"Your life is really not ordinarily hard," Moros looked at Yin Kuang, gently lifted his left foot, and said lightly: "Not only did I survive, but even my wishful stick was snatched away by you, which really makes me envious." "Obviously, Moros didn't know that Yin Kuang had already taken control of the Seventh Age Biochemical World. Even if Yin Kuang is not dead and has not seen it with his own eyes, he has no way of knowing.

At this time, three black shadows flashed behind Moros, who were members of the "White Bear Team". Among them, the fat man with an oil paint face hummed two white gases in his nose, threw a bloody head at Yin Kuang's feet with a casual throw, and pointed at Yin Kuang defiantly, as if to say that that was Yin Kuang's fate.

Yin Kuang said: "Pass the award." But my life has always been strong, otherwise how could I have survived until now? Moros laughed, "How's that?" You can think about what I said before. Even now, we at Hokuriku University still welcome you to join. Yin Kuang shook his head and said, "I still thank you." I'm used to living in a place where birds sing and flowers are scented, and the ice and snow here are just not suitable for me. Moros shook his head slightly and said, "Alas, that's a pity. Then there is no need to waste any more words between us. Go and help them, and he will leave it to me. The fat-faced man and the couple responded, and rushed to the warband.

The principal of the East and West Colleges and Universities immediately shouted: "Defense! ”

Apparently the members of the White Bear team were putting him under a lot of pressure.

Yin Kuang turned the wishful stick in his hand, began to circle around, and said, "I advise you to find some helpers." Moros said, "You seem to be confident? Wait, though, I'll trample on all of your confidence. Do you believe it? Yin Kuang said: "Then you can let it go." As soon as the words fell, Yin Kuang took the lead and smashed out the wishful stick in his hand.

However, Yin Kuang did not use all his strength. Because he was ready to take advantage of Moros's light enemy, looking for an opportunity to bring him another fatal blow. For a strong man like Moros, if you want to kill him, you have to have a good chance, otherwise it will turn into a protracted war of attrition. And when Moros found out that he was defeated by Yin Kuang, if he wanted to escape, Yin Kuang would definitely not be able to catch up with him in the Northern Continent. This is obviously not what Yin Kuang wants.

One hit is the goal!

Moros has a wishful stick, so he naturally knows how to deal with it. So he moved in an arc, dodging the smash of the wishful stick while quickly closing the distance with Yin Kuang. Yin Kuang smashed a stick into the air, setting off a cloud of snow. He then stepped back, ready to distance himself from Moros. However, Yin Kuang controlled his speed, and it was not so that Moros could not catch up with him. As he retreated, the wishful stick moved like a phantom in his hand, and he used it as freely as an arm and finger. However, this couldn't hurt Moros at all, but seeing that he was wrongly transformed, his body swinged, and he dodged the attacks of the wishful stick again and again.

Two seconds later, Moros rushed in front of Yin Kuang.

Drink!

Yin Kuang swept out a powerful stick blow and smashed it into Moros's waist. Moros bent over in an instant, his upper body and chin folded together. The wishful stick is smashed into the air. Then Moros kicked it in a flying motion. This kick attack was extremely tricky, the speed was fast, and the two were very close to each other, Yin Kuang couldn't dodge, and with a "bang", the toe stabbed his right shoulder.

Hiss!

Yin Kuang gasped in pain and said secretly: "I still underestimated this guy!" "My entire right arm was paralyzed. Then in the next moment, countless intertwined leg shadows were reflected in Yin Kuang's eyes. Yin Kuang hurriedly held the ruyi stick with one hand and spun it, as if a golden round shield was erected in front of him, and at the same time retreated again. "Bang bang bang" sounded, blocking out the shadows of those legs. However, the next moment, Yin Kuang felt that his ankle was swept by a huge force. Immediately, his body was unstable and he fell to the side. At the same time, the wishful stick also paused. However, before Yin Kuang fell to the ground, he kicked Yin Kuang's chest again - no, more than one kick, following the force on Yin Kuang's chest, another force was on Yin Kuang's wrist, and the wishful stick came out of his hand.

Yin Kuang turned into a black shadow and rolled on the ground a few times before he turned over and stood still.

"Although I deliberately concealed my strength, Moros's kicks still made me suffer a lot. He is worthy of being the vice captain of the White Bear team. Ordinary means are only afraid that it will be difficult to solve him quickly. I hope my measurements will fool him. Thinking like this, Yin Kuang made a look of anger and palpitations on his face.

As soon as Moros raised his hand, he put the wishful stick in his hand and said, "How much confidence do you have left now?" As he spoke, he weighed the wishful stick, nodded with satisfaction, and said, "Sooner or later, my things will have to return to my hands." But I also know that after confessing to the Lord, I will not rebel against the Lord, unless I ...... Its previous owner is dead! Saying that, he didn't give Yin Kuang a chance to speak, and instantly rushed in front of Yin Kuang, and pulled out a kick as if he was kicking a ball, and directly treating Yin Kuang's head as a football. As for the wishful stick, he naturally holds it in his hand, which is more secure. He knows that as long as he has a formula, he can control the wishful stick freely.

At this time, Yin Kuang didn't dare to hold it up, urging the "source" and blocking it. With a "bang", he kicked out again.

"What's wrong?" Moros exclaimed, "Is that all you have to do?" Just like that, you dare to come to my Hokuriku, do you really think this is the back garden? As he spoke, he rushed over and stepped on Yin Kuang. Yin Kuang hurriedly rolled and got up in an instant, "Moros, don't be complacent. This time Rosalind is bound to the North Continent. You can't stop us. Look at it, it's all now, and your school's Gaia hasn't even appeared, do you think that's normal? The smile on Moros's face froze, and then he laughed deeply, "This kind of kid is not interested in participating in the family at all. I'll be more than enough to deal with you guys! ”

In fact, not only did Gaia not appear, but even the other two vice-captains of the White Bear team, "War Behemoth" Maxim and "Whistling West Wind" Natalia, did not appear. The current Hokuriku relies on the members of the "White Bear Team" to lead other team members to support it. Ever since Moros returned to Hokuriku University two hours ago, he had noticed that something was wrong with Hokuriku University. After asking, I learned that Gaia, Maxim, and Natalia had not shown up for half a month. Before Moros could inquire about the details, a large army of eastern and western colleges and universities entered the North Continent.

Stimulated by Yin Kuang, Moros couldn't wait to kill Yin Kuang, and the attack became even more violent.

"Here's your chance!"

Yin Kuang knew that timing was very important. If he had held out for too long under his furious attacks, a fool would have known that something was wrong, let alone Moros, who had been fighting until now.

"Die!" Moros, who was in an irritable mood, ran out of patience, and when he kicked Yin Kuang to the ground again, he roared angrily, jumped in the air, and put his feet together, like a nail in Yin Kuang's chest.

Burst!

Yin Kuang slammed out a mouthful of blood. This time it's not a fake, it's really stomped on and vomited blood. If it was the previous physical body, he was only afraid that his soul had returned to Jiuquan at this moment. However, after a turn in the "source", the internal injuries were quickly relieved. The "source" of this Seventh Age world is really not ordinary.

"You're having such a good time, it's my turn now!" Yin Kuang snorted coldly in his heart, and grabbed Moros's feet that were still stepping on his chest, and then his feet instantly cut his legs, and he knocked Moros to the ground with a spin.

"You ......" Moros was shocked. He couldn't have imagined that Yin Kuang would still have the ability to fight after withstanding an attack from his twelve points of "source power". Immediately, he quickly urged the "source" to resist. But soon he found that his "source" was uncontrollably gathered on the wishful stick in his hand. The wishful stick is actually devouring his "source"!?

Worst!

Although he didn't understand what was going on, Moros was about to throw the wishful stick away. However, the moment he let go, Yin Kuang's hand was already on the wishful stick. Then, with the injection of the "source", the wishful stick seemed to come to life, and instantly changed into a soft rope, tightly wrapping Moros around Moros's body.

"You dare to hold other people's weapons in your hands, aren't you looking for death?"

In an instant, the top and bottom are reversed, and the situation is reversed!

"You did it on purpose!?" Moros's eyes finally widened in frustration and he struggled harder and harder.

"Otherwise, how would you have been caught by me?"

After speaking, Yin Kuang stopped talking nonsense and cut it with a knife! All of Moros's resistance was in vain.

The words "you did it on purpose" became Moros's last words.

Yin Kuang didn't try in vain to persuade Moros to surrender, and besides, he didn't want to, if he didn't kill him, he wouldn't have suffered so many beatings in vain.

Then, Yin Kuang grabbed Moros's head, and the wide eyes on it showed how unwilling he was to die.

"Hey!"

Yin Kuang suddenly shouted at the battle group, and then threw Moros's head over, landing right at the feet of the fat man with the most beautiful oil paint face.

"Huh!?" Seeing the head underground, the fat man with an oil paint face was immediately stunned.

Yin Kuang said loudly: "Moros is dead, do you surrender, or continue to resist senselessly?" ”

In an instant, the originally noisy battlefield fell silent.

However, the next moment, one person shouted: "Kill! ”

So, the shouting of killing began again.

The three students of the White Bear Clan rushed towards Yin Kuang with hateful faces.

Yin Kuang sighed, "Then there is no way, I can only continue to kill." After speaking, he picked up the wishful stick, but ignored the three members of the White Bear team, and jumped into the battle group, and the long stick arrived, bringing up a bloody wind and snow......