Almost devastating, the crazy old demon slaughter is not at all what Mo Xiaohuan and Mo Zhifang can compete with, the two figures are like sandbags, basically they don't even have the power to parry, the red light in the eyes of the old demon is like two red incandescent lights, the blood-red internal strength is very terrifying, no matter how unwilling Mo Zhiming and Mo Xiaohuan are, in the face of this qualitative difference, they are only struggling to the death.

And this kind of struggle, about a few breaths of time, the blood red of the old devil's eyes became thicker, as if it could not be dissolved, the awe-inspiring momentum was cathartic, and the two of them were enveloped in a heavy voice, just a palm, and the old demon was just a palm.

The ground was like a spider's web, with a radius of more than ten meters, instantly cracked, Mo Xiaohuan and Mo Zhiming flew out upside down, squirting blood in a mouthful, and before the person landed, he was choked by the old demon with one hand, hanging in the air like a dead fish.

There was a trace of red blood on the corner of Old Demon Tu's mouth, and his eyes were hideous, as long as he squeezed his palm hard, Mo Zhiming and Mo Xiaohuan would definitely not escape death.

"Two rabbit cubs, the old man will send you on your way."

Tu Lao Mo really moved the killing machine, nearly a Jiazi's penance, and finally rubbed the fierce qi in the body into the limbs and hundreds of remains, and even after a few years it will be able to dissipate, he worked hard for nearly a Jiazi, and recuperated in the small temple for so many years, all of which disappeared overnight, Tu Lao Mo was already in a state of almost uncontrollable madness, and now he was pinching the necks of Mo Zhiming and Mo Xiaohuan in his hands, and his cold face was full of ruthless color.

Mo Xiaohuan and Mo Zhiming were grabbed by the neck by the old demon like mud, they were in such a state, they could no longer form an effective counterattack, they could only look at the old demon in despair and smiled coldly, and their necks suddenly tightened.

"Let them go."

But at this moment, a slightly tired voice sounded. In the dark, the figure of the wild solitary son walked out, his clothes and hair were a little scattered, and it seemed that he was not in a good state.

Until this time, Mo Xiaohuan and Mo Zhiming saw clearly the two figures beside Ye Guzi, and collapsed to the ground like dead people.

Mo Xiaohuan and Mo Zhifang. Looking at Ye Guzi in puzzlement, the two of them have basically lost their combat effectiveness now, as long as the old demon is willing, they can slap the two of them to death with a casual slap, which is very easy.

Why did Ye Guzi help them intercede?

Mo Xiaohuan and Mo Zhiming also had doubts in their hearts. They can't have the slightest friendship with Ye Guzi, let alone it. What they did before. It can be described as ill-intentioned, which, as long as it is not brainless, everyone can see it.

Just this point, it is not an exaggeration for Ye Guzi and Tu Lao Mo to kill the two of them thousands of times, and Tu Lao Mo's eyes are red. It was the time to choose people and devour, and when they fell into his hands, neither Mo Xiaohuan nor Mo Zhiming could live.

Although the old demon was a little out of control, he did not completely lose his mind. The blood-red eyes faded a little with Ye Guzi's words.

"Let them go, more people will come."

Old Demon Slayer's arm was not put down, but his palm was slightly loosened, Mo Zhiming and Mo Zhiming were also loosened, and the feeling of suffocation dissipated, no matter what, it is always a pleasant thing to be alive.

"It doesn't matter."

Ye Guzi's voice was light, but he was full of confidence, even if his state didn't seem to be much better than that of Slayer Old Demon.

The ferocity in the eyes of the old demon slayer flashed, but he was forcibly suppressed, in this state, although his combat power was soaring, it was just a flash in the pan, unless he was willing to end up crazy for the rest of his life, otherwise this state of non-stop killing continued, whether it was for him or for outsiders, it would be a disaster.

Mo Zhiming and Mo Xiaohuan only felt that their bodies were loose, and they fell to the ground suddenly, with a soft sound, the two of them were like skeletons about to disperse, and they were in pain, but they couldn't hide the joy in their hearts, at least, they survived.

"Get out."

This is the last sentence that Old Demon Tu said to them, and for Mo Xiaohuan and Mo Zhiming, it is tantamount to the sound of heaven.

The two of them supported their bodies in extreme pain, turned around decisively and left, just took a few steps, glanced at each other, turned around, and hugged their fists in the direction of the wild solitary son: "Thank you." ”

Ye Guzi didn't even look at the two of them, and sat cross-legged on the ground, his eyes flashing with white light, as if he regarded the two of them as air.

Mo Zhifang and Mo Xiaohuan didn't care when they saw this, for them, this gratitude was just for their own peace of mind, after all, Ye Guzi did save their lives, even if his motives may not be as good as he imagined.

Mo Zhifang and Mo Xiaohuan really left completely this time, Tu Lao Mo didn't make another move, and slowly walked to Ye Guzi's side, and the fierce aura in his eyes couldn't be concealed.

"Sit down, I'll help you suppress the ferocious spirit." Ye Guzi raised his eyebrows slightly, and said in a deep voice.

Tu Lao Mo heard this, did not hesitate to learn to sit cross-legged with Ye Guzi, at this time, he could not help himself, decades ago, he was fierce and could not suppress, and finally lost his mind and wantonly killed, it happened that Ye Guzi passed by, it took half a life to subdue the crazy state of Tu Lao Mo, after that battle, the two did not fight and did not know each other, Tu Lao Mo once said that Ye Guzi saved his life, and this is what he said.

"All the penances of the past Jiazi have been put down in vain."

The first thing Tu Lao Mo said when he sat down was full of resentful complaints, there were 10,000 grass and mud horses galloping in his heart, and 100,000 devils were howling, if it wasn't for Ye Guzi's obstruction, Mo Zhiming and Mo Xiaohuan were definitely slashed by Tu Lao Mo, and all the kung fu of nearly a Jiazi disappeared, and anyone would go crazy.

Ye Guzi shook his head and sighed, "I'm sorry for you." ”

Old Demon Tu shook his head sullenly, the internal energy in his body began to surge, the blood-red fierce aura gradually thinned down, Ye Guzi stretched out a finger, and a flame-like white light hung on his fingertips, gently tapping on Old Demon Tu's back, like ice melting in water, dissipating in an instant.

Tu Lao Mo's body was shocked, and then Ye Guzi pointed down again, enough more than a dozen white lights were integrated into Tu Lao Mo's body, Tu Lao Mo's forehead began to sweat, breathing like a rough and panting bull, wisps of blood-red gas emanated from the nose, a stream of blood from the internal organs gathered to the throat, under the gaze of the wild solison, suddenly splashed on the ground, like a bomb, a muffled sound, the ground exploded a hole, extremely scary.

After spitting out this mouthful of blood, Tu Lao Mo was obviously much more comfortable, the bloodshot in his eyes gradually faded, and the blood red that permeated his pupils also faded a lot at any time, and the whole person no longer exuded a cold and fierce aura, and once again became the kind old caretaker in the small temple.

Ye Guzi's pale face turned pale, the flame-like white light is the essence of his lifelong cultivation, don't want money to slay the old demon into it, the consumption of him is great, and the life and death fight between the two brothers of Shen Tu Yu Lei is not small, this time in order to help Tu Lao Mo suppress the fierce spirit, the body of the wild solitary child is basically clear, except for a trace of the dantian, there is basically a little empty everywhere in the body, at this time the wild solitary son, If there is a random demon Xiaohuan, a master of the same level can knock him down, which shows how weak Ye Guzi is at the moment.

"It's almost, it's just that half of your life's penance has been wasted." Ye Guzi spoke a little tiredly, and the guilt between his words was not concealed at all.

"Forget it, it's all fate, since your scourge appeared in Lao Tzu's small temple, I have been prepared."

Tu Lao Mo saw it, nearly a Jiazi's penance, although he failed to completely expel the ferocious qi from his body, but also sharpened his temperament, like a beating sword, all aspects have matured, just quenched, but, this last process, but was disrupted by the arrival of the wild solitary son, the previous efforts disappeared, Tu Lao Mo was very angry when he was angry, and now his mood has calmed down, but he can see it quite openly.

"I'll help you find another way to expel the evil spirit." Ye Guzi said very seriously.

"That's for the best." Tu Lao Mo shrugged his shoulders, there was a wild solitary son to help, but he couldn't ask for it.

"Hmm"

Ye Guzi nodded slightly, looked not far away, and said indifferently: "Have you seen enough?" ”

Although the voice was light, it was extremely loud, Ye Guzi's words were obviously not said to the old demon Tu, in the thick night, there were still two people snooping.

No, it's three.

In front of a pawnshop with a closed door on the side, there was a person sitting tall, with a rough face, who was another right-hand man under Wang Rong's command, Chai Dao Tianjiu. (To be continued......)