Among the dense vegetation, the branches and leaves were trembling, and a man stood up staggeringly, with blood mist all over his body, and he looked seriously injured.
The lingering blood in his body seems to be the sequelae of using secret techniques.
"What's so great about the military is that five of them died." Mo Tian grinned: "When they fight to the end, I will go back and kill them all."
Whoosh.
Before he finished speaking, two figures appeared. Mo Tian retreated in panic. It seemed that his injury had recurred, and he was pushed closer and closer by the two men.
"Boy, what did you say?" One person spoke, full of anxiety.
They were certain that Mo Tian used secret methods and paid a certain price to escape here, and he didn't know about their existence at first. What he said to himself was probably not a lie.
But how is this possible? The combination of ten people is enough to crush dozens of people, and how many people are there in Mo Tian? There are only about ten people in total, which is quite similar to their number.
"Who are you waiting for?"
The two of them glanced at the warship behind them to indicate their identities. Mo Tian looked serious: "Damn, you're so unlucky, let's go."
The figure retreated sharply and shot out. One of the two men pursued quickly, while the other frowned and hurried back to the warship.
"Can I contact them?"
The man asked the other three.
"Unable to contact." All three responded. The man's expression suddenly changed. He was unable to contact, which meant that they were really in trouble.
"No, we have to send someone to take a look." The man was a little anxious: "There are three more people, I will guard here, go back as soon as possible."
The three of them nodded and galloped out. It was only five miles away. For them, they could go back and forth in a matter of minutes.
In the distance, the military pursued Mo Tian's warriors, but could not catch up with Mo Tian's figure. Seeing the three people walking away, they frowned: "There are fifteen people in total. The commander is in retreat again. There are thirteen people gone. How can we guard the warship?"
, that’s all, let this guy go, it’s important to protect the warship.”
This man was very cautious and decisive. He turned around and walked towards the warship. As he approached the warship, a figure suddenly flashed out of the shadows.
The silhouette is very fast and has the advantage of sneak attacks. Military warriors are not slow to react and respond smoothly. They are good combatants.
But during the fight between the two sides, the military warrior's expression changed. Mo Tian's palm was extremely cunning, breaking through his many obstacles and hitting him on the chest.
That palm was like a swimming dragon, gathering from all directions, and it was impossible to stop it.
The power is overwhelming, especially the strength in the palm, which is unparalleled and comparable to the power of a fifth-level warrior.
puff.
The military warrior couldn't bear it. Even if his cultivation was not weak, he kept coughing up blood.
Fortunately, the shining armor on his body was able to weaken part of the attack, so the man was not seriously injured.
Mo Tian's figure flashed, the Blood God Escape was moving, and his figure became more and more ghostly, but his face was pale, as if fighting like this would make him exhausted.
But with another palm, the military warrior who was about to flee was seriously injured.
"You actually practiced the blood god technique to the top of the second level?"
"The Earthly Emperor's body is even more of a success."
Although Mo Tian only has level two peak cultivation, with these two bonuses, he is already strong enough.
On the warship, the military warrior was also anxious. He originally thought that his companion was incompetent and could not be suppressed by the two great realms.
But when his companion said this, his expression changed wildly. Based on these two points alone, Mo Tian was able to compete with his companion.
"This looks familiar." This person saw Mo Tianzhen's face clearly and frowned. He thought of the purpose of their coming here and the portrait: "He is the one who ruined the good deeds of our ancestors. Kill him."
Thinking of the family's reward, this man couldn't help but feel happy. If he could capture and kill Mo Tian, he would gain endless benefits.
Besides, Mo Tian was running out of gas and was being restrained by his companions, so it was a good time to take action.
Seeing this person rushing towards him, Mo Tian grinned, patted his sleeves, and a ray of light flashed out and shot into the warship.
…
Five miles away, in the middle of a quiet and flat mountain, stood two groups of men and horses, facing each other at a distance of a hundred meters.
The ten people behind Zhao Pan all had restrained auras and could not tell the difference. But they were extremely calm, giving Zhao Pan endless confidence.
On the other side, Wu Xinyan was sitting with ten members of the war team beside her. The last ones standing were Young Master Zhao and Mo Yu.
In terms of numbers, Wu Xinyan's side naturally had the advantage, but in terms of momentum, they were far behind.
"Where is Mo Tian? Why doesn't he come?" Zhao Pan snorted coldly: "Are you afraid? You are as timid as a mouse."
Wu Xinyan grinned: "Why is he here? He still needs to take care of you, a piece of trash?"
Such unceremoniousness made Zhao Pan's expression change, and just as he was about to speak, Wu Xinyan continued: "Besides, it is for the sake of the Jin Family Mansion that I stood up for him. As for where he is now, it doesn't matter to me.
, on the other hand, you, as a young talent, are willing to take refuge, where is your pride and arrogance?"
Zhao Pan's face turned ugly. Their target was Mo Tian. Now that Wu Xinyan had broken off the relationship with Mo Tian, then, even if they caught these people and threatened Mo Tian, what effect would they have?
If it has no effect, what's the point of arresting these people?
"But you clearly called him Young Master. This is a fact." Zhao Pan said with a gloomy expression.
"That's true." Wu Xinyan shook her head: "Actually, we are not here to fight."
Zhao Pan was surprised and suspicious.
"We are just here to stall for time." Wu Xinyan smiled and looked at the three figures speeding towards her from the distance. Her smile became even brighter: "The mission is over. I really don't understand that it will be completed so smoothly."
Turning around, Wu Xinyan and others left, extremely quickly, having already set their departure route.
Zhao Pan wanted to chase, but the ten people behind him felt something was wrong and quickly contacted the three.
"No, it's time to divert the tiger away from the mountain. Go back quickly." The expressions of the ten people changed and became extremely gloomy. How could they have thought that Mo Tian's plan was so big that he would go for the warship.
"Zhao Pan, hurry up and leave." From a distance, Wu Xinyan spoke, turned and left with a smile.
Zhao Pan's face changed and he became extremely pale. Then, the leader of the military warrior slapped him in the face: "Useless thing."
Then the thirteen people quickly ran towards the warship.
Rumble.
The earthquake shook the mountains, the dull sound of driving shook the earth, and the huge body of the warship moved slowly.
Thirteen people's faces changed wildly, and they rushed onto the warship, trying to board it, but an invisible force forced them away.
"How is it possible? The battleship's optical brain actually rejects us."
"What method did you use to control the warship?"
The expressions of the thirteen people changed. Two of their companions not far away were seriously injured. They looked at the retreating warship in despair.
The warship sailed towards the floating city, destroyed most of the buildings, and stopped firmly inside the floating city.
Boom.
Seeing the floating city's light brain showing off its power, a figure in the warship was thrown directly out of the floating city.
This is a young man in white, with a lot of blood and vitality. He is on the verge of a breakthrough, but he is expelled from the floating city. A mouthful of blood spurts out, and the opportunity for breakthrough is interrupted.
"Sir." The fifteen people were shocked and stepped forward quickly.
Mo Tian stood on the deck, overlooking the sixteen people, with a smile on his face. He stretched lazily, turned around and walked towards the depths of the warship.
[Author's digression]: The fourth update, please collect it