Chapter 170: Lihuo kills Mo Dongdong

At this time, Dugu screamed mercilessly, and jumped up and stood in front of Yang Yiyun, fighting against Chen Wanwan.

Chen Baiwan's hand was a dark dagger, and sparks overflowed in one blow. He was waiting to take two steps back, his face was shocked. He didn't expect that the same Anjin eighth-layer Dugu Ruthless would be so powerful.

At the same time, the attacks of the other black-clothed Anjin 8th floor and two Anjin 7th floor attacks were all blocked by the soft sword in the hands of Dugu Ruthless.

She is one enemy four.

"Mr. looks for a chance to save the monkey, you first withdraw."

Amidst his busy schedule, lonely words came.

Yang Yiyun narrowed his eyes and stared at Mo Winter, who had a broken arm, because the monkey teasing was in Mo Winter's hands at this moment.

I also understand that Dugu Ruthless alone, the four masters of the moment, used one-to-four to leave the seven-layer dark power of Mo Winter with the broken arm to himself, because Mo Winter was the weakest among the ancient warriors on the scene.

If he still suffers from Mo Winter's hands today, he can jump off the cliff directly from Luoyun Peak.

There was an evil spirit in his heart, rising from his heart, Yang Yiyun didn't like the feeling of being protected by a woman very much.

But there is no way, who makes him weak?

Seeing the scene of Dugu ruthlessly fighting one against four, Yang Yiyun sincerely admired her from the bottom of his heart. The strength of this woman was beyond his imagination.

In particular, the soft sword in her hand at this time was almost like a spiritual snake, and her sight was actually a gleaming shadow of the sword. Although she looked strenuously, it restrained all of the four of Chen Wanwan.

Yang Yiyun knew Dugu was ruthless and tough, but he didn't know how long she could last?

He didn't dare to dare to take a step forward, thinking of Mo Dongdong directly.

As for Mo Dongdong, seeing Yang Yiyun coming towards him, he sneered in his heart. In his eyes, Yang Yiyun was always a small person with three levels of secret strength.

Don't even look at him breaking an arm, but the internal strength is still there, the means are still there, and one hand is enough to deal with Yang Yiyun.

Throwing the monkey teasing that he didn't know about life and death in his hand, he drew a long knife from behind when he touched something with his backhand, and slammed it towards Yang Yiyun with a stab at his foot.

"Ding Dong~"

The two touched each other with swords.

Yang Yiyun used a full blow. After all, he didn't fight Mo Winter's vigorous internal strength and took a step backwards, but he did not get hurt.

On the contrary, after a blow, he smiled at the corner of his mouth and glanced at the Dragon Slaying Sword in his hand with satisfaction.

Because the Dragon Slaying Sword was sharp beyond his expectations, it matched Mo Winter's blow. Although he was stunned by Mo Winter's deep internal force, he split the long sword and sword in Mo Winter's hand into two with one blow.

The most shocking thing was Mo Dongdong. He stared blankly at the long knife in his hand that was cut by Yang Yiyun, and he was overwhelmed. After reacting, he was overjoyed.

At this moment, Mo Dongdong didn't understand that the dark ancient sword in Yang Yiyun's hand was a magic weapon?

The long knife that he uses in winter is made of special stainless steel at a high price. It is just like cutting tofu to chop ordinary ordinary iron.

Unexpectedly, the inconspicuous dark ancient sword in Yang Yiyun's hand could even cut through the stainless steel long knife in his hand?

After returning to his senses, Mo Dongtian was not only not afraid, but greed in his heart for the first time. He looked at the ancient sword in Yang Yiyun's hand, his eyes were hot, and he had only one thought to **** Yang Yiyun's ancient sword.

Greed is always the most evil devil in a person's heart. It will grow wild without knowing it until it is destroyed.

At this moment, Mo Dongtian couldn't suppress his inner thoughts, his eyes turned into rabbits, and there was only one word to grab.

However, Yang Yiyun smiled in his heart after seeing the hotness of Mo Dongdong's expression, until he became greedy, so that he could find flaws when dealing with him.

Using the spiritual consciousness, the whole body is covered for three meters, and all abnormalities will be reflected in his mind.

Step forward, one strike with ordinary force smashed Huashan out of the sword.

In Mo Dongtian's eyes, this was looking for death. He sneered and sneered at him with a half-cut knife in his hand.

This time Mo Dongtian didn’t face Yang Yiyun’s ancient sword head-on, thinking that he knew that it was too sharp and would suffer. Instead, with dexterity, he easily cleaved Yang Yiyun’s sword, and then cut the sword with his hand and slashed at it. Yang Yiyun held the sword by the wrist.

At this time, Yang Yiyun had only two choices, either abandon the sword or break his wrist.

In this way, when Mo Dongfeng wanted to come, he could capture Yang Yiyun's ancient sword.

The result~!

The result went well, Yang Yiyun really abandoned his sword.

This made Mo Dongdong feel overjoyed. The moment Yang Yiyun released the ancient sword and retracted his hand, he held the fallen ancient sword tightly in his hand, and even dropped the broken knife in his hand to the ground.

Mo Dongtian was overjoyed when he received Yang Yiyun's Dragon Slaying Sword.

But Yang Yiyun was happier than him.

Really think that your buddy's Dragon Slaying Sword is so easy to seize?

joke.

Just as Mo Winter was holding one of the Dragon Slaying Swords, Yang Yiyun's palm lightly landed on Mo Winter's lower abdomen.

With this palm, Yang Yiyun didn't use the slightest amount of true energy and strength.

The purpose was to prevent Mo Winter from noticing it, and Mo Winter's joy of getting the Dragon Slaying Sword relaxed his vigilance.

Yang Yiyun's palm smoothly slapped Mo Dongtian's lower abdomen.

"Huh~"

Mo Dongdong, who slapped his lower abdomen, snorted coldly, and slashed towards Yang Yiyun with a backhand sword.

But Yang Yiyun, who had been preparing for a long time, quickly avoided.

At this time, Mo Dongdong smiled triumphantly: "Xiao Anjin has only one palm on the third floor. How about the old man standing still and letting you hit ten palms? Now that your kid doesn't have the ancient sword in his hands, let's see how you die?

If you wisely hand over the formula of the pill, the old man can make you suffer less, otherwise you will definitely break your limbs. "

Facing the point and threats of Mo Dongtian's long sword, Yang Yiyun grinned and said, "Does the old man really think that Xiaoye's sword is so easy to snatch?"

"Don't say anything... Ah~ what did you do to me? Ah..."

Mo Dongtian didn't finish the utterly embarrassed words, and finally felt that something was wrong with his body, and then there was a smell of barbecue in his lower abdomen, and bursts of colic.

He looked down, but found a fire hole in his lower abdomen with flames. At this moment, his body was like a fire hole burning in the middle of a piece of paper. It was melted into the wind, in panic. The call fell to the ground.

Mo Dongtian's body was naturally attacked by Yang Yiyun's previous palm with True Qi Lihuo.

Yang Yiyun walked over to pick up the Dragon Slaying Sword, and watched as Mo Dongdong was quickly burned to ashes by Zhenyuan Lihuo.

He took advantage of Mo Winter's greed for the Dragon Slaying Sword, deliberately revealing the flaws and let Mo Wintering **** the Dragon Slaying Sword. After Mo Winters succeeded, at the moment when he relaxed his vigilance, the True Yuan Lihuo in his hand was ready to be sent and patted Mo Winters lightly. The lower abdomen lit his body.

True Qi Lihuo is a magical fire that can only be used by cultivators. It is not comparable to ordinary fire, and it will kill Mo Winter's life if it doesn't take ten breaths of time.

Just when Mo Dongtian screamed, Dugu ruthlessly still had one enemy four on the battlefield tens of meters away. Although he was not defeated, he had already shown signs of lack of strength.

Chen Baiwan heard Mo Winter's scream, Yu Guangzhong looked at it, and his heart was shocked. He actually saw Mo Winter's body burning up and he fell to the ground in an instant, and Yang Yiyun had nothing good about it.

Although it is strange about the flames on Mo Winter's body, but Mo Winter's death in the sea of ​​flames made him furious. The Northwest Tangkou was built by him and Mo Winter's hands. Now seeing the old partner die, this made Chen Baiwan's heart angry. .

Immediately underneath his hands was also fierce, two big dark power eight layers plus two dark power seven layers, four to one, they were actually evenly matched with Dugu ruthlessly, this battle was very useless.

Chen Baiwan couldn't figure out why Dugu Ruthless was so strong in the eighth layer of Dark Power?

Even more can't figure out, how did Yang Yiyun, a small dark Jin, kill his deputy hall master Mo Dongdong?

With a full blow from the dagger in his hand, Dugu Ruthless's subordinates had a flaw at the moment.

At this time, Chen Baiwan suddenly said to the masked eighth layer of darkness: "Mr. Qianye, go and kill Yang Yiyun." His words were full of murder.

Had it not been for Dugu's ruthless attention that he was always involved, Chen Baiwan would like to kill Yang Yiyun with his own hands.

Now he resisted the pressure fiercely and made room for the man in black to deal with Yang Yiyun.

As for Yang Yiyun after killing Mo Dongdong, he hurriedly walked to the monkey who was thrown on the ground to tease, and checked with his true energy, but it made him startled and angry.

Under Zhenqi's investigation, he found that the monkey's funny limbs were abruptly broken, and the breath was very weak.

This made Yang Yiyun's heart angry, and at this time, he heard a ruthless exclamation in the distance: "Sir, be careful~"

With a thought, Yang Yiyun collected the monkey teasing into the Universe Pot space, and when he turned around, he saw the dark-clothed man on the eighth floor of Dark Jin rushing towards him.

At a distance of ten meters, silver light suddenly flashed in the darkness, and in a blink of an eye he reached the range of his spiritual consciousness, but it was a hidden weapon, a hidden weapon of darts commonly seen in island movies, like stars.