There is a great terror between life and death, even if a person who already has the will to die, at the moment when he is really facing life and death, there will inevitably be a trace of hesitation in his heart, Zhao Hu is like this.

He only has one chance to fight with all his strength, and after this opportunity to fight with all his strength, what awaits him is a predictable death, even if he has really had the will to die, but it is inevitable that there will be a trace of hesitation by luck, in case, he can kill Mo He without all his strength!

Zhao Hu was not afraid of death, he was more concerned about whether he could avenge his senior brother, so after realizing that he had wasted an opportunity just now, Zhao Hu did not hesitate to prepare to go all out.

Mo He looked at Zhao Hu, who was getting stronger and stronger, and his heart was already alarmed, and he even had the idea of fleeing immediately, but from the speed that Zhao Hu showed just now, Mo He knew that he would definitely not be able to run, and instead of being killed in the chaotic escape, it was better to fight to the death with the other party.

Under the monitoring of the imperial dynasty's law, with the strength of Zhao Hu's demonic qi now, it is estimated that someone will come to investigate soon, but there is only one problem.

This is the junction of Yuhe Mansion and Linyu County, although it can still be monitored by the law, but it involves a problem, that is, there is a demonic spirit in this junction area, whether it will be handled by the government of Yuhe Mansion or by Linyu County?

"No wonder Zhao Hu chose to attack and kill me here, it turns out that he is planning to do this!" As soon as he thought of this in his heart, Mo He suddenly understood why Zhao Hu chose the location of his move here, because this is the junction of the two places, and the attribution of the incident is unclear, so in a short period of time, there may not be any force from any side to come, then he will have enough time to fight with him without being disturbed.

"Roar!"

Mo He had just figured this out, when Zhao Hu on the opposite side suddenly raised his head and roared, and the sound was like a real tiger roaring, resounding for miles around.

After this roar, a large area of flames appeared around Zhao Hu's body, like a tornado, enveloping his whole person in it, and then he pounced forward, driving the circle of tornado-like flames, and rushed into the range of Mohe's small divine power together.

Mo He, who was in the midst of a mixture of light and shadow, did not dodge or avoid the menacing Zhao Hu at all, and pinched the seal in his hand without hurry, and a large piece of needle rain flew out of his hand.

"Needle rain wood thorns!"

Under the blessing of the little supernatural powers, the needle rain that Mo He unleashed this time was like a real raindrop, endless, although it still failed to hurt Zhao Hu, but it broke a part of the flame tornado in his life, revealing Zhao Hu whose expression had become crazy and twisted inside.

The whole process was only two breaths, Zhao Hu had already pounced in front of Mo He, and his palms reached out from the flames, and the sharp nails of his fingertips, like small steel knives, grabbed directly at Mo He's face.

At such a dangerous moment, Mo He still did not dodge, and even the expression on his face did not change in the slightest, but the needle rain emitted before his death suddenly stopped, and a wooden thorn more than two meters long suddenly pierced out, as if it was a spear piercing the void, stabbing at Zhao Hu's chest.

The attacks of both sides fell on each other's bodies almost at the same time, but the difference was that Zhao Hu's claws, when they caught Mo He's face, actually pierced directly through Mo He's face, without the slightest force, and Mo He's last blow really fell on Zhao Hu's body.

This wooden thorn more than two meters long, with flames on it, stabbed Zhao Hu's chest, although it really hurt Zhao Hu, but the final result was not so ideal, the wooden thorn only had less than two inches at the front end and pierced into Zhao Hu's flesh and blood, causing very little damage.

There were wooden thorns on his chest, and Zhao Hu's entire body passed directly through Mo He's body under the action of inertia, feeling like it had passed through the air, and then fell heavily to the ground behind him.

"Illusion, will it only hide and hide, get out of here!" Turning his head, looking at the sound of Mo He gradually dissipating, Zhao Hu sounded with a hint of madness, and while shouting, fireballs condensed around his body, constantly smashing around.

"Get out of here, come out!" Zhao Hu looked crazy, shouting as he seemed to throw out a ball of flame aimlessly, and the beauty created by the whole light and shadow was imperceptibly dimmed under his crazy destruction.

Mo He, who was hiding in the shadows, was not very comfortable at this time, under the ravages of Zhao Hu, the consumption of maintaining the little magic power became greater, and if it continued like this, he would not be able to last too long.

Finally, after frantically destroying the surroundings, Zhao Hu's anger seemed to have reached a critical point, and the fierce aura on his body became stronger.

Suddenly, Zhao Hu raised his hands high, and then slammed them to the ground, shouting violently: "Give it to me, get out, little magic power-angry flame!"

The moment his palms hit the ground, the earth within a radius of 100 meters suddenly trembled, and then, the ground cracked, and a blazing flame erupted from under the ground, enveloping everything within a radius of 100 meters in a flame.

Mo He only felt a fiery power spread from under the earth, and the whole person was like being hammered, and all the internal organs seemed to be smashed hard at this moment, followed by a sweet throat, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Under the shock of the inner mansion, Mo He's little magical power naturally couldn't be maintained, and suddenly turned into a point of light and dissipated into nothingness, and this was not over, the flames gushing out from the earth, Mo He, who had no time to dodge in the future, were wrapped in it, as if to burn his whole person to ashes.

"Moist aura!" Ignoring the pain on his body, Mo He sent a moist aura again, his body was wrapped in blue light, and then quickly rushed out of the fire waves.

The flames unleashed by Zhao Hu were more powerful than ordinary flames, from Mo He being wrapped in flames to when he rushed out of them, in just a moment, the clothes on his body had become tattered, full of scorching marks, and even his hair and eyebrows had been burned off a lot, making Mo He's whole person look very embarrassed.

But Mo He didn't care about these now, as soon as he rushed out of the flames, he immediately felt the danger, and he didn't have time to think about it, and subconsciously dodged sideways.

At the moment when he just dodged, Mo He felt a pain on his face, and there was already a scratch on the left side of his face, if it wasn't for him dodging quickly, I'm afraid that his entire head would be gone now.

"Die!"

Zhao Hu, who had just pounced out of the sea of fire, found that Mo He had dodged his blow again, and after landing on the ground, he launched the next blow without stopping, completely unwilling to give Mo He the slightest respite.

"Go!" Mo He could only throw the black jade bamboo cane in his hand forward, with a blue-black light, and collided directly with Zhao Hu who pounced again, and then was bounced to the side.

Seeing Zhao Hu pounce again, Mo He now has a trace of despair in his heart, he has cast two moist spiritual lights in a row, and also launched a small magical power, plus a battle, now the spiritual power in his body is almost unable to support it, facing Zhao Hu who is crazy, Mo He suddenly feels a little poor in donkey skills, and feels that he is about to have nothing to do.

Reaching out and patting the storage bag, Mo He took out his dagger, used the little spiritual power in his body to shoot the dagger forward, and then grabbed a talisman from the storage bag, continued to squeeze the spiritual power in his body, and threw it out with a talisman activation.

Mo He is almost in a desperate situation now, the spiritual power in his body is almost exhausted, and almost all the means that can be used are now used, and Mo He himself can't think of how he can escape.

But in this case, Mo He still did not give up struggling, because if he gave up, he would really die, continue to struggle, hold on for a second longer, and he would have more hope of survival.

"Maybe the people of Yuhe Mansion or Linyu County are already on their way here, absolutely, absolutely to live!" Mo He kept telling himself this in his heart, and then gritted his teeth, and felt out the Dao official seal in the storage bag, trying to finally squeeze the spiritual power from his body.

Zhao Hu slapped the dagger that shot at him, and then faced the large number of inspired talismans, he didn't dodge or dodge at all, and his body passed directly through these inspired talismans.

The power of these talismans is not strong, even if they are carried hard, there is no harm to him, even if there is a little damage, Zhao Hu doesn't care at all.

He now felt as if there was a fire burning in his body, not only did the spiritual power in his body become hot, but even the blood in his body seemed to have turned into hot magma and flowed in his body.

This blazing flame seemed to have poured into Zhao Hu's mind, and the pupils that had originally become blood-red now seemed to be really burning, and there was a raging flame in his eyes.

Maybe he shouldn't use the word "as if", but it really burned, not only his eyes, but also other places in the seven orifices that spewed flames, making his whole person look more and more hideous and terrifying.

Zhao Hu felt that he was very thirsty now, and the heat in his body was frantically evaporating the water in his body, making him feel very uncomfortable, and his heart was beating violently in his chest, as if it would explode at any time.

"Die!" Carrying those powerful talismans, Zhao Hu tried all his strength, with flames all over his body, and grabbed towards Mo He, he knew that he was dying, but he wanted to complete his purpose before he died, and kill Mo He, who was close at hand.

And Mo He was also trying his best at this time, squeezing every bit of strength in his body, forcibly urging the Daoguan seal in his hand, he wanted to live, and he definitely couldn't die here!