Chapter 137: Defeated by the black-robed man
Seeing that his companions were killed and cremated in seconds, the rest of the black-robed people did not have any mood swings.
The remaining dozen or so black-robed people switched formations and appeared in all directions of Mo Lao and the others, forming a circle, faintly forming an encirclement.
After seeing the difference in strength between the two sides, the black-robed people instantly changed their thinking.
"Don't think it's safe to hide far away, but don't underestimate me..."Mo Lao muttered.
His own body form took the lead, turning into a speeding afterimage, rushing towards one of the black-robed people, and his two shadows followed closely behind, rushing towards the two black-robed people next to him.
"Shadow Mioka is the highest level, and it is real. ”
His hands were sealed, and from his body, a lot of spiritual power flowed out along the shadows under his feet, flowing into the bodies of the two shadows.
On the face of the two black shadows, the smooth face gradually became angular, and the facial features began to appear.
The shadow's hands and feet changed from a thin pillar to a concave and convex muscular form, and the overall look was more like a person.
But at the same time, the aura of Mo Lao's body weakened a lot, as if he had divided the power into two shadows.
But even so, Mo Lao, who was at the peak of the Spirit Sect, still had the strength of the middle level of the Spirit Sect after being weakened.
The aura of the two shadows climbed all the way until the spirit general was at the high level.
In Mo Lao's perception, almost all of the black-robed people surrounding them were of the spirit general class, and if they distributed their power to the shadows, they could take it down steadily.
"Patriarch Gao, be careful!"
Mo Lao's five fingers were closed, and the air flow at his fingertips vibrated endlessly.
"Blade of the Sky!"
He used the seventh-order spirit technique that had worked well before, and this time, the other party did not collide hard, but stepped back, and at the same time stretched out two mantis claws from his sleeve, crossed in front of him, and collided with the galloping air blade.
The sound of swords clashing sounded, and his two claws only supported for a short moment, and the next moment, both of his claws were cut off, and green and black juice spurted out, and it looked like he was not lightly injured.
However, the Blade of the Sky was also neutralized by a lot of its power, and when it hit the man, it only caused some flesh and blood wounds, and was not cut in half as before.
Although there are reasons for the weakening of strength, it is enough to show that this part of the men in black is stronger than the previous cannon fodder!
The mantis claw black-robed man crouched on the ground and took the severed arm back into the distance, and countless worms crawled out of the gaps, and the worms were connected, trying to repair the severed arm.
Mo Lao was about to take advantage of the victory to pursue, but suddenly several black-robed figures jumped out from both sides, blocking in front of him.
Each of them has a part of their body that has been transformed into a certain part of the insect, and it is extremely powerful to use.
As a last resort, Mo Lao kicked angrily, and the air blade in his hand swung out again, and at the same time dodged backwards.
He retreated to the center of the encirclement, just in time to meet Goldman Sachs, who had also retreated, and the two of them were back to back, and they both understood what happened to the other.
That group of black-robed people who seemed to be weak actually used an insect-related spiritual technique to strengthen a certain part of their body to achieve super resilience and good combat effectiveness!
Moreover, they cooperated tacitly, and with the advantage of numbers, the two leaders in the Spirit Sect felt a little tricky.
Among the shadows behind Old Mo, two small shadows slipped in quietly.
Mo Lao said sternly: "My two shadows have been resolved. ”
Hearing this, Goldman Sachs's face became more and more solemn, and the flames in his hands burned more and more, burning his palms slightly red.
He said in a deep voice: "There is no way, let's fight to the death, break through the encirclement, and flee into the depths of the mountains and forests." ”
Hearing this, Mo Lao nodded, turned his back to him, and said a brief plan: "Wait a while, I will attract most of their firepower, you find a chance to break a hole, with my speed, they can't catch up." ”
"Remember, if you burn them with fire, they must be afraid of fire, since they are the bodies of insects. ”
The two exchanged plans, looked at the slightly terrifying black-robed people around them, and they all took a deep breath, and the next moment, the two of them rushed out at the same time with the sound of breaking wind, running in opposite directions.
"Monsters, try this!"
"Seventh-order high-level spiritual arts, Tempest Blade!"
Mo Lao's spiritual power was boiling, and under his feet, a whirlwind suddenly rose, and the whirlwind rose higher and higher, gradually enveloping his whole person.
Eventually, the whirlwind formed a tornado, which not only swept away all the surrounding vegetation, but also released a large area of air blades.
Each air blade was as powerful as before, and the air blades in the sky were blowing in the wind, and even a group of black-robed people did not dare to take it hard.
Among the black-robed men, a burly man stepped forward, he lifted his clothes, and there was a black hard shell on his bare back.
Then he plunged his legs into the ground, clasped his hands, and began to exert force throughout his body.
On top of the hard shell, a spirit array slowly appeared, and then, the hard shell on his back suddenly became larger, like the back armor of a beetle, indestructible.
A large number of black-robed people on Mo Lao's side all hid behind this person, with obvious intentions.
A large number of wind blades followed, striking the armor in a series of clanging sounds.
Each wind blade left a deep scar on the back armor, and the black-green blood splattered out from inside.
After about half a burnt of incense, the back armor was suddenly shattered, and the burly black-robed man was also torn to pieces.
In the same way, among the torsal armor, all kinds of worms crawled out, trying to put them back together.
At this moment, a black-robed man stood out from behind, although his figure was not as burly as the one just now, he also had the same body structure - stiff back armor!
After this person was also torn to pieces, Mo Lao's attack slowed down, the storm around him gradually slowed down, and the wind blades he shot out were not as fast as before.
"Goldman Sachs, haven't you solved it yet?" he muttered anxiously.
At this time, the black-robed people saw that Elder Mo was gone, so they all jumped out from behind and pounced on Elder Mo one after another.
"Goldman Sachs!!" Boss Mo shouted.
"Come on!"
Finally, good news came from Goldman Sachs, Mo Lao used a small part of the remaining spiritual power, and the wind under his feet suddenly rose like a gust of wind, and soon appeared beside Goldman Sachs in the rear.
He saw that at Goldman Sachs' feet, there was still a charred corpse under his feet, and there were two burning dried corpses around him, both of which were lifeless.
But the price paid by Goldman Sachs is not small.
His essence and blood were exhausted, his face was pale, and his arm was scratched, and there was a black poisonous gas slowly spreading on it.
"Let's go!"
As soon as Mo Lao grabbed Goldman Sachs and ran out, he appeared ten zhang away in an instant, and the speed was extremely fast, which was beyond the reach of the dust.
After pulling away from the distance, Mo Lao looked back with palpitations, and found that the group of black-robed people had not caught up, so he was relieved.
But in the next second, above his head, an extremely dangerous aura suddenly descended.
Mo Lao reacted on the spot, throwing the Goldman Sachs in his hand out, and he suffered this attack.
His figure flew upside down for several meters, and after standing up steadily, countless dense blood marks on his chest were shocking.
Mo Lao looked at the person who attacked him, who was also a person in a black robe, but the aura he gave people was a little different from the rest of the people in black robes.
The rest of the black-robed people only gave people a strange feeling of discomfort, and he was full of danger all over his body.
One of his arms is a human arm, and the other is a long tentacle arm similar to a centipede.
And it was these countless tentacles that left dense blood marks on Mo Lao's chest.