Chapter 37: Murderous Intention 3

A powerful shock wave roared out from under the feet of Mo Hun and others, bringing up the thick leaves on the ground and striking at the surrounding Imperial soldiers.

Those soldiers had obviously received special training. Seeing this situation, they took out a small shield from behind without hesitation and held it in front of their chest with a swishing sound. Their movements were uniform.

The simple black shield instantly transformed into a black light curtain to cover the body.

At the same time, Xiao Yao's long yellow arrow arrived first. When the spinning yellow light arrow encountered the black shield, it paused for a moment before spinning through the shield.

Bang. Bang. Bang. Bang. Bang

The arrows penetrated the shields, entered the chests of the imperial soldiers, and knocked their bodies away. The soldiers spurted a mouthful of blood in the air and fell heavily to the ground, dying.

The war song used a wild song of the beast king, a giant white tiger, taking strong and powerful steps, and accompanied by a loud roar, there were seven soldiers in an instant, and even a cry of mourning was not heard in time, and it turned into pieces of flesh and blood,

Floating into the air, mixed with dust.

Mo Hun endured the severe pain that seemed to be drained all over his body, and tried his best to use the second Kaitian move. This was the first time that he used Kaitian twice in a row. The move that was easy to perform in the past turned out to be so difficult now. Look,

Although this move to open the sky is powerful, it consumes so much magic power that I can't even imagine.

After Mo Hun swung the long sword impressively, he gasped for breath as if exhausted. Seeing that Zhan Song and Xiao Yao's tricks had already achieved results, he quickly moved his gaze to the front, in the direction where he tried his best to strike.

It was still like the first move of Kaitian, without the slightest energy fluctuation, and not even a leaf on the ground in front of it was stirred up. Compared with the moves of Xiao Yao and Zhan Song, it was really much quieter.

After a long time, the dust in the sky gradually dissipated, and Mo Hun still stared straight ahead, frowning slightly.

…

The dark-skinned man hid behind the shield, looked left and right at his men who were instantly knocked away, and shuddered. He felt extremely regretful. If he had known that the opponent was so powerful, he would not have come to reinforce him. Fortunately, he had a black iron shield passed down from his family.

, otherwise I would have been reduced to rubble long ago.

At this time, the two men standing next to the dark-skinned man suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the shield in their hands broke into two halves. They followed their master and fell to the ground helplessly.

The man was suddenly startled again, and looked at the shield in his hand tremblingly. It seemed that the black iron shield inherited from his family was indeed extraordinary. Thinking of this, he suddenly felt confident. It seemed that the opponent's skill was not that high.

Putting down the shield in his hand, he said fiercely: "Huh, with your skills, you can barely break through their defense. If you want to kill me, you! Damn! You're still! Tender!"

The man pointed forward with his index finger, venting the anger in his heart. At first glance, it was clear that the little demon and Zhan Song had strong murderous intentions, so he had no choice but to point at the powerless Mo Hun.

The little demon bit his red lips, raised the long bow in his hand, glared angrily, and was about to kill this arrogant guy with one blow.

Mo Hun clenched the long knife in his hand, biting his teeth fiercely, making a squeaking sound. The veins on his head were exposed, and he shouted suddenly: "Let me do it."

"Oh, boy, if we want to challenge each other, it's up to you?" The dark-skinned man saw the young man in front of him uttering arrogant words, and couldn't help but chuckle, his eyes rolled, and he said hurriedly.

Hearing this, Zhan Ge hurriedly said: "Friend Daoist Mo, don't fight him, let me kill him with one blow!"

"Brother Hun, let Uncle Zhan fight them..." Seeing Mo Hun's anger, the little demon hurriedly pushed Tang Yan and winked at Tang Yan. Tang Yan understood and hurriedly ran to Mo Hun and gently pulled Mo Hun.

Said the corner of the soul's clothes.

"Haha, I thought he would be a strong-willed man, but I didn't expect him to be just an empty talker. Hahahaha..." The man was slightly shocked. The man and woman beside the young man were not good people. They could do it with just one move.

If you kill yourself, you can only continue to provoke the idiot in front of you.

"It's not a duel, I'm going to kill a group of you by myself, do you dare?" Mo Hun gently waved his hand and pushed Tang Yan away. His palms felt a jade-like warmth, and he raised the corners of his mouth slightly, with murderous intent in his eyes.

He met the provocative eyes of the dark-skinned man.

"You are young and frivolous, what you say is true!" After hearing what Mo Hun said, the dark-skinned man was furious in his heart. The young boy dared to despise him like this. You must know that he is not a big or small figure in the Imperial City. Today

Such a slight was really hard for him to accept. He held the handle of the knife tightly, showing a resentful expression as if he was going to kill the guy in front of him no matter what.

"Let's do it, you guys!" Mo Hun shouted, slowly unfolding his arms, holding a long knife in one hand, standing quietly on the ground motionless, watching the remaining people on the other side lift up their spiritual power and put it into the knife,

Everyone was gearing up to rush forward, Mo Hun smiled softly and closed his eyes.

"Kill him to death!" The dark-skinned man shouted with gritted teeth at the dozen or so soldiers who gathered from the left and right. He slowly raised 100% of his power and planned to give Mo Hun a fatal blow.

The disciples on the left and right held up shields in one hand and dragged the long swords in their hands with the other. They roared and rushed towards Mo Hun. The long swords filled with spiritual power ignited a flame on the ground, leaving a long black line.

When the dark-skinned man saw that everyone had taken a few steps forward, Mo Hun showed no reaction. He just stood there blankly and frowned. Then he used his practiced body skills and moved toward Mo Hun like a ghost, intending to chop off Mo Hun's head with one knife.

The hatred in my heart has been resolved.

The little demon had already protected Tang Yan behind him. He looked at Zhan Ge and nodded lightly. He then pulled up his long bow and prepared to kill these ants at the critical moment.

The same goes for Zhan Song, who slowly raised his sword and glared at the dying men who were charging forward.

It was a little late, but it was fast. Those people had obviously received guidance from an expert, and their movements were so fast that Xiao Yao and Zhan Ge couldn't help but click their tongues. In the blink of an eye, they were already more than a foot in front of Mo Hun.

Just when Xiao Yao and Zhan Ge were about to kill those people, a powerful shock wave suddenly erupted from Mo Hun. The two quickly retracted their offensive. One of them held one of Tang Yan's arms and hurriedly avoided it.

Just listen to a loud bang~~~bang~~~...

Those people, including the dark-skinned man who had dodged over, froze on the spot for an instant. Several long knives were only a finger away from Mo Hun's head, but it was as if time had stopped and they were frozen there.

,like a statue.

"This..." The dark-skinned man whispered one word, blood gushed out from his mouth, and he fell backward to the ground at the same time as the soldiers.

It all happened so fast. Xiao Yao, Zhan Ge, and Tang Yan all had their eyes widened at this moment, looking at the incredible scene in front of them. At the moment when life and death were separated by a thin line, Mo Hun's body actually emitted a burst of sky-swallowing energy.

Wave, with Mo Hun as the center, rushes away quickly, killing the enemy in an instant.

At this time, only Mo Hun probably knew what happened. A happy smile appeared on the corner of his slightly closed eyes, and he lay back with a light body.

It turns out that before this, Mo Hun was quietly sensing the demonic breath in his body. After using the second blow to open the sky, the demonic breath in his body had been exhausted. He thought he could no longer use any moves.

When the dark-skinned man spoke rudely, the magic bead shrank extremely much in anger. It was as big as a pigeon egg and compressed to the size of a grain of rice. A powerful coercion slowly seeped out under the realization.

When Mo Hun felt the explosive power that was so strong that he couldn't contain it, he immediately launched a provocation and tried to kill the enemy with one blow, so as not to waste such powerful power. Unexpectedly, it was as powerful as he had guessed.

The moment Mo Hun fell, he felt as if his whole body was as light as a feather, as if all the water in his body had been consumed. An uncontrollable hunger and thirst settled in his mind, 'I want to drink water, a lot of water...

…'.

At this time, while Xiao Yao, Zhan Song and Tang Yan had not yet calmed down, something strange happened again. After Mo Hun's body fell, the blood on the ground around Mo Hun seemed to be pulled by something.

It flowed rapidly towards Mo Hun, and there was a weak sound of running water...

Everyone took a breath of cold air.
Chapter completed!