Some brothers fell to the ground, not knowing whether they were fainting or wanted to use this method to suck less air.

There were also some brothers who kept coughing, and they couldn't hold on for long depending on the situation.

Mo Zhitao was not afraid of these poisonous smokes, but the brothers were not good. Thinking of this, Mo Zhitao walked to Mu Ming and asked, "Master, how do you feel?"

"Zhitao, everyone is getting more and more uncomfortable. If they don't go out, I'm afraid everyone will be poisoned to death by poisonous smoke. This poisonous smoke is different from ordinary poisonous smoke. It is very poisonous. Some brothers have fainted." Mu Ming said worriedly.

"Master, instead of being smoky to death by poisonous smoke, we might as well rush out and fight with them, so that we can pull a few enemies to the bottom." Mo Zhitao said.

Mu Ming thought for a while and nodded, "Okay, let's rush out, staying here is not a solution."

Everyone stays here forever and will eventually be killed by the people in the Poison Valley. It is better to rush out and kill a few enemies.

Seeing Mu Ming agreeing, Mo Zhitao stood up from the ground and said, "Brothers, everyone is ready. Let's rush out and fight the enemy."

"Okay, let's fight them hard." Lin Zhenqiang and the others responded. Everyone felt their heads getting dizzy when they stayed here, and if they stayed there, they would be poisoned to death.

Yu Meijing walked to Mo Zhitao worriedly and asked, "Zhitao, how do you feel now?"

"I'm much better, Meijing, don't worry about me." Mo Zhitao said. "After we're going out, you'll run out desperately. Remember, don't stay here. Cough cough cough." A poisonous smoke rushed into Mo Zhitao's throat, causing him to cough.

At the same time, Mo Zhitao felt a little dizzy in his head, so he hurriedly used the Yin-Yang technique to eliminate the poisonous gas that entered his body.

"Boss, I'll go out first." Old Man Qing said. He has the highest martial arts skills here. He just ended up entering the formation. Now it would be safer for him to go out first.

Mo Zhitao said: "Old man Qing, be careful."

"Yeah." Old man Qing nodded, and he walked outside the formation.

As soon as Old Man Qing came out, he saw several men in black catching poisonous smoke from the fire. They kept using their internal force to pull the poisonous smoke into the formation.

The men in black were also clever. When they saw Old Man Qing coming out of the formation, they immediately shouted: "No, someone has come out of the formation. Oh, it's Old Man Qing."

The man in black hurriedly flew back behind. Old Man Qing was a level eight martial arts master, and they were no match for Old Man Qing at all.

Old Man Qing hurriedly rushed towards the man in black, "Sheep." Old Man Qing hit three palms in a row, and three strong winds shot towards the three men in black behind.

Seeing that there was no way to avoid the attack of Old Man Qing, the three men in black had to turn around and fist to greet him. Facing the attack of the eighth-level master, they went all out.

"Boom boom boom"

The man in black was beaten by Old Man Qing and flew out. However, Old Man Qing did not pursue the victory. He was waiting for Mo Zhitao and others to come out.

When Mo Zhitao saw Old Man Qing rushing out to fight the enemy, he also rushed out with everyone.

When everyone rushed outside, the fresh air made everyone feel a little clearer.

"Hahaha, Mo Zhitao, aren't you entering the formation? Why did you run out?" When Master Poison saw Mo Zhitao and the others rushing out, he couldn't help but smile proudly.

"Mr. Poison, don't laugh so happily. If you want to kill us, you will also have to pay the price." Mo Zhitao said.

The Du Young Master said, "I will deal with Mo Zhitao. He is very cunning. After you kill the others, come and help me."

"Yes, young master." The masters of Poison River Valley responded one after another.

They also felt that Mo Zhitao was difficult to deal with. Although his martial arts were not level 8, he was strong enough to compete with the early level 8 master. Especially the level 8 master who was plotted by Mo Zhitao was even more angry. At that time, Mo Zhitao said that the hidden weapon he shot was poisonous, which made him use his skills and breathing next to him to check, and finally found that it was just an ordinary needle.

However, he was very curious about why the needle suddenly became bigger and shot a hole in his body. He must avenge this revenge and kill Mo Zhitao.

Mr. Poison slowly walked towards Mo Zhitao, and the other enemies surrounded Mu Ming and the others.

Mo Zhitao said helplessly: "Brothers, if you can escape, run away. Don't stay here. If you have the ability, you will seek revenge on the Poison River Valley."

After saying that, Mo Zhitao deliberately glanced at Yu Meijing, and he thought that she would leave first.

But Yu Meijing just glanced at Mo Zhitao affectionately, then shook her head and said, "Zhitao, if we are going to die, we will die together, I will not escape by myself."

"Yes, boss, if we can't walk together, then we will die together." The young man Hua over there also shouted.

The Du Shao glanced at Ji Ruixiang, "You are not from the Yin-Yang Sect, which sect are you from?"

"Do you care about me?" Ji Ruixiang said disapprovingly.

"Hmph, after you die, we will check your origin and see if your master can escape." A man in black stared at Ji Ruixiang.

Ji Ruixiang's martial arts skills are only level 6, and his master must be less powerful. What surprised them the most was that Miaomiao was only in his teens and had reached level 7 in his martial arts skills. They didn't know what Miaomiao came from.

"You go, the matter here has nothing to do with you." Mo Zhitao looked at Ji Ruixiang and said.

"Mo Zhitao, please worry about me." Ji Ruixiang gave Mo Zhitao a look in anger. It's this time, he is still so long-winded. Yu Meijing can die with him. Is her Ji Ruixiang that bad?

Du Shao looked at Ji Ruixiang and Yu Meijing in a daze, and then said to his subordinates: "If you are a beauty, you can stop killing me, just use my martial arts. I will enjoy it when the time comes."

"Hahaha, young master, we know how to do it." The people from the Poison River Valley laughed, "When we give them some aphrodisiacs, they will definitely serve the young master."

"Mo Zhitao, take your life." The poisonous young master moved suddenly, and his body shot towards Mo Zhitao like an arrow that had taken off the string.

"Damn it, play sneak attack." Mo Zhitao sneered, and the Yin-Yang and Five Elements Needles on his body shot towards Du Shao. At this time, Mo Zhitao no longer hid his secret weapon.

"Dangdangdang." The Du Shao knocked away the Five Elements Needle with one palm, but the Five Elements Needle was spinning back and continued to shoot at the Du Shao.

"Ma, what kind of hidden weapon is this? So strange?" The poisonous young master screamed in surprise. He attacked Mo Zhitao with one hand and knocked away the Five Elements Needle with the other.

But the Five Elements Needles were controlled by Mo Zhitao's thoughts. Even if they were knocked away, they still chased the Poison Shou to attack, making the Poison Shou unable to adapt for a while and was a little busy.

"Yinyang Dragon" Mo Zhitao screamed, and two Yinyang Dragons popped out of his palms.

Two Yin and Yang dragons more than seven meters long roared in the air and then rushed towards the Poison Young Master.

The Du Young Master's eyes shrank slightly. He didn't expect that Mo Zhitao was so seriously injured just now, but he is still so fierce now. He is a master in the early stage of level 8. Can't he kill Mo Zhitao?

The more Du Shao thought about it, the more angry he became. Not only did he not kill Mo Zhitao just now, he was also injured by Mo Zhitao. He must kill Mo Zhitao this time.

So, Du Shao roared angrily, waved his palm hard, and a powerful air blade rushed towards Mo Zhitao. The air blade seemed to have no sound, but it made people feel scared.

The air blade attacked Mo Zhitao. Mo Zhitao felt that the air in front was compressed to suffocate. He knew that the Du Shao used all his strength to take his life.

Suddenly, Mo Zhitao smelled a strange smell, and he shouted, "My poison, do you use poison?" Then Mo Zhitao shouted to Lin Zhenqiang and the others: "Everyone is careful that the enemy uses poison."

"Hahaha." The poisonous young master laughed wildly, "Mo Zhitao, what we are best at Poison River Valley is poison, not martial arts. Your people will definitely not be able to escape."

The poisonous young master thought he had already cast poison on Mo Zhitao, and Mo Zhitao would definitely be poisoned and fell to the ground.

But Mo Zhitao just blocked the attack of Du Shao and did not fall to the ground.

It was a time to say that, and then a few cold lights suddenly shot out from the dragon shadow that was broken by the Poison Young Master, and they shot towards the Poison Young Master one after another.

"Damn, Mo Zhitao, what kind of ghost hidden weapon are you using? Why are you attacking me without dispersing?" The Du Shao angrily shot out the Yin-Yang Five Elements Needle, but the Yin-Yang Five Elements Needle flew back to attack him.

"Hehehe, this is a hidden weapon that is specifically designed to kill you." Mo Zhitao smiled sinisterly.

The eighth-level master on the right is very knowledgeable. He looked at Mo Zhitao's Yin-Yang and Five Elements Needles for a while, and then shouted, "Young Master, that may be flying tools. They can attack others with the master's intentions. No wonder they can become bigger and smaller. You have to be careful."

"Flying weapon?" The Du Shao's eyes showed fanaticism. Mo Zhitao had so many good things on his body, first with a thousand-year soft armor, and then with a flying weapon.

It is said that after the owner of the flying tool died, whoever grabs the flying tool and then asks the flying tool to recognize the owner will belong to whom the flying tool. Thinking of this, Du Shao excitedly shouted to the level 8 master: "Great Elder, come and help me kill Mo Zhitao, I want that flying tool."

After the fight just now, the Poison Young Master found that he could not kill Mo Zhitao for a while. Instead, Mo Zhitao's five flying weapons kept secretly attacking him, and he would be injured if he was not careful.

The flying weapon suddenly became bigger and shot into his body, and directly shot a hole in his body. If this continues, he will not be able to stand it.

"Yes." The eighth-level master stopped chasing Lin Zhenqiang and the others, so he flew towards this side. Anyway, some of Mo Zhitao's subordinates had already fallen to the ground, and some of them could hardly hold on. It won't take long for them to get rid of these people.

The eighth-level master flew behind Mo Zhitao, and he stared at Mo Zhitao tightly. He was very surprised by Mo Zhitao's strength.

Mo Zhitao's ability to ask the Poison Young Master of Level 8 martial arts for help shows Mo Zhitao's ability. It seems that although Mo Zhitao's strength is not as strong as level 8, his combat power is above level 8.
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