Lin Yiyao stood in place and circled, without any trace of Xiong Er.

Lin Yiyao looked at what she found at the moment, she saw many messy footprints on the ground, and the size of the footprints was not the same.

Lin Yiyao couldn't help but start to guess if Xiong Er had suffered something wrong.

"Xiong Yu, who did you meet!" Lin Yiyao chopped her feet anxiously.

At this moment, Xue Zhihong no longer had enough physical strength to support him to complete the next battle with MK130.

Xue Zhihong stood opposite MK130, the two were four or five meters apart, and MK130 did not continue to attack as if he knew about halftime.

Xue Zhihong was glad that he could recover his strength in this gap, but when he was about to sit down, MK130 rushed over.

The speed was still very fast, and Xue Zhihong was not given extra time to react.

When Xue Zhihong was about to make a countermeasure, MK130 had already pinched his neck.

The familiar picture is presented again.

Xue Zhihong kicked his legs in mid-air in a panic.

He felt the air around him thinner a lot, and his eyes were just right to see MK130's eyes.

The pitch-black pupils seemed to hook his soul tightly like a hook, and he felt like his energy was about to be absorbed by the MK130.

"Die!" MK130 dragged a hoarse voice.

MK130 lifted his claws and gently placed them on top of Xue Zhihong's head, ready to press down at any time.

"Come on! Kill me! Xue Zhihong had a hard time saying these words.

"In this case, I can only fulfill you!" The MK130 laughed again.

MK130 raised his hand suddenly, Xue Zhihong seemed to have a sharp claw that cut through the sky, and just as MK130 was about to stab the claw into Xue Zhihong's head, his palm actually stopped in mid-air, as if it was stuck.

Xue Zhihong had already closed his eyes and was ready to meet death, he felt that he had closed his eyes for a long time, but there was no pain at all, he thought that he had gone to heaven.

He opened his eyes slowly.

I don't know when MK130 has let go of Xue Zhihong's neck, and Xue Zhihong is now standing firmly on the ground.

And the MK130 in front of him looked like it was pressing his head in pain.

The claws on his hands are gone.

"What's wrong?" Xue Zhihong didn't dare to step forward, and his body involuntarily took a few steps back.

He looked at the MK130 quietly.

At the moment, MK130's body seems to be changing, and no one knows whether it is evolution or degradation.

I just feel that the body of the MK130 flashes and flashes, and it becomes smaller and bigger for a while.

Xue Zhihong on the side was confused, and he didn't understand what was going on with MK130.

"No~~~!!" MK130 suddenly shouted this word.

But his voice is not so hoarse, but a little mooxian.

"Mo Xian is here!" Xue Zhihong then remembered.

"Mo Xian!! Mo Xian!! Xue Zhihong roared loudly.

MK130 seemed to be more distressed when he heard Mo Xian's name, and he shook his head violently.

even smashed his head hard with a punch, and Xue Zhihong panicked on the side.

"I need to do something!" Xue Zhihong looked around, hoping to have something useful.

But he looked around and didn't find anything useful.

He had no choice but to rush forward.

The soles of his feet once again radiated with spiritual power, and he jumped suddenly, sitting firmly on MK130's neck, and his hands tightly hugged one of MK130's arms.

MK130's other hand was still tapping on his own head.

Xue Zhihong gritted his teeth, and his body was tilted to block MK130's head.

MK130 did not stop, but worked harder, slamming into Xue Zhihong's back with one punch.

"Ah!!h Although Xue Zhihong was gritting his teeth, the pain in his heart made him scream.

"Ah!!h The MK130 also roared, not so much screaming.

MK130 bent over and raised his head to the sky, his bloody mouth looking very scary.

MK130 slammed it, and Xue Zhihong was thrown out and slammed his back against the wall.

"Ah~~~" This time, Xue Zhihong groaned.

Xue Zhihong rubbed his waist and sat on the ground reluctantly, still roaring like madness from the MK130 in front of him.

The survivors in the safe zone heard MK130's roar and stood in the hallway watching out of curiosity.

At this moment, MK130's figure began to flicker at an accelerated pace.

Slowly, his body became much smaller.

The scales on his body turned into ashes and floated away with the wind, and his arms returned to the size of a normal person.

After all the scales disappeared, Mo Xian fell to the ground.

"Ah, these soldiers—" The survivors saw dead bodies all over the place.

All the soldiers of 176 lay quietly on the ground, not breathing.

Luckily, there was a whole corpse.

"Hey, isn't this that, that, that... "A man shouted as he pointed at Mo Xian.

"That's right!"

These men were the ones Mo Xian encountered when he first broke into the room.

Xue Zhihong saw Mo Xian lying motionless on the ground, endured the pain in his back and ran to Mo Xian's side, picked up Mo Xian and shouted.

"Mo Xian! Wake up! Xue Zhihong shook Mo Xian's head.

Mo Xian slowly opened his eyes and barely woke up.

"Uh... What's wrong? How did I fall asleep? Ah~~~ Hmm..."Mo Xian yawned and looked at Xue Zhihong.

“MK130！” Xue Zhihong gasped, and the sweat on his head slid down Mo Xian's face.

Mo Xian wiped away Xue Zhihong's sweat and hurriedly sat up and looked at Xue Zhihong.

“MK130？ What happened to you? Mo Xian frowned, he remembered the MK130 in his profile.

"I was a little injured, and now I have cut off contact with Lin Yiyao, I don't know where she went."

"By the way, why are you here? Lin Yiyao and you are here? Where did you get hurt? Mo Xian asked a series of questions.

Perhaps, his brother is more important than himself, he doesn't care what happens to him.

"Uh... We waited for you for a long time, and you didn't come back, so I took Lin Yiyao to look for you, Lin Yiyao wanted to come for a long time, so I asked Xiong Er to stay where I was, and I took her to look for you, and after I came, I saw MK130, these are all good things that MK130 did. Xue Zhihong pointed to a dead body.

Mo Xian looked back, the scene was extremely bloody, and when he looked up, the corridors were crowded with survivors.

Mo Xian hurriedly stood up, and then bent down to help Xue Zhihong.

"Let's leave first!"

He helped Xue Zhihong and the two walked out of 176 side by side.

Back to where they had gathered.

Lin Yiyao and Xiong Er were not there.

Mo Xian didn't have time to ask where the two of them went, so let Xue Zhihong lie down first.

used his spiritual power to heal the injuries on Xue Zhihong's body before he opened his mouth to ask what happened.

"Neither of them is there." Mo Xian said lightly.

"Lin Yiyao should have come back first, is it possible that Lin Yiyao called Xiong Er and the two of them to return to 176?" Xue Zhihong looked at it, only one place had some suspicious footprints.