Mo Han stood at the bottom of the giant pit, his hands immediately let go of the Taiji heavy sword, and as soon as he bent down, the whole person jumped up from the bottom of the pit, and the killing blade that bloomed with blood-red light appeared in his hand at the same time. Before he even had time to observe the surrounding situation clearly, Mo Han chased after him in the direction in which the desolate emperor Balan flew out in his memory.

As soon as the Desolate Emperor Baron landed, his whole body shook violently, and blood flowed out of his lips.

"Boy, even if you are insidious, this king will not give you any more chance, see how you escape this time!" Feeling the pain coming from all the internal organs in his body, as well as the front paws with two broken bones, the two eyes of the Desolate Emperor were red, and he wanted to tear Mo Han to pieces immediately.

As soon as he thought of the aura that had completely erupted from the Taiji Heavy Sword, the Desolate Emperor was terrified. He couldn't imagine what kind of sword the Taiji heavy sword was, not only was it heavier than a mountain, but the momentum it exuded could also directly lock him, a demon beast in the later stage of the demon man.

If it weren't for his quick reaction and relying on his body hardness to be strong enough, he might have died under the Tai Chi heavy sword.

Every time he thought of this, the desolate emperor hated his teeth itching, looking at the deep pit smashed out by the Taiji heavy sword not far away, the desolate emperor moved his two front paws slightly, and suppressed the seriously injured one with Yuan Li, preparing to tear Mo Han apart and then heal it well.

As soon as the Desolate Emperor raised his head, he saw a figure passing through the dust and sand, holding a blood-red short blade and rushing towards him: "Hmph, there is a way in heaven that you don't go, and there is no door in hell for you to break in, and this king hasn't even gone to trouble you, you dare to take the initiative to send it to the door." ”

The combat power of the demon beast is completely on himself, so he is good at all kinds of melee combat. At this time, seeing that Mo Han actually gave up the advantage of a human monk and flew up to fight him in close combat, the corner of the Desolate Emperor's mouth showed a cruel smile again.

It's just that with the loss of the sword just now, the Emperor of the Wasteland didn't dare to be careless, but he didn't pay special attention to it.

Even if he is a body refiner among human beings, compared to demon beasts of the same level, the strength of his body is far inferior to that of demon beasts. Therefore, in the consciousness of the Desolate Emperor, even if Mo Han was a body refiner, he would not care about it, after all, he was already a demon beast in the late stage of the demon master, which was equivalent to the late stage of the spirit in the human race, that is, the highest allowed monk on the Withered Leaf Continent.

Mo Han flew out of the deep pit, and without the cover of the dust, he naturally saw the desolate emperor Baliang not far away. Mo Han didn't know how badly the Wasted Emperor Barang was injured, but he believed that the Wasted Emperor Baron must have been injured, at least from the front paws that he was hanging high and did not land.

"Boy, I swear that I will tear you apart and turn you into food for my sons!" the Desolate Emperor let out a low roar, and the entire huge demon body burst out like sharp arrows and flew towards Mo Han.

Mo Han seemed to have returned to his childhood, in order to survive, he had to follow the rules of the game of the Xuanye Kingdom royal family to train dead soldiers and killers, and struggle on the brink of death every day. Sometimes it's with the same people, sometimes it's with wild beasts, sometimes it's in the primeval forest, and it's always fighting against death.

That was the first time he was released into the primeval forest, and it was also the first time he encountered the biggest crisis. That was when he just came back from a mission, he was seriously injured, and as soon as he returned to the Xuanye Country, he was thrown directly into the primeval forest, and he didn't know if the person who threw him intentionally or unintentionally, and he used a lot of force when he threw it down. As a result, after he fell to the ground, his whole body was in such pain that he couldn't even move his fingers.

Just as he closed his eyes and waited silently to recover, a wolf howl woke him up, and he was greeted by a hungry wolf who had been obviously hungry for many days, staring at him, so similar to the scene of this incident.

"Could it be that I have been fighting with wolves in my life?" Mo Han muttered, flipped in the air, and the right hand holding the killing blade stabbed fiercely towards the injured front paw of the Desolate Emperor Barang, and the left hand was clenched into a fist, and the dark golden light covered it and collided with the other front paw of the Desolate Emperor Barona.

"You dare to touch the body of this king, you are an egg touching a stone, and you are looking for death. Desolate Emperor Barian looked at Mo Han with a hint of disdain at the corner of his mouth, in his opinion, the only thing that needed to be paid attention to was the short blade in Mo Han's hand.

I don't know why looking at the short blade in Mo Han's hand, Desolate Emperor Balian always has a feeling of panic, as if the short blade is a great threat to him, and he can't even touch it.

This is the battle instinct that the Desert Emperor Baron has cultivated since he was a child, and it is also the instinct when danger comes.

"Not good, Killing Blade!" Before approaching, the Desolate Emperor Baron finally saw what the weapon that gave him an extremely dangerous feeling was.

The Killing Blade, the Great Fierce Blade, the Desolate Emperor had never seen it, but he had heard of it, and he probably knew its shape. And not long ago, outside the primeval forest, in the human world, he also knew that the killing blade, the fierce blade, had become Mo Han's special weapon. Originally, he thought that with the legend of the killing blade, Mo Han could not use it at any time, but looking at Mo Han's current appearance, it was no different from ordinary weapons.

It's too late to take out a weapon now, and all the Emperor can do is to avoid the Killing Blade and not let the Killing Blade fall on him.

Regardless of whether the legend of the Killing Blade is true or not, since so many people believe it, it proves that the power of the Killing Blade is not much weaker than the legend.

But this distance of less than one meter, it is not easy to avoid the Killing Blade, unless he takes a punch from Mo Han, and uses the good front paw to hold or even break Mo Han's arm of the Killing Blade, or directly slap Mo Han away.

Mo Han had already given the Desolate Emperor a lot of surprise and shock, and he didn't dare to take the risk of taking the second method, which was to shoot Mo Han away. If Mo Han is not slapped away, the killing blade will definitely fall on him.

The desolate emperor was afraid, unconsciously afraid, he didn't dare to gamble anymore, and he didn't want to gamble anymore, so he chose to take a punch from Mo Han and slap Mo Han's arm holding the killing blade or shoot it away.

Mo Han's fist had a dark golden aura on it, exuding a dark golden light, like a trap full of mystery, completely protecting Mo Han's fist and carrying the strength of Mo Han's whole body.

Desolate Emperor Barang's whole body was filled with a layer of pale cyan light, and if he didn't look at it up close, he couldn't even find it. Because the pale cyan light is integrated with the hair on his appearance, it is impossible to see it roughly.

Boom!

Mo Han's fist fell heavily on the Desert Emperor Barang, and the Desert Emperor Barang was a sideways body, not only removing part of the power of Mo Han's fist, but also using another front paw to slap Mo Han's arm holding the Killing Blade crookedly, preventing the Killing Blade from falling on his body. At the same time, the Desolate Emperor Barian let out a long roar, raised his head, and slammed it into Mo Han's chest.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out of Mo Han's mouth, and Mo Han only felt a pain in his chest, and then heard the sound of several ribs breaking. It was as if it was not a demon beast that hit him, but a huge and heavy piece of dark iron, and then his entire body flew down like a kite with a broken string.

For the first time, Mo Han felt the horror of the demon beast's body, especially the demon beast with high cultivation. Mo Han knew how hard his body was, and he could even be said to be an invincible existence in the same rank. But after personal contact with the Wasted Emperor Barang, Mo Han knew how hard the Wasted Emperor Barang's body was.

He punched the Desolate Emperor Baron as if he were hitting an impregnable wall, not only did it not cause any harm to the Desolate Barang, but even shook one of his arms numb, as if it was about to break. And the desolate emperor slapped a claw on the wrist of his right hand, and there was no wound on the surface, but only Mo Han knew that this claw not only deflected the direction of his attack, but also shattered the bones of his entire arm.

If the two arms were nothing, then the bump of the desolate emperor Barang's head was a bump that made Mo Han extremely shocked and felt the gap between them.

Boom.

Mo Han's body fell heavily to the ground, as if his whole body was falling apart, he couldn't use any strength, and he even felt difficult to breathe, as if he was about to suffocate.

Desolate Emperor Barian looked at Mo Han, who was lying on the ground for a long time without moving, breathing from time to time, and came to Mo Han with his head held high: "Give you one last chance, take the initiative to hand over the holy beast, hand over all the things on your body, and let me check your soul, I can still let you live, otherwise you will die!"

Mo Han was lying on the ground, no part of his body could move, and even when he opened his mouth, his mouth was full of blood: "No, it's not impossible, you, you, if you have the ability, you will kill the master!"

Desolate Emperor Barang's eyes were full of cruelty when he looked at Mo Han, his whole body stood upright, the intact front paw was raised high, and a Yuanli wolf claw that was twice as large as Mo Han's entire body appeared above Mo Han: "Don't worry, I won't kill you, you still have so many secrets on you, how can I be willing to let you die." I will only leave your consciousness and let your whole body bones be broken, and you will never think about cultivation again in this life!"

Mo Han's face was calm, and he was not frightened by the Desolate Emperor Barang: "I couldn't cultivate in this life, but I can cultivate now." Master, I dare to rebel even against the sky, why bother talking about you as a little dog. Just do it, see if I will frown!"

"You are looking for death!" The most hated thing in the life of the desolate emperor Barian was that others scolded him for being a dog, but Mo Han scolded him anyway.

The huge front paws that the Desolate Emperor Barang conjured up directly above Mo Han slapped down on Mo Han's body with the desolate emperor's rage.

It can be seen from this claw that the Emperor of the Wasteland has no mercy, if this claw is really filmed, Mo Han may not even be able to escape from the Yuan Baby.

"Enough, Barona, you've gone too far, do you really want to kill the benefactor of our Holy Clan here?" A coquettish voice suddenly came from behind Mo Han, and nine snow-white tails suddenly appeared above Mo Han's body, scattering the wolf claws conjured up by the Desolate Emperor Bala Yuan Force.