The Great War is on the verge of breaking out.

Mo Mo was already at the end of his strong crossbow, and this time he was attacked by dozens of people in turn, even if his internal strength was strong, he couldn't hold on for a long time.

"Damn, kill him!"

The poisonous hand centipede was furious, he had been galloping the rivers and lakes for more than ten years, and he had never been so embarrassed today.

Before the battle began, an arm was lost.

If this spreads, I don't know how much of a joke it will make. More importantly, what to do when you return to hell.

He roamed around the periphery, waiting to watch, and when he had the chance, he would deliver the most fatal blow to Mo Mo.

The situation is becoming more and more critical.

Ye Qiange was the only one left beside He Yu, and the rest of the guards all joined the battlefield and fell into a bitter battle with the other party.

"Why hasn't the help come yet?"

He Yu was very anxious, the other side was outnumbered, and his own disadvantage was obvious, if he couldn't break through, he would only end up annihilated.

Ye Qiange sighed, he had never put his hope above rescue.

He frowned, thinking to himself.

The other party said that he would not kill him, but would capture him alive.

Either the other party hates himself to the bone, and he wants to kill himself to vent the hatred in his heart.

Either the other party wants something from their hands.

He frowned, and a name could not help but appear in his mind.

Xu Zihong.

His eyes flashed, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook.

Thinking about it like this, eight or nine is not far from ten, it is Xu Zihong.

In such a hurry, and so aggressive, what secrets are hidden in that book?

He ruled out the possibility of Murong Han and the others.

No matter how stupid they are, if they make a move, it will definitely be a thunderous blow, killing Ye Qiange, and they will never just capture him alive and leave their tails, which will only lead to long nights and dreams, which will only increase trouble.

At this time, a group of officials were almost completely dead and wounded, leaving only the last two to support themselves, but they were covered in wounds, their clothes were stained with blood, and their expressions were sluggish, as if they were going to fall down at any moment.

The guards also suffered heavy losses, and the number of people who could fight was less than five fingers, and they fought and retreated, and everyone hung up the lottery, and the situation was not optimistic.

The camera pulled back and looked at Mo Mo.

At this time, Mo Mo had already been hit by several swords, and the clothes on his body were stained red with blood, both his own and others'.

He is a martial artist Jin Wei, his internal strength is unmatched, and his swordsmanship is exquisite, if he fights alone, he is not afraid of anyone in the field.

However, the other party obviously will not give him this opportunity.

Thirty or forty people were divided into several groups, and they took turns to kill, not giving Mo Mo half a chance to breathe and rest.

They are in the rivers and lakes, and the strength of Wu Ya Jinwei can be described as thunderous, so that they dare not underestimate it.

Otherwise, the poisonous hand centipede would not have reacted so much.

But despite this, the number of people who died at the hands of Mo Mo was still increasing.

At the end of the strong crossbow, it is enough to crush the ants.

"Hmph, what about Wuya Jinwei, it's not like he wants to die in our hands!" The poisonous hand centipede hated Mo Mo very much, and teased, he gritted his teeth, and his face was a little more bloody, and he was pale.

Mo Mo's eyes were cold, and he made a gesture to kill the general, and slashed the poisonous hand centipede under the sword.

"Woohoo!"

The poisonous hand centipede's eyes were full of ruthlessness, and when he shook his hand, a few silver needles slashed across the sky, stabbing directly at Mo Momian's door, and the speed was extremely fast.

With a swing of Mo Mo's sword, he saw that all the silver needles were blocked, and the silver needles flew back and shot at several opponents.

The men trembled, and the corners of their mouths spurted blood, which was black and emitted a foul smell.

Immediately afterwards, the people fell to the ground and shouted for help, but the poisonous hand centipede looked at it coldly and ignored it as if it were a mess of blood, leaving only a few clothes.

Hiss –

This scene suddenly made everyone present gasp.

Just a few silver needles have such a terrifying toxicity, it is simply appalling.

"Corpse erosion, poisonous hand centipede, you actually configured such a vicious thing!" He Yu's face was very bad, and he shouted loudly at the moment.

The corpse was inadvertently configured by a miracle doctor many years ago, and he thought it would hurt the heavens and peace, so he destroyed the prescription.

But to everyone's surprise, this prescription was secretly kept by one of the apprentices of the divine doctor.

Later, this person turned out of the divine doctor's sect and turned to specialize in poison, and became a well-known poison venerable in the rivers and lakes.

The miracle doctor was not ashamed of this disciple and threatened to clean up the portal.

The master and apprentice made an appointment to fight in the Purple Mountain, one with poison and the other with detoxification.

After the two battles, the divine doctor took the advantage with absolute strength, winning one and drawing one.

The poison venerable didn't want to lose, and once he lost, he had to apologize for his crimes, so he took out the corpse dispersion configured by the divine doctor and forced the divine doctor to drink it.

The divine doctor drank it, and waved his body vigorously to suppress the medicinal power.

Poison Zun's complexion changed greatly, but he was convinced by the defeat, and immediately knelt on the ground and knocked three times, and died of self-denial.

After the death of the poison venerable, the divine doctor could no longer suppress the poison of the corpse, and seven days later, he also died on the Purple Mountain.

A generation of divine doctors and poison venerables both died, there was no winner or winner in this battle, which made people sigh.

Since then, the corpses have disappeared and never been seen again.

Therefore, He Yu was so surprised when he saw the corpse scattered.

Ye Qiange was speechless on the side.

The effect of this corpse erosion is somewhat similar to the bone dispersion in Jin Dada's novel.

But the Bone Breaker is definitely not as powerful as the Corpse Erosion Scatter.

Just apply some to the silver needle, and you can turn a living one into a puddle of blood.

Such a drastic medicinal power is rare in the world.

Whether it was Liu Hua or the other party, when they heard that the corpses were scattered, their bodies were shocked.

There is no cure for this poison, and the miracle doctor died in the hands of this poison, which can be described as the world's first strange poison.

"After being lost for decades, this poison prescription has been obtained by hell, and it seems that the rivers and lakes are going to be in chaos again."

Mo Mo's face became more and more gloomy, and he looked at the poisonous hand centipede's eyes with murderous aura.

Hell is the number one killer organization in the world, and there are many masters in it, all of whom are well versed in the art of assassination, the way of killing, and the means are extremely cruel, and they do everything.

Among them, the killers are divided according to the eighteen layers of hell, the higher they go, the more powerful they are, it is said that the eighteenth layer of hell is the king of Hades, and there are four people in charge, but for many years, the king of Hades has never appeared.

Even though he was surrounded and suppressed by several major sects many times, he never forced Hades to show up.

The poisonous hand centipede sneered, and didn't care, "What's wrong with the corpse, I'm a poisonous hand, what poison can't I configure?" ”

"He Yu, are you sure to kill him?" Ye Qiange said lightly, and a killing intent couldn't help but fly through his eyes.

"The poisonous hand centipede has done a lot of poisoning, but now there is a wound with a broken arm, and it is easy to kill." He Yu replied.

"Then," Ye Qiange paused and said, "Kill him." ”

He Yu shook his head, "I can't agree to the humble position, if the humble position leaves, His Royal Highness will have three strengths and two weaknesses, and the humble position will not be able to explain to Your Majesty." ”

"Don't worry, this king will be fine." Ye Qiange was light and light, and said in his heart, not only did the other party not dare to kill me, but he would do everything he could to keep me safe.

He Yu hesitated for a long time, and it was difficult to make a decision, but when he saw that Ye Qiange's eyes were as cold as thorns, he gritted his teeth, and his body turned into a lightning bolt and swooped down.