......

The butler's side was not easy, and a blood-colored figure descended from the sky and launched a crazy and fierce attack on him.

Flying Blood Warriors!

Although they are both blood warriors, the definitions between the two are completely different.

The difference is that the Flying Blood Warrior has a pair of blood-colored metal wings that allow him to glide through the sky.

Moreover, every innate blood warrior has the strength of the late innate stage.

The housekeeper only has the strength of the innate middle stage.

Moreover, the butler on the ground is very passive, he can't fly, and he doesn't have a weapon in his hand, if he accidentally lets his skin touch with the machete of the Flying Blood Warrior, then everything will be played.

Also, the Blood Soul Master who can control the Flying Blood Warrior has at least a late-innate stage of cultivation.

Besides, who can guarantee that there is only one flying blood warrior.

While struggling to dodge the crazy attacks of the blood warriors, he was also vigilant for the presence of other blood warriors around him.

He regretted a little at this time, why didn't he bring a few weapons with him.

One thing is more gratifying, the young master and the third young master have successfully defeated the people in the way.

"Leave me alone!"

The butler suddenly shouted, and his body leaned down to the right sharply, so as to avoid the machete sneak attack, and the butler's black tuxedo was stripped of a large piece of fabric.

However, the fabric shimmers with a metallic sheen. Fortunately, he was wearing a protective suit of the same style as Uncle Mo, which saved the lives of two people in a short period of time.

It's dangerous!

Mo Yunxuan's third uncle glanced at each other, stepped over the body of the blood warrior, and ran away.

At this time, you shouldn't be entangled in the love of your children, and it is the right way to protect the best spirit stones from falling into the evil martial arts.

Again, the butler's sacrifice must not be in vain.

They ran away, and the butler smiled, smiling kindly.

At this time, he had no worries, he simply took off the tuxedo on his body, and the golden protective clothing inside was worn close to his body, and perfectly showed his solid figure.

Compared with Uncle Mo's pseudo-type man, the housekeeper is the real man, but he doesn't easily show his landscape on weekdays.

Flicking his arm, the butler made a movement that he would never have been able to do on a normal day.

One hand crossed his waist, and the other pointed at the flying blood warrior in the sky, hooked his fingers, and grinned.

"Come on, let Lao Tzu destroy you!"

......

Mo Yunxuan and the others, who escaped from the alley, soon ushered in the second wave of interceptions.

Blood warriors again!

However, this time, the number of blood warriors was too terrifying.

Ten blood warriors blocked the way.

As soon as they came outside, they smelled a strong smell of blood, and not only that, but they also saw several corpses piled up by a certain wall, all of them wearing black suits, and they were all very miserable.

They were all bodyguards hired by Mo Yunxuan and the others.

Third Uncle Mo's face suddenly became tragic, and a cloudy tear flowed out of his eyes.

In the corpse, he saw his cronies and friends lying in it, his eyes wide open, but out of focus.

His chest was red with blood, and his thighs were cut in half.

There is no corpse in death, and there is no blindness in death!

"Ahh

The speed was so fast that even Mo Yunxuan didn't stop him.

Uncle Mo's small universe finally broke out, but for Uncle Mo, one pick ten is undoubtedly looking for death.

It's a pity that he has lost his mind.

His mind is very confused now, and this morning, he also joked with his friends that they would go to the goddess's house to play together in the evening to see who could get the goddess's kiss.

At that time, my friend said that the goddess didn't like beer belly and made her die, but now ......

My friend is dead, and everything is gone!

This group of blood warriors who have suffered a thousand knives deserve to die!

Turning sorrow into strength, for a while, his strength was a lot more refreshing, but Mo Yunxuan's brows were furrowed.

Uncle Mo's style of play is called venting style of play, although he can improve his strength in a short time, but at the same time, he is constantly overdrawing his physical strength.

Uncle Mo's state didn't last long.

It's a pity that I didn't stop him.

There was no way, Mo Yunxuan's body shook slightly, turned into a white figure and entered the battle circle, injected the bronze soft sword with internal force, killed the enemy with the third uncle, and then found an opportunity to take the third uncle away from the battle circle.

In this state of the third uncle, he can't get close to the third uncle, the third uncle is already crazy, and he will cut people when he sees them.

He can only find an opportunity next to the third uncle, and block the machete from behind for the third uncle if necessary.

Other than that, all he has to do is conserve his stamina, not go head-to-head with the enemy.

For a time, they were caught in a bitter battle.

Ping Pong ......

Third Uncle Mo's black stick and machete collided with each other, his eyes were bloodshot, and his lips had been bitten.

Who can understand the grief and indignation in his heart at this time, his friend died because of himself.

If he hadn't underestimated the strength of the evil martial arts and brought him here, his friend would definitely not have an accident.

If he can return safely today, they can go to the goddess's house to eat and drink together in the evening.

It's a pity that there is no what if......

Third Uncle Mo was in a state of confusion, all because of the group of miscellaneous people in front of him!

He's going to avenge his friend!

Avenge these bodyguards of his too!

His attack became more and more violent, and a stick smashed into the head of a blood warrior, and the human head separated, leaving nine of the ten blood warriors.

"Ahh

Perhaps because of the reason why he destroyed one of the blood warriors, Uncle Mo let out a shout from his mouth, and another stick was struck, forcing back the three blood warriors.

Bang!

He took advantage of the victory to pursue, and the power that erupted at this time was actually a strength that only had reached the middle stage of the innate stage.

The blood warriors were defeated under his onslaught.

One enemy and nine still do not fall behind.

"Cough cough cough ......" Suddenly, a mouthful of blood spit out from Uncle Mo's mouth, turning into a cloud of blood mist.

It was dark in front of me, and I stumbled under my feet and almost fell.

His body was on the verge of collapse.

Forcibly raise the spirit, carrying a stick to face the battle.

Bang...... Airplanes......

The collision between the stick and the machete, when the collision, the stick made a buzz, a huge force came from the stick, his palm suddenly numb, the stick left his hand, flew out more than ten meters away, and smashed on the wall.

Boom –

There was a big hole in the wall, and there was another boom, and the wall collapsed.

When Third Uncle Mo was a little stunned, a red machete suddenly attacked him, and he subconsciously raised his hand to resist, but where could he block the attack of the machete when he was unarmed.

Seeing that the machete had already come to him, it was too late to hide at this time.

He closed his bloodshot eyes in despair.

Not far away, Mo Yunxuan was entangled by four blood warriors and couldn't get out and rushed over to rescue, so he could only watch the third uncle...... No, things are still turning around!

Mo Yunxuan's eyes lit up.