Chapter 8: Trouble is coming
Xia Haoyu and the three of them, put away the flying cloud boat, and stepped on the ground again, they couldn't help but feel a little steady, after all, the waterway for a few months, although the flying cloud boat is stable and abnormal, but there is always no steadiness on the ground, plus the river has branched out a few times, and it is no longer suitable for the flying cloud boat.
At this time, the three of them had already arrived at the southern periphery of the Demon Dark Forest, and it was all due to the abnormal speed of the Flying Cloud Boat, and the river was also off the center area, although it was still attacked by dozens of Demon Beasts during the period, but relying on the speed of the Flying Cloud Boat and its own protective array, it was finally possible to reach here without danger.
At this moment, Mo Da and Xia Haoyu couldn't help but look at the woods on the side, and said in their hearts: "Trouble is coming." ”
Sure enough, several people appeared in the forest one after another, the leader was more than eight feet tall, with dark skin and a black face, but he was dressed in a white-faced robe, with a big knife on his back, which looked very strange, but seven or eight people behind him were unified black-clothed long swords, staring at the three of them with fierce eyes.
"Black face doesn't need to be white and impermanent?" Mo Da looked at the man in white with a solemn face.
"Quack, quack, quack" Bai Wuchang looked rude, but his voice was shrill and harsh: "Yes, it's just below." ”
"Presumably, the eight behind you are Your Excellency's black-clothed eight killer guards?"
Bai Wuchang did not shy away from it at all: "Yes, the eight people are the death guards, and they are also the eight killer guards you are talking about." ”
Mo Da looked back at Mo Qi, and said solemnly: "Bai Wuchang is already a sect-level superior, at the same level as me, a big sword in one hand is superb, and the eight killers are even more dead, eight people can kill the sect-level mid-level martial artists, this battle is very dangerous, I will block them later, you take the young city lord and leave as soon as possible." ”
The martial artists of the Aowu Continent are divided into three levels from low to high: Aoshi, Aoshi, Great Aoshi, Aojiang, Aowang, Aozong, Aozun, Aodi, Aosheng, and Aoshen, and the level is divided into three levels, it is said that the Aoshen can break through the space barrier and travel the starry sky.
Mo Qi's cold face did not answer, his eyes were firm, and he was obviously ready to fight to the death with the other party.
Mo Da looked at Mo Qi's eyes and knew his thoughts, and scolded angrily: "Bastard, my Mo Da is small in death, and the young city lord is here to move rescue soldiers for my city, if there are three long and two short, it is related to the life and death of tens of millions of people in my city." ”
But Mo Qi's eyes were firm and did not change in the slightest, as if the life and death of those tens of millions of people had nothing to do with him.
Mo Da was angry: "Hello, even if you don't care about others, but you still have five brothers who are still in the city, you miss them"
"Boss of the Mo family, Mo Da, you are waiting here for more than a month, maybe you will let one of you leave?" Mo Da was interrupted by the scream of Bai Wuchang on the other side before he finished speaking.
Mo Da also simply gave Xia Haoyu a look, which meant that he would leave on his own when he had the opportunity, and he no longer spoke, holding the hilt of the sword with his left hand and holding the hilt with his right hand, and stepped forward step by step, with Mo Da's steps, the momentum on his body gradually climbed, and the black robe seemed to be full of hydrogen balloons bulging high.
Bai Wuchang also had the same sinister eyes as before, his face was solemn, his right hand was holding the handle of the knife, and his hair moved without wind.
The next moment, I saw Mo Da's long sword coming out of the shell, and his body instantly crossed the middle ten zhang distance, like a flash, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Bai Wuchang's throat.
Then I only heard Bai Wuchang shouting: "It's good to come." ”
I only heard "ping pong", the sword light is like a waterfall, and the sword shadow is like a tide. Covered by dust and sand, the figure inside could barely be seen, and between breaths, the sword collided no less than a hundred times.
With all his eyesight, he saw that Mo Da had many injuries on his body, the upper part of his left hand had been pierced, the wound was still flowing with blood, and Bai Wuchang on the opposite side was not much better, his right ear had been cut off, his white robe had been pierced more than a dozen times, and a long sword mark was from his right chest to his left abdomen, which looked very vicious.
Suddenly, Bai Wuchang broke out with a long roar, and the Eight Killer Guards, who had not moved behind him, immediately stepped up with their swords, and Mo Qi suddenly burst out, and all the places she passed were frozen by the cold air that emanated, and then she, who was in the lower position of the sect, was under the Eight Killer Guards Sword Formation, and soon she could only support hard.
His eyes were slightly condensed, Xia Haoyu followed suit, and looked not far away, the scarred black robe was soaked with blood, his left hand drooped unnaturally, and his strong body was full of knife wounds turned outward.
It's just that between the concentrations, there are more additions.