Chapter 115 is confident

Mo Yuxuan's face turned from blue to purple, and his undisguised anger was fluttering in the wind and snow, mixed with the wind and snow, as if a hand slapped him in the face, and the anger in the sky was sprinkled on the sky and surged into a fierce beast, rolling the tyrannical wind and snow. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The two scarlet eyes were like bloodthirsty beasts with their fangs open, their feet leaping, their left hands forward, and their right hands holding purple-gold jade flutes, and the tiger roared forward, like a gust of wind, roaring out.

The jade flute wailed in the wind, and the mournful and fierce flute sound whimpered out of it, like an angry dragon, rolling the wind and clouds.

Without a word, without a word, only with killing intent, killing can wash away his shame, and killing can calm his anger.

Kill, kill, kill!

Liu Cheng stood up suddenly, like a wall to protect Zhao Haochen, Mo Yuxuan rushed over, the two of them will die, and they will never be spared, but the people of the rivers and lakes have their own morality, even if you want to die, then I will die before you.

Because this can prove that I have no ability to protect you at all, that I am not as good as others, and I will not regret it.

Zhao Haochen looked at the figure in front of him, his heart was very pleased, he looked at the place where Superman was complete, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he nodded secretly.

"Liu Cheng, if you don't block my view, I can't see it. ”

Liu Cheng smiled bitterly in his heart, but the strong figure was stunned and didn't move, as if he hadn't heard Zhao Haochen's words, and a sense of death arose, tragic and solemn.

"Helper, let me Liu Cheng use this life to repay your kindness for reconstruction. ”

The grief in his heart, if it weren't for Zhao Haochen, he might not have been able to say that he would have lost his soul at this moment, not to mention that his cultivation had advanced by leaps and bounds, and he had advanced to the Desolate Yuan Realm, he was already satisfied, in his opinion, now was the time to repay his kindness.

Mo Yuxuan is incomparably powerful, taking the lead, and there are more than 20 people in the Ziyu Mansion behind him who are holding long knives, with awe-inspiring killing intent, and they also look like they are not afraid of death.

In the face of such a mighty situation, Zhao Haochen was as steady as Mount Tai, moved his body with difficulty, reached out and tugged at the corner of Liu Cheng's clothes, and motioned for him to get out of the way.

I was indignant in my heart, and I dared to ignore myself, which was really hateful.

Liu Cheng's legs seemed to be inserted into the ground, waiting for Mo Yuxuan's attack wholeheartedly, and he didn't notice Zhao Haochen's movements at all, which made Zhao Haochen cry and laugh.

Seeing that Liu Cheng was indifferent, Zhao Haochen had no choice but to live on the cold ground, moved to the left, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the smile on the corner of his mouth hung unabashedly on the corner of his mouth, as if he was teasing.

Mo Yuxuan, who rushed over, only felt that his heart was hot, his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of slimy liquid was in his mouth, and he did not hesitate to agitate his throat again and swallow it.

This mouthful of blood can't be spit out, once it is spit out, his sharp huge momentum will be consumed in an instant, he will be sluggish, and his face will have no place to put it, so he would rather suffer the backlash of qi and blood.

Liu Cheng's long knife was blocked horizontally in his chest, which was undoubtedly the safest way, no matter where the other party started, he could react as soon as possible.

The flute sounded bursting, it was already close in front of him, Liu Cheng brazenly took out a knife, a knife out, the ghost was frightened, a knife shocked the world, and the power was unparalleled.

The jade flute pointed towards his chest, but he had a feeling that this was a long stick, the Dharma stick method of the Shaolin Temple, carrying infinite strength.

The blade of the long knife was not afraid, and it collided with the flute, and a series of sparks flew on the surface of the two weapons.

Liu Cheng only felt like he had been punched hard in his chest for a moment, his breathing was not smooth, his qi and blood were tumbling back and forth in his veins, and he retreated a few steps back heavily before he stood still.

The eyes also poured out the bloody red of the Jianghu man, roared, the blade inserted in the ground flipped up, the snow on the ground had already melted in this blatant collision, and as the long knife was pulled out, the smoke and dust on the ground were billowing and abandoned, filling this side of the world.

"Kill!"

The long knife is like an angry dragon going out to sea, turning over the river and the sea, wanting to devour this side of the world.

The jade flute, like a Shaolin Dharma stick, danced back and forth in Mo Yuxuan's hands, sometimes tapping forward, sometimes slapping towards Liu Cheng's head, his movements were like dreams, walking like flowing clouds, without a trace of pause.

Relatively speaking, Liu Cheng fell into the disadvantage, one knife to the left, one knife backwards, without any rules, left and right, constantly resisting Mo Yuxuan's attacks.

Mo Yuxuan's attacks were sharp and tricky, attacking from different angles, he had only one purpose, to kill, however, compared to such an attack, Liu Cheng did not care about his life and death at all, and fought desperately for a life, and it was difficult to distinguish the winner for a while.

The people who rushed over from Ziyulou were all stopped by the people of the Life and Death Pavilion, and after a while, they were killed and injured.

In Ziyu Tower, Mo Yuxuan was left to fight alone.

Mo Yuxuan was furious in his heart, but this style of play made him very depressed, and his heart was ruthless, and he was injured by Liu Cheng's slash in the shoulder, and at this moment, the jade flute in his hand hit Liu Cheng's head.

Zhao Haochen frowned, just at this moment, with a wave of his arm, dozens of arrows flashing with cold and cold glow shot towards Mo Yuxuan, just blocking the direction in front of him and on the left and right, if he didn't move and questioned the front and left and right sides, then he would definitely be one step ahead Liu Cheng would die, and he had only one way to retreat.

Helplessly, he took a step back, but those arrows still didn't seem to let him go, just maintained this posture, wave after wave, he only passively retreated, retreated, and retreated.

The last wave of arrows came, he had already retreated to the same place, and when he looked up, all the people in Ziyu were gone, his throat was sweet, and blood gushed up again, but this time it was directly sprayed to the ground, and the unprecedented momentum suddenly disappeared.

Another group of people walked out of the crowd, each holding a small crossbow in their hands, with a crossbow arrow on it, and the target was Mo Yuxuan, who stepped forward and protected Zhao Haochen Weilong.

"Mo Shao, how is it, don't you feel very cool? You think you can kill me just by yourself, let me tell you, the person who can kill me has not yet been born, you better stay cool!" Zhao Haochen rested for a while after taking the pill, and now he can stand up tremblingly.

Facing this Zhao Haochen, he looked condescending, more like an elder teaching a disobedient junior.

"Helper, I gave Mo Shaoxun a cool place, I don't know what you think?" Liu Cheng smoothly caught up with Zhao Haochen's words.

"Oh, where?" Zhao Haochen Wendou.

"Difu!" replied Liu Cheng.

Zhao Haochen nodded.