The expression on Mo Qizhong's face was as if he had seen a ghost, and his voice was full of surprise: "How can you still be alive?

Sun Lao Er's face was covered with blood, and he grinned and laughed: "I'm really sorry, I'm born different, my heart is a little longer than ordinary people, so your sword actually didn't stab my heart." Can't think of it, right?"

His blood-stained face was behind Mo Qizhong's ears, and his thunderous laughter made Mo Qizhong very uncomfortable, and he snorted coldly: "So what? It's just for you to last a little longer." ”

Sun Lao Er smiled, but what he said made people feel chills when they sounded: "You are not dead yet, how can I be willing to go on the road first?"

Where would Mo Qizhong put this old man covered in injuries and blood in his eyes, and said coldly: "If you want my life, do you have the ability?"

His arms were tightly clamped by Sun Lao Er, and he couldn't move, but he was prepared, his body shook, and the ink sword he held in his hand turned into a black light, flew out of his hand, flew past his ears, and hit Sun Lao Er's head in the back.

Sun Lao Er didn't expect him to have this move, it was too late to dodge, and besides, he hugged Mo Qizhong, there was no room to dodge at all, and the black light that the ink sword turned into swept past his face.

In the miserable scream, Sun Laoer's eyes turned into a deep blood groove with blurred flesh and blood, and the blood flowed like a note, and suddenly flowed all over his face.

Mo Qizhong made a successful move, taking advantage of the fact that Sun Lao Er was hit hard and was in pain, he struggled hard, trying to break free from Sun Lao Er's arms. Who knew that after enough luck and strength, he didn't move at all!

It seems that Sun Lao Er has used all his last strength to hold Mo Qizhong to the death, unless it is death, he will definitely not let go!

Mo Qizhong's arms were tightly clamped, and it was inconvenient to exert his strength, and he struggled a few times in a row, but he couldn't break free of Sun Laoer's arms, and scolded angrily: "You old guy, let go!"

He secretly used his internal strength, and his back slammed backwards against his body of Sun Lao Er, who only felt that he had been hit hard by Wan Jun between his chest and abdomen, and couldn't help but open his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, spraying it on Mo Qizhong's shoulder.

But he refused to let go no matter what, and tightly clamped Mo Qizhong's arms and bones to make a rattling sound, but he still held him firmly and did not relax at all.

Mo Qizhong was a little annoyed and angry, seeing that the door of the stone room opposite was about to close, he didn't have much time to spend here with Sun Lao Er, a dying man, and he continued to hit Sun Lao Er's chest and abdomen with his back, and shouted strangely: "Let go, you let me go!"

Sun Lao Er raised his face full of blood, the bloody blood groove in his eyes was shocking, he grinned wide, and laughed maniacally: "Twenty years ago, we entered here together, and I can't imagine that twenty years later, we are still walking together! ”

Blood trickled down his face, staining the collar of the ink sevenfold, which made the smile on his face look extremely strange: "Those old brothers have waited for us down there for too long!"

Mo Nanachi's face changed.

Sun Lao Er's martial arts he didn't pay attention to at all, not to mention that the other party is still seriously injured and blind.

But sometimes, especially when it comes to life and death, it is often martial arts

It's not the main factor that decides everything, it's who dares to risk their lives!

And Sun Laoer's words just now have clearly shown that he has made up his mind to die, and he is now desperately trying to fight with Mo Qizhong to burn all the jade and die together.

But Mo Qizhong couldn't fight, seeing that his plan was about to succeed, he was about to get his hands on the secret of Dayu Jiuding, and the dazzling ancient treasure was still beckoning to him, and he didn't want to fight Sun Lao Er here.

A fear of death instantly enveloped Mo Qizhong's heart, and even his voice became a little trembling: "You, what do you want to do?"

Sun Lao Er turned his head and shouted loudly in Ye Feng's direction: "Ye Gongzi, those history books are honest and don't deceive me!

After shouting, he leaned close to Mo Qizhong's ear and said softly: "Let's get on the road!"

Then, in his crazy laughter, he hugged Mo Qiju and fell towards the pile of white bones under the stone platform beside him, accompanied by Mo Qizhong's almost desperate screams.

With a loud bang, the two men fell heavily into the pile of bones.

Sun Lao Er had almost exhausted his last strength, and as soon as he fell, his hand naturally let go.

Mo Qizhong broke free from the restraints and suddenly rolled over, still wanting to escape.

Hearing only the sound of "boom", his figure froze suddenly.

Immediately afterwards, in front of Ye Feng and Tang Da, a shocking scene appeared.

I saw Mo Qizhong, who turned over and stood up, stood still without moving, a red line faintly appeared on his forehead, and then blood gushed out quickly from the red line, and a few lines stained red with blood also appeared on his clothes, and quickly spread.

Then, his Heavenly Spirit Gai slid down from the top of his head along the red line, and his body was also broken along the red line on his clothes, broken into several pieces, crackling and scattered all over the ground, blood and brains splattered everywhere.

Mo Qiju is dead.

The murder mechanism set up here with gold and steel wires killed many skilled craftsmen who participated in the construction of the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum and knew the secrets of the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum, and now, it has also taken away this sinister and vicious Mo family giant.

The ink sevenfold mechanism was exhausted, and he wanted to cure the incurable disease on his body, but he didn't expect that he couldn't save his life in the end.

Looking at Sun Lao Er next to him, his body was also cut into several pieces by the golden wire, his bloody head rolled to the side, and the bloody eyes were coincidentally facing the corpse pieces scattered by Mo Qizhong, with a weird smile on his face, that scene was really indescribably eerie and terrifying.

Everyone was stunned by the scene in front of them, looking at the bloody scene in front of them in a daze, they all felt their stomachs twitch for a while, and Zhang Fatzi almost couldn't help vomiting.

No matter what Mo Qizhong had done before, such a way of dying was still too cruel for him.

Ye Feng thought.

He couldn't help but recall that when he and Mo Qizhong met for the first time in Lanzhou City, Mo Qizhong came to the rescue several times, before the military formation of Jin Ge Iron Horse, if it wasn't for Mo Qizhong guarding on the side, I was afraid that Ye Feng would not be so easy to make the little marquis Song Hu obediently retreat.

When they were separated in Lanzhou City, Ye Feng even felt a little reluctant, just like a relative who had been separated for many years, and after a short meeting, he had to be separated again, at that time, Ye Feng really regarded him as the most respectable elder.

But now, how did it come to be?

Is it the ink sevenfold that has changed?

Maybe he has never changed, but he has been hiding his heart, and the selfish and dark things hidden in his heart have not been noticed.

But in the end, he is just an old man who is tormented by illness and only wants to survive. Is there something wrong with that?

Ye Feng didn't know.

Looking at Mo Qizhong's scattered corpses with blurred flesh and blood, Ye Feng felt that he was becoming more and more unaware of what was right and wrong.

Just when he was thinking about it, there was a hoarse shout of Tang Da and Zhang Fatzi on the opposite side.

At this time, he suddenly realized that the door of the stone room was about to close, and he had no time to sigh anymore, and he had to leave here immediately.

He endured the sharp pain in his lower back, and staggered to his feet, his injuries were not light, but at least he still had the strength to crawl along the rope to the other side.

He grabbed the rope and began to climb slowly and laboriously.

On the other side, the anxious Zhang Fat Man heard a creaking sound at this moment.

He turned his head to look and couldn't help but be frightened.

I saw that the Shaolin Supreme Treasure Vajra Fu magic wand that was originally against the door of the stone chamber, the body of the wand as thick as an arm, under the huge pressure, had gradually begun to bend a little, making a desperate creak, as if it might be broken at any time!

This is not good! Zhang Fatzi couldn't help but be very anxious.

Once the door of this stone room is closed, Ye Feng inside will never be able to come out again, and can only be trapped alive inside.

But the power of this huge underground mechanism is so huge that even the extremely hard Shaolin King Kong Fu wand is about to be unable to hold it, what else can withstand it?

When Zhang Fatzi was so anxious that he didn't know what to do, the Helian Tie on the side silently began to act.

He took off his shirt, revealing a knotted muscles like iron bumps, took a deep breath, stood between the portals of the stone chamber without saying a word, stretched out his arms, his back tightly against the wall, and yelled, he wanted to use manpower to resist the closure of this portal!

The muscles of his whole body bulged high, his face was red, he was sweating like pulp, and even the green tendons on his forehead were raised and trembling slightly, obviously having exhausted his life's strength.

But the power of this huge underground mechanism is so great that can it be withstood by the strength of one person?

It is also the natural power of the, no wonder that the master of Fan will be discerning, suspicious and want to take him as an apprentice, and teach him the Shaolin Temple seventy-two stunts of the most rigid and fierce Shaolin King Kong wand method, thinking that he is the best choice.

Now that he was holding on to the portal with all his might, it seemed that the pressure of the portal closing had decreased slightly, and even the black iron cane supported by it did not seem to make a terrifying creak like before, as if it was about to break at any moment.

Zhang Fatzi couldn't help but smack his tongue a little, he always knew that this who didn't like to talk like a gourd was born with divine power, but he didn't expect his strength to be so great!

In the past, I always felt that this person was dumbfounded, with well-developed limbs and a simple mind, what was the use of brute strength? Now it seems that I am afraid that I will never dare to underestimate him in the future.

Zhang Fatzi breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and quickly turned his head and shouted to Ye Feng to speed up, praying secretly in his heart, big black man, you must resist it!

The life and death of my brother, oh no, the life and death of many people here, but it depends on you!