Beside Mo Zhiqiu, Yan Fei was shocked beyond words when she saw Mo Heng's speed was so fast.
How could such a young boy have such terrifying strength?
"Tsk tsk, Lao Qiu...your son is really not simple!" Another middle-aged man beside him said in shock when he saw that Cao Jun was dead. After he came to his senses, he said.
"Yes...it's indeed not easy." Mo Zhiqiu nodded, very pleased. The strength Mo Heng showed just now is definitely not comparable to that of ordinary warriors in the late stage of the Transcendence Realm. At least the captain of their team could do so with just speed.
Not like this.
Killed Xiao Jun.
Mo Heng did not relax his vigilance, but his expression became colder and more solemn. Because at this moment, the eyes of the barbarian warriors had fallen on him one after another, and they looked quite unkind and extremely vicious!
"Jie Jie, you hateful human being, killed our allies. Today I want you to die!" A barbarian showed a cruel look on his ferocious face.
He raised the long knife in his hand and immediately killed Mo Heng.
"court death!"
Mo Heng's eyes were cold, and his body flickered from the spot. In an instant, he appeared in front of the enemy, and stabbed out the spirit-derived weapon in his hand without hesitation.
Suddenly, a strange blood splash splashed across the sky!
The barbarian warriors who attacked did not have a chance to struggle, and a striking blood mark was mercilessly penetrated through their chests.
See the situation.
The other barbarians began to roar and then swarmed over like crazy.
Dozens of barbarian warriors, covering the sky and the sun, trapped Mo Heng in the center of the crowd, not giving him any chance to escape, and wanted to sacrifice this damn human warrior to the wilderness!
"Siege?!"
Mo Heng looked at the dense crowd of barbarian warriors in front of him, with no intention of escaping.
At the moment, the purple thunder in his heart can be used twice. In other words, if he fights to the death, he will not have no chance to slaughter all these countless barbarians!
"This time, I will use my own strength to face the crisis and rescue my father!" Wow - Mo Hengzong stepped forward without any hesitation, his body turned into a long glow, holding the spirit-derived weapon in his hand, and pounced on the incoming attack
Endless barbarians.
The other side of the sky.
Seeing Mo Heng being besieged, Yan Fei shouted to Mo Zhiqiu, who was beside him with a depressed expression: "No! Lao Qiu, your boy is surrounded by barbarian warriors!"
"Let's go too! At least... we need to kill a few more barbarians to use as back-ups." After Mo Zhiqiu finished speaking, he rushed into the sea of people with serious injuries.
"good!"
Hearing this, no one of the seventeen remaining human warriors in the Yuanmu City team flinched, and they simultaneously attacked the barbarian warriors in the distance.
Mo Zhiqiu held the spirit-derived weapon in his hand and flashed behind a barbarian warrior.
Originally, as a collateral branch of the Mo family, he did not have his own spirit-generating weapons. However, after the death of the barbarian warriors, many long swords were put aside. These warriors who did not have spirit-generating weapons thought of it and used them.
Use it for your own use and to defend against enemies.
Wow!
With a knife slashing at the enemy's body, Mo Zhiqiu's eyes were very cold, as if at this moment, his thoughts had returned to the past...
Bang bang!
Seven or eight barbarian warriors died immediately in the hands of the warriors from the Yuanmu City team. Some of the barbarians reacted, freed up their manpower, and began to fight against these disabled warriors.
"Heng'er, the days to come are all up to you. If you are teleported to that place, you must practice hard and find a way to rescue your mother."
Mo Zhiqiu looked at the barbarian warriors who appeared in vain before him, and thought to himself.
With his current injuries, he would not be able to escape death not to mention facing barbarian warriors, but even weak third-level ferocious beasts. However, he was not worried about Mo Heng's safety.
Because he knew that as long as the jade pendant left by Yan'er was by Mo Heng's side, with great power, no one... could kill Mo Heng.
"It's a pity that my father deceived you in the end. But when you get there, you will understand my father's intention." With a sad look in his eyes, Mo Zhiqiu began to fight with the barbarian warrior in front of him.
He hates aliens!
If it weren't for those hateful guys, I wouldn't be separated from Yan'er, suffering hidden injuries in my body day and night, and suffering countless years of torture and pain!
Whoosh whoosh!
The spirit-derived soldiers kept thrusting out. Mo Heng's body, under the siege of dozens of barbarian warriors, was already covered in blood. In this short period of time, more than ten barbarian warriors died in his hands!
"If I can persist, I can still kill more barbarians!"
The obsession in his heart kept reminding him. The dagger in Mo Heng's hand stabbed a barbarian warrior crazily. He didn't want to bear the pain of separation...
He must use his own hands to protect and defend!
Boom boom!
The lives of two barbarian warriors were taken away in the blink of an eye, and Mo Heng's body was immediately severely injured. He has now reached the point where his fuel is exhausted, and maybe in the next second, he will die in the wilderness due to the exhaustion of his life breath.
"I can't hold on any longer!"
Bang bang!
Bang bang!
The purple thunder in his heart immediately poured into the meridians of his body as Mo Heng thought.
A moment of effort.
The wounds left by the barbarians in Mo Heng's body began to heal slowly under the healing power of a purple thunder filled with endless vitality. It was vaguely visible that the knife marks left by the barbarians on the surface of the body were growing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
, began to recover as before.
One breath.
Two breaths.
Mo Heng opened his eyes again, and endless chill swept across the surroundings in an instant. He raised his hand and killed the two barbarian warriors in front of him!
"What's going on! How can this human kid...how can't he be killed!?" After losing seventeen companions, the surrounding barbarians were shocked to find that Mo Heng was still able to kill his own people non-stop!
"No! It's impossible! How could he still have the strength to resist after being so seriously injured?"
A barbarian spoke in disbelief. The long knife in his hand suddenly slashed at Mo Heng, but the next second, a striking blood mark appeared on his chest, and he could not die anymore.
Mo Heng used his actions to tell the barbarian warriors!
He... can still fight!
Seeing such a scene, some barbarians already wanted to give up. Since Mo Heng couldn't be killed, why did he and others have to go up and die one by one? Some barbarian warriors had even begun to focus on Zheng and other companions.
Enter the Sonoki City team fighting against each other.
They are also killing people.
If Mo Heng can't be killed, then... let's start with these human beings who can be killed.
After a while.
Of the more than forty remaining barbarian warriors, twenty barbarians flew out from the team that besieged Mo Heng. They pounced on Mo Zhiqiu and others, with madness on their ferocious faces!
"Hmph! No more siege?"
Looking at the twenty or so people left in front of him, Mo Heng knew that these people alone could no longer stop him. His body flashed suddenly, and he appeared in front of Mo Zhiqiu in the blink of an eye.
people…
After all, they are all selfish.
Mo Heng is no exception!
Facing the counterattack of those crazy barbarians, he couldn't do it. He could save all the members of the Yuanmu City team, but the only one he could save was one person!
And that person can only be Mo Zhiqiu!
…
In the void.
Under the crazy offensive of the barbarian warriors, Mo Zhiqiu no longer had the strength to resist. Now he could only use his body to bear the ruthless slaughter of the barbarians.
Just then.
He saw that in the distant sky, countless barbarian warriors gave up their siege on Mo Heng, and with a vast momentum, they came towards him and other members of the Yuanmu City team!
"It seems that Heng'er has left... So that's good, I will be free soon." Thinking of the hidden wounds that brought him endless pain those days and nights, Mo Zhiqiu smiled palely. His smile was filled with relief and excitement.
Feeling relieved, at least... I no longer have to endure endless excruciating pain in the future.
Wow——
There was a faint tremor in the void!
Right in front of Mo Zhiqiu, the barbarian warrior had raised the long knife in his hand and was about to slash it down. Suddenly, a strange blood flower splashed in the middle of the air!
Follow the long knife in the barbarian's hand, and fall with him into the endless depths of the wilderness.
"Heng'er? You..."
Mo Zhiqiu rubbed his eyes and looked at Mo Heng who suddenly appeared in front of him in disbelief.
Logically speaking, at this moment, the latter should have activated the power of the jade pendant and been transported to an area outside the Daoling Dynasty. How could he still be standing here?
"Father, I hope you don't blame me." Looking around at the members of the Yuanmu City team who were besieged by barbarians, Mo Heng said... his body flashed and he killed the barbarians in the distance.
The barbarian warriors had already dispersed, and their speed was not as fast as Mo Heng's.
After a few breaths, more than ten barbarian warriors died in Mo Heng's hands. At the same time... thirteen of the seventeen remaining warriors in the Yuanmu City team died tragically in an instant under the barbarian counterattack.
There were only three people left, still fighting desperately.
"snort!"
The spirit-derived weapon in his hand, blessed by the power of heaven and earth, trembled violently, and Mo Heng shuttled across the battlefield to carry out massacres.
A few more breaths passed.
More than ten barbarians were slaughtered alive. At this moment, except for Mo Zhiqiu, the only three remaining members of the Yuanmu City team were also wiped out. Yan Fei died early, so he still doesn’t know the current situation, but what happened in the end
The dead warrior felt a little complicated when he saw that Mo Zhiqiu was clinging to life under the protection of Mo Heng...
"Let's go!"
He glanced at Mo Heng, who was standing in front of Mo Zhiqiu like a blood-soaked demon. Among the surviving barbarians, someone suddenly shouted. He could also see that Mo Heng wanted to protect this person. In this case... let a human being go,
So what?
Anyway, before this, they had killed sixteen human beings. Their contribution was much higher than if they died in vain in the hands of Mo Heng alone.
The barbarians retreated.
In the void, only Mo Heng and Mo Zhiqiu were left.
Looking at the blood-filled sky and the empty void around him, Mo Zhiqiu looked helpless. Now, he finally understood why Mo Heng had to say sorry in the first place.