"Hoo A powerful black fog, like a small dragon, shot out of Mo Wen's shield and rushed to Zhao Ronghai's arms. The small black dragon rose against the wind and quickly became the size of a bowl. It was about five meters long. The mixture was full of dark red flames. The temperature was extremely high. No matter the trees or the grass on the roadside, Mo Wen occupied the area, All of them were burned up by the flame and turned into fine black powder.
"Hiss When Bruce Lee meets Zhao Ronghai, he entangles him like brown candy, and the powerful flame burns up quickly. In less than a minute, Zhao Ronghai's arms seem to be burned into a black coke.
"Ah?" Zhao Ronghai saw this, immediately dumbfounded, did not expect that he was so vulnerable in front of this young man? It seems that the boy didn't mean to stop.
With a wave of his arms, he didn't care how his arms were burned. The snowdragon gun in his hand continued to kill Mo Wen regardless of everything. Mo Wen was definitely not an ordinary person. Of course, he would never let Mo Wen say hello.
"Boy, I didn't expect you to have such a powerful method. I really look down on you." Zhao Ronghai quickly wakes up from the shock, with greedy red light in his eyes. It doesn't matter if his Snow Dragon gun is destroyed. As long as he grabs Mo Wen's magic weapon, won't he be able to make up for his loss?
Thinking of this, Zhao Ronghai quickly takes back another snow dragon gun, puts it into the storage bag, and is ready to solve Mo Wen with his bare hands. Seeing that Mo Wen's energy consumption is serious, he is already a grasshopper after autumn, and will not be able to hop for long. When he dies, he can not only avenge his son, but also get a magic weapon. Isn't it a good thing to kill two birds with one stone?
Zhao Ronghai draws a shallow power crack in front of him and swishes into it. The next moment, he appears behind Mo Wen. He raises his big fist and smashes it at the back of Mo Wen's head.
Mo Wen feels that the wind behind him is not good, so he quickly turns around and points the Wanling sword in his hand at Zhao Ronghai's fist. The Wanling sword comes out with a small dragon, and kills him majestically.
"Shua!" Seeing this, Zhao Ronghai quickly gave up his plan to kill Mo Wen, cut a crack in front of him, and went in, avoiding the attack of the black fog dragon.
Zhao Ronghai knows very well that he won't be able to support him for a long time. Once his energy is exhausted, he can't continue to attack with the black fog dragon. It's time to kill him. Anyway, he still has this array to trap him. He's not afraid to run away. There are so many Zhao's men, The strength to fight against Mo Wen is very abundant. If there is capital to spend with Mo Wen, it must be mo Wen who will die in the end.
Seeing that Zhao Ronghai evaded the attack of his own black fog dragon with these almost rogue tricks, Mo Wen was so angry that he turned pale. But now he really can't imagine that if he didn't use the ten thousand spirit sword to attack, Zhao Ronghai was very cunning and didn't fight hard with himself. Once he saw the black fog dragon, he chose to escape. If he went on like this, There is a time when one's own cultivation power will run out.
"What are you hiding from, old man? If you have seed, just fight with Laozi When Zhao Ronghai came out of the crack, Mo Wen immediately yelled at him.
"Boy, I won't confront you head on. I'm so angry with you." Zhao Ronghai is proud of grinning grimly, and then blows at Mo Wenyuan.
Don't ask at this time, Xuanqi is exhausted and can't escape at all, so you have to continue to launch the Wanling sword. Another black fog dragon comes out to meet the fist.
"Hiss When the black fog dragon met his fist, it immediately sounded like boiling water. Soon, Zhao Ronghai's fist was swallowed up by the black fog dragon and disappeared into the air. Under the control of Mo Wen's mind, the black fog dragon continued to fly to Zhao Ronghai.
But the despicable and shameless Zhao Ronghai cut a crack and got into it, and avoided the attack of the black fog dragon. The black fog dragon dashed past the virtual shadow of Zhao Ronghai and hit a big tree in front of him. "Hoo" the whole tree was immediately burned into slag and turned into a pile of black ash.
In this way, whenever Mo Wen uses the Wanling sword, Zhao Ronghai cuts through the cracks and temporarily evades, making Mo Wen jump into the air. The Wanling sword needs some cultivation strength to support it. Therefore, under repeated attacks, Mo Wen is about to sweat on his forehead.
"Hoo Finally, a black fog dragon emerged from the Wanling sword, dissolving Zhao Ronghai's fist. The color of the whole Wanling sword immediately became dim. Don't ask, you can't push it to send out the Wanling sword any more.
Zhao Ronghai came out of the crack and looked at Mo Wen triumphantly. Looking at him, his eyes looked like a dead man. In his eyes, Mo Wen was already the meat on his chopping board, so he had to be slaughtered by himself.
Mo asked, looking at Zhao Ronghai, his heart was full of anger. To tell you the truth, this guy is really cunning, but what else can he do?
Even if you want to kill the old guy, you have to find a way to break the array first
"Boy, I'm going to tear you to pieces. You will never be able to live beyond that. " Zhao Ronghai looked at Mo Wen with a grim smile. He gave a sharp drink. Then he looked up at the sky and said in a tearful voice, "son, you can close your eyes under the Jiuquan spring. My father will take revenge on you now and kill that little bastard of Mo Wen."
As soon as the voice fell, Zhao Ronghai lowered his head, looked at Mo and said coldly, "little bastard, have you heard a word? It's better to offend the king of hell than the Zhao family. You can't offend our Zhao family. If you offend us, you have to pay for your life. Later, I'll cut off your flesh piece by piece, and let you die of a thousand cuts. "