The sharp shuttle flashed with dazzling light, and with the formation of Zhao Xiaoyi's handprints, six shuttles miraculously spun in mid-air, and then they converged into one.

"Six yuan in one!" Zhao Xiaoyi snorted softly, and as his handprint stopped, the six shiny shuttles also fit together perfectly.

The combination of the six shuttles is like a thing suspended in mid-air, surrounded by a visible energy mist lingering, and the spiritual fluctuations that fluctuate on the shuttle are the second-order martial madness Zhao Mo on the opposite side can't help but be stunned, the sharp edge with a whistling sound, the essence of light flowing, quite magical.

"It's not that I don't dare to take it, then I'll take it and give it a try. A sneer flashed at the corner of his mouth, Zhao Xiaoyi's expression was awe-inspiring, followed by a wave of his arms, and then he saw that the shuttle suspended in mid-air suddenly disappeared, and when it reappeared, it had already reached Zhao Mo, and that speed had reached an extremely alarming level.

Seeing the strange shuttle, Zhao Mo also felt a chill in his heart, especially the spiritual fluctuations on the shuttle, that is, he felt a kind of breath of death, which was cold and desperate, making people feel extreme palpitations.

Zhao Mo's reaction was not slow, and when the shuttle was approaching his figure, he hurriedly blasted out with his fist, which had already been prepared.

The two attacks shook together, and a circle of energy ripples suddenly spread, and with the spread of energy ripples, Zhao Xiaoyi's flying shuttle and Zhao Mo's tiger head fist were also shaken in mid-air.

The tiger head on the fist let out a low roar, and it wanted to rush out, but it was blocked by the shuttle in front of it, and it couldn't move forward half a step at all.

Zhao Mo's eyes became scarlet, his eyes stared at the shuttle that was holding the tiger's head, his arms trembled slightly, this blow was his strongest blow, but he didn't expect to be helpless against Zhao Xiaoyi's Horcrux, and the fierce killing aura on the shuttle made the power of his tiger head faintly weakened, and the vitality in his body had been promoted to the maximum, but even so, he still couldn't push the shuttle in front of him, at this time Zhao Mo knew that he really underestimated this fourth-order great martial artist.

At this moment, under Zhao Mo's frightened look, a slight sound suddenly came out of the tiger's head that was held up by the six-yuan shuttle, and then he saw that there was a slight crack on the tiger's head.

The cracks are getting bigger and bigger, more and more, just for a moment, it is like a spider web covering the entire tiger head, and when it comes to zuihou, Zhao Mo's tiger head finally can't support it, and it explodes.

"Don't!" Seeing the tiger's head burst, Zhao Mo roared in horror and despair, however, the shuttle that pierced the tiger's head had already killed again, and in that roar, it penetrated through Zhao Mo's abdomen.

A large mouthful of red blood spurted out of his mouth, and under the inertia of the six-yuan flying shuttle, Zhao Mo's figure flew out abruptly, and Zuihou fell heavily on the ground.

Zhao Mo covered his penetrated abdomen with one hand, and supported his body with difficulty with the other, his eyes looked at Zhao Xiaoyi opposite with resentment and trepidation, never dreaming that he, a second-order martial artist, would now fall into the hands of a fourth-order great martial artist.

A blow stabbed Zhao Mo into a serious injury, Zhao Xiaoyi did not continue to take advantage of the victory to pursue, the six-yuan shuttle spun in mid-air, and then flew to him, quietly suspended in mid-air, like a docile bird, waiting for the call of the master.

"Zhao Mo is it!" Zhao Xiaoyi walked towards Zhao Mo step by step, a heart-shaking smile appeared on his face, "It's noisy! Why don't you call it?"

Zhao Mo's strength is indeed not weak, Zhao Xiaoyi was able to hit Zhao Mo hard, and he also took out his own hole card, this six-yuan integration was realized by Zhao Xiaoyi when he just broke through, but he didn't expect it to come in handy, but the mental strength required to perfectly fuse the six shuttles together is too great, and with Zhao Xiaoyi's current third-level soul master's spiritual strength, he can't withstand a few tosses at all.

"Oh, humble branch personnel, what's the matter, you don't dare to kill me at all, in this barren mountain range, if you dare to kill me, you will be endlessly chased by a bunch of martial mad powerhouses, even if you go out of this barren mountain range, you will definitely die. Zhao Mo stared at Zhao Xiaoyi, the panic on his face gradually dissipated, replaced by a cold smile, the Zhao family competition, in short, it is the main lineage personnel who play the main role, and most of the martial arts powerhouses are also main lineage personnel, therefore, Zhao Mo concluded that Zhao Xiaoyi would not dare to kill him, after all, it is not a small matter to kill a martial mad powerhouse with the main line, such a thing makes other martial arts strong people have a potential sense of threat, therefore, no matter what the reason, there will be a group of people chasing and killing Zhao Xiaoyi at the opposite time.

However, Zhao Xiaoyi didn't care at all about what Zhao Mo thought, in this barren mountain range, as long as there was no strong person above the martial king to intervene, he was not afraid of anyone, even if he came out of this barren mountain range, he was not afraid, behind him, there was an unfathomable Tang Ge.

"Don't dare to kill you?" Zhao Xiaoyi smiled solemnly, and then his right hand holding the dagger poked out of his sleeve robe and slowly raised it, "Let's try." ”

"This brother, if you have something to discuss, why bother to kill them all. At this moment, Zhao Xiaoyi was about to solve Zhao Mo with one sword, and in the dense forest, a voice came out again.

As the voice fell, in Zhao Xiaoyi's sight, three figures also slowly stepped out, it may be that the fight between the three fifth-level demonic beasts here just now was too loud, so these people were recruited, if that is the case, then I am afraid that it will be lively here.

Zhao Xiaoyi's gaze swept over the three figures, and his brows couldn't help frowning slightly, among the three of them, there were actually two of them who were martial arts powerhouses, and one of them was a third-order martial maniac, and even the smallest fifth-order martial artist was higher than Zhao Xiaoyi's realm.

"Brother Qiang!" Seeing the comer, Zhao Mo on the ground suddenly had a look of excitement on his face, obviously, Zhao Mo knew all the people who came.

Zhao Xiaoyi remained silent, just watched them quietly, and when the three of them stepped out of the dense forest and were ten meters away from Zhao Xiaoyi, Zhao Xiaoyi sneered, "Kill them all?"

"No matter who it is, I only saw you holding a knife to kill Zhao Mo, brother, be a man and leave a line, it's always haode. Among the three, the young man who was called Brother Qiang by Zhao Mo had no waves, he put his hands behind his back, and said lightly to Zhao Xiaoyi, although his voice was not loud, but it revealed an undisguised threat.

The two martial arts maniacs are indeed tricky for the current Zhao Xiaoyi, but if they admit it just like this, it is not him Zhao Xiaoyi, "Then what if I don't!"

Hearing this, the martial mad powerhouse behind Zhao Qiang had a cold face, and he was about to rush out, but he was pulled down by Zhao Qiang, Zhao Qiang is not a fool, he can trample Zhao Mo under his feet, it is not a simple fourth-order martial artist, and it is always easy to die if he underestimates the enemy.

"I don't know what method you used to defeat Zhao Mo, but I just want to tell you that it's not good for you to be too rampant, sometimes you should be satisfied when you have a step down from each other. Zhao Qiang's complexion remained unchanged, but the tone of his speech was a little colder, and between the words fell, a powerful momentum of oppression also fluctuated from Zhao Qiang's body, pressing towards Zhao Xiaoyi.

Sensing this powerful third-order martial force oppression, Zhao Xiaoyi's fist clenched slightly, he stared at Zhao Qiang, and then a spiritual force pressed forward against the oppression.

"Oh, soul master?" Zhao Qiang narrowed his eyes in surprise when he saw that slightly rippled spiritual power dissolve his oppression, "I said how can I defeat Zhao Mo with a fourth-order great martial artist, it turns out that he is still a soul master." ”

However, even so, it does not mean that you have rampant capital. Zhao Qiang's face became a little darker, and then his hands behind his back slowly put down, "Zuihou gives you a chance, let Zhao Mo go, and I'll let you leave safely." ”

Hearing this, Zhao Xiaoyi chuckled, flipped his wrist, turned the blade of the knife, and then slowly pressed it towards Zhao Mo's throat, "I'm sorry, he must die." ”