Chapter Eighty-Four: Death and Golden Eyes

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It gives people a very dark and mysterious eerie feeling.

In this forest, on top of a small clearing, five corpses lay in a pool of blood, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

A young man's face was dark, obviously deeply poisoned, and an old man on the opposite side slowly wrinkled at the young man.

The old man stabbed a dagger and a long sword into his chest and back.

Blood dripped from the corner of the old man's clothes, making the feeling of blood in the air even stronger.

The black blood on the old man's face, coupled with the cruel gaze flashing in his eyes, gave people a sense of extreme cruelty and ruthlessness.

Wang Orion's palm slowly grasped the handle of the dagger that pierced into his chest, and then he pulled it out directly, blood splattered out.

Blood gushed out, but Wang Orion used the powerful essence to plug the wound, allowing the wound to slowly stop the blood gushing out.

Wang Orion looked at Zhao Mo sitting on the ground, and the corners of his mouth showed a bloodthirsty color.

Then he slowly walked towards Zhao Mo.

Zhao Mo looked at Wang Orion, who was walking slowly.

At this moment, Zhao Mo's hands made a small movement, and with these movements, the essence yuan in Zhao Mo's dantian slowly flowed towards his right hand in a strange trajectory.

"Don't you want to find Zhao Mo?"

When Zhao Mo was circulating the essence in a strange trajectory, he looked at Wang Orion and said slowly.

"Boy, is it too late for you to ask for mercy now?"

Wang Orion's eyes flashed with murderous intent, but he also stopped, the name Zhao Mo was even more hateful than the kid in front of him.

"Begging for mercy, senior, do you think I will beg for mercy? I just want to tell you that Zhao Mo is outside now, not in Zhaojia Town!"

All the essence in Zhao Mo Dantian flowed to his right hand in this strange trajectory, but it did not all rush into his arm, but compressed.

At this time, at the shoulder blade of the right arm, the three life grids were slowly rotating, and as the three life grids rotated and devoured these essences, they spit out more refined essences, almost thick, as if they were about to turn into liquid.

However, the essence mist, which was originally the size of a fist, had become a liquid the size of a fingernail at this time, but this essence gave people a feeling that was several times stronger than the mist essence just now.

"Oh, where is he, as long as you tell me, I can make your death easier!"

Wang Orion hurriedly said, in front of a person who had injured him so badly, letting him say these words was enough to show his homicidal intention for Zhao Mo!

"He's right here!"

When Zhao Mo said this, as if he was returning to the light, his body moved, and he rushed towards Wang Orion.

And this time, at such a close distance, in just a blink of an eye, Zhao Mo had already arrived in front of Wang Orion, and then Zhao Mo slapped it with a palm.

"Collapse Strike!"

Bang!

Three muffled sounds sounded one after another, and at the same time that Zhao Mo's third muffled sound sounded, his palm had already landed on Wang Orion's arm that was hurriedly crossed to resist.

Disheveled!

Click!

Wang Orion's arm could not resist the blow, and let out an unbearable clicking sound.

Wang Orion's face staggered back.

Zhao Mo's face became even darker, and after exerting all his essence, the poison in his chest and abdomen was even more attacked.

After Wang Orion had gained a foothold, he glanced back and saw a large tree one step behind him.

He never thought that the other party would be able to display such a powerful martial art.

"If you want to kill me, let's die together!"

Just when Wang Orion hadn't figured out how Zhao Mo could make such an attack, a cold voice came from his ears.

A strong force slammed into him.

Disheveled.

Poof, the long sword stabbed out of Wang Orion's chest, the tip of the sword pierced into Zhao Mo's left shoulder and right chest, the tip of the sword stabbed out, and the tip of the sword dripped a little blood.

Wang Orion looked at the darkened young man in front of him.

Now he has understood that the young man in front of him is Zhao Mo, but he never thought that Zhao Mo would be so decisive at this age, a person can be ruthless to others, but it is difficult to be ruthless to himself, but Zhao Mo is not only so ruthless to the people of his own family, but also ruthless to himself.

When you are dying, you will also take him with you to die.

Wang Orion looked up at the sky, his eyes flashed with reluctance to his family, if it weren't for the inheritance of Kwai Shui, I'm afraid that their family would still live the days of sunrise and sunset!

But now all of their royal family are dead, and none of them are alive.

"But I've avenged you!"

Wang Orion looked at the sky and slowly spoke, as if this sentence had used up all his strength, and after the words fell, Wang Orion's head drooped weakly.

There was silence, as if the area had fallen silent.

After a while, Zhao Mo let out a heavy breath, and then he slowly took a step back, and a large amount of blood splattered out as he took a step back.

In one step, the blade of the short sword was withdrawn from his body, and Zhao Mocheng lay on the ground in large characters, he gasped heavily, his face was still pitch black, and it was obvious that the poison he had planted was still very deep.

Zhao Mo's eyes suddenly widened, and a large mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth.

Zhao Mo wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

The occult skills of the potential he had just unleashed allowed him to barely resist the poison and strengthen his own resistance.

But now the secret technique he had inspired was gradually draining his remaining strength.

Zhao Mo turned over with difficulty and stood up, and walked towards Wang Orion.

He groped for Wang Orion, but there was nothing on King Orion.

"No, yes, antidote?"

Zhao Mo sat aside, and there was a feeling of countless insects and ants biting in his chest and abdomen.

As the power of the secret technique that stimulates potential dissipates, the feeling of the bite of ten thousand insects becomes clearer and clearer.

Zhao Mo looked at the distant sight that was slowly being replaced by darkness, as if he was being slowly swallowed up by a black hole.

"Are you going to die again?"

The corners of Zhao Mo's mouth showed a trace of arc, this is not the first time he has died, but this time it will be a real death, he is not afraid of death, but he doesn't want to die, he still has a lot of things to do.

Zhao Mo thought so, slowly closed his eyes, his breath became weaker and weaker, and gradually Zhao Mo's breath was lost.

At this time, the sky had become completely dark, and the moonlight shone on the land.

The blood in the moonlight was even more shocking.

Seven corpses, the breath of death spread, and the breath of blood also spread, but it was wrapped in dense woods and shrubs, as if everything was sealed here.

At this time, the roar of the insects and beasts became clearer and clearer, as if it was their time.

At this moment, the golden light flashed in the center of Zhao Mo's eyebrows, and a crack slowly appeared in the center of Zhao Mo's eyebrows, and then slowly opened, like a vertical eye, but in this vertical eye was a golden eye.