shoulders, and the wounds on his arms that were slid by the sword gang were dense, and between the flesh and blood, the muscles and veins that burst out like swimming dragons became more and more terrifying.

I saw that Mo Bai was obviously injured, but he didn't take half a step back, but the golden light on his fist became more and more gorgeous, and the whole person was like a lion descending from the mountain, and he struck again with a violent punch.

There is a great power, I can't say it, maybe only when you see the tiger open its mouth and pounce, you can feel that the most terrifying thing at that moment is not the imminent death, but the breath you feel at the moment before you die, how terrifying it can be.

Shan Nanxing is a great grandmaster, of course, he will not be scared to death, but the strong numbness of his face makes him subconsciously choose to retreat.

This may also be the difference between kendo and boxing.

The sword is lightweight, not close!

Shan Nanxing didn't have the strength to think at this moment, and he didn't have time to observe the Zhong Gang on Mo Bai's fist, which was actually shattered.

Maybe he will take out another sword, and Mo Bai's pair of flesh fists will not be able to collide with the blade of the sword no matter what.

However, he finally retreated.

At the moment when he was about to pull away from the distance, the corners of his mouth were bloody, and his chest, which was already still, jumped again, and the only trace of vigilance in his eyes completely turned into coldness.

Facing Shan Nanxing, who had already jumped up and leaned back, at this moment, Mo Bai didn't care what direction the sect masters of that boat were in, whether they made a move towards him.

At this moment, there was only one person in his eyes, Shan Nanxing.

"Run? If this king wants to kill someone, who dares to run? Who can run! Mo Bai suddenly stopped, and his strange figure leaned back slightly for a moment, and at the same time, a wild roar turned into a sound wave and attacked Shan Nanxing.

This voice seemed to turn his cruelty into substance, and it rushed straight into Shan Nanxing's heart with great oppression.

As soon as the voice entered his ears, Shan Nanxing's face became more and more pale, not only deterred by coercion, but also angry and going crazy, Lao Tzu played with swords, if he didn't retreat, would he not be able to wait for you to catch up and compete with you?

But after Mo Bai only paused for a moment and leaned back, his fists suddenly shook, his fists opened suddenly, and instantly turned into sharp claws, his fists were high and low, and then his chest seemed to be violently shocked by the greatest magnitude.

"Bang!" This heartbeat was like thunder, and there was a kind of magic that was terrifying, as if after a sound, everyone who heard it slowed down their breathing.

At this beat, Mo Bai stood up again, and his figure was even far beyond the previous one, like a sharp arrow shooting straight into the sky, smashing hard at Shan Nanxing, who was cutting his heels and slashing down, and his body had fallen diagonally and retreated.

"Not good! It's so fast! Shan Nanxing's eyes froze in an instant, and a sword took off again, but it was too late, his body was retreating, unable to take root, even if Jian Gang looked still terrifying, but in fact, it was obviously far from enough to deal with an existence like Mo Bai.

In an instant, an inexplicable remorse flashed in his heart, he shouldn't retreat!

But it's too late, as the saying goes, blessings are incomparable, disasters are not one-way, he didn't have time to have other ideas, and suddenly heard a roar in his ears: "Roar......"

This roar made Shan Nanxing's sword gang tremble fiercely and almost disperse.

In fact, not only him, but everyone was at this moment, and it was difficult to calm down, and their minds involuntarily paused for half a beat.

But everyone present, there is only one focus in their eyes at this moment.

In the vast whistling sound, under a golden light, a vast giant tiger did not know whether it descended from the ancient flood on the top of Mo Bai's head, between his fists.

As soon as the giant tiger appeared, it roared, and Shan Nanxing was all dead at that time, and the long sword in his hand actually came out of his hand like Mo Bai earlier, shooting directly at the tiger.

Then, he wanted to take advantage of the moment when the flying sword came to twist his body to dodge.

However, his sword could not deal with this tiger, only against the person who manipulated it.

That's right, his sword did hurt people, but what he didn't expect was how resolute Mo Bai's murderous heart was, so the time this sword gave him was only enough for him to turn sideways.

The long sword entered the body from the side of his waist, Mo Bai did not take a step back, and he did not say a word, only a cold word bloomed in his mouth: "Kill!" ”

The tiger suddenly turned its head sideways, and a pair of golden fierce rays suddenly shot on Shan Nanxing's body, accompanied by the black white figure, the tiger shape roared again, and the two front legs stepped down with a bang!

The violent aura that attacked from his side, Shan Nanxing knew the threat of life and death without looking, he didn't think about blocking it, the sword was gone, how to block it.

He could only flee and call for help.

Liu Shiyuan, at a glance, he shot straight at the direction where Liu Shiyuan was, his eyes were red and full of fear and unwillingness, and he roared: "Brother Liu, save me ......"

"Boom!" Along with his voice, there was a loud bang.

The golden light retracted, and the voice subsided.

"Poof......" A blood-vomiting sound, accompanied by a faint breath in the sea breeze.

Shan Nanxing's chest exploded, but he thought about it with his hands, but in the end he didn't do it, he just used all his strength to raise his head and look at Mo Bai, who was slowly pulling out the long sword from his waist and casually tapping it a few times on his body.

He glanced at Mo Bai, and then his dim gaze fell on the long sword that Mo Bai had drawn.

At this glance, maybe no one will ever know what he is thinking, maybe only Mo Bai can guess, and he may regret it in his eyes.

Regret should not be returned! regretted that he shouldn't have taken off the long sword, regretted that he didn't rush up at the beginning, and finally fell into the trap of Mo Bai, giving him a chance to turn the tables.

The corners of his mouth were slightly open, but only blood flowed out, and there was no sound.

"Poof!" He was weak and fell to the ground.

His eyes were still rolling, and he finally looked at Chen Feixian's corpse not far away, staring at the corpse, he actually tried to make a smile.

Even though the smile seemed vague, I just didn't know what he was laughing at.

Finally, with his last breath, he turned his head sideways and looked in one direction.

Liu Shiyuan!

That's right, he finally looked at Liu Shiyuan, and he couldn't tell the meaning in his dim eyes.

But he seemed to exert all his strength, and at last he said hoarsely, "You...... Hurry up ......"

It's a pity that Liu Shiyuan's face was pale, and his eyes flickered, and he turned his head to avoid his gaze.

Shan Nanxing tried to look at the others again, but it was useless, and everyone didn't dare to look at him.

Even the people who went up the mountain thought he was holding him accountable for why he didn't save him.

Shan Nanxing died with his eyes open, and he didn't blink his eyes!

Two dead people, one living man.

Mo Bai's heartbeat finally calmed down, and his face gradually seemed to be slowly turning to normal.

He gasped for heavy breath and glanced down at his chest, which seemed to be a little empty and lacking some kind of look.

"Hurt ...... It's too heavy! His lips twitched, but he didn't make a sound.

He raised his head again and glanced at the remaining forty people.

Really, with such a lineup, the world can go.

This is not the dozens of grandmasters of Zhuyemen, even if they may not all be the strong players of Chang Kun's generation, but they are definitely all famous, and none of them are weak.

Bamboo Leaf Gate is not all martial arts masters, and here, all of them.

The battle of Zhuyemen, to be honest, is not as dangerous as today's two battles,

Thankfully, he had finally killed the two most threatening men, and he was still standing.

In this vast sea, after the two battles of Mo and Bai, he looked at the rest, but saw that the atmosphere was dull, and his eyes finally stayed on Liu Shiyuan.

Liu Shiyuan's eyes flickered, his body moved slightly, and he quietly joined everyone.

At this time, no one secretly laughed at him anymore, and at this moment, they had been shocked by Mo Bai's strength, even if there were so many people left, the fear in their hearts really existed.

Some people's eyes have begun to wander around!

"This is the Daomen!" Mo Bai stretched out his hand to wipe the blood on the corner of his mouth, but his hands were already full of blood, the more he rubbed it, the redder it became, the red seeped people, his voice seemed to lack middle energy, but the words were enough to make people unbearable: "Vulnerable Daomen!" ”

After saying that, he raised his steps, not fast, step by step, and pressed towards Liu Shiyuan and the group of grandmasters.

Everyone's faces are constantly changing, but there is no way, above this sea, there is no place to run.

The atmosphere was so tense that it skyrocketed, and under the decisive death, it could only fight.

At this time, some people may think so when they say anything like suing for peace, but no one dares to be the first to speak.

It's not that I'm afraid of being embarrassed, but it's impossible to do this, Shangqing Mountain has killed two giants, Mo Bai is gone, and they can't go back.

This is also the reason why Mo Bai never thought of a little luck, maybe when there are only a few people left, he will pass this catastrophe.

The breath was already a little insufficient, Mo Bai didn't stop, and while walking, he took out a gift of medicine pill from his arms and took it, and he didn't know when there was an extra golden needle in his hand.

It's just that in the depths of his eyes, there is a rare struggle at this moment.

If this needle goes down, he really doesn't know if he can hold on.

Chen Feixian and Shan Nanxing's strength has exceeded his expectations, even if he is step-by-step and attack-oriented, he has dragged himself to this point.

The injury was not light in the past few days, and it hurt the vitality, so that the strength to support it was not enough after all.

But in fact, the difference is not big, it is the peak state, in the face of these people, I am afraid that it will not be much better, and it will be forced to a desperate situation.

In the end, the strength of the Ming Wangfu is not enough, the Daomen has a thousand-year heritage, and with his own strength, he is not able to catch it after all.

raised his hand, and the depths of his eyes became indifferent, not fast, but he steadily inserted the golden needle towards a node directly above his heart.