Mo Wenjian's sword was terrifying to the audience. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info one person against thirteen people, and the result was three dead and nine wounded, which made Wallace can't believe his eyes. But the faint feeling of paralysis in the hand holding the sword let him know that everything was true.

In fact, if there is a confrontation between hard swords and hard horses, although Wallace, who is a six-winged winged knight, is definitely not as good as Mo Wenjian, but the gap will not be so obvious. However, the high-level masters of the Silver Pupil Knight are generally dual cultivators of magic and martial arts, and Wallace is the same, and the fact that he has an enchantment can be seen from the side that he has a magical ability. But a person's energy is limited after all, and Wallace is actually only a young man in the silver pupils. The excessive focus on magic made his martial arts skills much inferior. Although it is much stronger than the four-winged silver-eyed knight, that is, the warrior level of the earth fighter, it is not far behind the other six-winged knights. His magic cultivation far surpassed that of the other six-winged winged knights!But Mo asked how powerful the sword qi was?How could Wallace prepare a magic shield that could withstand this level in a hurry. So the first reaction was to resist vindictively. And his fighting spirit, which is inferior to the average six-winged silver-pupil knight, touched the Mo Wen Sword of the Holy Rank, and naturally collapsed with one touch. If it weren't for the fact that Mo Wenjian's sword had multiple targets at the same time, Wallace, who hastily accepted the move, would probably have to hang up some colors!

"Who are you!" was completely defeated with just one move, which was almost unprecedentedly in Wallace's lifespan of more than two hundred years (the theoretical lifespan of the silver pupil is a thousand years, and more than two hundred years is only equivalent to a young man in his twenties), even in the face of the most noble twelve thrones, Wallace couldn't help but be annoyed.

Mo Wenjian smiled faintly, glanced at his daughter and Xiaomo, and asked softly, "Are you all right?" Although his tone was flat, Mo Wenjian did not hesitate to rush over across the plane, and his love for his daughter was undoubted.

"Dad, I'm fine, but Xiaomo is seriously injured, you have to avenge him!" As soon as he saw his father coming, Mo Xiaoguo, who was already a little sluggish, immediately came to his senses.

"It's good to be able to go back, what revenge are you still thinking about, you are really beaten with iron!" Mo Wenjian pouted, such an expression would only be shown when he only had his own daughter. Xiao Mo is Mo Xiaoguo's demon pet, not an outsider, as for those demons, Mo Wenjian doesn't recognize it, and he won't have any friendship in the future, so he naturally doesn't care.

"How dare you ignore this seat, let me die!" With an angry shout, Wallace's whole body was instantly shrouded in white mist, and the temperature around him instantly dropped several degrees. The long sword in his hand rushed towards Mo Wenjian. Although he felt as if he was not the opponent of the other party, being ignored by the other party like this still made the proud Rashid Wallace intolerable, and instantly burned Aoli, and at the same time summoned up his fighting spirit and rushed towards Mo Wenjian.

"If I have to be careful with the eight-winged winged knight, a six-winged knight, dare to shout with me?" Mo Wenjian sneered, the long sword in his hand seemed to be a random wave, and a crisp metal collision sound resisted Wallace's longsword, and then his wrist flicked, and a dark yellow sword qi slammed into Wallace's long sword that was in front of him in a panic.

Wallace only felt that an incomparable force pushed him out in an instant, and he retreated more than ten meters before barely stopping. Wallace had just breathed a sigh of relief, but suddenly there was a slight pain in his chest, and then his hand was light. Looking down, he saw that the metal long sword in his hand had been broken from the middle, and the armor on his chest had also been torn open with a slight crack, and blood slowly overflowed. Although the injuries are not serious, it is important to know that high-level winged knights have strong regeneration abilities. Even if it is a severed limb and reborn, it is only a matter of time, but under Rao is amazing recovery power, blood is still uncontrollably oozing out, and the style of Mo Wenjian's sword just now can be imagined.

Wallace was scared, really scared. The sword just now was only close to killing himself, if it weren't for the rare metal blade in his hand that was far superior to the ordinary crystal long sword, if it weren't for the well-made armor of the Seraphim Knight, if it weren't for the fact that he was just surrounded by the strongest fighting qi he could do, and he also blessed his defense with the blessed death freeze qi magic, the sword just now might have broken himself in two!

Mo Wenjian showed a hint of surprise on his face, originally he felt that as soon as his sword came out, even if the other party did not die on the spot, as long as he would be seriously injured, but in fact, the injury was quite limited. Mo Wenjian's sword seems to be light, but in fact, it also uses sixty percent of the fighting spirit, with sixty percent of the Sword Saint's strength, plus the sword in his hand is definitely an epic artifact, if it hits an important part, it is enough to kill a super-level demonic beast, and the other party is only slightly injured! Mo Wenjian's eyes couldn't help but flash a trace of fierceness, this guy is not simple! The strength of the six-winged winged knight should be equivalent to that of the Aegean Heavenly Fighter or the Magister, although the Silver Pupil Knight is generally a demonic double cultivator, so the strength will often exceed that of the Heavenly Warrior and the Magister, but the gap between the Holy Rank and the Sub-Saint level is definitely huge, and with the strength of the Six Wings, he can block a blow with his own sixty percent strength, and such an opponent should not stay long. Although Mo Wenjian hadn't calculated it carefully, he also knew that a certain crucial time was coming soon!

A faint killing intent swayed from Mo Wenjian's body, and the sensitive Wallace felt the change in the other party for the first time. Although he didn't know why the other party suddenly changed like this, Wallace knew that this situation was terrible. Just like Xiao Mo didn't dare to run away in front of him rashly before. He also didn't dare to turn around and flee in front of Mo Wenjian. The opponent's strength is one order higher than his own, and he is obviously a super master at the Warner level, and the biggest possibility of escaping is to be killed by the other party more easily. Rather than that, it is better to resist to the end and inflict even the slightest injury on the other side! The Silver Pupil Knight has the pride of the Silver Pupil Knight! Even if he is defeated, he will not be killed.

As for the remaining few Winged Knights and Dread Knights, neither Wallace nor Mo Wenjian would care. If it was in its heyday, the six Fox-level Silver Pupils and Fear Wallace would be difficult to deal with, but at the moment, all of them were injured a lot, although they did not completely lose their combat effectiveness, but there were no points left. Even if it's like stopping Xiaomo, it's hard to stop, let alone Mo Wenjian, even if you add Wallace. Wallace couldn't help but feel a hint of comic in his heart. I was originally a coastal devotee, and this time I came to Bollywood just to play. caught up with a very unexpected pursuit operation, originally just wanted to build momentum for himself to face the upcoming holy war, but according to the current situation, he is going to die here nine times out of ten...... Death?Never thought about it......

Mo Wenjian originally wanted to kill Wallace on the spot, but suddenly as if he felt something, he turned around sharply and pulled Mo Xiaoguo and Xiaomo up. Turned into a red ray and shot away, leaving only Wallace and a few other demons who were still stunned to look at each other without knowing why.

Wallace had already sensed the killing intent of the other party before, but he didn't know why the other party suddenly left. He walked so suddenly, just when Wallace was confused, a magic array composed of elements out of thin air suddenly appeared in front of him, and before he could react, a strange elemental fluctuation flashed away. Three figures appeared on the spot. The leader was a tall, handsome Lich man, his whole body permeated with powerful elemental fluctuations, but he was slowly converging until he was completely invisible. Behind him was a dreaded clan over three meters tall, different from the ordinary dreadknight warrior crystal armor, this lich was dressed in a scarlet dress, and the huge demon wings behind him slowly stirred. His feet didn't touch the ground, but the amplitude of the wings was definitely not enough for him to float, and he was completely magically free. However, Rao still could barely sense the elemental fluctuations on his body, and only by closing his eyes and feeling carefully could he feel the slightest fluctuation almost like the clear flow of the elements in nature. Walking at the end was an eight-winged winged knight, as soon as he appeared, the demons who were originally present all felt a violent elemental vibration, and the surrounding magic elements all fluctuated. The elemental wave of the sea fluctuated wildly on this silver pupil. The elemental value far exceeds that of the Magister or the Super Rank Warcraft!

"See the Three Thrones!" Wallace immediately raised his sword and gave a knightly salute, but his sword was only half left, which looked a little strange, and the other demons all fell to one knee and saluted.

The lich at the forefront is none other than the Lich King, Clarke's Throne, who has been ordered to hunt down Mo Xiaoguo and the two of them. Behind him are two of the remaining three thrones in Bollywood, the Dreadlord Alex and the eight-winged king Artest. Except for one Dreadlord who stayed in the center, almost all of the Bollywood throne class has arrived!

"No need to be polite!" Clark frowned and looked at Wallace's injury, "Throne, what kind of opponent actually injured you like this?" said as he casually sent out a gray mist, and Wallace's wound immediately stopped bleeding.

"Thank you, Your Majesty Clark, it was a man with a sword who hurt me......" Wallace hesitated, "It should be...... It is the super elite of the Warner class...... The strength is amazing!"

The Lich King Clark frowned, his eyes sensed for a moment, and he looked at the Dreadlord and the Eight-Winged Knight beside him: "Both, follow me!" said as he said that the elemental magic array appeared under his feet again, and then disappeared again.

"So, did that guy sense the teleportation magic of the thrones?" His Majesty Clarke's Secret Arcane ranks second in the entire Demon Realm, second only to an adult who almost exists in mythology, and he is the only one who can teleport over long distances without relying on any equipment. But it stands to reason that how can the ghost magic be sensed before it arrives?

"Daddy, why did you run away?" Mo Xiaoguo asked in confusion, Mo Wenjian's aura shrouded the three of them, so it didn't affect their speech and breathing at all.

"There should be other Extreme Dao masters who have arrived, and my perception tells me that if I don't leave, I will be in danger!" Mo Wenjian said lightly: "And...... I feel like I still can't run......"

As soon as Mo Wenjian's words fell, there was a wave of elemental fluctuations in front of him, and the three of Clark had already appeared in front of him. Mo Wenjian didn't want to shake the two of them away at once, and then swung out with a sword. The eight-winged Heavenly King Artest stepped forward and met him with the long sword in his hand. With a bang, the violent elemental shock wave kicked off the sand and dust, making Mo Xiaoguo, who had already flown out a hundred meters away, and his breath was not smooth for a while, if it weren't for Xiaomo blocking in front of him, he would almost be blown out again. Rao is the Lich King Clark and the Dreadlord both have to stretch their magic shields to defend themselves.

Almost in an instant, Artest and Mo Wenjian had already fought for dozens of rounds. Each collision brings a huge shock wave. In the distance, Xiaomo had already had to open his high-level magic shield to resist the strong air current.

After another violent impact, Mo Wenjian and Artest finally separated. Mo Wenjian still looked calm, while Artest's originally ruddy complexion became iron-blue, his breathing was unusually short, the armor on his body had more scars, and his right hand holding the sword trembled slightly.

"What a strong swordsman!" Artest took several deep breaths before relieving himself: "It's my honor to fight you, but unfortunately, there are three of us, and you only have one!" Artest's tone was full of respect.

Mo Wenjian didn't speak, there are really not many opponents who can fight against him like this! Although he can steadily overpower the opponent, if he wants to win, he must at least after a hundred moves, and he will inevitably have some damage. But the opponent also needs two obviously stronger opponents. The two of them will intervene at any time. The remaining two people are on par with their own strength, and any one of them may not be able to win steadily, let alone three...... Mo Wenjian, who had always felt that everything was under control, felt powerless for a while.

Mo Xiaoguo and Xiaomo in the distance were stunned for a while, Mo Xiaoguo naturally didn't need to say much, even Xiaomo was sure that if he went up by himself, he would be defeated in three moves at most.

Mo Xiaoguo finally regretted that he had provoked an opponent that was difficult for his father to deal with...... This is the first time this has happened......