"Do you believe the words of a villain like Liu Pei? Now you can see it, he won't help you at all when you're in danger, and in fact, he doesn't have the ability to help you. Mo Yu said to the big man.

The big man looked at Liu Pei viciously, gritting his teeth with hatred, as if he hated Liu Pei more than Mo Yu who killed his senior brother.

"For your sake, you have also been deceived, I will show you a way to live, and if you do what I say, I will not embarrass you. Mo Yu continued.

"What way to live?" the big man heard it, as if a drowning man saw a life-saving straw.

"Go and kill the liar, I can spare you from death. ”

The implication is that as long as he kills Liu Pei, he can let him live.

When Dahan heard this, the flame of hope that had been ignited was instantly extinguished.

He turned his head to look at Liu Pei, and then looked at the three masters next to Liu Pei, he knew that it was easy to kill Liu Pei, but it was not easy to kill Liu Pei in front of the three masters.

The tiger in front and the wolf in the back, tell him how to choose?

There is no difference between having a choice and not having a choice, he raised the board axe, and rushed to Mo Yu with a shout of "ahhhhhhh

Mo Yu looked at him coldly, and when he was about to rush in front of him, he stabbed a sword diagonally, or the trick "Jiaolong goes to sea", or stabbed his throat.

Mo Yu told him.

"You're the fastest man I've ever seen with a sword. The Western Regions man shouted.

"That's you, you're unheard! There are many people of my level in Middle-earth. Mo Yu sneered.

"Impossible!" said the people of the Western Regions, disbelieving it.

"Let's talk about one nearby, the palace master of this Sun God Palace, my eldest brother is faster than me, I don't believe you ask the old man Liu next to you. ”

"Is what he said true?" asked Liu Pei from the Western Regions.

Liu Pei did not speak. At this time, his heart must have collapsed to the extreme: the enemy is now, you still have the fucking leisure to pay attention to this!"

"I don't think so!" suddenly said the Taoist who hadn't spoken for a long time.

"What not, have you seen my eldest brother?" Mo Yu asked.

"I'm talking about him saying that your sword isn't necessarily fast. The man said disdainfully.

"Haha......" Mo Yu laughed loudly, "You're right, my sword may not be the fastest. ”

"Well, you're self-aware. The monk next to him took over and said.

"But... It's more than enough to kill you two or what 'Bandit Alliance'. Mo Yu Feng said with a twist.

"It's the 'Monk Alliance'!" the two of them said angrily, correcting him.

"It's the same, it's all a rabble anyway. Mo Yu laughed again.

"This arrogant boy doesn't seem to let you taste the power of the two of us, you don't shed tears when you don't see the coffin. The two men were furious and raised their weapons.

"You don't know this, I'm a person who doesn't shed tears when I see a coffin. ”

The monk used a string of counting beads, and the Taoist used a whisk of dust.

That's no ordinary counting beads and dust.

The general number beads are made of wood or Bodhi, and some wealthy monks use agate.

Most whisks are made from horsetails.

And their beads and whisks are made of stainless steel. The dust is like a sharp thorn, and the beads are steel balls. You can imagine what it was like to be swept away by the dust and smashed by steel balls.

"This weapon of the two of you is not wrong to practice and kill. Mo Yu teased.

"Don't talk nonsense, come on, let Dao Ye accompany you to fight three hundred rounds. The man said angrily.

"No, no, no..."Mo Yu waved his hand repeatedly.

"What's the matter?, scared?" the Western Regions interjected.

"I'm afraid they won't be able to support three rounds, why don't you go along?" Mo Yu asked.

"No, no, no..."The people of the Western Regions waved their hands again and again, "I never join forces with low-level people. ”

"Fart!, who do you say is low?" the monk scolded.

"If you're not convinced, then prove to me your level. The Westerners shrugged and spread their hands.

"Boy, just now you said we can't support the three moves?" the man asked.

"Well, you don't need three moves, two moves are enough, one move. ”

"Haha... Last time in the City God Temple, we wanted to compete with you, but we were blocked by Liu Zhai, so you were lucky to leave, and this time I won't let you go again. The monk laughed.

"Well, are you just going to listen to him? He's not your father. “

The two of them disagreed with the ridicule in the Mexican language, and replied seriously: "This is natural, after the master of Liu Zhai is Uncle Liu Huang, we are the only one who looks forward." ”

It turns out that this little old man is still very ambitious! Under the banner of doing the right thing for heaven and for the country and the people, he seeks his own personal interests.

"You still can't fight, you stand and talk nonsense, you Middle-earth people don't do it. The people from the Western Regions shouted.

"Haha... Don't worry! Don't worry. It's not easy for their parents to give birth to them, so let them remember the world more. Mo Yu laughed.

"Fart!

The Taoist raised the dust, the dust silk opened like a sharp thorn, and the monk waved a few beads, sweeping towards Moyu with the sound of the "whirring" wind.

Mo Yu jumped up, and volleyed a "dragon swinging tail" long sword pointed at the monk and said: "The first move will take your life first." ”

The monk knew that his sword was sharp, so he didn't dare to take it hard, so he hurriedly jumped to the side, but the long sword of Moyu changed course halfway and stabbed at the Taoist.

The Taoist heard Mo Yu say that the first move was to attack the monk, and he was about to attack Mo Yu from the side to relieve the monk's danger, but who knew that Mo Yu's sword turned to the front of him. In a panic, I had to raise the dust to separate.

As soon as he touched the blade of the sword, the dusty steel wires broke in two, and the power of Mo Yu's sword did not diminish at all, and it stabbed into his chest.

"You... Speak... It doesn't count... Say strike first... He said intermittently with blood coming out of the mouth of the Taoist.

"I don't understand the truth of 'soldiers don't get tired of cheating', damn it!" Mo Yu's sword was sent forward a little more, and the Taoist suddenly lost his breath.

"Not only are you strong in martial arts, but you also have a lot of brains. The people from the Western Regions gave a thumbs up.

"With your little eyesight, you're much better than them. Mo Yu was talking, but his hands were not idle, and he stabbed the monk with a move of "Jiaolong Deshui".

The monk knows that his skills are on par with those of the Taoist, and the Taoist can't even hold up one move, so he may not be able to hold it.

In a panic, he didn't dare to answer, and his body swept backwards to avoid it.

He retreated quickly, Mo Yu chased faster, and the long sword reached his eyes in a flash.

The monk's arms shook, and the beads on his hands were broken, and they spread out one by one, attacking Mo Yu's whole body points.

Mo Yu held the sword in his right hand, and waved it in a circle in front of his chest with his left hand, rolling up a powerful air flow that swept away the flying steel balls.

Under the light, the black jade wrench on his left thumb flashed four small words of dragon flying and phoenix dancing: Demon Domain Boundless!

Mo Yu didn't see it himself, but others could see it very clearly next to him.

The people of the Western Regions were once again so excited that they were incoherent: "Jade Wrench! Demon Domain... Demon Domain!"