"Hurry up and take the prince first!"

Liu Hua and the officials drew their swords one after another, dived down, and stopped the opponent's first wave of impulse.

However, before Ye Qiange and Mo Mo rushed towards Fengshan, they saw that more than 20 people had already been killed.

"He Yu, protect the prince, I'll go and meet them for a while!" With a flash of sword light, Mo Mo had already flown up, blocking more than 20 lives.

The other party is a good player in the rivers and lakes, and he is well versed in the art of fighting, even in the face of strong enemies.

Mo Mo suddenly entered the flock like a tiger, the sword flew over, turning into a virtual shadow, and people continued to scream and fall, and in an instant, he killed five people.

"Shadowless Sword, you are a member of the Sword Sect!" Some people were shocked and forced to retreat again and again by Mo Mo's fierce swordsmanship.

Mo Mo sneered: "Hmph, whoever said that he could know the Shadowless Sword Technique is a member of the Sword Sect!" ”

The man listened, "You're from there!" ”

Mo Mo was noncommittal, and with a slash of the sword in his hand, a strong qi wrapped the sword body like substance.

"Less nonsense, kill!"

"Stick your hands on the idea, let's do it together!"

Shadowless swordsmanship, come and go without a trace, swordsmanship is weird and changeable, one move and one style, like a snake spitting letters, all attacking the key points.

The remaining dozen or so people used all their strength, flying and jumping, constantly shuttling between the bamboos, looking for flaws and constantly attacking and killing, but none of them fought Mo Mo head-on!

"Hmph, carving insect skills!" Mo Mo was annoyed, the other party didn't fight him head-on, just to consume his internal strength.

The corners of his mouth hooked, his body turned into a stream, the sword light suddenly became great, and the strength rippled in the air, and where the ripples passed, the bamboo willows broke and fell in pieces.

Several killers didn't take advantage of it for a while, and they were swept by the sword light and flew out, with a cut on their chests, dripping with blood.

"Look how you hide!"

Mo Mo knew that the situation was urgent, and he had to fight quickly, once he was dragged by the other party, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Compared with Mo Mo's devastation, Liu Hua and the servants were very miserable.

A cadre of officials is a trained family, and his skills are extraordinary, and he is a good hand at dealing with second-rate thieves on the street.

But when encountering such a master of the rivers and lakes, it looked very unbearable, almost collapsed at a touch, and in just a few breaths, he broke a few people's hands.

The rest of the people also hung up one after another, and their combat power plummeted.

"Hmph, ordinary officials dare to stop me and look for death!" Some people were very disdainful, and the big knife in their hands slashed horizontally.

A streamer of light crossed the officer's eyes, and his body hurriedly avoided it, and he saw that where he had been, the bamboo willows flew and were swept into slag.

The official broke out in a cold sweat, and if he was swept away, he would definitely die on the spot, and he would not be spared.

"Retreat!"

Liu Hua shouted, pulled a seriously injured person, and staggered back.

"Where can you retreat?"

Someone drank violently, and as soon as the sword split, he saw several bamboo willows whistling.

Liu Hua gasped, secretly operated his internal force, gritted his teeth, and slapped out a palm.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, the bamboo willow exploded into pieces, Liu Hua snorted, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Hmph, with such strength, dare to stop me!"

The man kicked his feet and flew above the bamboo, and the sharp sword, with the blessing of internal force, emitted a cold and cold light, and stabbed straight at Liu Hua.

Liu Hua's pupils shrank, the figure in his eyes gradually enlarged, and he came to him in the blink of an eye.

So fast!

Liu Hua's face turned pale, and he didn't have time to dodge.

Just as he was in despair, a figure jumped out from his side and blocked in front of Liu Hua.

"Xiao Xu!" Liu Hua's eyes were about to split, his body moved, and with a stroke of the sword light, there was an extra hole in the man's chest that was deep and bone-seeing.

"Big brother, the prince has handed it over to you."

Yang Xu, like Liu Hua, is a retainer of the Ye family, loyal to the Ye family, and his father is a soldier under Ye Tianyong, who was later injured and accepted as a government soldier by Ye Tianyong.

Liu Hua was grief-stricken and burst into tears.

The two grew up together since childhood, like siblings, but they didn't expect each other to die in order to save themselves.

"Xiao Xu, don't die-" Liu Hua wailed, with a cry.

Yang Xu was too seriously injured, he was pierced through his heart, the blood flowed like an infusion, and he was already unable to recover from the sky, and after only a few breaths, his eyes were closed, and he couldn't open them anymore.

"Bastard, how dare you hurt me?"

The man with the sword was seriously injured and immediately burst into a rage. These people are not good at martial arts, and they are like ants in his eyes.

Being injured by an ant in the eye is tantamount to a great shame!

"Give me death!" He jumped and crossed the air in a volley, his internal force stirring, condensing into sword light, accompanied by a sharp sword stab.

"Hmph, what a big breath!"

At this moment, a voice came from above, and the man's heart was in a daze, and before he could raise his head, he was hit by a cold light, and his body flew out like a kite with a broken string, knocking down a large piece of bamboo.

"The people of Wu Ya!"

The man's mouth was covered with blood, and his eyes began to drift, and the blow was so powerful that it had already hurt his internal organs.

He staggered to his feet, but failed repeatedly, and his pupils narrowed into needles as he looked at the comer.

Mo Mo looked at him coldly, and a line of disdain crossed his eyes.

"You should be the Huashan outcast Zuo Zongdao."

"How do you know?" Zuo Zongdao looked surprised.

Mo Mo snorted coldly, "Huashan's swordsmanship is heavy on form and not on god, only the remnants of Huashan will be like this." ”

When Zuo Zongdao heard this, his face full of blood suddenly turned extremely hideous, "The swordsmanship is a killing technique, what's wrong with emphasizing its shape?!" ”

"Hmph, a bunch of lost dogs!" Mo Mo didn't argue with him, "Say, who sent you here?" ”

Zuo Zongdao vomited blood again and again, glanced at Mo Mo unwillingly, tilted his head, and couldn't get up again.

"Being able to kill Zuo Zongdao so easily, I think Your Excellency is by no means idle."

A figure flew out and landed in front of Mo Mo.

"Poisonous hand centipede!" When Mo Mo saw someone coming, his face suddenly changed greatly.

The man's face was purple, his lips were black, as if he had poison in his body, he was bloodless, and he had a scar on his face. The scar was like a centipede, down the forehead to the chin, and the whole face was terrifying.

"Hell is small, I dare to assassinate the prince, if I don't die, I will definitely go straight to the eighteenth floor of hell!" Mo Mo was furious, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and his long hair was windless.

"The eighteenth floor of hell, just up to you?" The poisonous hand centipede sneered. "Report the name, Lao Tzu will not kill the unknown!"

"Wu Ya Jin Wei Momo!" Mo Mo said in a deep voice, the sword light in his palm was bright, and it seemed that there was a sword qi sweeping through the air, pointing directly at the poisonous hand.

"You are Wu Ya Jinwei!" The face of the poisonous hand centipede changed suddenly, as if he had seen a ghost, and he was afraid to avoid it, so he quickly retreated and shouted: "Go up, hurry up together!" ”

However, after all, his reaction was half a beat, and he was swept up by Mo Mo's fierce sword qi, and he screamed miserably, and one arm was broken in response.

The poisonous hand centipede, focusing on the use of poison, is slightly weaker in frontal fighting, but his poisonous skills are insidious and vicious, which makes the rivers and lakes frightened.

Mo Mo's face turned pale, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Stimulate the sword qi and take the head of the person, which is impossible to prevent, but the consumption is also very large.

He sighed that it was a pity that he could not kill the poisonous hand centipede in one fell swoop.