"Enclose him!" Zhao Butian gave the order, and the soldiers and monks rushed up around had already surrounded Zhong Mo. This time, no matter how good Zhong Mo was, he could not escape the siege of everyone.
Xia Yao's face turned gray, the corners of his mouth opened slightly, and he looked at Zhao Butian and Ying Yu, wanting to say something, but in the end he didn't say it.
Zhong Mo's face was as calm as water, and he stood firm and stood in the surround without any fear.
"Zhong Mo, you can't escape death. If you surrender, I can guarantee that your life will be worry-free! Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless!" Zhao Butian threatened.
Zhong Mo sneered and said, "Zhao Butian, if you want to go, why do you want to say so much nonsense?"
"Okay! If you have a way in heaven, you don't go, and if you have no way in hell, you just go in!" Zhao Butian sneered. When he was about to order to encircle Zhong Mo, he was interrupted by Xia Yao, "Wait!"
As soon as the words came out, everyone's eyes fell on Xia Yao. Xia Yao's face remained unchanged, and he slowly walked to Zhong Mo who was surrounded by everyone, "Brother Zhong, surrender."
Hearing this, Zhong Mo almost burst into breath. This was said by Zhao Butian or Ying Yu, but it was nothing, but if it was said by Xia Yao, it would be completely different. Doesn't Xia Yao understand it?
Who is Zhong Mo?
"Xia Yao, I didn't expect that even you would say such words. I, Zhong Mo, are blind and know a brother like you!" Zhong Mo cursed coldly.
Xia Yao smiled bitterly and said, "Brother Zhong, I did this for your own good. As long as you are willing to surrender, I promise they will not touch a hair of you."
"Yes, Zhong Mo, as long as you are willing to surrender, I promise what Xia Yao said!" Ying Yu said affirmatively.
Zhong Mo waved his sleeves and sneered: "You are talking too much nonsense. If you want to fight, you will fight. Whether you want to fight or die, let me choose whether you are born or died!" After that, he ignored Xia Yao and others, Gu Jian
With one stroke, danced into a sword circle and rotated around the center of a little bit.
Xia Yao and others dodged one after another and retreated far aside, but Zhong Mo still could not escape the siege of everyone.
"Kill him!" Zhao Butian lost all his patience, and at some point he held the two swords in his hand, crossed everyone and went straight towards Zhong Mo. When everyone saw Zhao Butian doing it himself, they surrounded him, wanting to go to Zhao Butian in order to do it.
Show yourself well in front of Ying Yu.
There must be a brave man under the heavy reward. Under the leadership of Zhao Butian and Ying Yu, everyone was very angry and rushed towards Zhong Mo.
For a moment, Zhong Mo was surrounded by everyone and was attacked from both sides. Even if he had three heads and six arms, he would have been unable to deal with so many enemies for a while.
Xia Yao was also caught in the crowd and rushed towards Zhong Mo with the crowd. But he did not mean to kill Zhong Mo, but wanted to help Zhong Mo escape from this place as soon as possible.
During the fierce battle, Zhong Mo gradually lost to the enemy. Seeing the enemy rushing up like a tide, Zhong Mo knew in his heart that the only way to survive was to escape from this place as soon as possible. Thinking of this, he did not hesitate anymore.
At that moment, Zhong Mo shouted loudly, and the light of the ancient sword surged, like a storm swept around. When the enemies around him saw it, they all retreated one after another. Taking advantage of this, Zhong Mo's body lightly stepped over everyone and headed towards him.
Running away.
Seeing this, Zhao Butian said angrily: "Stop him! If so many people can't even catch one person, you won't have to come back!"
Everyone felt cold in their hearts and did not dare to delay. They all controlled the magic weapons and chased after Zhong Mo.
There was a fierce fight just now, although it didn't take long. Zhong Mo alone had to deal with hundreds or even thousands of people. Therefore, he consumed a lot of internal energy. Seeing everyone chasing him again, he could only rush to run wildly, hoping to get as soon as possible
Escape this place.
Just when Zhong Mo had just walked far, the iron face had already rushed up. Before the person arrived, the umbrella had opened and a powerful suction force suddenly came.
Zhong Mo was shocked and kept walking. The ancient sword stroked back and shot out a sword light, facing the umbrella.
A trace of disdain appeared in the iron-faced eyes, and the umbrella turned, blocking the sword light shot by Zhong Mo like a shield. Then, he leaped high, and the umbrella in his hand threw up like a giant,
Zhong Mo was shrouded in it.
An extremely powerful murderous aura came from the top of his head. Zhong Mo knew something was wrong, so he looked up in his busy schedule and saw a darker giant falling from the sky under the originally dark sky.
Yin and Yang Parasol! Zhong Mo suddenly remembered the powerful Taoist weapon in the iron face. If he was covered by Yin and Yang Parasol, he would never have the chance to escape again.
Thinking of this, Zhong Mo also sacrificed his life. At worst, he would stay here! After making up his mind, Zhong Mo would not escape. The ancient sword threw it into the air, suddenly whirled up, and then it reached mid-air, and then stayed under the umbrella.
In the distance, Zhong Mo picked up his hand into a knife and stroked in the air.
Suddenly, the originally dark sky lit up.
Everyone chasing him was shocked when he saw the sky that suddenly became brighter. Xia Yao was even more surprised. Although Zhong Mo's meteor shower fell sharply, once he used it, it would consume all his
Skill. At that time, it will be even more difficult for him to escape.
Just as Xia Yao was anxious, countless meteors flew from the sky, lightning bolted with long light tails, accompanied by the rolling thunder, bombarded the ancient sword that was staying in the air.
In the blink of an eye, before the umbrella fell, countless fireballs with flames had fallen from the sky, covering a few feet of radius. Except for the position where Zhong Mo stood, as long as someone stood surrounded by ancient swords.
Within the range, even if you don’t die, you will be seriously injured.
Iron Man originally wanted to use an umbrella to trap Zhong Mo, but he didn't expect Zhong Mo to fight desperately and let the meteor shower fall. At that moment, he was afraid that the umbrella would be destroyed, so he quickly took it back.
Just as the iron face just took back the parasol, the rumbling thunder sounded one after another. Countless fireballs shone in the eyes of everyone and fell from the sky.
The entire Fourth Prince's mansion seemed to be bombarded, and all the flowers, plants and trees were urged to be wiped out within the scope covered by the ancient sword. The entire space seemed to collapse.
Zhao Butian saw Zhong Mo using a meteor shower, and was afraid that he would escape. He shouted, "Do it!" After saying that, the two swords in his hand came out, turned into two long dragons, and flew towards Zhong Mo. At the same time, a touch of green was ray of green
The light also lit up from the sleeves, covering Zhong Mo. When the others saw Zhao Butian taking action, they also used their magic weapons, and used their own unique skills to bombard Zhong Mo.
This time, no matter how powerful Zhong Mo's meteor shower fell, it would not be able to withstand the attacks of so many people.
The sound of explosions rang out one after another. The originally dark night was even more dusty, covering everyone's sight. Xia Yao looked at Zhong Mo in the fire, his eyes full of unbearableness. However, even if he had exhausted his power alone,
It cannot save Zhong Mo's life.
When everything returned to peace, Zhong Mo had disappeared from everyone's sight. There was nothing else on the ground except a charred black and a few beaches of blood.
Zhao Butian and others were stunned for a moment, not knowing where Zhong Mo went, nor whether he died or lived. It was not until a while later that Ying Yu spoke and broke the silence, "Zhong Mo, is he dead?"
A trace of doubt flashed in Zhao Butian's eyes, and his eyebrows frowned slightly. The attacks of everyone's magic weapons just now almost all hit Zhong Mo. Even if Zhong Mo was an iron man, he would be bombarded into pieces. Could it be that Zhong Mo was bombarded into pieces?
Have the souls all destroyed?
Is this the case? Zhao Butian was not sure. Even if Zhong Mo was bombarded into pieces, he would probably leave some clues. Why didn't he leave anything now? If Zhong Mo escaped, it would be unlikely
.After all, even Shu Jun would be unable to resist the combined attack just now, let alone Zhong Mo, who had consumed his physical strength and skills.
For a moment, everyone thought that Zhong Mo had been bombarded into pieces. After all, almost no one could avoid the irresistible attack just now.
Seeing that Zhong Mo was dead, Zhao Butian and Ying Yu left one after another. In less than a moment, thousands of people had left the place where they had just fought. Xia Yao was the only one left, still standing blankly, with his eyes stunned.
Looking at the position where Zhong Mo was standing just now, his eyes full of confusion.
Brother Zhong, are you really dead? Xia Yao felt miserable and could no longer calm down. At this moment, he began to regret his decision. If he had left and came to find Zhong Mo directly, Zhong
Mo wouldn't die.
It’s all my fault! It’s all my fault! In the severe pain, Xia Yao burst into tears and knelt on the ground.
At this time, Shu Jun was holding Zhong Mo covered in blood and running towards the eldest prince's mansion. Just now, just as Zhong Mo was about to die under the attack of everyone, Shu Jun suddenly took action, but because the scene had been shining by various magic weapons.
Due to the concealment, no one saw Shu Jun. Even masters like Zhao Butian and Ying Yu did not see Shu Jun, let alone other monks.
Even so, Zhong Mo was still seriously injured, and even Shu Jun, who saved him, was seriously injured.
"Brother! Be cheer up! Be sure to cheer up!" Shu Jun looked at Zhong Mo who was gradually closing his eyes and shouted anxiously, "We will be here soon! We will be here soon!"
Zhong Mo's mouth barely squeezed out a smile. The pain in his body was unbearable, and his internal organs seemed to be squeezed together, which was very uncomfortable. The meridians in his body seemed to be twisted into a ball, even if they breathed,
It became very difficult.
The eyelids became heavier. Every time I opened my eyes, Zhong Mo seemed to have to try all his strength. "Brother, I...I won't...Okay..." Zhong Mo's face became paler, and his body temperature was also
It is slowly declining.
"Nonsense! You're fine, why can't you do it!" Shu Jun cursed, "Brother, we'll be here soon! Hold on for a while! Hold on!"
Zhong Mo coughed, spit out a mouthful of blood, and said intermittently: "Xia Yao... He didn't... betray me..."
"Brother, I know all this. We won't say this anymore. Don't talk and keep your physical strength! As long as you go back, I can definitely save you!" Shu Jun said anxiously. He had already tried all his strength to look towards him.
The eldest prince's mansion ran away. As long as he went back, with the joint treatment of Zhou Tianxuan and other masters, he would definitely save Zhong Mo's life.
"If I...really...dead...don't make things difficult for Xia Yao..." Zhong Mo said weakly.
"Brother, don't worry. I promised you everything you said. As long as you live well, I will promise you!" Shu Jun almost cried anxiously. Although he had been running wildly, he was less than a hundred miles away.
The journey seems to be very long and never ends.
Time is life. Now, what Shu Jun and time are fighting for is Zhong Mo's life. Hold on! Brother! Hold on! Shu Jun keeps praying in his heart!