And ahead, a glimmer of sky in the dense forest, through a few shimmers of slaughter.

The wounded black figure was faintly visible in the turbid atmosphere. And this is what people from all walks of life are looking for but can't seek, the true appearance of the Mo Silver Knife!

Those who had already been ambushed here were descending from a high place at this moment.

I saw that the placket of the comer was green, and the hem of the gray robe was the tender green of spring grass. The appearance is also good, from a distance, it is like the early spring Ping Pond, dotted with falling flowers, which makes people shine.

Correspondingly, the Mo Silver Knife is a pitch-black cloth that covers his face. Like an unpredictable ghost, hell is impermanent.

"Nanpu spring comes to the green river, and the stone bridge and Zhu Pagoda are still two. Only the clear light was pulled by a sword, and the floating shadow fluttered down the rainbow pass. ”

The comer landed on the ground, facing the demon in front of him who was repeatedly pursued by heroes from all walks of life, and his face suddenly became cold: "Clear Water Floating Star Zhan Yuhong, I have asked you for advice." ”

Mo Yindao didn't answer. In the face of the persecution of the person who suddenly came, his response was faster than the falling leaves and the wind!

The sword light, faster than the lightning, flashed a little dark shadow in the chaos. Zhan Yuhong's sword came out from his back, and he was just as fast, and suddenly opened the killing machine that was already approaching him.

Before he could think about it or react, a few more knife lights were like a probe python, and they struck in an instant.

Zhan Yuhong is not an idle person, although it is the first time to face such a killing move, he still remains calm. He pulled his sword flower, and the internal force formed a barrier in front of him. At the same time, sensing the crisis whirling behind him, he immediately rose into the air, and the sword light swept through his body.

Just listening to the collision of countless "clanging bells", the black light and sword light have weakened. Zhan Yuhong jumped to the ground, and at the same time, his body flew out diagonally, and the sword light was like a raised dragon's head, stabbing directly into the throat of Mo Yindao.

The pitch-black flying knife instantly folded back under the traction of the skillful internal force, and the two handles rushed towards Zhan Yuhong's cheeks respectively.

The subtle choices are momentarily brushed between the ingenious body movements. Zhan Yuhong ejected the sword in his hand, and he borrowed his strength out of thin air, and used a thousand catties downward, and the two deadly flying knives grazed in front of him, only cutting off a single eyelash.

Mo Yindao rose to his feet, and also dodged the flying sword. The weapons of the two immediately swirled back, one in the bag and the other in the sheath.

"Mo Yindao, you should be buried here today." Zhan Yuhong said loudly.

Mo Yindao remained silent. And his gaze silently looked at Zhan Yuhong's legs.

At this moment, Zhan Yuhong almost lost her footing. A throwing knife grazed his thigh just now, but it was so fast that the muscles were tense just now, and they didn't break. And after a little relaxation, blood suddenly gushed out of the wound.

"When will it ......" Zhan Yuhong's face oozed cold sweat.

And at the critical moment, Zhao Gufeng led everyone and finally rushed to help!

"Mr. Zhan Yuhong, are you injured?!" Zhao Gufeng saw Zhan Yuhong, who was half-kneeling on the ground, and seemed to be a little embarrassed, and couldn't help but be surprised.

Seeing this, Mo Yindao seemed to intend to get rid of this siege as soon as possible. When he landed, the wind blew in the forest, and Mo Yindao immediately threw out all the flying knives in his hand, and in an instant, the extremely thin blade was forced to kill in all directions with the gap in the wind!

"Be careful!" Zhao Lone Feng drank when he saw this.

The crowd resisted. Zhan Yuhong also reluctantly drew his sword accordingly. And at the moment when the blade was whirling, I saw a rising cyclone gathered under the feet of Mo Yindao, and the eight blades were like flying cicada wings, trailing away.

"He's running away, what about the others?" Zhan Yuhong saw that Mo Yindao was about to fly away, and shouted to Zhao Gufeng.

Zhao Gufeng is also anxious. In a hurry, he immediately pulled out a small barrel of fireworks bombs from his waist and released them by grazing -

With a "pop", the red light suddenly brightened in mid-air, and then slowly flew away.

"Hopefully we can catch up." Zhao Gufeng looked at the people around him, "If you still have the strength to pursue, follow me!" ”

Zhan Yuhong tried to get up. Zhao Gufeng came to him and looked at the wound: "Mr. Zhan Yuhong, you might as well stay and rest." ”

But Zhan Yuhong waved his hand: "A small injury, it's not in the way." Let's go. ”

Twenty or thirty others followed. Zhao Gufeng nodded, and immediately led everyone to continue to chase forward.

…………

In the forest, the escaped Mo Silver Knife walked coldly, and he could also see the red signal flare, which proved that today's siege was different from the previous one, and this group of rabble seemed to have poured out.

Mo Yindao smiled coldly, and the corners of his mouth were covered, looking weird and arrogant.

This group of goods, he can make them fail again and again, and this time will not be an exception.

The body movement is getting faster and faster, and the energy consumed just now has quickly recovered between runs.

However, just as he was proud, two sword winds swept in at the same time! Suddenly, the forest leaves flew sideways, stirring up a burst of dust.

Mo Yindao's face changed significantly, and he swept through the air when he landed, like a leaftip cicada flying, dodging the sudden killing.

"Click" twice, two sword qi like scissors, cutting off the big tree in place. Mo Yindao slowly returned to the ground, glanced at the tree that broke off at the waist, and probably knew the depth of the two.

At the same time, the two of them slowly walked out of the hidden place.

"Boy, let the old man catch him. Look where you're going. The person in front of him looked old, but his body was still very strong, and he held a sword in his hand, shining brightly.

He also has a Xuan emblem hanging around his waist, with the words "Yin Dulao" written on it. And following him is a young descendant, who seems to have not escaped the spirit of pure youth, and is actually a person who holds the Xuanhui, with the name "Tang Cairan".

The old man turned his head and instructed the next generation: "This time we are facing a great wicked person, boy, don't be soft-hearted." Hold your sword! ”

Then Hou Sheng Cai Ran was very obedient, nodded, and showed a resolute look on his face: "Don't worry, I will do my best." ”

"Uh-huh. That's good. Yin Dulao turned to look at Mo Yindao and slashed his sword horizontally, "Boy, the old man taught you the truth of being a man today!" ”

Mo Yindao chuckled, and finally spoke: "An old immortal, a little doll...... Also looking for death? ”

Old Yin Du went up to Meishan angrily, shouted, and raised a sharp sword wave: "Drink, let the old man teach you how to respect the old and love the young first!" The old dragon crosses the river! ”

Tang Cairan also immediately made a move, the sword light was like a star, blocking the retreat of Mo Yindao: "Sword Cai Changfeng!" ”

Mo Yindao's expression was indifferent, seeing that the double moves were approaching, and the wind was oppressing, he still didn't care.

"It's really embarrassing to have such a level." He inhaled into his abdomen, and the eight blades already contained pitch-black oily true qi between his fingers, "It only takes a moment to deal with you." ”

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