The current Shangguan Mo's body has become no different from ordinary people because all the true elements have dissipated, and he is completely an ordinary three-year-old doll, what is the combat power of a three-year-old doll? Even if others stand there and let you fight, it is impossible to cause any harm, and the Tragic Slaughter Dog that Shangguan Mo is facing is not an ordinary person, although the Tragic Slaughter Dog has already abolished the cultivation of the cultivator, but the martial arts cultivation of others is still there! He is now a real martial arts master!

You must know that even if a hundred ordinary people add up, it is impossible to be the opponent of a martial arts master, people fight people like hanging paintings, and they are not afraid of guns when they are kung fu, not to mention that the cultivation of the tragic slaughter dog is far more than just a mere strength! And what about Shangguan Mo? He is now a weak, pitiful and helpless three-year-old doll, an ordinary adult can beat ten Shangguan Mo, not to mention the terrifying tragic slaughter dog?!

"Hahaha, Shangguan Mo, you're dead!"

I saw the tragic slaughter dog shouting, then clasped his hands together, and then gathered the internal force in his body in his palms, and then slapped it violently towards Shangguan Mo!

"Eighteen Palms of Dragon Descending!"

With the sound of the tragic slaughtering dog, everyone saw that the internal force of the tragic slaughtering dog actually appeared, turning into a golden dragon, with a monstrous attack, the unpredictable power of ghosts and gods, and hit Shangguan Mo!

"It's not good, I've become an ordinary person now, it's absolutely impossible for me to resist such a terrible attack!"

Shangguan Mo was shocked in his heart, cold sweat flowed on his forehead, and his face suddenly became embarrassed, Shangguan Mo knew that with such a terrifying attack, it was absolutely impossible for him to resist in the slightest, once he was hit, then he would definitely be killed or injured!

"It's over, I'm dead, my life is over!"

Shangguan Mo's eyes were full of tears, and the eyes that were originally full of brilliance were also eclipsed at this time, and now Shangguan Mo's heart can be described as desperate! Although in normal times, he is a dignified third-order master in the light period, and he is also a cultivator, not to mention any small martial artists, even if it is an ordinary cultivator monk in front of him, he is not even as good as an ant, and he can kill a large area with a casual blow, but what about at this moment? The situation is completely different now! Now it's the man-made swordsman, and I'm the fish!

Because he had used up the last bit of true yuan in his body just now, Shangguan Mo was already an ordinary person who didn't have any true yuan for cultivators, and now he was a scum who didn't even have 0.5 percent of his combat power! Just any ordinary person can solve himself!

And what about the tragic slaughter dog that attacks itself?

He is a warrior! And he is also a super martial arts powerhouse who can release his true qi! At this moment, there is no world of difference between the two of them, this is completely the gap between dozens of universes! No matter how much Shangguan Mo racked his brains and used all his strength, he didn't have any way to face this attack of the Tragic Slaughter Dog!

In the face of absolute strength, Shangguan Mo is a paper tiger!

Unwilling?

Of course not!

Shangguan Mo felt that he had finally changed from a humiliated little pitiful to a high-ranking cultivator, and his cultivation was not weak at all, he could be regarded as the top of the time among the younger generations in the entire cultivation world, and he also had a demonic inheritance, and sooner or later he would become a super power, and become a famous monk in the entire cultivation world, with a great reputation, but he was actually killed by such an ordinary person who had no cultivation at all and was killed by a small martial artist who had no cultivation at all, how could this make Shangguan Mo willing?!

But now, even if Shangguan Mo is unwilling, what's the use? At this moment, he is an ant to be slaughtered! Once the attack of the tragic slaughtering dog in front of him came, Shangguan Mo could only die with hatred!

"Woo woo, I don't want to die!"

Shangguan Mo's tears flowed out involuntarily, and he couldn't help whimpering in his mouth, Shangguan Mo already regretted it

"It's over, it's really over!"

Shangguan Mo was extremely depressed and helpless at this moment, and the whole person knelt on the ground, crying and crying, he was extremely painful in his heart, very uncomfortable, and very regretful.

Yes, he did regret it.

You said that he is a third-order enlightened period of power, no matter where he is, he is extremely respected, not to mention that he is not yet four years old, and the entire Xiuzhen Continent can be regarded as a genius, and he is also the first place in the preliminary competition of Xuanwu Academy, no matter where he is, he will respond to it in a hundred ways, so it is not beautiful!

But now? It's all gone, and there's never going back.

Not only has he changed from a genius in the cultivation realm that everyone looks up to and a waste who has no cultivation at all, not to mention, he is still being defeated by a small martial artist at this moment, it is really too much, I am afraid that if it spreads, he will become the laughing stock of the cultivation world for the rest of his life!

But even so, so what?

At this moment, Shangguan Mo has no room for resistance at all, because Shangguan Mo is already a wasted person, and what about the tragic slaughter dog who is now attacking Shangguan Mo? He's a martial arts master! Even if it is just a fluttering palm, for Shangguan Mo, it is irresistible!

Even if Shangguan Mo used to be a powerhouse in the third-order enlightenment period, he still had a demonic inheritance, but now Shangguan Mo has no cultivation, under such an attack, he has no room to resist at all, only to wait for death slowly.

Is it painful? Suffering! Do you regret it? Regret!

If it weren't for the fact that he was nosy in the first place to help the tragic slaughter dog who was besieged by the gangsters, then the current situation would not have happened! So everything, in the final analysis, is because of yourself! If he could do it all over again, Shangguan Mo would encounter the besieged Tragic Slaughter Dog again, he would definitely stay far away, and he would not dare to have anything to do with the Tragic Slaughter Dog!

But it was useless to regret it at this moment, because the attack of the Tragic Slaughter Dog was about to come, and he had to die.

"Don't!"

At this moment, seeing that the attack of the tragic slaughter dog was about to hit Shangguan Mo, so that Shangguan Mo would lose his fragrance from now on, suddenly, a figure flew over and greeted the fist print, it seemed that he was planning to help Shangguan Mo resist the attack of the tragic slaughtering dog!

"Huh? Is it Zhao Xiaobao? Why did Zhao Xiaobao come to help Shangguan Mo? Isn't he afraid of death? ”

Whether it was the Tragic Slaughter Dog or his two guards, they were all confused, they didn't know why, they were a little confused, because they didn't know that Zhao Xiaobao was Shangguan Mo's younger brother, so they only regarded Shangguan Mo and Zhao Xiaobao as just pure classmates, so in their opinion, Shangguan Mo and Zhao Xiaobao usually didn't have any friendship at all, and the Tragic Slaughter Dog's attack was directly towards Shangguan Mo, and it was not Zhao Xiaobao's business at all, so they couldn't figure out why this happened anyway!

However, Zhao Xiaobao knew that he was reasonable, no matter what, it was necessary to help Shangguan Mo block this attack, because Zhao Xiaobao knew that if there was no Shangguan Mo, there would be no him today, and everything he has now was brought by Shangguan Mo, so he should give up his life and forget death for Shangguan Mo! So at this moment, seeing that Shangguan Mo was actually in danger, Zhao Xiaobao didn't say a word, and directly put life and death aside and rushed out directly.

"Alas, it's a pity, this Zhao Xiaobao can be regarded as a guy who values love and righteousness, and he is willing to endure such a terrifying attack for the sake of his classmates!"

"Yes, yes, this Zhao Xiaobao must be dead, after all, he is now an ordinary mortal, because he was poisoned, he has no true yuan in his body, and our boss is a martial arts master!"

At this moment, the two guards of the Tragic Slaughter Dog held their arms and quietly watched Zhao Xiaobao's moth to the fire, smiling and commenting, because they all knew that Zhao Xiaobao, who was already just an ordinary person, would never be able to resist the attack of the Tragic Slaughter Dog.

"Look, they're about to collide!"

"Bump!"

only heard a violent collision sound, and then Zhao Xiaobao's whole person was shocked and flew away, spitting blood from his mouth, obviously receiving a great blow! But on the other hand, what about the eighteen palms of the dragon descending from the tragic slaughter dog? Unexpectedly, he didn't move at all, he didn't weaken at all, and he still attacked Shangguan Mo at a speed visible to the naked eye!

"Look, I'll just say, this Zhao Xiaobao is too self-conscious, obviously he is already an ordinary person, and he still has to rush up, is it possible that he still thinks that he is still the original cultivator?"

"Yes! But then again, this Zhao Xiaobao has failed, and there is no one to help Shangguan Mo anymore, it seems that this time Shangguan Mo can't dodge this attack no matter what, alas, this time Shangguan Mo must be more than lucky! ”

The two guards of the Tragic Slaughter Dog saw that Zhao Xiaobao was so blown away by the fist mark that they vomited blood, and they immediately talked about it, and they couldn't help but gloat when they saw that the Eighteen Dragon-descending Palms of the Tragic Slaughter Dog still flew towards Shangguan Mo.

"Oh no, it's over!"

Seeing that the terrifying attack of the tragic slaughter dog was getting closer and closer, Shangguan Mo was shocked, cold sweat flowed on his forehead, and his face suddenly became embarrassed, Shangguan Mo knew that it was absolutely impossible for him to resist such a terrifying attack, once he was hit, then he would definitely be killed or injured!

"It's over, I'm dead, my life is over!"

Shangguan Mo's eyes were full of tears, and the eyes that were originally full of brilliance were also eclipsed at this time, and now Shangguan Mo's heart can be described as desperate! Although in normal times, he is a dignified third-order master in the light period, and he is also a cultivator, not to mention any small martial artists, even if it is an ordinary cultivator monk in front of him, he is not even as good as an ant, and he can kill a large area with a casual blow, but what about at this moment? The situation is completely different now! Now it's the man-made swordsman, and I'm the fish!

"Alas, it seems that this time it is really dead!" Shangguan Mo shook his head with a wry smile, closed his eyes, and quietly waited for death to come.

"Be careful!"

At this moment, seeing that the attack of the tragic slaughter dog was about to hit Shangguan Mo, so that Shangguan Mo would lose his fragrance from now on, suddenly, a figure flew over and greeted the fist print, it seemed that he was planning to help Shangguan Mo resist the attack of the tragic slaughtering dog!

"Huh? It's actually Ye Moshu? Why did Ye Moshu come to help Shangguan Mo? Isn't he afraid of death? ”

Whether it was the Tragic Slaughter Dog or his two guards, they all looked confused, they didn't know why, and they were a little confused, because they didn't know that Shangguan Mo was Master when Ye Moshu was the master, so they only regarded Shangguan Mo and Ye Moshu as just pure classmates, so in their opinion, Shangguan Mo and Ye Moshu usually didn't have any friendship at all, and the attack of the Tragic Slaughter Dog was directly towards Shangguan Mo, and it was not about Ye Moshu at all, so they couldn't figure out why this happened no matter what!

However, Mo Shu knew that he was reasonable, no matter what, it was necessary to help Shangguan Mo block this attack, after all, he was Shangguan Mo's master, he knew that if there was no Shangguan Mo, there would be no him today, so he should be reasonable and reasonable, he should forget his life and death for Shangguan Mo! So at this moment, seeing that Shangguan Mo was actually in danger, Ye Moshu didn't say a word, and directly put life and death out of the way, and rushed out directly.

"Alas, it's a pity, this Ye Moshu can be regarded as a guy who values love and righteousness, and he is willing to endure such a terrifying attack for the sake of his classmates!"

"Yes, yes, but this Ye Moshu must be dead, after all, he is now an ordinary mortal, because he was poisoned, he has no true yuan in his body, and our boss is a martial arts master!"

At this moment, the two guards of the Tragic Slaughter Dog held their arms and quietly watched the Night Moshu Moth put out the fire, smiling and commenting, because they all knew that Ye Moshu, who was already just an ordinary person, would never be able to resist the attack of the Tragic Slaughter Dog.

"Look, they're about to collide!"

"Bump!"

I only heard a violent collision sound, and then Ye Moshu's whole person was shocked and flew away, spitting blood from his mouth, obviously receiving a great blow! But on the other hand, what about the eighteen palms of the dragon descending from the tragic slaughter dog? Unexpectedly, he didn't move at all, he didn't weaken at all, and he still attacked Shangguan Mo at a speed visible to the naked eye!

"Look, I'll just say, this Ye Moshu is too self-conscious, obviously he is already an ordinary person, and he still wants to rush up, is it possible that he still thinks that he is still the original cultivator?"

"Yes! But then again, this night Moshu has failed, and now there is no one to help Shangguan Mo, it seems that this time Shangguan Mo can't dodge this attack no matter what, alas, this time Shangguan Mo must be more than lucky! ”

The two guards of the Tragic Slaughter Dog saw that Zhao Xiaobao was hit by the fist mark and vomited blood, and immediately discussed, looking at the Eighteen Palms of the Tragic Slaughtering Dog, which was still flying towards Shangguan Mo, they couldn't help but gloat, in their opinion, Shangguan Mo must be dead this time!