Chapter 2003

Don't ask hard under the dragon jade's fatal blow, pounce, a, don't ask mouth spout a mouthful of blood.

His face was pale, his eyes were red, and he let out a cannibal look!

Just, even so! Mo Wen's eyes were staring at the nighthawk and others, but his mouth was full of warm smile: "even if you die, you can't die in the hands of the enemy, remember! Don't give up your life easily until the last moment, because your life is mine

What a bully! But so warm! Looking at the miserable situation of Mo Wen, and listening to the warm words, the Nighthawk, an old man, has tears and a runny nose.

They never dreamed that at the moment of life and death, their master was willing to use his own life to help them resist the inevitable attack of Longyu!

"Master!" At this time, the Nighthawk felt extremely guilty.

Not only they, but also the people around them were shocked! Long Yu's all-out strike is enough to turn any master into a meat sauce! And now, is there a life to block his fatal blow? This... How can it be!

What's more, the person who resisted the fatal strike of Longyu was just a young man who looked like he was only in his twenties, which was incredible.

Lei Fuyong was completely shocked. He looked at Mo Wen and his face changed! This young man is very familiar to him. It's this man who killed his son and ruined his whole life

Thinking of all this, Lei Fuyong's anger was ignited in an instant, but he didn't dare to act rashly. Even long Yu's fatal blow could be resisted. Lei Fuyong was afraid that he would kill himself at this time.

No wonder the Nighthawk worships him so much! No wonder the Nighthawk is willing to accept him as the master? No wonder he is so arrogant. He has the capital to be arrogant.

No one dares to think that a young man in his twenties has such strong power. Long Yu has never seen a master who is willing to die for his subordinates! And don't ask, it is so unique! At this moment, Longyu's respect for Mo Wen is more and more intense! This young man, indeed different, indeed extraordinary, worthy of respect, he deserves to be the master of the Nighthawk.

However, long Yu has his own mission. Even if he respects Mo Wen's bravery and courage, it is the respect of one warrior to another.

At the moment, long Yu was stunned. Then, in her eyes, she flashed a touch of essence: "it seems that... You... Are the owner of the Nighthawk. Don't ask?"

Long Yu originally thought that Mo Wen was just a little man with some means. But long Yu didn't expect that a young man in his twenties could block his inevitable attack with his hands, but he had to treat Mo Wen differently! Don't ask to wipe the blood of the corner of mouth, slowly turn to head, look to Long Yu, the vision is icy cold! The tone is icy: "you will pay a heavy price to those who kill me. Are you ready?"

Huh? Don't ask, let long Yu slightly a Leng, and then, his mouth, a touch of abuse and fun: "good arrogant young man, you tell me, I will pay how painful price?"

"Death..." Mo asked, gnashing his teeth to spit out a word, two eyes staring at Long Yu, red eyes, release a strong evil spirit.

"I've been ordered! Don't you have to pay for your blood washing flower gate? " Long Yu sneered, as if he didn't pay attention to Mo Wen.

"Is your master warlord yingmitou?" Mo asked, squinting.

"Yes, it seems that you still have some insight. Now it's too late to regret. I think you can spare your life for the sake of resisting the hand of the Nighthawk. As long as you follow me back to see the master and plead guilty, I promise that you and your subordinates will not have any worries about Xing's life, OK?"

"Hum! In my eyes! There is only one end to any enemy, that is... Death... "

"It seems that you are stubborn?" At this point, the fierce color of Longyu's mouth became more and more intense: "little son of a bitch who doesn't shed tears without seeing the coffin, it seems that you can only wake up if you go to see the Lord of hell!"

"I dare to wash the Huamen arena with blood and say to the whole world that I will kill Lei Fuyong in three days... I will not surrender because of your words! What's more, there is no surrender in my dictionary! What's the difference between what Huamen does and what animals do? Using the innocent girl's Xing life to practice, using the girl's body as the cauldron furnace of Huamen's disciples, the God of war stands out for such a sect... It can be seen that yingmitou God of war is also a scum... Such a person is not worthy of my respect at all! "

Long Yu's eyelids jumped wildly and looked at Mo with unbelievable face. "How dare you talk like that? Are you not afraid that I will kill you now? "

Hearing this, Mo Wen's eyes became colder and colder. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and in his eyes, the killing opportunity was boiling: "even if the God of war shadow rice head came, he didn't dare to say this to me arrogantly. What's more, he was just a killing tool under his hands... Aren't you afraid of flashing your tongue?"

what! When Mo asked, long Yu and the Nighthawks around him were all stunned.

Wow, this boy is so crazy. You know, the one standing in front of him is long Yu, the right man under the God of war.

Then, the Huamen disciples headed by Lei Fuyong had a thick sneer on their faces!

"The boy must be crazy, isn't he? How dare you speak like this? Is he the one with the tongue flashing

"Here comes long Yu. There's no doubt that the boy will die. Let him talk happily..."

"Well! This guy is absolutely crazy. He doesn't know how to judge the situation. Up to now, he still speaks fast. He really doesn't know what to do

Everyone knows that Mo Wen was seriously injured by a blow just now! Now, it's not crazy to be so shameless. What is it!

"Good! What a crazy boy Long Yu's eyes were fierce and ferocious, and the corners of his mouth were full of a vicious smile. Looking at Mo Wen's eyes, he seemed to see a dead man: "in that case, I want to see if you have the ability to let me die under serious injury!"

Long Yu's words are gloomy and murderous! But hearing this, Mo Wen shook his head lightly!

Mo Wen noticed a very familiar breath in Long Yu's body. This breath came from the cultivation of Guimen martial arts.

Just now, don't ask about the hand of dragon jade. Through the observation of the power of this hand, don't ask where the martial arts used by dragon jade come from. So under the threat of dragon jade, don't pay any attention to it.

"You are wrong! You are not my opponent, even if you are... Yingmi head is coming, you are also not my opponent! " Said, Mo asked with a sneer: "I don't need to kill you, Nighthawk can kill you..."

Nighthawk? How is that possible?

Just now, the Nighthawk was defeated by Long Yu. Why do you still say that? Isn't it obvious that the Nighthawk is going to die?

This guy must be crazy, right?

Everyone suspected that they had heard wrong! The Nighthawk is even more surprised. He knows that he is not the opponent of Longyu at all. But Mo asks him to kill Longyu at this time. Isn't it difficult for him?

Everyone's face, full of thick unbelievable! The Nighthawk was stunned! Just at this time, Mo Wen's voice came to his ears: "do it boldly, he is not your opponent... Kill him!"

As the voice fell, a mental formula suddenly appeared in the Nighthawk's mind, and then a terrible force penetrated into his body.

"Kill him!" Mo Wen's voice, like the drum that inspires the Nighthawk, rings in the Nighthawk's mind.

Now! After the Nighthawk got the mental formula and the mysterious power, it immediately fused and ran the mental formula. It fused with the mysterious power, like a heat flow, flowing into his whole body. Boom! For a moment, he only felt a burst of heat, and then, all over the blood surging up! Not only that, a sharp and unparalleled Qi ran through his meridians! The muscles and muscles of his body are solid! Even the injury just suffered healed instantly.

What shocked the Nighthawk most was his cultivation. At that moment, he broke through

This... This is incredible. What happened in front of us stunned the Nighthawk.

The Nighthawk can't believe that all this is true. It's hard to practice every step after entering the Tao. If you don't work hard, it's impossible to advance your cultivation, not to mention the instant breakthrough.

However, what happened just now really advanced his cultivation in an instant, which really surprised the Nighthawk.

In order to prove that his doubts are true, the Nighthawk repeatedly confirms that his cultivation is really between the thoughts of Mo Wen, and reaches the heaven and earth mirror.

Oh, my God. How is that possible?

How did the master do it?

Under the shocked expression of the Nighthawk, he looked at Mo in surprise.

"Ha ha... With him? If you lose, you deserve to fight with me? " Hearing what Mo Wen said, long Yu seemed to hear the funniest joke in the world, and said with a smile: "Mo Wen, I admire your courage and the friendship of your opponent just now, but... I overestimate you too much. I didn't expect that you are also a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death. Ha ha, you let the Nighthawk out to die at this time! You know in your heart that Nighthawk is not my opponent at all... "

"Are you so confident? Before I came, the Nighthawk was not your opponent. Now... When I came, he killed you as easily as he killed an ant... "

Voice down, Nighthawk instant fly up, blink, Nighthawk has arrived in front of Long Yu.

No, it's impossible. The Nighthawk is seriously injured. How can he

"Long Yu, it's time for you to die..."

"You... Aren't you hurt? How could... "

"Just as I was talking, my master healed me. Now I'll kill you son of a bitch with the most cruel means..."

"Boom!" A loud noise exploded around the Nighthawk, and a gathered evil spirit turned into a dragon. The terrible evil spirit turned Long Yu's face white in an instant. He didn't expect that he had such ability to heal the Nighthawk in an instant and improve the Nighthawk's cultivation in an instant.

What the hell is going on?

Is there any panacea for this boy?

Otherwise, how could the Nighthawk recover in such a short time? Advanced cultivation?