Of course, Tengu can be considered one of the most famous yokai in the history of the island nation, but its strength is unknown for the time being.

Mo Xiaochuan tended to think that the other party must be a notch stronger than the Lord of Arakawa.

Not to mention whether this product is the legendary Emperor Chongde, at least Mo Xiaochuan feels that he is also an unlucky master.

First of all, this so-called blessed land, from the very beginning, was a game between heroes and harlows.

Its real target, of course, is Mo Xiaochuan.

But in addition, of course, people from other foreign anomaly organizations were also pitted in as nutrients for the resurrection of the Queen Mother of the West.

After all, no matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat.

Among these people, I'm afraid the most valuable is this tengu.

As it turned out, Tengu didn't have the slightest power to fight back in the face of the harlequin's witchcraft, and knelt directly at the altar.

However, when Mo Xiaochuan finally won the battle against the mysterious female corpse and rescued the tengu by chance, the goods took the initiative to run away.

As a result, he couldn't run far, and he fell into the control of the harlequin again.

It couldn't be more miserable.

Mo Xiaochuan's gaze looked past the tengu to Mo Jingshan behind him, and smiled softly: "That's all you can do?"

After some previous temptation, Mo Xiaochuan already knew that this was not the old guy's body, but a spirit.

He didn't know where the harlequin got it, and he didn't know if the old guy who had lost a spirit was okay, but he decided to get it back first.

So the rest of the process is pretty straightforward.

He needs to kill the hapless tengu in front of him first, and then talk about the harlequin.

From a certain point of view, the harlequin's move is good.

Maybe it was because the other party knew that her witchcraft had little effect on Mo Xiaochuan, so she chose to borrow a knife to kill.

But the question is, is this knife sharp enough?

In this regard, Mo Jingshan, or rather, the harlequin who borrowed a wisp of Mo Jingshan's spirit, replied: "Try it." ”

So Mo Xiaochuan moved.

He picked up the Sunset Bow once more, and placed the bloodied iron spear on the bowstring.

Seeing this, Mo Jingshan smiled contemptuously, while the tengu subconsciously waved the feather fan in his hand.

In an instant, a sharp flute sounded shockingly, like a monstrous wave crashing towards Mo Xiaochuan.

Mo Xiaochuan's arms were as steady as Mount Tai, but he didn't let go of the bowstring for a long time, nor did he take half a step back.

Because he knows that he is not fighting alone.

The sound of the tengu's whistle could not have hurt him in the slightest.

The next moment, a roar that was even more terrifying than the sound of the flute came first, bypassing Mo Xiaochuan and facing the stormy waves.

"Get out of the way!"

The two sound waves collided violently, swinging away layers of invisible energy fluctuations, and immediately shattered the stalactite pillars in the air, just like a sudden stone rain, smashing Trudeau and others with their heads scurrying.

And Mo Xiaochuan still didn't move.

It's just that the blue in the eyes is more and more charming.

Which is stronger, the charm of the nine-tailed fox or the witchcraft of the harlequin?

The latter is undoubtedly the case.

If the two are competing for control in Mo Xiaochuan's mind, Mo Xiaochuan occupies the right time and place, and can turn the other party into scum in seconds.

But if it is a head-on confrontation between the two sides, Mo Xiaochuan has no chance of winning.

However, just because there is no chance of winning does not mean that there is no action.

At this time, Mo Xiaochuan put the battlefield on the body of the tengu, and the front view snatched control of the tengu with the harlequin with the charm of the nine-tailed fox.

As if sensing Mo Xiaochuan's intentions, Mo Jingshan once again showed a slightly sarcastic smile.

But soon, the curvature of the corners of his mouth froze.

Mo Xiaochuan's charm technique is compared to the clown's attainments in witchcraft, which is the legendary little witch.

But all along, his true purpose was not to compete for Tengu's consciousness and body.

A stalagmite as thick as an adult's arm fell from the sky and smashed on the top of Mo Xiaochuan's head, but it was blocked by a delicate round shield, and it immediately fell apart and collapsed into countless pieces of rubble.

The muffled sound was like a thunderbolt exploding in Tengu's brain, causing him to lose his mind in an instant.

So the sound of the flute echoing in the air came to an abrupt end.

A hint of blue flashed in his eyes.

Mo Xiaochuan tried his best, and finally snatched control of Tengu for a moment.

Maybe the next moment will be crushed by the harlequin again.

But what Mo Xiaochuan wanted was this moment.

His fingers let go, and the iron spear whistled through the air with a silver light, piercing Tengu's left chest in an instant, shattering his heart.

This time, even if the other party has thousands of moonlight hidden in his chest, there is no place for it.

And so the battle ended.

It's a bit anticlimactic.

But Mo Xiaochuan's hand holding the sunset bow never let go.

Because the tengu looked down at the bloody hole in his left chest, he did not fall to the ground and die, but let out a terrifying roar from his mouth, and with a flap of wings on his back, he slammed into the air!

What's going on!

Mo Xiaochuan looked at the black light in Mo Jingshan's hand, and knew that it was the other party's witchcraft that saved the flesh of the tengu, turned it into an unwilling soul, and sent a desperate blow.

"Damn it!"

Mo Xiaochuan scolded secretly, knowing that he still underestimated the ability of the leader of the lich group, he immediately erected a tortoiseshell shield in front of him, and the sunset bow in his hand turned into a phoenix feather.

Bright flames rose into the sky, with an inexplicable divine meaning, trying to purify the monster that had fallen into the path of demons into nothingness.

However, what Mo Xiaochuan didn't expect was that Feng Huo would be unable to enter an inch after reaching half a meter in front of the tengu, and the familiar sound of the qin and flute pierced the entire cave again.

There was a wind on the flat ground, mixed with gravel and dust, and it turned into a black dragon and slammed into the tortoiseshell shield fiercely, shaking Mo Xiaochuan's arm, and the whole person took five steps back, which was a little difficult to resist!

It seems that the tengu blessed by the harlequin's witchcraft is stronger than before!

Mo Xiaochuan has never been afraid of dealing with a strong enemy, but in the face of an enemy who can't be killed, and the more he kills, the stronger he gets, it's a little painful.

What's going on?

In this way, the only solution is to find the real body of the harlequin first!

Mo Xiaochuan set his eyes on the stone path where Tengu had escaped before.

But the other party seemed to have already seen through Mo Xiaochuan's intentions, and directly laid layers of wind walls at the entrance of the cave, which was daunting.

In a way, the harlequin's tactics are fully effective.

Mo Xiaochuan can be immune to almost all the abilities of the Great Demon of the Mountains and Seas.

But he is not immune to the tengu's kadokaze.

This trick is much more clever than the original danger.

is also borrowing a knife to kill people, but what is dangerous is a knife that belongs to the same vein of mountains and seas.

Isn't this taking off your pants and farting!

Fortunately, Mo Xiaochuan still has a prison by his side.

"Lao Pu, this dead dog is handed over to you!"

The words fell, but Mo Xiaochuan didn't get a response from Pu Gao, thinking about it carefully, it seems that since the tengu swept the sky, Pu Lao has never made a sound.

Mo Xiaochuan didn't look back, but keenly noticed that Mo Jingshan's other hand had been raised at some point, and it seemed to be wrapped with layers of transparent silk threads.

So Mo Xiaochuan knew that at the same time that Tengu launched a surprise attack on him, the clown bypassed him and directly attacked Pu Lao!

The situation is not good.

Mo Xiaochuan tried to open his mouth to devour Gangfeng, but he was not a girl after all, he did not have an immeasurable belly, and that wind seemed to be endless.

You can't fight a protracted war!

There was a hint of determination in Mo Xiaochuan's eyes, and he was ready to throw away the tortoiseshell shield and fight hard.

However, it was at this time that a brilliant rainbow suddenly appeared between Mo Xiaochuan and Tengu, as if a beautiful arch bridge had been erected.

A shadow leaped high from under the bridge, splashed nine points of water out of thin air, and jumped over the rainbow bridge from the sky in a flawless manner.

Then the shadow metamorphosed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Its body grew with the wind, but in an instant, it exceeded 100 meters, the golden scale armor was shining, the sharp claws and teeth were in full swing, and the eyes of the world looked down on all beings, and the hot air erupted from the snort seemed to be able to burn away all the uncleanness in the world.

A golden dragon appeared on the battlefield.

Then, probably out of habit, the dragon swung its tail with a beautiful dragon and slapped it directly on the head of the tengu, causing its neck to turn 1,800 degrees in place like a twisted flower......