Along the narrow path composed of jagged rocks, Mo Zhiyin looks at the man beside him several times, and he wants to say nothing.

Mo Li found the woman's abnormality and asked with a smile: "why, do you want to ask me why I let the big man go?"

"Well..."

Mo Zhiyin nodded.

He hid an ice needle in his fist. For a moment, black bear didn't check Mo Li's way. He was stabbed at zhongyaoxue. He thought that even if he didn't kill the big man, he would at least ask about the situation. But Mo Li just slapped black bear on the shoulder with a smile and continued to walk to the top of the mountain. Mo Zhiyin is still full of fog.

"Answer me first. What's the impression of the black bear?"

"Impression?" Mo Zhiyin recalled it with a twist of his eyebrow and said, "it's a bit silly..."

"Han?" Mo Li can't laugh or cry: "it's not called naive, it's called honest. To put it simply, this man doesn't have too much thought. This kind of human nature will not be too bad."

"Is that why you let him go?"

"Not all of them." Mo Li pursed his mouth and his eyes were a little excited: "this kind of man with forthright personality and upright behavior can't tolerate sand in his eyes, and he doesn't like to owe others in his heart. If you let him go today, you may get a wonderful effect in the future. Even if he's ungrateful, the person we're going to deal with is still easy to train our mind. One more person can't make waves. "

Mo Zhiyin nodded slowly, and then he understood the elder martial brother's mind.

It's less than 100 meters away from the top of the mountain, and the poisonous arrows shot from time to time around it almost never stop. Mo Li knows the intention of those enemies in the dark. Even if it can't cause actual damage, at least it will make him and Mo Zhiyin in a tense state all the time. In this way, the consumption of mental power is extremely serious.

Within a short distance of 100 meters, it is raining with arrows. The spirit of you long supports your mind and keeps clear. Mo Li holds Mo Zhiyin's hand in the stone forest and uses the surrounding boulders to avoid the ubiquitous killing moves.

"Bang --"

"Shua"

Shua Shua

The boulder close to it burst suddenly, and the shadow hidden in it came out immediately.

impossible to guard against!

Feeling the strong wind coming from behind, Mo Li rushes forward subconsciously after passing Mo Zhiyin's body.

"Poof"

Don't leave your right arm to be cut by your opponent's broken arm. The wound will be dark in the twinkling of an eye.

Take out two ice needles to seal the shoulder to the acupoint, Mo Li tense look more dignified.

It's no exaggeration to say that all kinds of poisons can't invade, but the poison on the broken arm is different! Although not fatal, but let Mo Li's left arm can't force in a short time!

"Dang Dang"

The long sword in hand sweeps and blocks the attack of the coming people. You can't do without retreating and rushing into the middle of four or five killers. Under the suppression of the exquisite moves, you can turn the situation around in an instant.

Quickly solve a few killers, Mo Li with a long sword to support the body, take out a white pill from the ring to swallow.

"Elder martial brother, do you care..."

There is some remorse in the woman's worried eyes. Mo Li just won't get hurt if it's not for protecting her.

Mo Zhiyin's greatest reliance has always been on Requiem. He can't play heartbroken zither in this forbidden spirit formation. Pure strength is not the opponent of these burly men.

"Nothing!"

After taking the pill, he temporarily stabilized the spread of the toxin in his left arm, but Mo Li didn't know how long he could suppress it. He pulled Mo Zhiyin quickly over the remaining tens of meters.

On the top of the mountain, a woman in a white dress stands on her own, holding a snow-white beast in her hand, and her face is as cool as water. A thin figure beside the woman, her hands behind her, her whole body shrouded in blood red robes, only her narrow eyes exposed outside the veil embroidered with red skeletons.

"Don't you worry at all?"

The man didn't know when to withdraw the sight gathered in the hillside stone forest, looking at the woman who didn't panic and asked in a cold voice.

"There's nothing to worry about. He'll get me back." Ning Qianyu's calm voice did not fluctuate at all.

"Oh --"

With a smile, the man walked slowly to the woman and stood still.

"What a beautiful face..." thin hands want to caress that beautiful face, but Ning thousand language disgusted to avoid.

"If you touch me, I'll jump from here! Without my chips, I see how you can coerce my man and confidant sister! "

The firm expression clearly tells the man that the woman who looks pretty dares to do so.

"Ha ha ha - when you get rid of them and leave the forbidden spirit array, I will make you kneel down and beg me to play with you!"

Full of desire. The eyes keep shining, and the man's breathing becomes a little short. It takes a lot of effort to get his eyes back from the woman.

"Boom."

The huge stones behind the two rungs were smashed, and the two figures gradually became clear in the flying debris.

Looking at the safe Ning thousand language, Mo from in the heart of the dark relief.

Ning thousand language want to take the opportunity to run in the past, just step, but found at the foot seems to have a kilo weight, generally difficult to move.

"Qianyu, what's the matter with you?"

Mo Li is keen to catch the abnormality of Ning Qian language.

Ruddy lips slightly open, Ning thousand language want to speak but can't make any sound!

"She's got me! Without antidote, she will be like this all her life. She has clear consciousness but can't do anything

The corpse is stiff and scattered?

Listen to the man's words, rather thousand words in the heart a shiver. Was it just when I was talking? Who on earth is this guy? Why is he poisoned without knowing it?

Mo Li's anger broke out completely in his heart. He slowly approached with Youhong sword in his hand, and his palm became tighter and tighter. Wrist a pick slant holding sword, body toward the man swept out at the same time Mo from the eyes emerged a fierce light.

Long sword stabbing, in a flash!

"Keng"

The man raised his right hand in no hurry, and the invincible sword was lightly held by the man!

Don't leave pupil a burst of constriction, in the heart big frighten!

How is that possible?

"That's it?"

The man sneered and raised his right foot to Mo Li's waist.

Come on!

The man moves not to leave discovered the other party's dependence - speed!

If Mo Li shows flexibility before, the man will show the speed incisively and vividly as soon as he makes a move!

It seems that a slow foot to the side of the body, Mo left elbow quickly recovered, can block the man's toes.

"Ka"

In the collision, there was a slight and indisputable sound. While taking the opportunity to open the distance, Mo Li's left arm was completely soft, as if he had left his body.

Mo Zhiyin didn't know when he had a long sword in his hand. He took advantage of the gap between them and stabbed straight behind the man.

"Be careful, bosom friend!"

Mo Li's face changed greatly instead of feeling happy.

Although the first time to remind, but still slow step, when Mo Zhiyin's sword arrived, the man like a ghost disappeared in the same place.

A strong force came from the shoulder. Mo Zhiyin's body was patted by the man who appeared on his side, and his mouth was red.

"Bosom friend!"

"I'm fine..."

Mo Zhiyin coughed a few times and managed to squeeze out a smile.

"This guy is not simple, you wait for me

Take out a healing medicine to Mo Zhiyin, Mo Li takes up the sword and goes to the man again.

Ignoring the coldness in Mo Li's eyes, the middle-aged man held down his hands and said, "Mo Li, if you know your face, you'd better hand over the two magic swords of Jinghong and Xueyou, as well as the order of Xueyou, and submit to my red chamber, and enjoy endless power and status in the future!"

"Dream!"

Once again with a sword, Mo Li tells the other party his own answer.

"Toast, no penalty!"

The middle-aged man bullied his body and met Mo Li's sword with his flesh and blood palms.

"Keng Keng"

The sound is crisp, and it comes out from the top of the mountain. The flesh and blood of a man looks like copper skin and iron bone. No matter where Mo Li's long sword is cut, it can't hurt him! If it is said that before Tiexiong only trained his physical strength to the extreme, the man in front of him perfectly combined speed and strength.

Every unexpected change of Mo Li's moves is ignored by men. No matter it's body shape change or moves, the speed is so fast that Mo Li can only barely see each other's actions. When he is hit by a man's fist, he suddenly feels a strong attack.

Although he reluctantly took over the men's tide of offensive relying on his rich combat experience and tenacity, Moli has always been in a passive defensive situation from the fight to now, like a boat in a huge wave, full of dangers.

Mo Li is not nothing. He finally found some clues.

The blood red robe on this guy's body should be a defensive holy weapon. Without the support of fighting spirit, relying on the sharpness of Youhong sword simply can't cause too much damage to the baby. At the same time, the man's hand is wearing a pair of nearly transparent thin gloves, which is why he can use his hands to block Moli's sword.

With this discovery, Mo Li's eyes are finally bright. Once again, Mo Li takes you Hong sword into the ring.

The surprise in the man's eyes is fleeting. I don't understand why the teenager will put away the biggest dependence in front of him.

At the foot of the pace of wind, Mo Li rushed toward the man at the same time raised his right arm.

"Bang --"

Under the hard touch, Mo Li's body falters backward, and the man is also slightly wrong, and he has taken off the rest of his strength.

"Bang --"

"Bang --"

"Bang --"

Put away the gaudy moves, don't leave as children fight in general, a punch and a punch with a man.

Is this guy crazy?

The man wrapped in the blood robe is more and more puzzled. No matter how much power he has, he can't hurt the root. Can't he see it?

In front of me, Mo Li's fist appeared again, and the man raised his fist subconsciously.

"Bang - click - click"

As soon as he touched it, he felt abnormal. A strong force ran into the whole arm along his fist. The man's thin body was blasted out and hit the huge stone in the rear, spurting blood and falling.

Suddenly looked up, staring at the opposite young man, the man's breathing is more and more rapid, there is a faint flicker.

"Bashan boxing! Where did you learn to pull mountain boxing? "

Hear the man's question Mo Li a Leng, then thought of what general mind great shock.

"So you are xuetiangang“