With a palm handover, Zhao Fan didn't even confirm the results of the battle, and immediately turned around with his strength, hugged the girl and turned over from the top of Mo Yixian's head, and quickly escaped into the woods.

The talker on the other side has been paying attention to the battle situation, and he knew that something was wrong when Zhao Fan threw out the blanket, and he did not hesitate to catch up at the moment, wanting to take advantage of the allies to intercept and help from behind, leaving the cunning kid on the spot completely.

However, the development of things was too fast, and it was completely beyond Tan Yingshou's imagination, although it was only a short distance of less than ten zhang, but when Tan Yingshou arrived at the scene, Zhao Fan had already won a blow and retreated.

I couldn't see the details clearly, and I didn't know why Mo Yixian suddenly became crazy, so he didn't chase after him at all, but at the moment, he couldn't think about it, and immediately made a wrong step, and he wanted to dodge past Mo Yixian.

However, it was only as soon as this idea was generated, and a feeling of extreme danger suddenly flashed in the spiritual consciousness of the talking hand. In the next moment, Mo Yixian, who was standing on the spot for some reason, suddenly burst out with an incomparably terrifying momentum!

No, it's not just "momentum", but genuine "gas"!

With a long howl of pain, the massive true yuan of the great grandmaster level all exploded at this moment, endlessly frantically venting, although the power generated was not as concentrated as ordinary moves, but this terrifying "amount" alone was by no means something that ordinary masters could bear, if any master below the grandmaster was close, even if he used all the means to reach the sky, he was bound to be shattered on the spot in the aura that Mo Yixian exploded!

"Old Mo, are you fucking crazy?!"

In an instant, a catastrophe came, and the conversation at close range was too close to dodge. can only desperately carry up the "Xuanqi Dafa" and turn it into a protective Xuanqi that wraps around the whole body. The terrifying waves of qi like a surge are forcibly isolated from the body.

This terrible outburst lasted for a long time, until Mo Yixian finally stopped the outbreak. No longer desperately venting his strength, the surrounding environment has changed beyond recognition, and the ground within a radius of more than 100 feet is as if it has been smashed by a meteorite, turning into a terrifying crater.

Within the confines of this huge pit, a single life, whether it is birds, beasts, plants or insects, was violently shocked into powder by the irresistible domineering qi, and only two black list masters relied on the protection of strong horizontal cultivation. That's how they survived.

The situation returned to calm, and Tan Yingshou finally cautiously, slowly dissipated the protective aura, and looked in the direction of the woods with a sense of loss. After such a fuss, the qi machine between heaven and earth has long been disturbed by Mo Yixian's violent true qi, and it is absolutely impossible to track down Zhao Fan with this again.

But in this regard, the handsome hand can not say anything. As an ally of the wolf bèi for many years. The two are very familiar with each other, how can they not see that there is something wrong with Lao Mo's condition?

Therefore, after the storm cleared, Tan Yingshou did not make any accusations. On the contrary, as soon as he had a good breath, he walked to Mo Yixian's side for the first time, and then spoke out with concern.

"Old Mo. I'll help you!"

If so, I can't help but talk about it. He immediately stretched out his hand to reach out to the "Easy Door Master" who was lying on the ground panting, ready to use the "Xuanqi Dafa" to help him calm his internal rest.

However, the hand is only halfway out. Mo Yixian, who was lying on the ground like a dead pig, struggled desperately, a "lazy donkey rolling", and narrowly escaped the help of the "Ten Evil Owners".

"Oh?!Old Mo, what are you doing?......!"

The act of kindness was avoided by the other party, and Tan Yingshou's face collapsed.

However, Mo Yixian, who was struggling on the ground, had no room to observe his face at all, and the only thing he could do was to desperately squeeze out a warning from between his teeth in the spirit of preserving his combat strength.

"No...... No...... Touch me! There is ...... Poisonous!!"

In the midst of the struggling words, Mo Yixian's fat body finally slowly adjusted to a sitting posture. At this moment, the Tan Yingshou on the side finally realized that Mo Yixian's entire left half of his body suddenly became fatter than usual, and the dark purple poisonous breath, centered on the left hand, almost flowed all over his body, when Tan Yingshou carefully sensed the past, he was even more surprised to find that it was on the right half of his body and back, which seemed to him to be unusual, and at this moment it also exuded an extremely dangerous aura, which was obviously not "not poisonous", but so poisonous that it was invisible and colorless, which was even more unguardable!

Looking at this terrifying scene, Tan Yingshou's face couldn't help but change drastically, knowing that if Fang Cai won it, the consequences would be absolutely unimaginable, and I am afraid that even he would become this tragic situation, so it seems that Mo Yixian's desperate dodge really saved his own life!

-- Thinking like this, Tan Ying's palm couldn't help but be afraid, only to feel a burst of creepy, and then hurriedly opened his mouth to ask.

"Old Mo ...... You...... ...... is this?"

"I'm ...... It's just that...... Hit...... Opposite a ...... Palm, just ...... Such...... ......"

It seemed that the situation had recovered somewhat, and Mo Yixian was finally able to speak intermittently while running the true yuan.

"That'...... Brat...... It's so domineering...... It's just ...... Just as soon as I ran into ...... Virulence ...... Convenient...... Invade...... Inside, it attracts me...... Internal ...... Out of control, without any ...... Revolt...... power. ”

Mo Yixian said slowly, his voice was full of tremors, and he didn't know if it was because of the toxicity in his body or the fear in his heart.

"If not...... Fear...... Talking about you...... Here, I'm afraid...... I'm ...... Lives are ...... Here's the explanation. It's just not ...... Occur...... This kid is not only ...... Sword Qi ...... If you are domineering, you will even have poisonous skills...... Also...... Russ ...... Terrible ............! ...... We're afraid...... Is it lying down...... You shouldn't go...... Target...... Muddy waters!"

Mo Yixian struggled to finish speaking, and seemed to come over in one breath, coughing violently in his mouth, and finally spit out a mouthful of purple-black stinky poisonous blood, and the purple poisonous breath permeating the left half of his body also disappeared a lot at a speed visible to the naked eye.

However, I have just felt the horror of this virulence with the induction of the qi machine, and of course the long-experienced talker knows that this scene does not mean that Mo Yixian has been able to successfully force the poison, at most it can only be said that he has temporarily suppressed the toxic outbreak, and before he really uses the antidote to detoxify, Mo Yixian can't help but still be a mobile source of death, and he may detonate the poison in his body at any time, and he will die tragically in a few minutes.

Although he has no feelings for this ally, after so many years, the cooperation between the two has already been seamless, and it is never interesting to talk about it, and he wants to change to a partner now.

Therefore, for Mo Yixian's speech, Tan Yingshou could only let out a long sigh.

"I know what you say...... But the 'left-handed knife' Feng Han and the 'poisonous hand' Qianluo, we can't beat it, and Lao Mo, you have to get the antidote now, how can we not wade into this muddy water now?"

"The Ten Evil Village Masters" said, shaking his head helplessly.

"Alas—why is it so much so that I say it now?" (to be continued......)