And I relied on brute force, the whip of the Martial King danced, and wanted to take down this evil path in the shortest possible time.

The two fought back and forth along the edge of the pool of blood, regardless of victory or defeat.

Mo Qinghan stood aside, unable to intervene at all, so he could only be secretly anxious.

Sou!

Suddenly, Daoist Qingsong stabbed at me, and I was just about to turn sideways to avoid it, when the tip of the sword suddenly bent automatically with my movements, pointing directly at my chest!

I had no way to avoid it, so I could only grit my teeth, and the Martial King whip smashed down on the head of the Qingsong Daoist.

This is a life-for-life fight, if Qingsong Daoren doesn't manage to avoid it, at the same time that he stabs me in the heart, my Martial King Whip will also smash his head.

Before Qingsong Daoren could make a choice, at this time, a hand suddenly stretched out from the blood pool and grabbed his ankle.

Poof!

The people of Qingsong Dao were caught off guard and fell directly into the pool of blood.

The female corpse that he had just pressed into the blood pool turned up from the pool and strangled the neck of Qingsong Daoren.

Qingsong Dao people can't sit still, they can only struggle desperately, only to see two blood-colored figures, in the blood pool, you come and go, you can't see who is who.

Soon, the two figures were exhausted, and gradually sank into the depths of the blood pool, and as a series of blood bubbles came up, the figure of the Qingsong Daoist completely disappeared.

That's it?

After seeing this scene, I still couldn't believe it.

This Qingsong Dao person can fight against three head-lowering divisions, and his strength is definitely not in vain.

In the fight with him just now, I could clearly feel that although he was seriously injured, he was still able to deal with my full attack.

Even I felt like he had no strength left to spare.

The whole process is quite dramatic, if the Qingsong Dao people really died in the hands of the blood corpse, it can only be said that they deserve it.

"President Cheng, a native of Qingsong Dao, is he dead?"

Mo Qinghan walked over and asked in a trembling voice.

"Looking at the current situation, it should be ......"

Before I could finish my sentence, suddenly a column of water rose into the sky, and a blood-colored figure jumped high from the pool of blood and fell several meters away.

It's that Qingsong Dao person!

It seems that he really wasn't so easy to get killed.

However, the current Qingsong Dao people are covered with scars, and the overflowing blood and the blood in the blood pool are mixed together, exuding a thick bloody aura.

He held the green steel sword, leaning against the wall, panting violently, obviously almost unable to support it.

Since the blood corpse didn't solve him, then I'll personally come and give him a ride, I raised the Martial King Whip, step by step, and approached him.

"Hehe......"

Qingsong Daoren looked at it, and suddenly grinned and laughed.

"Boy, do you really think you can kill me?"

"Isn't it?"

I said lightly: "You have been injured by the blood corpse you have refined several times in succession, and the old injuries have not healed, resulting in a serious deficit of blood and qi, and you are already vulnerable. ”

"Do you think you still have the strength to fight me?"

"Ahem,"

Qingsong Daoist spat out a mouthful of blood and said coldly: "Boy, Poor Dao admits that he is no longer your opponent, but even so, you don't dare to kill Poor Dao!" ”

"Oh?"

I raised an eyebrow: "Why do you say that?" What else do you have to rely on? ”

Qingsong Daoist wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and smiled: "You are right, Poor Dao does still have to rely on." ”

As he spoke, he pinched his fingers, and a yellow charm appeared in his palm.

With a bang, the yellow talisman flew into the air, burned, and soon turned into a cloud of ashes.

And in that puddle of ashes, a phantom gradually emerged.

"Father!"

After seeing the phantom face clearly, Mo Qinghan couldn't help but shout.

Yes, the phantom that appeared in the ashes was Mo Youcheng's soul!

Click!

Qingsong Daoren shook his palm, and the phantom flew straight over, and he grabbed his neck tightly.

"President Cheng, save my father!"

Mo Qinghan's face was full of worry, so he could only ask me for help.

I didn't speak with a calm face, and I didn't expect in my heart that the scheming of Qingsong Dao people was so deep.

It turned out that he had already controlled one of Mo Youcheng's spirits and hid it in a talisman, just to use it to blackmail Mo Qinghan at a time of crisis!

"Mo Shao, now your father's heavenly soul is in my hands, if this helper you invited takes another step forward, I will break your father's neck!"

As he spoke, as soon as the Qingsong Dao people exerted a little force, Mo Youcheng's heavenly soul appeared with a touch of pain.

"President Cheng, please, don't do it yet, or he will kill my father!"

Mo Qinghan hurriedly said to me, and then asked Qingsong Daoren, "What do you want?" ”

"It's very simple, I just hope that Mo Shao can agree to a few requests from me, and I will let your father go, and from now on, I will never go against your Mo family again, how about it?"

Qingsong Daoren said proudly.

Mo Qinghan hurriedly asked, "What requirements?" ”

"First, I want you to transport all the genius treasures in the Mohs Treasury to the Joy Tianfu Pharmacy."

"Second, I want you to fire this helper next to you immediately, and you must not step into the Mo family again in the future."

"In addition, Poor Dao's injuries have not yet recovered, so I will select three more women from your company and let them help me practice!"

Qingsong Daoren's face was full of hideousness, and he did not shy away from saying his request.

"You...... You've gone too far! ”

Mo Qinghan didn't expect that the Qingsong Dao people would make such an rude request at this time, and the whole person was stunned.

"I can consider other requirements, but the female employees of the Mo family are not the descendants of my Mo family, and I have no right to hand over their lives to you to dispose of!"

"Can you change your request?"

"Can't!"

Qingsong Daoren arrogantly rejected Mo Qinghan's request: "If you don't agree, I will strangle your father!" ”

"Chilling ......"

Just when Mo Qinghan was unable to decide, Mo Youcheng suddenly slipped his Adam's apple and let out a hoarse sound.

"Don't ruin the reputation that the Mo family has accumulated over the past decades because of me......"

"You remember, I, my Mo family, is a broken family...... Never agree to his request! ”

Listening to his father's hoarse voice, Mo Qinghan burst into tears: "Father...... Child, child remember! ”

Seeing this, Qingsong Daoren was immediately furious: "Mo Youcheng, since you are looking for death, then I will fulfill you!" ”

As he spoke, he slammed his wrist, only to hear a click, and Mo Youcheng's head hung to the side weakly, motionless.

"Father!"

Mo Qinghan's eyes were split, and he roared angrily and rushed over.

And before that, a figure had flashed past him.

Rumble!

Under the long-term accumulation of palm palms, two thunder fire runes appeared at the same time, and at the moment when the Qingsong Daoist pinched Mo Youcheng's neck, I suddenly burst out with a palm.