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Chapter 91 Killing the Pregnant Spirit Again

Chapter 91 Killing the Pregnant Spirit Again

As soon as the word "kill" came out, four Mo Hongwei drew their swords at the same time.

The four of them rushed out and headed straight for Xiao Qi and the two.

The sword was as bright as a shadow, and Xiao Qi and the two immediately fell into a fierce battle.

He was already injured, and with the continuous fierce fighting, a lot of his profound energy was consumed.

Even though they had a realm advantage, they were still suppressed by the four of them.

These four Mo Hongwei have cooperated for many years and have a tacit understanding with each other.

This also greatly improves their combat effectiveness.

Not long after, Xiao Qi and Mr. Xiao already had several stab wounds on their bodies.

"Young Palace, leave quickly."

Yan Lao shouted loudly.

Then, a shining silver pill appeared in his hand.

On the elixir body, as the silver light flashed, there was actually a trace of blood lingering around.

Without any hesitation, he swallowed the pill in one gulp.

"Blood Soul Pill?"

The four Mo Hongguards recognized the elixir at a glance, and their expressions changed.

I saw that after taking the elixir, Yan Lao's aura was rising crazily.

But in his breath, his aura far surpassed that of a half-step pregnant spirit and reached the true state of pregnant spirit.

Seeing this, Zheng Zhi narrowed his eyes slightly, and a look of surprise passed through his eyes.

"What kind of elixir is this?"

He communicates with the mysterious woman in his heart.

"It's just a low-quality elixir that can improve one's strength in a short period of time, but it comes at the expense of one's lifespan. It can barely be considered a fifth-grade pill!"

The mysterious woman quickly gave the answer.

Hearing this, Zheng Zhi nodded.

It was similar to the desperate tactics of the flaming rainbow phoenix lion he had seen before.

Immediately, he glanced at Yan Lao. This guy was conservatively estimated to be several hundred years old, right?

If you burn another lifespan like this, even if you win the battle, you won't be able to survive more than a day.

However, this is for people who have very little life left. If they are strong people who still have a long life, having this kind of elixir in hand is tantamount to a life-saving trump card.

Of course, it goes without saying that one can imagine that the side effects of this weird elixir should not be weak.

But overall, this blood soul pill is still very precious.

After all, it is a fifth-grade elixir...

"I didn't expect this old man to be quite loyal."

Seeing this scene, Zheng Zhi chuckled.

However, appreciation is appreciation, but he has no sympathy.

"Yan Lao!"

Seeing this, Xiao Qi's eyes turned red.

This guy is not truly cold-blooded.

He seemed to have a lot of affection for the old man.

But he didn't hesitate, turned around and left.

But in the blink of an eye, Xiao Qi disappeared from everyone's sight.

"Even if I die today, I will take you to be buried with me."

Yan Lao, whose aura had reached the top, his eyes were blood red at this moment, and his old face was full of ferocity.

The next moment, he punched out, and the roar resounded like a bell.

"Soul Blood Fist!"

One punch was as powerful as a turbulent wave.

"No, retreat!"

The leader Mo Hongwei's face changed drastically, his voice fell, and he was the first to retreat violently.

The real spirit-pregnancy realm is something they cannot fight against.

But before he could even take a few steps back, a terrifying punch was already coming.

With no way to retreat, the four of them gritted their teeth and faced him with their swords drawn.

"boom!"

The swords, lights and fists collided.

But just for a moment, the four sword lights shattered.

When the punch came, the four people flew backwards, blood spurting out wildly.

However, their cultivation is not bad after all. They are not dead yet, but they are also seriously injured.

The blood dyed their already red robes red.

"die!"

The old man took a long stride, his eyes like daggers.

In an instant, there were only four people in the body, and he was about to kill them.

However, at this critical moment, the sound of a sword suddenly sounded.

A bloody long sword came through the air and blocked the hand hanging in mid-air.

At the critical moment, Zheng Zhi took action.

After all, he has something to do with Mo Yunqian, so he really can't ignore death.

The mysterious energy surged, and Zheng Zhi retreated violently, but he also saved the lives of four people.

"Thank you for the help."

Seeing this, the leader Mo Hongwei raised his hands towards Zheng Zhi.

The other three people also cast grateful glances at Zheng Zhi.

"You're welcome."

Zheng Zhi smiled slightly and said: "Speaking of which, you are also here to help me. In addition, I have some relationship with your patron king. I can't just sit idly by and ignore it, both emotionally and rationally."

"Is it related to the patron king?"

The four of them looked shocked.

But they all had a tacit understanding and didn't ask any questions.

Besides, now is not a good time to chat.

"It's you again, very good, very good."

The good thing was disturbed. Yan Lao stared at Zheng Zhi with murderous intent: "This is the first time in ten years that our Blood Soul Palace has suffered such a big loss."

Yan Lao: "In that case, I will get rid of this serious problem of yours today. With a genius like you buried with me, my death will not be unjust."

Zheng Zhi is from Mo country, and when he grows up, the beneficiaries will also be from Mo country.

But now, the relationship between Mo Kingdom, Ye Kingdom, and Blood Soul Palace is already tense.

He has made up his mind to eliminate this serious trouble for the country and the Blood Soul Palace.

"When you go hunting, you must be prepared to be killed by your prey."

Zheng Zhi sneered.

There was no trace of fear in his eyes.

It's not that he has never fought against each other in the Pregnant Spirit Realm, they are just opponents, not humans.

Although he did not dare to look down upon a strong man of this level, it was not enough to make him fear him.

As he spoke, he walked step by step towards Yan Lao, who was almost crazy.

As he took a step forward, the Judgment Sword had been put into Najie, and the cold air around his body became increasingly intense.

And above the head, the true meaning of a dragon has been condensed.

The cold light from the dragon's eyes shines through, like a bloodthirsty sword.

"Come die."

Yan Lao took action, his body was as fast as lightning, and he punched him.

The terrifying fist movements were like wild beasts.

Facing the punch, Zheng Zhi refused to retreat and punched out.

With the dual blessing of true meaning and Youkai, his fist is not weak either.

"Tough with me?"

Seeing this, Yan Lao's eyes flashed and contempt flashed at the corner of his mouth.

"Bang!"

The two fists collided, Zheng Zhi flew backwards, and his body hit a wall hard.

The wall fell apart in an instant.

Zheng Zhi got up from it, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

The arm was already a mess of blood and flesh, and the mysterious armor protecting the arm had been broken into pieces.

Even the mysterious armor on his body was covered with cracks like spider webs.

Although the Nether Armor is strong, it still cannot withstand the attack of the powerful pregnant spirit!

Zheng Zhi smiled bitterly, he had finally tested the limits of Youkai.

"Immortal?"

Yan Lao's eyelids twitched.

He didn't hold back any punches and used all his strength.

Not to mention a mere half-step spirit conceiving, even if a true spirit conceiving expert fights against him, he may not be able to gain the upper hand.

"Your medicinal strength should be over soon, right?"

Zheng Zhi grinned and climbed up from the ruins again.

Although the injury was serious, he did not lose his fighting ability.

Hearing this, Yan Lao's expression changed.

He had already noticed something strange about his body.

The tyrannical spirit-pregnant realm profound energy was quietly fading away, and faintly, the counterattack power of the Snow Soul Pill began to surge up.

However, Zheng Zhi smiled, but his tone suddenly changed: "If the effect of the medicine wears off, killing you would be no fun. It would be fun to defeat you at your strongest."

Smiling, he stamped his feet suddenly.

Wherever he stamped his feet, the floor tiles were shattered, and his figure rushed out like a cheetah hunting prey.

"Arrogant!"

Yan Lao's eyes turned cold and gleamed.

Zheng Zhi's words made him furious.

When he was angry, he punched out with all his strength.

Zheng Zhi came to attack, and when he was halfway through, his entire arm had turned into diamond and burst into bright light.

Suddenly, he turned sideways and hit hard at the elbow joint.

"Drill collapse!"

"boom!"

Fist and elbow bump.

The air is silent!

"Crack!"

Immediately afterwards, Yan Lao's fist and his entire arm exploded on the spot.

Flesh foam flew everywhere and blood gushed out like a fountain.

"How can it be?"

Yan Lao's eyes widened.

His empty arms made him feel like he was in a dream.

He actually lost.

Zheng Zhi stopped talking nonsense and grabbed his head with one hand: "Don't worry, you are not the first pregnant spirit powerhouse to die in my hands."

He grinned, his voice fell, and he exerted force on his palms.

Yan Lao's eyes widened and his head exploded like a watermelon...


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