Keenly dodging Mo Tu's long sword, Araku left hand pointed out the sword, pointing at a distance of three inches from the hilt.

Blocked, the sword is slightly off.

The Great Qin Dragon Bird blocked the long sword on the left, and after receiving the momentum, Mo Tu's body swooped forward, and at the same time, Huang Fei kicked out.

Bang!

Mo Tu fell under the ring, and he was dizzy, especially when he kicked Ara, who was straight to the center, everyone present could see clearly, and Araku didn't spare his hand at all.

If it weren't for Mo Tu's strength, otherwise, he would have already become a corpse.

Ara's strength is slightly inferior to Mo Tu, but they have all seen that Ara's combat experience is extremely rich, and every time he makes a move, he strives to kill.

And between the previous move and the next move, it is extremely coherent, as if it is a subconscious action, and this sense of battle is extremely terrifying.

At this time, everyone in the audience was shocked, and no one spoke. On the stage, Araku held a knife in his hand, and the battle intent in his eyes was boiling.

He had a feeling that if the pressure was enough, he might be able to break through the late stage of the dark energy today, or even achieve the great consummation of the dark energy.

The Tai Chi Neidan breathing method worked on its own, and he said in a cold voice, "Who else?" ”

One person voices the Mojia headquarters.

"I'm coming!"

A rough mine sound sounded, and the majestic young man stepped into the ring, holding a big hammer in his hand: "Mo family, big hammer, please advise!" ”

"A martial artist who has gone all the way to the outside world?"

Huang took a deep look at the big hammer, his heart tightened, he knew that this kind of person was generally born with divine power: "Qin Guo, Huang!" ”

"Shoot, I won't keep my hand!"

The hammer continued to expand in his pupils, and he leaned over, and the Great Qin Dragon Sparrow took the big hammer directly, and lowered it ten times with one force, he didn't want to fight hard with the big hammer.

Although a real man should face the difficulties, he is still a teenager now, and when the edge is exposed, the sword goes sideways.

When, when, when......

In the fight with the big hammer, the desolate momentum became more and more fierce, and the offensive became more and more dense and faster, and the vitality in the body gathered together and followed the knife.

Click!

With a knife splitting the hammer, he kicked the big hammer in the face, and then turned around, and the Great Qin Dragon Sparrow slashed at the right arm of the big hammer.

"Be merciful!"

In the flash of light, Mozi appeared in the ring, caught the Great Qin Dragon Sparrow with two fingers, and saved the sledgehammer.

At this moment, the barren face was flushed, and the vitality in his body was leaked away, and he was somewhat powerless.

Feng Zheng appeared in the ring and faced Mozi: "Old Mozi, the young man's sword competition, have you intervened?" ”

"The old man is not meddling, just to save people!"

Mozi is also a little ashamed, no matter how clever he is, he appears in the ring, and saving the sledgehammer is a foul.

The thought turned in his heart, and he smiled bitterly at Feng Zheng: "This time I tried the sword, and my Mo family lost." ”

At this point, he could only admit defeat.

After all, the sledgehammer has a promising future, and it must not break its arm, nor can it die under the barren knife.

As soon as Feng Zheng was about to nod, he felt that something was wrong, and when he turned his head sharply, he saw the desolation with a knife, his eyes were blood-red, and his body was rising.

At this moment, the aura on the absurd body was a little violent, and Feng Zheng and Mozi glanced at each other, and worry appeared in the depths of their eyes.

They subconsciously think that they have gone crazy.

"Damn it!"

This damn sound contained too many gnashing of teeth, and his chance to break the mirror was interrupted by Mozi in this way.

If it weren't for his inferiority, he would have already wielded a knife to cut people at this time.

"Quiet!"

Mozi and Feng Zheng shot at the same time, and the docile aura entered the body of the absurd, passing along the meridians, and after a while, the two of them pulled their hands at the same time, and their faces were a little ugly.

After their investigation, the aura, the aura, did not go mad, and the most important thing is that the aura in the abara's body is very weird, very different from their aura.

However, all the paths in the world have the same end, and they are also aware that the wilderness has reached the incision of breaking the realm, which makes Mozi interrupt.

No wonder he was furious, and he almost drew his sword and killed him.

A farce, just like that, it broke up unhappily. After experiencing this incident, Huang's sense of the Mo family was even worse.

The heart of the cracked ink is more determined.

Xiang Lizi's house, Huang rested in the room, and the face of Xiang Li and Feng Zheng on the side was also a little unsightly.

Especially the blasphemy.

"What should we do now, master?"

took a sip of wine and smiled bitterly: "Go back, your skills are not as good as others, and staying in the Mo family headquarters will not change anything." ”

"Fortunately, this time in the Mo family, many things have been completed, and the relationship between us and the Mo family is still tense, but with this agreement with Mozi, we will restrain each other."

"Xiangli, clean up, let's go down the mountain."

"No."

Half an hour later, Araku and Xiangriko said goodbye, and the group left Shennong Mountain, and their figures disappeared into the vast mountains.

On Shennong Mountain, Mozi looked solemn, looked at Deng Lingzi, and said: "There is no relationship between my Mo family and Qin Guoshi from now on, and the children of the Mo family are not allowed to target." ”

"Giant, he killed so many of us, is that it?" Deng Lingzi's eyes were split, and he was very angry in his heart.

"This son is gifted, he will definitely become a generation of strong men in the future, and when the old man dies, who is his opponent in the entire Mo family?"

Mozi glanced at Deng Lingzi deeply, admonished, and said, "There is no need to be an enemy of such a celestial arrogance. ”

"Of course, the most important thing is the old man beside him, this person's strength is no longer under the old man, and the person behind him, my Mo family can't afford to mess with."

There are some things that he didn't pick out, so the rest of the Mo family didn't know, but he knew the horror of the ancient clan.

Now the person surnamed Feng is personally serving as the guard of the wilderness, and countless people can't believe this alone.

……

Walking down Shennong Mountain, the barren group hunted two rabbits and started to barbecue, and Xiang Lidu was responsible for cleaning and looking for firewood.

And Feng Zheng is in charge of the barbecue.

Compared with the desolation and desecration, Feng Zheng went south and north, and naturally barbecued meat with one hand.

"Do you regret it?" Feng Zheng turned the barbecue seriously: "Originally, you would have become stronger today, but without this opportunity, I don't know when the next time will be." ”

"Life and death are fate, wealth is in the sky!"

Laughing absurdly, he naturally knew the meaning of Feng Zheng, but the strength of the Mo family made him have to swallow his anger.

At this moment, Huang turned his head to look at the majestic Shennong Mountain, and his tone was calm: "One day, I will set foot in Shennong Mountain again." ”

"From now on, there will be no more Mojia headquarters, only the three veins of the Mohist family, and the world will never return."

Huang was very concerned about what happened at the Mo family's headquarters, and his revenge increased wildly, and at this time, he did not suppress it.

In his opinion, if the monk can't follow his heart, it is better not to cultivate.

"Since Mozi made an exception, the only explanation is that the big hammer is a strong man specially cultivated by the Mo family."

Feng Zheng glanced at the wilderness, explained, and said, "At that time, it was not the time to kill. ”