Chapter 455: Killing the Evil God, Lian Tong suddenly appears
"Yun Mubai, what do you mean?"
Zhai Mo and Nan Xing and others beside him stood up together with a "chun" sound, and each held out their magic weapons to protect them.
"The old village owner obviously died at the hands of that traitor Yun Fei, what does it have to do with us?"
Zhai Mo held an ax in his hand and looked at Yun Mubai with surprise.
However, compared to Zhai Mo, who was closest to Yun Mubai, Nanxing and the others were much calmer, and all of them were quietly operating their true energy.
But soon their expressions all changed drastically.
"Mr. Zhang, the circulation of my true energy and blood is blocked, especially my true energy. If I force the meridians to circulate, I am afraid that the elixir will be damaged. What's wrong with you?"
Gongshu Nanxing sent a message to Mr. Zhang on one side and asked.
"Me too, Yun Mubai must have poisoned us somewhere."
As Mr. Zhang spoke, he drew an arrow and drew his bow.
"Me too, I can't use my true energy at all."
Yuzhu also sent a message at this time.
At this moment, her face was pale. Due to her weak body, without the support of her true energy, she could not resist the power of Qi and blood rushing around her.
Fortunately, Nan Xing stood in front of her in time and used the Gang Qi transformed from his own Qi and blood to protect her firmly behind him.
Because of the Qinglong Order, Zhai Mo on the side also heard the conversation between Mr. Zhang and Gongshu Nanxing.
After hearing that Yun Mubai actually poisoned them, the last trace of confusion and confusion on his face suddenly turned into anger, and he roared:
"Yun Mubai!"
But Yun Mubai seemed to have heard nothing, and just waved his hand and said:
"The Thirteen Swords of Yunting, first use the sword formation to trap these three people, and the others will take the snow dew pills on their bodies first."
"Zheng!..."
Almost at the moment Yun Mubai gave the order, the thirteen swordsmen who had already stood up suddenly
They all pulled out their swords from their waists and quickly formed a formation to surround the four of Zhai Mo.
"Whoosh!"
After the sword formation was set up, the young swordsman in the main formation stabbed Zhai Mo with a terrifying sword force without hesitation.
"Yun Mubai, you ungrateful person!"
Seeing this, Zhai Mo snorted coldly, then regardless of the poison in his body, he desperately channeled his true energy and blood, and struck the young swordsman's sword with his axe.
"boom!……"
Amidst the loud earthquake, the young swordsman's sword was actually split into pieces by Zhai Mo's axe, and his body was even thrown upside down by the shock.
However, at the same time that he was knocked away, another member of the Thirteen Swordsmen of Yunting came from the other side. With a "swish" sound of his sword, he also stabbed Zhai Mo and the others with a terrifying sword force.
Seeing this sword, Zhai Mo smiled bitterly and said:
"You, the Thirteen Swordsmen of Yunting, were trained by me with my help. I didn't expect you to use them against me today!"
In Zhai Mo's smile, there was a bitterness that could not be greater than the feeling of death.
"boom!……"
Almost at the same time he said these words, his tyrannical Qi, blood and true energy were released together, turning into a fierce force of energy to protect Mr. Zhang, Nan Xing and the others.
"Zheng!"
At this moment, the sword cultivator who controlled the sword power of the Thirteen Swords of Yunting slashed hard at the body-protecting sword gang released by Zhai Mo with his sword, which turned into a cloud roll.
"boom!"
Amidst the sharp collision, the sword energy formed by the Thirteen Swords of Yunting was once again dispersed by the body-protecting energy on Zhai Mo.
However, the moment the sword energy was dispersed, Zhai Mo said "poof"
He spat out a mouthful of black blood.
"Zhai Mo, you don't want your life?!"
Seeing this, Mr. Zhang, who was about to take action at the side, shouted, held Zhai Mo in his arms, and prepared to use his remaining true energy to seal his bloodline.
"Mr. Zhang, leave me alone. You take Nan Xing and Yu Zhu and fight out. I will stop...stop the Thirteen Swords of Yunting!"
Zhang Laocai had just taken action when he was pushed away by Zhai Mo.
"Zheng!"
While speaking, the thirteen swords of Yunting were arrayed again, and with a harsh sword sound, huge sword power and sword energy began to gather around the sword array.
The most unique thing about the Yunting Thirteen Swords Sword Formation at Baijian Villa is that each of the thirteen swords can lead the formation. If one side loses the formation, the other side can immediately make up for it, and can use the large formation.
The power of the sword healed the injured one.
In this way, the formation can be endless.
"Let's go!!"
At this time, Zhai Mo roared loudly, then used his severely injured body to swing the giant ax in his hand to mobilize his fighting spirit, and struck the Thirteen Swordsman who was stabbing with the surging sword energy with a heavy blow.
"boom!……"
Amidst the loud earthquake, Zhai Mo's giant ax once again split the sword force of the Thirteen Yunting Swords. However, after splitting the sword force, the blood energy he had forcibly condensed suddenly collapsed with a "boom".
Immediately, the sword power of Yunting's Thirteen Swords gathered again, and stabbed Zhai Mo's chest with one sword.
"boom!"
Zhai Mo's body-protecting Qi almost shattered at the sound.
But even so, he still relied on his powerful physique to crush the surging sword energy and block the sword.
"Whoosh!"
Immediately, I saw him grabbing the sword that the Thirteen Swordsman stabbed him with with one hand, and lifting the giant ax again with the other hand, with a ferocious look on his face.
He slashed towards the sword cultivator.
Forced by Zhai Mo's fierce momentum, the young Yunting Thirteen Swordsman abandoned his sword and retreated on the spot.
The Yunting Thirteen Swords Sword Formation, which was originally capable of both offense and defense, suddenly had a flaw because of this sword cultivator's discarded sword.
"Let's go... let's go quickly!"
Zhai Mo, who was already covered with bruises, held the giant ax across his chest and turned his head suddenly to look at Mr. Zhang, Nan Xing and the others. With his face full of blood, his eyes widened and he said:
"Tell... tell the young master... I, Zhai Mo, don't have the face to see him. Please... ask him to take back my Qinglong Order and never resurrect me!"
After saying that, he began to desperately activate the blood in his body and at the same time released all the fighting spirit in his body.
"Boom!..."
Accompanied by a violent concussion sound, Zhai Mo endured the pain of tearing his blood vessels, suddenly raised his body, used all his strength to mobilize the energy and blood of his body, and then swept an ax towards the Thirteen Swords of Yunting in front of him.
out.
"boom!--"
In the deafening sound of the explosion, the huge ax shadow and the sword shadow summoned by the Thirteen Swords of Yunting suddenly collided and shattered together.
However, due to the missing formation eye, a gap suddenly appeared in the Yunting Thirteen Swords Sword Formation that originally surrounded everyone airtightly.
Upon seeing this, Mr. Zhang and Nan Xing looked at each other, then nodded in unison:
"Walk!"
Naturally, they couldn't waste the opportunity that Zhai Mo had fought for for them with his life.
Immediately, Mr. Zhang and Nan Xing flew out together protecting Yuzhu.
But just when they were about to rush out, a voice suddenly sounded in their minds: "Mr. Zhang, Nan Xing, Yu Zhu, take the antidote in your sleeves before rushing out. It's best to be gentle and don't move."
Attract that Yun Mubai's attention."
This sound made the three of them freeze on the spot as if they had received an electric shock.