Doujiao Mountain is one of the five battle bases selected by the Wantong Business Alliance, the whole mountain is only 100 meters high, and the form is gentle, and the front is an open plain, just suitable for large-scale battles to spread out the battlefield. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Since the people of the Taihe Chamber of Commerce chose to concentrate their forces and break through from the line they were defending, then the Wantong Business Alliance also concentrated their forces and chose to fight with them at Doujiao Mountain.

Led by Bi Shaofeng, Mo Shaoli's five major rudders, and five hundred people and horses gathered at the foot of the mountain and desperately rode their horses to escape.

If they encounter a small group of wandering troops, it is better to say that in the face of an army of at least 200,000, it is impossible for them to resist.

After the beacon smoke of the warning rose, many monks stationed on the hill saw it, and the red smoke pillars rose one after another, stretching all the way to Doujiao Mountain.

"Be careful!"

Bi Shaofeng and Mo Shaoli roared almost at the same time, and Bi Shaofeng jumped up directly from the dragon scale horse, and a few jumps landed on the ground, and the human sword was instantly unsheathed.

A giant beast with three sharp horns suddenly leaped out of the dense forest on both sides of the plank road built by the mortal realm.

I saw a flash of sword light, and hot blood gushed out from the neck of the giant beast, dyeing Bi Shaofeng, who was standing with the sword, all over his body blood-red.

Mo Shaoli's dragon scale horse under his crotch was frightened, deviated from the plank road, and rushed towards the woods with him.

This kind of "giant beast" Mo Shaoli happened to know, named Jiaoyu, it is a demon race, born with rough skin and thick flesh, infinite strength, it is only the lowest demon race in the wild continent, and after entering the land of absolute spirits, it has become a murderous thing.

Others have encountered similar situations.

"Dismount!"

"Fight!"

Mo Shaoli drank lowly, jumped off the dragon scale horse, looked sideways, and just saw the two horns smashing left and right and rushing towards Wang Zhiyi.

Wang Zhiyi jumped up from the horse's back, flipped in the air, tapped the back of a horned head with his toes, and reached out to hug a tree trunk with a thick bowl mouth by using his strength.

Touch!

With a muffled sound, the horns of the two ends hit the dragon scale horse ridden by Wang Zhiyi at the same time, and the scale armor of the dragon horse was easily pierced, and the flesh was splashed with blood.

Mo Shaoli grinned, beckoned Wang Zhiyi to get closer to him, and at the same time concentrated and vigilant around.

Not only is the skin rough, but it also has an excellent ability to change color, allowing it to quickly blend in with its surroundings, and this ability is quite perverted and difficult to detect with the naked eye without being able to activate the divine sense.

This is also a good explanation for the lack of alert signals from the detection team stationed at the front.

Wang Zhiyi let go of his arm, landed lightly, and dragged the Dutian Slashing Dragon Blade to Mo Shaoli's side quickly.

The two stood with their backs to each other.

"Boss, I see that there seem to be hundreds of horned demons with cultivation above the Yuan Dan attack, what should I do?"

"Is it different for you to cultivate as a Yuan Dan refiner......?

"Ahh

"Help......! Boom!"

Before Mo Shaoli finished speaking, he heard a terrible scream, and when he turned his head, a human monk was pierced through the chest by the sharp horns of a horned demon clan, hung on the horns and ran wildly, and then slammed into a messy stone.

The boulder shattered, and the wailing human monk was cut off from the breath of life.

Mo Shaoli's eyelids jumped, and he scolded in a low voice: "The idiot of the Wantong Business Alliance, I haven't found such important information, what a dead person!"

"Boss, here!"

Wang Zhiyi suddenly exclaimed.

"What's your name, trash!"

Mo Shaoli scolded, and rushed away with the rushing Jiao Yi, his legs suddenly bent slightly, jumped up, flew to the top of Jiao Qi's head, his body rolled in the air, and he shook his hand and stabbed with a sword, piercing a hole in Jiao Qi's back.

"Cry!"

Jiao Yu was in pain, roared angrily, turned his head to look at Mo Shaoli, and prepared to attack again.

Wang Zhiyi's eyes were quick, and with a flick of his footsteps, he appeared behind this horned man, holding the handle of the knife with both hands, and stabbed it at its buttocks.

"Cry~~~"

"Human!"

Jiao Yu turned around violently, roared angrily, and slammed into Wang Zhiyi fiercely.

Wang Zhiyi hit it successfully, his footsteps moved sideways, quickly dodged, and then two back jumps to widen the distance between the two sides.

"Shhh

Mo Shaoli looked at the "chrysanthemum" that was almost cut in half, and couldn't help but gasp, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

This kind of indiscriminate means are made out!

The moment the horn rushed out, Mo Shaoli also exerted the same force on his legs, and rushed forward after him.

The figure was short, and the Daoless Sword swept out, and the tip of the sword slashed through the back of the horn, opening an inch-deep opening.

The running horn was in pain, and his body was short, and he almost fell.

"Cry!"

This guy is also very smart, and when he found that he was besieged by two human monks, he wisely chose to turn around and flee after a low roar.

Mo Shaoli and Wang Zhiyi quit, and the two caught up almost at the same time.

"Die!"

Wang Zhiyi shouted, but did not make a move.

When the horned bird heard the roar, he trembled with fright and ran even harder.

"Boss, forget it, let's go back and help the others!"

"Good!"

Mo Shaoli also understood Wang Zhiyi's intentions: In the land of absolute spirits, the four-legged one always runs faster than the two-legged one, which has little to do with cultivation, although this horned horn is injured, it is not fatal, and it still takes some effort to chase and kill.

On the battlefield on both sides of the plank road, five hundred human body refiners fought against more than one hundred horns, and the situation was not optimistic, at this time, there were already hundreds of human corpses lying on the ground, many of them were already unrecognizable. However, only a few of them died, and all of them were killed by Bi Shaofeng.

"Boss, look at the physique, several horned demons have reached the twelfth order, this must be an elite team, should we escape?"

"No, kill!"

Mo Shaoli looked around the battlefield, and quickly locked on a horned demon who had just killed a human monk who had just killed a human monk who should be at the twelfth order, and turned his head to Wang Zhiyi and said, "You are pressing the formation on one side, don't let other horned monsters sneak up on me." ”

After speaking, he raised his sword and rushed to kill.

It's all in the sky!

Two slashes!

Three slashes!

When!when!

Mo Shaoli flew up in the air, his body rotated, and three swords in a row slashed towards the head of this horned man.

The horns shook their heads, resisting with their horns.

Gold and iron collided, splashing a string of sparks.

Mo Shaoli's forward momentum was unloaded by two impacts, and the third collision shocked him upside down. Looking sideways at Bi Shaofeng slightly, he saw that he stepped on broken steps, quickly circling around a horned turtle of the same twelfth order, sometimes jumping over his body, dodging attacks, and at the same time quickly striking out his sword at a tricky angle, leaving deep wounds on Jiaoqi's body.

"This guy!"

Mo Shaoli muttered to himself and slowly leaned towards the corner in front of him.

"A human kid of the tenth order of body refining?" Horn Biao spoke, his voice thick and hoarse.

"A very chewy alchemist!hahaha......"

"Low blood, low intelligence, even with words are poor and imbecile. A few demon clans have already told me this, but unfortunately in the end they all died, and they died miserably. ”

"Cry!"

For Mo Shaoli's long list of sarcastic words, this horned demon clan couldn't think of words to recover, and roared angrily, thinking fiercely about him and rushing away.

"The first slash in the sky!"

"Ding!"

Mo Shaoli let out a loud shout, his legs bent slightly, his body jumped high, and a sword swept away, slamming heavily into the horns of the horned demon clan.

The horns, which shimmered with a yellowish metallic sheen, snapped.

At the same time, Mo Shaoli was also knocked upside down by the huge force.

A nearby horned man noticed the battle situation here, and tried to abandon the two human monks who were besieging him, and ran towards Mo Shaoli with his head buried in it.

"Brute, look at the knife!"

Seeing this, Wang Zhiyi shouted violently, walked quickly, blocked diagonally between the two, and slashed out with the dragon slashing blade.

"Ahem......"

Mo Shaoli jumped up from the ground, coughed twice, straightened out the breath that was a little chaotic by the huge force, flipped his body, jumped onto the back of the rushing horn, and then jumped, flying upside down in the air, and stabbing his neck with a sword.

Wang Zhiyi swung his knife and hit the horns hard, was shocked and retreated, seeing Mo Shaoli succeed in a blow, he immediately stabilized his body, bent his legs and leaped up, and slashed his head with a knife to avoid the three horns on the top of his head.

Mo Shaoli landed on the back of the Horned Demon Clan, and with a light tap of his toes, he took out the Daoless Sword, so he repeated the technique, and then stabbed the sword into the neck.

Blood splattered, and the horn fell to the ground, its limbs twitching.

"Ban Feng!" "Jiao Qi, who had fought against Mo Shaoli before, screamed sadly when he saw this, rushed to the crown in anger, and ran wildly towards Mo Shaoli.