Chapter 2232

In an instant, dozens of bullets, guided by Ye Wushuang's energy, were accurately shot at many vital points on Mo Kunlun's body.

Even though Mo Kunlun's body-protecting Qi had extremely strong defense, he could not withstand Ye Menglong's finger-flicking power and Ye Wushuang's bullets at the same time.

As a last resort, Mo Kunlun had to dodge.

And his dodge gave Ye Menglong a chance.

Ye Menglong was only seven or eight meters away from Mo Kunlun. Taking this opportunity, she instantly shortened the distance between the two to three or four meters.

At such a distance, not only was the power of the finger-flicking power greater, but Ye Menglong could also look for opportunities to fight with Mo Kunlun in close combat and delay him as much as possible.

The development of the situation did not exceed Ye Menglong's expectations. After she and Ye Wushuang tacitly played another round of finger-flicking power and bullets, Ye Menglong had already arrived in front of Mo Kunlun.

Ye Menglong raised his right hand horizontally, turning it into a hand knife, twisting and turning in the air, and slashing towards Mo Kunlun's neck. Although it was a hand knife, it brought with it the power of Taizu Changquan and the five-step Huashan fist, and it was wrapped with an extremely terrifying force.

At this time, the protective aura on Mo Kunlun's body was on the verge of collapse. If he was hit by Ye Menglong's hand knife, he would be seriously injured.

Mo Kunlun's two thick eyebrows were tightly condensed together.

"The Ye clan, the Ye clan again!"

"It was the Ye clan who beat me into this state, neither human nor ghost. It was also the Ye clan who chased me twice and put me in danger."

The huge hatred for the Ye clan in his heart made Mo Kunlun decide not to hide anymore. Even if he died, he would kill a Ye clan god.

Mo Kunlun suddenly roared, and his skin instantly turned blood red. Even his thick eyebrows seemed to be dripped with red wax oil, soaked with blood beads.

"Bang!" With a sound, Mo Kunlun raised one hand without warning and blocked Ye Menglong's hand knife.

Immediately afterwards, his body suddenly moved forward, "Buzz!" The energy around him actually hit the air like a copper bell and produced a buzzing sound.

Caught off guard, Ye Menglong's body was hit by Mo Kunlun's desperate fighting style and flew backwards.

A breath of blood instantly rushed to Ye Menglong's throat. Obviously, this impact caused damage to her internal organs.

At this time, it should have been Mo Kunlun's best chance to escape, but he made continuous progress. His two fists were like turning wheels, "Boom boom boom!" hitting Ye Menglong who was retreating.

Ye Menglong felt her scalp tingling, as if her whole body was enveloped by Mo Kunlun's fist.

How could this man still have such strong strength?

At this moment, the feeling that Mo Kunlun gave Ye Menglong was almost as good as when he fought with Ye Xiao in Shuanglong Mountain.

Helplessly, Ye Menglong had to raise his fist to defend with all his strength.

"Bang, bang, bang!" After several heavy blows, Ye Menglong's face turned red, and the blood was almost unable to be contained and spit out.

At this moment, several bullets hit Mo Kunlun.

"Damn it!" Mo Kunlun gritted his teeth and ignored the bullets. He raised his fist again and hit Ye Menglong's chest heavily.

He had to hold on with all his strength and kill Ye Menglong here, even if he would be hit by the bullet himself.

At this time, Ye Wushuang and Master Kushu, who had come to the two of them, more than ten meters away, frowned together, with deep worry on their faces.

They could see that Mo Kunlun activated some kind of martial arts to forcibly increase his strength. Although he could not maintain it for long with his body that was still seriously injured, it was very likely that he would seriously injure or kill Ye Menglong.

Ye Menglong naturally knew that she was in great danger.

What to do?

Now there was no Ye Xiao to rescue her. If she could not block Mo Kunlun's fist, she would die here.

Thinking of Ye Xiao, Ye Menglong's mind flashed a fighting style that Ye Xiao had demonstrated before.

Although this fighting style was still dangerous in her current state, Ye Menglong still forced herself to fight.

The next moment, Mo Kunlun's punch with all his strength missed.

Ye Menglong did not raise his hand to fight back his punch as he did just now, but flashed closer and leaned his shoulder against him.

"Bawang Xijia!"

Ye Wushuang muttered in his heart.

Although Ye Menglong dodged Mo Kunlun's punch, Ye Wushuang still looked worried.

At this moment, Ye Menglong's physical fitness was not as good as Mo Kunlun's. Such a close attack might be counterproductive and she could not compete with Mo Kunlun's physique.

Sure enough, when Ye Menglong's shoulder hit Mo Kunlun, she spurted blood, and the blood in her body was like a balloon punctured by a needle., pouring out wildly.

At this moment, Mo Kunlun was only knocked out by Ye Menglong, less than half a step away.

After the initial shock, Mo Kunlun quickly reacted. He was stunned, and he was determined to raise his hand to break Ye Menglong's neck.

But at this moment, because his body was hit by several bullets, and the strength that was forcibly increased was quickly dissipated, Mo Kunlun's hand could not keep up with the reaction of his brain, and was half a beat slower.

At this time, Master Kushu had already attacked Mo Kunlun's side as if he had shrunk the ground into an inch.

"Bang!" With a muffled sound, Master Kushu's powerful palm hit Mo Kunlun's side waist.

At this time, Mo Kunlun was already at the end of his strength. Even if Master Kushu was only half a step into the spirit, he could not withstand his palm power.

Mo Kunlun's body was directly shaken by the dead tree and moved sideways. He could no longer control his injuries. Blood oozed from his eyes, nose, and ears.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Wushuang also began to shoot Mo Kunlun. If he had not been injured by Master Kushu, Mo Kunlun might have been able to avoid the bullets, but at this moment, Mo Kunlun was powerless even if he wanted to.

A few seconds later, Mo Kunlun, who was shot several times in the vitals, fell to the ground with a plop.

His blood-red eyes were wide open.

As the most talented child of the Mo clan in hundreds of years, Mo Kunlun thought that he would bring the Mo clan's martial arts to a new height. As long as he was given time, it was not impossible for him to break through the limit of martial arts.

But all this was interrupted by a fight that he thought he had won.

After that, his martial arts could no longer make progress, and his life became a mouse that scurried around.

Perhaps death is also a kind of relief!