"Qingyu, retreat!" Mo Kongjue's eager screams were still vaguely echoing in his ears, but now Long Qingyu's mind was stirred into a blank, and he didn't follow Mo Kongjue's meaning, he held the giant axe with one hand, and subconsciously brushed Huo Ran to get up, but the momentum that was about to charge forward was suddenly stopped by Mo Kongjue's voice, and he stood there stunned and didn't move.

Mo Kongjue, who was about to retreat quickly, happened to catch a glimpse of Long Qingyu's stunned appearance, and knew Long Qingyu's reason for this, and said secretly: "Sure enough, I am still stunned, I am blamed for being too anxious." Without saying a word, he stretched out his white hand, and his seemingly slender but strong hand hooked Long Qingyu's neck, and quickly swept back without looking back.

Looking at the two people who were running away quickly, the black-robed man smiled very contemptuously, and then commanded the spell on the side without care: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, it seems that these two little ghosts still have a good sense of crisis, and their escape movements are quite fast." Alright, you go and get them sorted out for me,"

After hearing this, the spell demon hurriedly bowed down and replied: "The subordinates obey the order! The subordinates will go to help the adults and the two of them will not make you wait for a long time!" After that, the spell untied the gray robe on his body with one hand, threw it aside, and then untied the big knife on his back, held it in his hand at will, and said: "Hahaha! I haven't come out to move my muscles and bones for a long time, so let the two of you practice for me, find a feeling, I hope you won't let me down!"

Seeing that the spell demon didn't take Mo Kongjue and Long Qingyu to heart, the black-robed man still ordered: "Don't be too careless, remember to fight quickly, you have to know that I am impatient and always stand in the same place!"

Seeing this, he noticed that the black-robed man was a little angry, especially the emphasis of the last sentence, thinking of the identity of the black-robed man, layers of fine sweat oozed from the forehead of the curse ravine, and he immediately said to the black-robed man with a straight face: "The subordinates obey the order, and the subordinates will definitely not be careless." With that, he quickly rushed in the direction of Mo Kongjue and the two of them. The earth trembled with every step the spell took and every step it took seemed to tremble, and with each step, it was as if it had stepped on the mouth of a person's heart.

Seeing that the demon knife that was half taller than himself rushed towards him, Long Qingyu, who was already blank in his mind, instinctively said to himself: "Is this a curse? Is this really a curse!"

Realizing the current situation of his body's stiffness, Long Qingyu kept shouting to himself in his heart: "Move, move, move me!

Long Qingyu's current performance seemed to be in Mo Kongjue's expectations, Mo Kongjue didn't say anything more to it, but took Long Qingyu back quickly regardless of it, thinking: "Damn! What kind of person is that black robe, but that eye should definitely not be something that humans can have, what are they here for!" while thinking, his mind was still recalling the breathtaking picture just now.

In fact, Mo Kong definitely didn't see the face of the black-robed man, his face was roughly covered by a mask, only the eyes that shone with a strange dark green light were dotted with starlight in the darkness in the hat. But it was just this one stroke that locked Mo Kongjue's qi and made Mo Kongjue shudder. This was the first time in so many years that Mo Kongjue had truly and deeply felt the breath of death, so even a proud son of heaven like Mo Kongjue finally decided to take it safe and withdraw first.

Hooking Long Qingyu's left hand and feeling his stiff neck and his slight trembling, Mo Kong unconsciously thought: "Hey, it seems that Qingyu shouldn't have been brought here, and sure enough, he ended up looking like this." ”

"Father, Uncle Long, I hope you can follow the mark I left and come over quickly, please. Now, I can only try to delay time while preserving Qingyu. Then Mo Kongjue took out the signal flare that had been prepared at the beginning on his waist, pulled the lead, and the red signal flare bloomed in the sky with a six-pointed star pattern, which did not disperse for a long time.

Looking at the red six-pointed star blooming in the sky, the spell playfully said behind the two of them, "Oh? Then he slammed into the ground, and looking at the two people who were rapidly retreating, the curse raised his heavy broadsword and threw it at the two of them, and then followed the knife and quickly approached the two who had fled.

Mo Kongjue, who was flying backwards, suddenly felt a chill on his spine, and when he turned around, he saw that the big knife was carrying a thousand momentum, and it was like a ghost, so he quickly stopped his body, kicked Long Qingyu to the side with a hard kick, and with the force of the rebound, he bowed his body and pulled out the short sword and slashed upwards at the bottom of the big knife, only to slightly change the trajectory of the big knife's flight. Despite this, the big knife still grazed Mo Kong's scalp and sped past, cutting off a few slender strands of hair along the way. However, the momentum of the knife did not abate, and the big knife finally plunged straight into the small dirt slope in front of it, and the ground suddenly collapsed and the gravel flew wildly.

Seeing this, the spell demon rose into the air, jumped to the side of the crumbling dirt slope, turned around and said contemptuously to Mo Kongjue: "The reaction is good, little ghost!" After speaking, he withdrew the big knife with one hand, shook it hard, and then raised it in front of his chest, and a little of the gravel and soil slag brought out during the period splashed onto Long Qingyu's body, who was standing next to the big tree, and the short hair on his head was instantly covered with a layer of gravel.

The spell demon casually skimmed Long Qingyu, who was sitting on the side, and then said to Mo Kong: "It seems that one has been abolished before it started." Kid, are you going to leave him behind and run away by yourself? If you don't, then I'll play with you first. ”

However, Mo Kongjue was not moved by the words of the curse, and was still concentrating on the spot.

The debris flying from the side hit Long Qingyu's face, and it seemed to return to Long Qingyu's normal appearance, and after a moment of sluggishness, Long Qingyu's expression gradually recovered, and he slowly stood up with a big axe, looking at the two of them, but his body was still slightly stiff and trembling.

"Huh?" Sensing that Long Qingyu had begun to recover slowly, the spell seemed to have forgotten what he had just said, and went straight to Long Qingyu.

"Not good!" Seeing the unconventional attack route of the spell, Mo Kongjue hurriedly raised his strength and kicked back with both feet, raising his sword like an arrow from the string to attack the spell. Seeing that Mo Kong's body method was strange and extremely fast, the spell demon sighed: "Hmm, little ghost, the speed is quite fast." As he spoke, he held the broadsword horizontally and slashed at the void on the left.

Seeing this, Mo Kongjue hurriedly bowed down and moved to dodge, but he was able to dodge the side slash, and then immediately returned fire, raising his sword and attacking the demon's neck.

The curse demon sneered and sighed at Mo Kongjue: "Hmph! The Mo family has a great character now! But it's a pity, I'm not the kind of cats and dogs you dealt with before, and I'm going to bury you here today!No matter how amazing your talent is, it's nothing if you die!"

Mo Kong would never ignore the words of the spell, but he suddenly saw the spell with his back to the neck of the spell, and suddenly his heart was full of doubts, no one answered, and his movements were stagnant, but the huge black shadow on the right suddenly followed.

"Poof!" Mo Kongjie spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards, until he broke a big tree before stopping his retreat, the sword in his hand had long since been lost, and the internal organs in his body were also churning like a mountain and a sea, and his whole body couldn't even lift up even a trace of strength. "Gross!" Mo Kongjue, who fell to the ground miserably, didn't feel that he was slowly calming down until he finally vomited a few mouthfuls of blood. Mo Kongjue lay on the ground and raised his eyes with difficulty, looking at the giant tail that the spell was shaking in front of him, and a few scarlet spots on the giant tail seemed to tell him the ins and outs of what had just happened.

Mo Kongjue, who had come back to his senses, thought weakly in his heart at this time: "Damn, it's all my fault for being too careless, any part of my body can be used as a weapon, and of course the tail is no exception!

"No, and Qingyu, I said that I would spend my whole life protecting Qingyu, I can't just watch him die. Yes, I still have to protect Qingyu, and I have to protect him!" However, the lips that were driven by the frantic thoughts could only tremble slightly a few times, and did not produce much sound.

"Qingyu! Qingyu, cheer me up, run!" Suddenly, Mo Kongjue didn't know where to squeeze out the strength, and the green tendons all over his body suddenly burst out, and he used the last bit of strength to shout to Long Qingyu, "Ahem!cough!cough!" The violent coughing sound that followed interrupted Mo Kongjue's "last words", and in this way, Mo Kongjue could only rub his hands weakly against the dirt, coughing constantly, but his tired eyes struggled angrily and refused to close.

The scene that flashed in front of him just now constantly attacked Long Qingyu's nerves, and in the face of the current bad situation, Long Qingyu kept shouting and roaring to himself in his heart, "Move, move, Long Qingyu, you waste, move me!"

The spell demon first looked at Mo Kongjue, who had fallen to the ground with disdain, and then turned his head to look at Long Qingyu and sneered, "It seems that you don't even have the only hope now." Hey, now it's only you who is the waste, it's really boring today, or you can finish it yourself, and it will save me a lot of effort, hahahaha. He didn't talk nonsense, and rushed straight to Long Qingyu, ready to finish everything here, and then quickly caught up with the black-robed man, so as not to be severely punished when he got it.

For everything that happened in front of him, Mo Kongjue's eyes were bloodshot, his pupils were constantly expanding, looking at Long Qingyu who was about to be killed, tears slowly seeped into the soil, but he could only moan powerlessly on the ground to denounce the injustice of fate.

"Huh?" The strong sound of metal colliding effectively dispelled Mo Kongjue's short-term despair, he raised his head in surprise and saw Long Qingyu, who had unexpectedly returned to normal, and said secretly in his heart: "Qingyu, you can, fight him to the death like a warrior, don't embarrass your Long family!" But due to the serious injuries on his body, Mo Kongjue's struggling eyelids slowly drooped, his eyes began to become sloppy, and his consciousness began to become blurred.

Looking at Long Qingyu, who was struggling to block, the spell demon smiled and said, "Hmph, it's not bad, is this your real strength?" It seems that it is starting to be fun, but I don't have enough time, so I'd better let you die." With that, a leg kicked into Long Qingyu's heart like a dragon going out to sea. Seeing the situation, Long Qingyu separated the big knife in front of him, dodged to one side, and then jumped backwards, then held the double-edged big axe tightly, staring at the spell in front of him.

Long Qingyu, who felt the sudden burst of powerful power in his body, recalled all the experiences of Mo Kongjue's injury just now, his face was hideous and terrifying, and he said angrily to the curse: "Big ugly ghost, I think it is you who will die, or you will die for me!" After speaking, Long Qingyu carried the big axe, fearlessly rushed straight towards the curse, and then suddenly rose into the air, holding the big axe with both hands, and slashed down towards the curse with a thousand momentum.

"The momentum is good!But in terms of strength, I may not be afraid that you won't succeed!" Looking at Long Qingyu's angry attack like swallowing mountains and rivers, the spell demon showed no fear on his face, and directly raised his knife to block upward.

The air between the two instantly froze and exploded, and their respective reaction forces shook the two of them, and then the two rushed towards each other, fighting together, and the moves of both sides were wide open and closed, and the sand and stones flew around the body, and it was suddenly difficult to solve, no matter up or down.

Seeing this situation, Mo Kong, who had already lost his combat effectiveness, had no choice but to silently pray on the ground for the rapid arrival of reinforcements.

Suddenly, the spell turned into a coincidence, jumping left and right, jumping more and more lightly, the pace was fast, and the huge figure was like a huge black shadow looming around Long Qingyu. The sudden dexterity of the spell demon reminded Long Qingyu of Mo Kongjue on the side, so he concentrated on guard and felt the position of the spell demon with his heart. Suddenly, Long Qingyu locked on the spell, moving like a rabbit, and his strong and fierce body burst out with twelve points of strength to swing the axe to the left side, and the big axe burned the air like a comet, leaving a rushing river where it crossed. Suddenly, the spell that was locked by Long Qingyu's qi machine instinctively felt that there was a lot of danger around him, and he was about to quickly move forward and slash, and he hurriedly changed his moves, holding the knife to the left to resist, so that he could block Long Qingyu's thunderous blow, but he was also shocked and flew out, and after landing, he retreated five or six steps in a row before stopping the momentum.

The spell stopped and looked at Long Qingyu, who looked majestic and majestic in front of him, and Long Qingyu, who became so powerful in an instant, made him feel quite surprised, he secretly took a few deep breaths, calming the boiling blood in his body, but the claws that were injured seemed to have lost contact with the big knife for a short time, and the paralyzing and heavy feeling replaced the pride that I had in my hands before I really held the blade and the world I have. Then somehow, the strange figure of Mo Kongjue before flashed in the spell demon's mind, and he began to grasp the key spell and no longer think about it, relying on the advantage of distance, he lifted the knife downward, and quickly ran towards Mo Kongjue, who had begun to become confused on the ground.

"No!"

Seeing that Mo Kong was in danger and facing the danger of separating his body and head, the roaring Long Qingyu didn't say a word, threw up his thick arms, and threw the giant axe towards Mo Kong's unprecedented open field with the vigorous strength that burst out of his body, the giant axe did not rotate in the air, but turned into a dragon, like a flying dragon in the sky, breaking through all the obstacles encountered in front of him, and rushed towards the target with a low roar.

Bang!

"Hmph!" A muffled snort, the curse demon saw the giant axe coming, but he didn't dodge or dodge, swung his knife to meet the giant axe and slashed with all his might, in the face of such a huge force, the giant axe was blocked, flew to the side, and stuck obliquely on the ground, and the ground collapsed. Ignoring the internal organs in his body like turning over the river and the sea, the remaining spell directly raised his knife and slashed at Mo Kongjue.

Hiss!

The chopping action suddenly froze, and it was indeed Long Qingyu, who was rushing at the fastest speed with the giant axe, slapped the knife surface with his hand to block the spell's slash. It's just that because the knife speed is too fast, Long Qingyu's resolute face, which is not known for his speed, was still cut by the blade, and the pain of cutting the skin also made Long Qingyu gasp

The blood rolling down the wound dripped around Mo Kongjue, ticking, ticking, and the faint sound of blood dripping on the soil reawakened Mo Kongjue's consciousness, making the image in front of Mo Kongjue's eyes slowly become clear. Mo Kongjue raised his head slightly, the hot blood was dripping right in front of his eyes, looking at the injured Long Qingyu, looking at his scratched face, Mo Kongjue's heart shrank, and his whole body felt cold.

The curse demon who came back to his senses saw that Long Qingyu was now unarmed, how could he miss such a god-given opportunity, but he was just about to change his move, but he was blocked by Long Qingyu and kicked it in his chest, flew out upside down, relying on the big knife but kneeling on the ground The curse felt Long Qingyu's strength, and knew that he had been delayed for a lot of time now, and the reinforcements should also be coming soon, if it was Long Pocheng and Mo Qingyan who came in person, he would definitely not be their opponent, and he would probably die here, weighing the pros and cons, the curse had to retreat helplessly.

Seeing that the spell had retreated, Long Qingyu, who was not at ease with Mo Kongjue, did not chase after him, he bent down and said eagerly to Mo Kongjue: "How is it doing?"

Mo Kongjue, who was weak all over, wanted to respond, but his throat was dry, and he subconsciously nodded, seeing that Mo Kongjue was not in danger of his life for the time being, Long Qingyu's whole body also relaxed.

Suddenly, feeling someone approaching, not caring about the injuries on his body, Long Qingyu hurriedly picked up the big axe, returned to Mo Kongjue's side to concentrate on guard, and after seeing that the person who came was his father and Uncle Mo, the arrogant axe blade that Ben raised forward finally lowered his head, and Long Qingyu's eyes slowly moistened a lot.

Seeing Long Qingyu and Mo Kong's tragic appearance, Long Pocheng and Mo Qingyan both stepped forward quickly to check on the situation of the two. Seeing his father and Uncle Long coming, Mo Kongjue suddenly said loudly: "Father, Uncle Long, the sky is definitely not up to you!" It may be because the breath was too urgent, and the injury was critical, and a blood in the body also broke through his throat with these words, overflowing from the corner of his mouth, and then blurred his consciousness, and he fainted.

"Nothing!" filled the woods with the cries of the crowd.