"He is worthy of being a thousand-year-old wizard of Great Xia..." After a while, Mo Yi spoke, his tone slightly weak.
"With a cultivation level of half-step to the imperial realm, I can still remain invincible against the four of us. I really admire it..."
As he spoke, blood kept pouring out of his mouth, and his aura immediately weakened. After one move, his combat strength was less than half.
In my heart, I sincerely admire Ling Hao's fighting prowess.
Before this, even if I beat him to death, I would never believe that such a result would be possible!
Although he had heard for a long time that Ling Hao was very likely to be able to kill the opponents in the Xiaocheng realm of the War Emperor, but he really didn't believe it, let alone the four of them working together.
In his opinion, no matter how defiant Ling Hao was, he would not be able to survive the attack of four people!
But the result was such a slap in the face!
"If I can fight against a genius like Ling Shuai in this life, I will die without regrets..."
Yan Zheng on the side fell down after struggling to say a word. His whole body twitched a few times and then stopped moving.
His cultivation level is half a level lower than Mo Yi's. Ling Hao's knife just now shattered all the meridians in his body, making it difficult for gods to save him.
"Great... Great Elder..." The second elder of Tianlong Sect, who had just climbed up from the pit, cried out in pain after seeing this scene.
"Shuai Ling, I'm sorry to bother you, let's just say goodbye and say goodbye!" The next moment, Mo Yi said in a deep voice and rushed towards the wall on the side at high speed.
Although he knew that Ling Hao must be injured now, he didn't have the slightest confidence to fight Ling Hao again.
He no longer had the will to fight in his heart, and his only thought was to escape for his life!
"I said, since you are here today, don't leave!" Ling Hao's voice rang at the same time.
Since the people of Mo Pavilion were met by him, how could they let him escape unscathed? From the moment Mo Yi appeared, he had already sentenced him to death in his heart.
As he spoke, he forcibly suppressed the pressure in his heart, then turned around and chased after Mo Yi.
Mo Yi's injuries were much more serious than Ling Hao's, and his teleportation speed was greatly affected. In the blink of an eye, he was chased by Ling Hao to within a hundred meters.
"Stay!" The next moment, Ling Hao said in a deep voice, and a blood-red sword light slashed towards Mo Yi.
"Ling Shuai, do you really want to kill them all?" Mo Yi's pupils shrank sharply after sensing the aura of crisis coming from behind.
Without having time to think too much, he turned around and drew out a sword light to greet him.
Boom!
The blood-red sword light ripped through his defense and passed through his arm. An arm and the sword fell to the ground at the same time, and blood spurted out wildly.
"Hmm..." Mo Yi snorted and rushed towards the wall again without any hesitation.
However, he obviously thought too much. How could he escape under the premise of being severely damaged?
Just after running a few steps, the sword light struck him again.
Boom!
After the sword flashed, his left leg was broken at the knee and he fell headfirst.
"Ah..." A scream sounded immediately.
Before he finished speaking, Ling Hao had already rushed towards him, and then struck him on the neck with a blow of wind. His eyes rolled back and he fainted.
call!
Ling Hao exhaled a big breath, turned around and rushed towards the other people's battle circle, shouting loudly at the same time.
"Xuan Pang, Mo Yi leaves it to you to pry open his mouth and ask who Mo Ge sent to the foot of Kunlun Mountain!"
