"Qi Ling, take Xiao Ning and leave first. Their targets are Mo Han and me." Wei Su said in a low voice, with seriousness appearing on his fat little face for the first time.
"Let's stay together and stop talking so much nonsense." Qi Ling didn't know when a jade fan appeared in his hand, shining with a faint white light.
"I don't believe they really dare to attack us." Xiao Ning's pretty face was full of anger, and she held a long black sword in her hand, which was taller than her.
"Be prepared for a last-ditch fight, and at the same time, all three of you send out distress signals. As expected, they have blocked the area for hundreds of miles, otherwise there will be no birds chirping. If the four of us want to get out alive tonight, we must persist until
Reinforcements have arrived, please gather together
Let's work together." Mo Han naturally has more combat experience than Qi Ling and the other three. One look at Nangong Xiong's formation and the deathly silence in the surrounding forest, and he knew that it was unlikely that the four of them would make it out alive tonight.
, but we must give the three of them confidence.
Mo Han is a killer. Killers hide in the dark and are ready to give the enemy a fatal blow at any time. He does not like this kind of defensive battle. He likes to take the initiative and kill with one blow: "You three defend back to back, Wei Su is ready.
Fu Zhuan and Qi Ling will quietly lay down the defensive formation, and Xiao Ning will be responsible for giving the enemy who comes up a blow."
After saying that, Mo Han dragged the four forged spiritual weapons left behind by Pei Wu with one hand and held the short killing blade with the other. He shouted and rushed towards the surrounding soldiers.
Mo Han's steps moved left and right, up and down, floating unsteadily. Against the backdrop of the night, he approached the rushing soldiers like a ghost.
"Death..." Like the King of Hell calling his soul, Mo Han raised the four forged spiritual weapons in his hand and accurately stuck them on the hilt of a soldier's knife with a clang. The killing blade in his other hand quietly penetrated into the soldier's heart through the night.
No one saw Mo Han clearly, no one saw clearly how the soldier fell, and no one cared about the reason why the soldier fell. The order they received was to capture the four Mo Hans regardless of the consequences.
Even if it's dead.
The first soldier fell, which did not shock them in any way, but instead aroused their ferocity and anger.
It is the duty of soldiers to obey orders. When soldiers go to the battlefield, they can give their backs to their brothers. This is called a comrade. When someone kills their comrade, they will rush towards you even more like wolves and tigers.
Mo Han's footsteps did not slow down because the first person fell. Instead, they became faster and weirder. The number of people lying behind Mo Han also increased rapidly. But the surrounding area was vast, and the people Nangong Xiong brought were desperate for their lives.
Rush up. The four-forged spiritual weapon in Mo Han's hand is already full of gaps and will break at any time.
Fortunately, Nangong Xiong brought his own troops, not dead soldiers of the Nangong family, otherwise the four of them, Mo Han, would have died thousands of times.
The battle had lasted for an hour. The defensive formation set up by Qi Ling was emitting a dim light. On the premise that the soldiers did not care about casualties, the light of the formation flashed sharply and the protective mask was crumbling.
The faces of Qi Ling and the others were extremely pale, and the energy in their bodies was exhausted. Xiao Ning was holding a long black sword, breathing heavily. The fat boy Wei Su pinched the talisman in his hand and threw it out without risking his life, but these talismans
Throwing it out is just a piece of waste paper, because he has no extra energy to guide the seal to open.
"If this continues, we will all die here today." Wei Su gasped, looking at the soldiers surrounding the three of them, attacking the defensive formations rhythmically and strategically, with a childish brow furrowed.
Said slowly.
"At worst, I will self-destruct the formation and we will die here." Qi Ling glared at Nangong Xiong in the distance and shouted through gritted teeth.
"Nangong Xiong, aren't you afraid that the forces behind the three of us will unite to destroy your Xuanye Kingdom?" Xiao Ning didn't know where she got the strength, she straightened up and shouted fiercely.
Bang.
The dim light of the defensive formation flashed sharply for several times, and with a soft sound, the light shield surrounding Qi Ling and the three people shattered.
"kill."
Too many comrades had fallen, and Nangong Xiong's soldiers were already furious. When they saw the defensive formation broken, they ignored Nangong Xiong's order, clenched their sharp blades, and slashed at Qi Ling and the others.
Xiao Ning was frightened by the fierce soldiers and turned pale. She shivered and almost dropped the long sword in her hand. Qi Ling closed her eyes unwillingly and waited for the last moment of her life.
"die."
Qi Ling and the others did not wait for the cold sharp blade to slice through their throats and the pain of breaking their skulls. Instead, they heard an extremely tired, indifferent but familiar voice.
"Mo Han."
At some point, except for the soldiers who surrounded and killed Qi Ling and the other three, the rest of the soldiers turned into cold corpses lying on the ground, and were completely killed by Mo Han.
At the moment when Qi Ling's defensive formation was broken, Mo Han killed his last enemy on the battlefield and ran back, full of anger and resentment, falling from the sky.
The killing blade shone with blood-red light, and the sun on the blade was filled with thick blood and was about to transform into a full sun.
"When killing comes, corpses will appear all over the place." Mo Han held the killing blade in his hand, and his strange figure and steps instantly circled around Qi Ling and the others. Facing Nangong Xiong not far away, he had a cold smile on his lips.
Bang, bang, bang...
The soldiers besieging Qi Ling and the three men fell one after another as the killing blade in Mo Han's hand dropped. Bundles of blood spurted out from their necks like fountains, dyeing the night sky red, dyeing the trees red, and dyeing the trees red.
Four young hearts turned red.
Nangong Xiong looked at Mo Han and Qi Ling, who were standing at the front, and Qi Ling, who was lying limply on the ground. He clapped his hands and walked over step by step: "It seems that I was the one who muttered about you before, and everyone else muttered about you. I thought you
You are just a loser who was not blessed by God but luckily escaped from the divine punishment. I never thought that you would have a body in the embryonic stage, and you could also practice to the late stage of inescaping, which is so rare and rare."
"But do you think you can survive by killing these people? They are just a group of ordinary soldiers. No one among them can practice, and no one has cultivation. They are just a group of people raised by Nangong Xiong.
Slaves, let them go east and not dare to go west, let them feed the dogs and not chase the chickens. They are only used to consume your physical strength and make it easier for me to take you back."
Nangong Xiong clapped his hands, and two more people walked out from the depths of the woods: "Shi Si Shi Wu, take them down and take them back quietly without leaking any news."
Blood dripped down Mo Han's hands and feet, both from his own and from his enemies. His thin body was shaking slightly, not because of nervousness or fear. But after several hours of fighting, Mo Han's physical strength was already exhausted.
Completely overdrawn and exhausted, all supported by a will not to admit defeat or obey orders.
Wounds of all sizes were all over Mo Han's body. The deepest ones had penetrated Mo Han's body, and even the shallowest ones could see the stubble of white bones. Even the slightest movement was as painful as tearing the whole body apart: "Nangong Shi, in the early stage of Shi Si Jin Dan,
In the late stage of foundation building in Shiwu. Your family has been very kind to you. I am afraid that you will be missing a dime in this monster forest. It is a pity that they will be lost here today. It is really not worth it for them."
Mo Han endured the severe pain and raised the killing blade in his hand: "Do you two recognize this blade? The Xuanye Kingdom's national weapon, the killing blade, is in my hands. Do you think you two still have a chance of winning today? Since ancient times, killing a living person
There are corpses everywhere. No matter who holds this killing blade, no matter how high or low his cultivation level is, or whether he is an ordinary mortal, as long as he is willing to sell his soul and sacrifice his flesh and blood to it, it can give people infinite power."
"Look at these soldiers lying on the ground forever around you. They were once proud to be loyal to Nangong Xiong, but when they died, how did your master Nangong Xiong treat them and how did he describe them. You two are one
There is a bright future in the early stage of the Golden Core and the late stage of foundation building. If you are willing, I can recommend you to study in the Magic City Academy. My sister is the cold beauty Sha Yuwei."
Mo Han's eyes were fixed on Shi Shiwu's eyes, the killing blade in his hand was gently pressed against his chest, and he spoke slowly and slowly to overcome Shi Shiwu's psychological defense line: "You must think carefully, the sea of suffering is boundless.
The three people behind me are the prince of Ziqi Kingdom, the princess of Tianlong Kingdom, and the direct disciples of the master of Ziwei Pavilion. I
He is the younger brother of the dean of the Magic City Academy Array Court. If we really die here today, do you think a mere Nangong Xiong can save you? Can you guarantee that when these four major forces come to visit, Nangong Xiong will not abandon you?
Are you going to be a scapegoat? Do you think you still have a foothold on the Dead Leaf Continent with your strength?"
Except for Mo Han, no one knew that Xiao Ning, who was lying on the ground with a pale face, had a pair of big black eyes, emitting a mist-like light, looking at the four and five people.
The psychedelic eye, a natural psychedelic eye, can unknowingly lead people into illusions. When practiced to the extreme, it can even make people die in their dreams.
Xiao Ning herself may not be aware of this ability. Mo Han only discovered this magical power when he met Xiao Ning by chance during a test after entering the Magic City Academy. At that time, Xiao Ning was in crisis and fell unconscious on the ground.
Han stepped into it and almost fell into an illusion and would never recover.
"Listen to me, put down your butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately." Mo Han continued to say in a low voice.
The four and five Shis seemed to have fallen into the illusion created by Mo Han and Xiao Ning. Their eyes were confused and their pupils were dilated.
"Death." Mo Han's thin body jumped out like a sharp arrow, and the killing blade in his hand flashed with cold light like a poisonous snake, and pierced Shi Si Shi Wu's Dantian.