Mu Jing laughed miserably, the Snow Girl is dead, the Great Elder is dead, the life and death of the Mu King are unknown, the casualties of the 100,000 army have reached seventy percent, and the casualties of the Golden Wolf Martial Arts Realm have reached eighty percent, and the Snow Mountain Temple may fall on this point. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Old man..."

The furious thunder attack had passed, and all the Yangshan thieves were running towards Mo Zongli, they were worried that Mo Zongli, who had sheltered them for decades, might really stay here forever.

"Go and bring Ji Fang over," the medicine box said hurriedly.

The medicine box has long seen the tragic battle of the first thief in Yangshan, and now he is dying and falling to the ground and can die at any time, if he doesn't save people quickly, maybe he and the Snow Girl will end up together.

"Old man!"

All the Yangshan thieves gathered in front of Mo Zongli, but no matter how they called Mo Zongli, there was no response.

"Medicine box, medicine box, the old man is injured, come quickly!" Fu couldn't pay and hurriedly shouted.

The medicine box carried the medicine box on his back and violently pushed away all the people who stood in his way, but after seeing Mo Zongli's appearance, his hands trembled. Mo Zongli stepped on a pool of blood under his feet, and the wound on his waist was no longer bleeding, because there was no blood that could flow out of Mo Zongli's body, and the sword that ran through his body, the scratches and finger holes in his chest that penetrated deep into his heart..... The tears of the medicine box flowed down, and instead of looking at Mo Zongli, he knelt directly in front of Mo Zongli and covered his eyes with one hand.

"Bastard, what are you kneeling for, Lao Tzu is asking you to save the old man" Fu couldn't shake the body of the medicine box violently.

"Shut up, if the old man still has a breath, I can save it, but now..."

After hearing that Mo Zongli was already out of breath, these murderous Yangshan thieves knelt in front of Mo Zongli one by one, and the seven-foot man actually cried. Ji Fang was lying on the ground unconscious, life and death were uncertain, although this battle was won, but the world's number one martial artist who ruled the martial arts world for thirty years The overlord passed away!

Just when these people were heartbroken, a pair of hands pierced the body of a Yangshan thief, and everyone looked back to see that it was actually Mu King Liusheng Zongyan and Yinyi, although they looked embarrassed and scarred, but they were not dead.

"Now is not the time to mourn the old man, and those who still have the fighting power to kill them with me" Xu Ce shouted.

The three of them have also reached the limit, but they are still martial saints after all, not to mention that the Yangshan thieves are also at the end of the crossbow, and the difference in rank has led to a completely one-sided slaughter in this battle. Yin Yi pointed at a big heart one by one, Xin Guiyun shouted angrily and wanted Liu Shengzong to kill him, Mo Zongli was his reborn parents, and now that he is dead here, Xin Guiyun made up his mind to pull them on their backs even if they died.

"Don't be afraid of them, they don't have much strength," Xin Guiyun shouted.

"You're right, but without Mo Zongli, you are like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, and it will be easy to kill you."

Liu Sheng Zongyan also held on, and finally stabbed Xin Guiyun's body with a sword, and Xin Guiyun inherited the consistent style of Yangshan thieves and plagiarism.

"Old man, Xin Guiyun has gone down to serve you"

Xin Guiyun shouted, and let the Budu Imperial Soul pierce him close to Yanagi Zongyan regardless of his stabbed body, with a cruel smile on his face, Yanagi Zongyan felt a pain in his abdomen, and Xin Guiyun desperately returned him with a sword. Liu Sheng Zongyan swung his sword horizontally, and Xin Guiyun's body was directly split by the sword qi. Yanagi Zongyan lost the battle, but Yin Yi and Mu Ren Wang were like no one.

"Old man..."

"Great Martial Saint..."

"Old Man Mo..."

A heart-rending cry came into Mo Zongli's ears, and no one noticed that Mo Zongli's eyelids were trembling slightly.

"Medicine box, is there any more Death Pill!" Fu couldn't help but say.

"The Death Pill is gone, and now there is only the Death Pill left" The medicine box took out a black pill, the Death Pill is an overdraft potential, but this Death Pill is overdrawn by the vitality, and after taking it, the combat power soars to the strongest, but it can't live for three days!

I can't pay it and don't want to die, but how can he bear it when he sees the Yangshan thieves being slaughtered, and as a result, he is ready to take the Death Pill, but it suddenly disappears as soon as he puts it to his mouth. When he looked back, Mo Zongli actually opened his eyes with difficulty, and the Death Pill was in his hands.

"Boy, do you want to die when Lao Tzu is still alive?" Mo Zongli crushed the pill in his hand.

"Old man, are you still alive?"

In an instant, the Yangshan thieves were boiling, and the Mu Ren King and Yin Yi were slaughtering the Yangshan thieves, and the huge figure came to them in an instant, knocking the Mu Ren King away with one punch.

"Why are you still alive!" Yin Yi's voice trembled, because the vitality of the old man in front of him was a real monster!

"Old man, take this pill quickly," the medicine box said hurriedly

The medicine box held a white pill in his hand, exuding bursts of medicinal fragrance, this was not his own pill, and he couldn't practice it. This is the ancestral elixir of the master, there are only three pills left in the world, as long as there is still a breath, it can save his life, if Mo Zongli does not wake up, this elixir is also ready to be released to Ji!

"Lao Tzu is not to the point where he needs to take medicine," Mo Zongli actually chose to refuse.

"Ji Fang, that kid is seriously injured, give him the pill, this kid did a good job and killed the Snow Girl, so it should be a reward for him."

"No, old man, you are the pillar of the Yangshan thieves!" Fu couldn't object.

"Lao Tzu is not dead yet, it is not yet time for you to speak" Mo Zongli threw the medicine to Ji Fang's side.

"I'm against it too!" said the medicine box, he knew that Mo Zongli was still alive now, and with his last obsession, if he didn't save him in time, he would definitely die.

"Lao Tzu is Mo Zongli!hahaha" Mo Zongli laughed arrogantly, "Lao Tzu will clean up these three bastards for you"

Mu Jing was also shocked when he saw that Mo Zongli was not dead, and later found out that it was only a return to the light that he was relieved, and it only took one blow to completely fall.

"Mo Zongli, go and die with peace of mind, there are still 100,000 troops arranged on the periphery of the Snow Mountain, these disciples and grandchildren of yours can't leave here, they all have to be buried for my Golden Wolf Empire!" Mu Jing shouted hysterically, and King Mu hurriedly let go of the arrows in his hand.

This is the bureau arranged by the Snow Mountain Temple, a huge encirclement, in order to make it impossible for any of these Yangshan thieves to escape. But after a long time of the arrows, no one came to support, and the whole ground suddenly trembled, and the snow on the snowy mountains not far away began to collapse!

"Do you think we don't know about your conspiracy? Lao Tzu's black rats have been eyeing these people for a long time, and I'm afraid that the army of 100,000 will not be enough to swallow up this avalanche," Xu Ce shouted.

"What... You are so vicious" Mu Jingru was struck by lightning, and after this big battle, the army of the Golden Wolf Empire lost more than 150,000!

"Also, I advise you not to act rashly and let us go," Xu Ce said, he wanted to end the battle now, and then quickly find a place to heal Mo Zongli's wounds.

"Dreaming, I have lost so much to the Snow Mountain Temple, and you still want to leave?

"Let you see a person, bring that kid up" Xu Ce breathed a sigh of relief, this kid became their life-saving straw.

The three brothers of the Xue family came to the battlefield with a person covered in a big bundle, and all the people of the Golden Wolf Empire couldn't help but be shocked when they saw this captured person.

"Great Prince?" exclaimed King Muren.

"Lord Mu, save me"

At the beginning, the most secret task that Xu Ce asked the black rat to perform was to kidnap the crown prince of the Golden Wolf Empire, even if they lost and had the prince of the Golden Wolf Empire in their hands, they could easily get out. Although the Snow Mountain Temple is strong, the ruler of the Golden Wolf Empire's martial arts realm, it is still under the jurisdiction of the Golden Wolf King's Tent after all, and the royal power is always above their heads.

"Mo Zongli, you are so shameless!" Mu Jing shouted.

"Is it shameless? Lao Tzu is a robber, and it is common to rob houses and houses!" Mo Zongli's anger began to fade when he spoke, and it seemed that he would fall at any time.

King Mu didn't know how to choose, if he didn't save him when he saw death, he would definitely make Ashina Khan dissatisfied, but if he was rescued, the loss of their Snow Mountain Temple would be equivalent to a waste.

"Father...."

Mu Jing had a resolute look on his face, "Great Prince, I'm sorry, my Snow Mountain Temple has lost such a big price, and I am about to win, how can I let them go"

"You dare... I will let Father Khan take you.."

Before the eldest prince's words fell, he was directly killed by Mu Jing's volley, "King of people, when the battle here is over, go and tell the Khan, the Yangshan thieves want to use the eldest prince to threaten the Snow Mountain Temple, but the eldest prince is strong and praises the power of my golden wolf, and he would rather die than give in, and commit suicide."

"You Snow Mountain Temple really dare," Xu Ce didn't expect Mu Jing to be so decisive.

"Kill me so many Golden Wolf Warriors, as well as the Great Elder and the Snow Maiden, if you don't leave all of you here today, how can my Snow Mountain Temple gain a foothold in the future, no one can stop me from killing," Mu Jing shouted

"Do you think Lao Tzu really can't save them?" Mo Zongli, who was already on the verge of death, was ready to burst out with the last ferocity.