Volume 1: The Myth of a Hundred Battles Chapter 31 Helping Hands

"What a nuisance. ”

Mo Fan exhaled, his face was very solemn, but he didn't expect that as soon as he blocked a strong attack, this evil water was pressed like a mad dog.

In the face of the fierce attack of the evil water, Mo Fan was not the one to stand and be beaten, he poured out all the spiritual power in his body, and the degree of violence actually made his black knife let out a loud groan.

One green and one black, the two energies collided fiercely, and the momentum of the evil water and Mo Fan stalemate each other, forming two huge balls of light with great momentum.

"Boom!"

With the continuous fusion of the two momentums, the power finally got out of control, the ball of light exploded, and the sound shook like thunder, which shocked half of Xinghe Bay. The figures of Mo Fan and Evil Water were bounced away almost at the same time, and two deep pits appeared in the place where the two of them had been, and there was a mess all around, scattered cracks and stone pits everywhere, and dust drifted everywhere.

Mo Fan stepped back one after another, stuffed a few blood tonic pills into his mouth, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, his brain was running rapidly, and he was thinking about whether to borrow the power of the master, until the last resort, Mo Fan didn't want to do it, after all, Xinghewan is a mixed place, if the master is exposed, I am afraid it will cause more trouble.

Just in this electric light and flint, a gust of incense blew, blowing away all the breath here, and then leaving a faint fragrance of flowers and plants, "buzzing", the air vibrate, a purple magic circle appeared in front of Mo Fan, and five figures appeared.

"Brother Twenty-Nine, what is your opinion now?" Mu Tongtian looked at Mo Fan with a smile.

The Five Monsters of the Chaotic Immortal Pavilion!

Evil Water looked up at the five figures that suddenly appeared on the purple magic circle and blocked Mo Fan's body, his brows furrowed, and a trace of fierceness flashed in his eyes, "What do you mean?"

Ziyu's eyelashes trembled slightly, she hid her face and chuckled, she pinched her orchid fingers, dodged behind Crazy Iron, and said in a crisp voice: "Oh, the slave family is so scared, you are so fierce, you must be a bad person." ”

Hearing Ziyu's ridicule, Evil Water clenched his fist violently, the muscles on his face trembled, and his eyes erupted with fire, "This is not a hanging city, there are wrongs, there are debtors, and it has nothing to do with you, so don't interfere, lest you become someone else's sword." ”

Facing the cold threat of the evil water, Mu Tongtian turned around, still with a hippie smile, he shrugged his shoulders, "I'm sorry, we've been a little tight lately, so we have to borrow the heads of the four evils of crossing the river to earn some spirit stones to spend." ”

"Good! ”

The face of the evil water was like a touch of frost, the killing intent swept away from his body, and with a flip of his palm, a blood-colored long knife appeared in his hand, and suddenly a manic bloodthirsty aura rushed to the sky, impacting the hearts of everyone present.

It turned out to be the ultimate treasure, the Blood Mist Flame Star Knife!

There was a lot of commotion in the fish market, and many streets in the distance began to be lit up in twos and threes, and some people woke up in a daze, scolded and fell asleep again, and those figures who were about to move in the dark could not hold back at the moment, and came one after another.

"Want to be a yellow finch, be careful that I cut you all!" Evil Water's murderous intent spread violently, giving people an invisible threat, and he glanced around casually, his voice cold, warning those figures hiding in the darkness around him.

It seems that some of them not only came to see the excitement, but also wanted to take the opportunity to share a spoonful of soup.

"Boom"

In the shadows, someone let out an eerie strange laugh, which seemed to be disdainful of the words of the evil water, you know, they are all blood-licking people with the tip of the knife, they have experienced a lot of life and death, and the head is just a big scar at the mouth of the bowl, where will they be afraid of the painless threat of the evil water.

"Brother Twenty-Nine, this evil water will be handed over to you, be careful of his Blood Mist Flame Star Knife, this knife also has another state of transformation 'mist', and has the ability to corrode at high temperatures. Mu Tongtian instructed in a condensed voice, his face gradually became serious, this was the first time he had led the team against four tenth-level spirit masters.

"The characteristic of this triangular dragon beast is to break the defense, hand it over to him, are you afraid that it will be inappropriate?" Luomen Gusan looked at Mo Fan who was recovering, his brows furrowed deeply, he felt that Mu Tongtian's choice this time was not very stable, before he came out to practice, the pavilion master had said to be careful, and they should not have been involved in this trip to the troubled waters.

In this game of chess, every move will be thrilling, after all, they only have one chance to win!

Mo Fan slowly opened his eyes, a touch of essence light swept through them, feeling the flow of spiritual power rolling in the meridians, he glanced at the powder in his hand with some distress, a hundred inferior spirit stones were gone.

"Thank you for your help. ”

Mo Fan got up and hugged his fists to thank him, the mess left by Su Yunge was now smashed on him, fortunately, someone came to his aid at the time of crisis, Mo Fan was naturally grateful.

Mo Fan ripped off the broken robe, and the muscles with obvious contours were revealed, showing an explosive sense of power, and a layer of black arc slowly pulsed on his body, ready to attack.

"Hmph"

"I will let you understand that there is an unbridgeable chasm between you and me!" Evil Water pointed at Mo Fan with his knife, blood filling his eyes.

The knife is five feet, like soaked in blood, revealing endless killing intent.

A cyan pillar of light rose from the evil water's body, and the triangular earth dragon above its head instantly condensed and lifelike, it shook its body and stepped towards Mo Fan with a tyrannical aura, and in an instant, the evil water raised its own momentum to the highest point.

The muscles on Mo Fan's body trembled slightly, and the pupils that blended with the night could not see the waves clearly, his body moved, and in a blink of an eye, he rushed to the evil water, and a knife fell, and the green blade that swung out was like a torrent, sweeping one side.

Mo Fan actually carried the power of the Triangle Earth Dragon to fight him!

"Look for death!"

The corners of Evil Water's eyes were cold, and his hands clenched the Blood Mist Flame Star Knife and slashed it fiercely, and the blade became scorching sharply at this moment, and wherever it passed, sparks shot out.

Seeing that Mo Fan had already fought with the evil water, Mu Tongtian confidently said to Luomen Gusan: "You don't have to worry about the three fat, the two most difficult of the four evils to cross the river are the evil water and the evil bones, so we must choose two people to fight against them alone, in terms of the offensive system, we only have Crazy Iron and Brother Twenty-Nine." If you let the Crazy Iron face the evil water, it will naturally be excellent, but the evil bone is a typical pure violent offensive system, and Brother Twenty-Nine may not be his opponent, but..."

Then Mu Tongtian's words changed, "Let Brother No. 29 face the evil water, with his speed and explosive ability, he can completely contain the slow-moving evil water;

Mu Tongtian glanced at Crazy Iron, only to see Crazy Iron walk away with a cold face, "He will die." ”

"Boom!"

The huge pressure swept around, and the ground cracked again, with the mad iron as the center, and the places within a radius of three zhang collapsed by an inch, and the collapse continued. Ten spirit patterns on Crazy Iron's body flashed, and his skin began to turn iron blue little by little, turning into steel, and every step he took, a footprint would be left on the ground, and the momentum on his body became more and more condensed.

The air shook, and a terrible aura enveloped the surroundings, and the air became as viscous as a deep swamp, and I saw the wild iron shoot out like a cannonball, and the vast fist smashed into the evil bones hanging in midair, and a deep pit formed where he had been standing, and rolled up a cloud of smoke and dust.

"Humph!"

Not to be outdone, the terrifying aura on his body rose into the air, and with a punch, the air around him began to become distorted.

"Bang!"

The two fists collided, and with a loud bang, an invisible wave rolled up a burst of dust and spread violently in all directions, and the light in the collision flickered and dazzling, and finally shattered into countless pieces like glass, dissipating into the void.

Immediately afterwards, the breath of the two of them soared again, their fists were like seals, and they bombarded each other wildly and violently, and the air of the two battles in mid-air, the air seemed to be squeezed to the limit by the fist wind, and there were bursts of explosions, so that the figures watching in the distance couldn't help but be stunned.

Punch to the flesh, there are no fancy moves, it is completely pure violence!

The dull sonic boom continued to sound, and in the blink of an eye, Crazy Iron and Evil Bone exchanged hundreds of punches, but neither of them took advantage of the other.

Mu Tongtian glanced at the fierce iron on his body, and a golden color slowly appeared in the depths of his pupils, among the five of them, only one of them was a tenth-level war spirit master, he, Zi Yu, and Qiu Xue were all ninth-level spell spirit masters, and Luomen Gusan was only an eighth-level war spirit master.

"As for this evil sword immortal and evil eyes, it is up to me and the three fats to deal with it. Mu Tongtian said to Luomen Gusan, and then he sealed his hands, and the green ruler stood on his chest, and golden energy poured out from his pupils, and carved a golden pattern of the word 'one' on the green ruler.