The mud walls stood firm in the wind and rain, but they crumbled and eventually collapsed one day.

A loud bang was accompanied by a dazzling blood mist, the giant wolf fought hard and collapsed with his last breath, Wu Xie's heart sank, and he fell backwards fiercely, hitting the hard rock wall, leaving deep scars.

The powerful impact force made Wu Xie's eyes black for a while, but his knees stood up stubbornly when he was about to touch the ground.

Leaning against the rock wall, covering his chest with his hands, Wu Xie's aura was a little sluggish, but his eyes were still red.

Facing off with the two high-level masters, Tan Xuan rubbed the ground and fell out of more than ten meters, he struggled to get up after stabilizing his retreat, knelt on one knee, and the sword was deeply inserted into the ground, his miserable white lips looked a little miserable because of the red at the corners of his mouth, but a pair of dark eyes were still cold.

The soft whip broke from it, and the clothes that wrapped the graceful and delicate body were ragged, and the bright red color added a bit of tragedy, but Miao Xin still swayed in front of Zhang Mochen, she kept her oath and didn't let anyone get close to Zhang Mochen for half a step, at least so far.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, and the man in black slowly walked towards Zhang Mochen, who was unaware, while the twelve Yuan Masters followed him in awe.

Even if Miao Xin was in full condition, she couldn't be the opponent of the man in black, not to mention that she was now at the end of her rope? The line of defense she had built in front of Zhang Mochen was as brittle as tissue paper.

Seeing this, Wu Xie and Tan Xuan gritted their teeth and rushed away, but unfortunately there was no lethality at all, and the man in black was blasted away without even making a move.

Crashing into the rock wall and landing beside Zhang Mochen, Wu Xie and Tan Xuan squirted out again with a mouthful of heat.

Trembling and standing up, walking with difficulty, Wu Xie and Tan Xuan did not have a trace of fear, and together with Miao Xin, they used their bruised bodies to build the last line of defense.

"You, who are you?" Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Wu Xie's waist could no longer stand up, but his eyes were still fearlessly staring, but there was silence when he answered. "Don't you dare to do it?"

"Senior brother, don't waste your tongue, you only know the people who are secretly handed, do you still expect them to be able to do it without changing their names or changing their surnames?" spitting blood foam on the ground, Tan Xuan sneered viciously.

"Tan Xuan, you're wrong, the shrunken turtle has no name!" Miao Xin also sneered without fear.

Now there is no power to resist, even if it is a delusion, Wu Xie and the three of them can only take turns to sneer, and they can fight for a second is a second, but unfortunately their careful thinking has long been seen through by the man in black, and after the corners of their mouths raised a cold arc again, they waved their big hands, and the twelve Yuan Masters behind them immediately slowly forced away.

"You guys go quickly, I'll break the queen!" A blade glowing with a blue cold light slowly approached, Wu Xie squinted his eyes and whispered.

"I'm not leaving, I'm going to die together!" Supporting his body with a sword, Tan Xuan replied firmly.

Wu Xie was silent, he actually understood, where could he go in this situation?

"Tan Xuan is right, if you want to die together, there is still a companion on Huangquan Road. Miao Xin smiled with relief and said.

"Okay, don't ask to be born on the same day and in the same year, but to die on the same day and in the same year!" Wu Xie laughed heartily and said.

The four people in front of him are all well-known figures in Longbo City, and now three are seriously injured and one is sleeping, and they have all become lambs to be slaughtered, and under the gesture of the man in black raising his hand again, the twelve Yuan Qi suddenly condensed, and the strong coercion pulled a strong wind.

The robes trembled, the black hair danced wildly, and in the face of the twelve nirvana moves, Wu Xie and the three of them smiled, held hands, and tightly protected Zhang Mochen, without making any more tasteless resistance.

In the next second, twelve Yuan Qi attacks were sent out together, and the huge whistling sound was deafening. However, just as Wu Xie and the three of them closed their eyes to accept their fate, a more powerful aura erupted behind them, like a volcanic eruption, and like a tsunami soaring into the sky, this momentum, this coercion could be felt that Zhang Mochen had broken through even without looking at it.

With great joy on their faces, they opened their eyes violently, Wu Xie and the three of them felt a black line rushing overhead, and before their eyes could keep up with the illusory back, twelve powerful vitality collapsed with a loud muffled sound, and of course, there were twelve embarrassed figures.

"You guy, if you don't wake up again, let's meet in the Hades Palace!" Looking at the aura that was condensed outside the body, a smile appeared on his pale face, and Wu Xie said angrily in surprise.

"You have to pay for this medicine!"

Tan Xuan is also overjoyed, but there is still a trace of shame, now Zhang Mochen has also stepped into the ranks of the generals, on an equal footing with him, and he believes that with this guy's demonic growth rate, it won't take long to completely get rid of himself.

"Be careful, that man in black is strong!"

Two shallow dimples resurfaced on Miao Xin's round face, and the joy in the girl's heart was not only because she picked up a life from before the ghost gate was closed, but also because of her own efforts to keep her beloved man.

Slightly sideways, Zhang Mochen's eyebrows were lowered, and the blood stains on the three of them made his anger gradually burn.

"I'm sorry. Leave the rest to me!" Zhang Mochen said softly, and when his gaze looked straight again, it was cold, sharp, and ruthless, and these words were simply not enough to describe it.

Those who are familiar with Zhang Mochen know what this look means.

Whoever moves my brother, die!

Capture the thief and capture the king first, Zhang Mochen locked onto the man in black at a glance, and his eyes burst out sharply, and the gray that represented the earth yuan force pulled out long traces along the way, like the tail of a meteor.

In the serious black pupils, the gray Flying Fire Meteor galloped forward, and the breath on the black-clothed man rose rapidly, reaching the realm of a middle-level Yuan General in a moment, and after a cold snort, he stepped on the ground and rushed up against the blowing wind.

The dull pressure in his chest made Zhang Mochen's sword eyebrows stand upside down, and at the same time, the coldness in his eyes was even worse, and his right arm bent backwards in the rush, like a strong bow slowly pulled out, the arrow was not wound, but the dark power was incomparable.

The black-clothed man's fierce aura soared, and the fist wrapped in yellow aura burst out, condensing a huge fist shadow after emitting a deafening fist sound in the air. That's right, this fist shadow is the Yuan Technique that defeated the Wu Evil Giant Wolf before, but this time the aura is stronger and the attack is more ruthless.

The huge fist shadow roared like Mount Tai pressing the top, Zhang Mochen snorted coldly, concentrated the strength of his whole body in his right fist, and slammed away after a short period of accumulation.

'Boom!'

The huge impact was accompanied by a surging wave of energy.

Wu Xie and the three of them urged the only remaining Yuan Force in their bodies to join forces to defend, but their feet still rubbed the ground and kept sliding backwards until they hit the rock wall behind them.

The twelve Yuan Masters also didn't dare to be careless, and their breaths came out one after another, and under the influence of this powerful aftermath, several junior Yuan Masters turned pale, and a stream of heat rushed straight to their throats.

In mid-air, two fists, one large and one small, could not hold each other. The giant fist shadow is as majestic as a mountain, majestic, and the gray fist is as small as an ant, but it is not afraid.

Under the reflection of these two kinds of light, Zhang Mochen's cold face like an iceberg is not only ruthless but ruthless, and the sweat that quickly drips from his chin will not represent fatigue, but will only show Zhang Mochen's infinite fighting spirit.

If the look of the man in black was serious before, after that move, it was shock. Hunters will carefully arrange it when hunting, obviously, Zhang Mochen was a little caught off guard because of the strength of the Pure Yuan Land again.

However, it was just a hint of shock, what if Zhang Mochen broke through to the junior general? The advantage in the level still made the man in black full of confidence, and after a loud shout, the attack of the giant fist shadow increased several times.

The giant fist shadow suddenly increased its strength, and the situation that was originally stalemate was broken because Zhang Mochen took a few steps back.

Every time he landed, a dull spread spread, and after taking a few steps back, Zhang Mochen bit his teeth, and stepped back with his right foot fiercely, and a pit suddenly appeared on the ground that submerged the surface of his foot.

Zhang Mochen stopped the retreat and stabilized the balance again, however, although the balance was stable, it was still tilted, and he looked in danger at the low end of the scale, and the nervous and anxious faces of Wu Xie and the three of them were ironclad evidence.

Taking advantage of people's illness to kill people, for a veteran killer like the man in black, don't let him gain the upper hand, even if it is extremely weak, otherwise he will take advantage of the situation to continuously expand this upper hand until it is all transformed into suppression.

The corners of his mouth raised a cold arc, and the black-clothed man's left hand slowly raised, and the suffocating coercion suddenly spread because of the yellow light on his left fist, and under the terrifying gaze of Wu Xie and the others, he slammed towards Zhang Mochen in the next second.

Yu Guang watched the second giant fist shadow roar fiercely, and Zhang Mochen's abyssal eyes finally had a trace of solemnity.

Although I don't know what this terrifying fist shadow is, but at least it is a Xuan-level high-level technique, in such a short period of time, two high-level techniques in a row, the man in black in front of him is by no means an ordinary middle-level general, in the majestic breath, Zhang Mochen vaguely felt that one foot of the man in black has entered the realm of a high-level general.

In the past, half a foot into the high-level realm of the middle-level Yuan General was enough to make Zhang Mochen pay attention to it, but now it is not what it used to be, from the high-level Yuan Master to the junior Yuan General, Zhang Mochen's strength improvement is not at all a simple level leap can be summarized.

The level can fight against the middle-level generals when he is a high-level general, how can Zhang Mochen be afraid of the man in black, a half-hung high-level general?

A cold rebuke came out from the corner of his mouth, Zhang Mochen withdrew his right fist and swung his left fist, and then his right fist directly collided with the second giant fist shadow.

The huge collision sound once again set off a wave of powerful aftermath, and Wu Xie and the three of them jumped to their throats, not daring to look at them directly.

The power of the giant fist shadow Wu Xie knows best, but one fist shadow can defeat his giant wolf rush, what about the two......?

Tan Xuan and Miao Xin also know the power of the two fist shadows, although Zhang Mochen has now entered the junior general, but Wu Xie has also stepped into the middle level with half a foot, the latter can't even parry a fist shadow, how can Zhang Mochen be easy?

However, when the three of them opened their eyes in the first second after the impact of Yu Wei, they couldn't help but swallow their saliva fiercely, the two huge fist shadows were still fierce, but Zhang Mochen's feet did not retreat half a minute, and the two small gray fists seemed to contain incomparably powerful power, resisting the giant fist shadow to the death.