The next moment, the Qilin Wanyin twisted, forming a rounded arc between Mo Tian and the short man.

The short man felt a flower in front of him, and Mo Tian had already appeared above his head.

"There is no shadow of light, and there is no trace of the sword!"

Mo Tian shouted violently in his heart, the traceless sword, the heart sword sword intent that was integrated into the Dacheng realm, slashed down with a sword, and slashed at the short man's head.

In terms of the speed of its moves, the Shadowless Sword has undoubtedly reached an extreme in sword skills!

The short man specializes in sneak attacks, smashing people's heads with eyebrow sticks. This time, Mo Tian used his human way to govern his body, and wanted to split his head in half!

Seeing that the unicorn tiger teeth were about to be slashed on the short man's head, at this moment, three subtle "snort" sounds sounded in the air.

Immediately after, three rays of silver light streaked through the space and shot into the short man's body.

Mo Tian secretly screamed badly, and the strength in his hand accelerated a few points.

With a "click", the palm of the short man's right hand, along with the eyebrow stick, was cut off by the Qilin Tiger Tooth and fell to the ground.

And the short man's body was led by three silver threads and flew towards the sissy.

Mo Tian secretly said that it was a pity, he still underestimated the cooperation between the three evils.

"Oh, little brother, you cut people's hands and feet like this, everyone is careful that your liver is scared and fluttering!"

The sissy giggled, and she didn't see any movement under his feet, and her body floated towards Mo Tian so lightly.

Between his orchid fingers, Mo Tian faintly saw a faint blue light flickering.

Mo Tian ravaged up, and a set of shadowless swordsmanship made it airtight, so that the other party did not have the slightest chance to launch a poisonous needle.

"Ali, come on!"

At this moment, Lao Dao let out a soft shout, and a yellow charm engraved with mysterious runes was thrown at the short man.

The short man reached out to catch it, aimed the severed hand at the broken wrist, muttered a few words, and the charm was pasted on it, instantly melting into the blood.

The palm that was cut off by Mo Tian was reconnected to the wrist in just a few breaths, leaving not even a trace.

The short man picked up the broken hand, picked up the Qi Mei stick, and besieged Mo Tian with Lao Dao.

This time, it was the three of them who shot together.

"You dare to touch the things that you fancy by the Heavenly Absolute Seven, I think you are tired and crooked!"

"What a domineering name!"

Mo Tian couldn't help but touch the package in his arms.

Until now, he still doesn't know what exactly is inside.

Heaven is absolutely evil, not to mention the other four, just the three in front of them, all of them have unique skills, and the things that can be favored by them will not be simple.

At first, Mo Tian didn't think about the idea of fighting this thing at all.

But now, with things in his hands, it can no longer be left out.

Because only the dead can keep secrets best.

The first strike is strong, and the last strike suffers!

As soon as Mo Tian's mind moved, the seal of the unicorn surrounded his body, and as soon as the bird returned to the nest, he killed the short man.

Among the three opponents, the short man is the best to deal with by practicing kung fu horizontally. If there weren't two others, he'd be a living target!

On the contrary, the old way is the most weird, there is a faint blood light on this person's body, and I don't know what powerful killing moves are hidden!

When he rushed in front of the short man, the Suzaku Sword Technique had already accumulated enough momentum!

"Wow!"

The Vermilion Bird screamed, and the power of the flame stars carried the scorching heat, and slashed down fiercely.

The short man raised a stick to block, and "kicked, kicked, kicked" and stepped back more than a dozen steps. And Mo Tian also took advantage of the power of this shock, and his figure flew out diagonally, landing right next to his Qilin sword that was knocked away.

With the Qilin Sword in his hand, the momentum on Mo Tian's body was suddenly shocked.

"I'll contain him, you find an opportunity to make a quick move! The boss has been preparing for many years, and this time the demon suppression abyss is in the world, and there must be no room for any mistakes!" The old man said solemnly to the sissy and the short man, only to see him dancing in the air with blood in the dust, and even writing seven big blood-colored "edicts".

"Go!"

Lao Dao shouted softly, and the seven "edict" characters trembled rapidly, and the pebbles on the ground jumped one after another, rushing towards the seven "edict" characters.

Pebbles surround the word "E", forming a huge sarcophagus three zhang long.

Lao Dao jumped up in the air, spit out three mouthfuls of essence blood, and sprayed it on the sarcophagus. Immediately afterwards, the blood whisked on the sarcophagus seven or forty-nine times.

A sarcophagus turned into a bloody bloody coffin in an instant.

The moment the blood coffin was formed, an extremely yin aura rushed from it, and Mo Tian couldn't help but feel a chill on his back.

"Kill!"

As these cold words fell, the blood coffin rose to the sky, covering Mo Tian's head.

That terrifying yin aura leaked from the top of his head, as if it was about to dissolve Mo Tian's flesh and blood.

At the same time, there was a "snort" in the air, and six silver needles broke through the air and shot towards Mo Tian.

Mo Tian jumped with all his might, and a suppressive force like a mountain and a mountain suddenly poured down from the blood coffin, and Mo Tian's body that had just jumped up was forcibly beaten back to the same place.

The suppressive power of this blood coffin seems to be similar to the devouring power of the blood infant circle, but the blood coffin is obviously much more powerful.

At this moment, six silver needles were held by threads, firmly entangled Mo Tian's arms.

This time, as the old Tao said, they will no longer keep their hands, and they will fight quickly!

"Oh! If you don't hand over your things early, my sister won't be able to save you now!" sissy laughed.

"Little bastard dare to break my arm, go to the dead ball!" the short man's roar, accompanied by the sharp sound of the brow-raising stick, fell overhead.

It's this trick again!

This time, Mo Tian's body was suppressed by the blood coffin, his hands were bound by silver needles, and he seemed to have no power to resist!

"Come out for Lao Tzu!"

Mo Tian shouted angrily, his qi and blood were boiling, and a three-zhang blood array was formed around him.

An explosive force instantly permeated his entire body with a crackling sound from between bones and flesh.

"Kill!"

Mo Tian's arms shook, and six silver needles and threads broke in response.

And his figure disappeared in the eyes of the three of them.

"Boom!"

By the time Mo Tian reappeared, he had already fallen back to the place where he was able to stand.

At his feet, he stepped on the short head, all the way into his chest.

At this moment, Mo Tian's body was wrapped in endless blood qi, like a hell blood god, majestic.

The sissy and the old way glanced at each other, and they both saw fear and retreat in each other's eyes.

Mo Tian's eyes flashed with blood, and he shot at the sissy, and said, "Like to play with silver needles to sneak attack?!"

The sissy body was shocked, and she even forgot to pinch her orchid fingers, pointing at Mo Tian and trembling: "You... Don't come here!"

Mo Tian smiled coldly, pulled out the silver needle from his back, and flicked his fingers, and the silver needle carried boiling blood qi and shot straight into the throat of the sissy.

This silver needle is highly poisonous, and when Mo Tian was beaten into the ground by a short man, he used the power of the elixir to suppress the surrounding acupuncture points and prevent the venom from flowing all over his body.

At this time, the residual poison of the silver needle was not exhausted, and the sissy choked her throat and rolled all over the ground, and her voice was hoarse. Just like the young man he had killed.

"It's your turn now!", Mo Tian looked up at the blood coffin hanging above his head, smiled coldly, and walked towards the old way.

This time, Mo Tianqiang used the Blood Demon Refining Technique that had not yet been successfully cultivated, and he had to fight quickly. Otherwise, when the amplification effect of the Blood Demon Refining Body Determination fails, it will be when he is at his weakest!

Looking at the murderous intent flashing in Mo Tian's eyes, a ruthless color flashed on Lao Dao's face, and the blood whisk was violently inserted into his chest, and his body was directly torn apart and exploded!