Chapter 221 Don't Worry about Wolves

"Don't worry about the wolf?" Yin Lihua's face was full of shock, and he didn't feel a little shaking all over his body. It is normal for him to behave like this. In the ancient battlefield, the most terrible enemy of the Sichuan horse organization was not demons, but these wild wolves. It is said that they are horrible not because of their strength, but because their methods are very vicious. It is said that as long as the people organized by Chuanma come into the hands of the wolf group, they will definitely die without burial.

Don't worry about hating the Sichuan horse organization.

Mochou stared at Yin Lihua and observed carefully. He smiled and said, "Who do I think it is? It turned out to be Yin Lihua, the deputy captain of the first team of the Sichuan horse organization. Haha, I was lucky today. I didn't expect that in addition to killing all the fourth team, I could catch the core of the first team.

Mo Chou said while looking at Hong Feng's body, "Who killed Hong Feng?"

"Me!" Xu Ge's eyes seemed to shoot flames. Although he knew that the wolf group opposite was very strong, he still frankly said that he was bearing his own consequences.

"Haha, well, based on your courage, I'll let you go today." After saying that, the wild wolf Mochou looked at the other three, "But I'm afraid the other three can't escape to death."

Xu Ge was not happy because of Mochou's different eyes, but snorted coldly and said, "Although I know you are very strong, I'm not so fragile. I can leave this place under your favor."

Mocho smiled and said, "Okay, I'll give you another point for your courage. I can let go of these three people, but I can't let that short guy go. On the battlefield, he killed many of our brothers."

Yin Lihua is also an old world. He has already restrained his expression and adapted to the murderous atmosphere emanating from Mo Chou's body. He said, "Well, I'm afraid it's not that easy to kill me."

Don't worry sneered, "Really? I'll teach you the trick now."

Just as Mochou was about to do it, he found that Xu Ge flashed to his front. "Young man, you have given face. Don't know what's good or evil."

Xu Ge laughed and said, "I'm afraid the last thing I don't know in my life is good or good."

"Well, then I'm going to see if you have any good or evil strength now."

A silver light flashed, and the sword spirit overflowed. Countless bright lights dispelled all the illusions of the ancient battlefield, and the murderous spirit and evil spirit all bloomed from Mochou. Although he was only of medium height, under the cover of a powerful aura, Mochou seemed to have raised several feet and stood in front of Xu Ge like the strongest god of war in the world.

Mochou stood in front of Xu Ge, as steady and powerful as Mount Tai, and the sword in his hand was like a spiritual snake, like a sharp blade in all directions, constantly making Xu Ge fall into danger again and again.

Xu Ge did not react at all and had fallen into extreme danger. The sword spirit around him kept scratching his already tattered clothes. The opposite move seemed to be big open and closed, but it was very tricky, and it was brushed by Xu Ge's key countless times.

Zhao Min did not intervene, because no one can help in this level of battle. Mo Chou's control over the scene is too strong. At this moment, Xu Ge and Mo Chou seem to have disappeared from their six senses. They can only rely on their strong willpower to not miss every wonderful thing between Xu Ge and Mo Chou. Attack.

Laughing, Mochou dragged the silver sword and drew a horrible scar on Xu Ge's body again and said, "Little brother, except for Zhang Yi of the Chuanma organization, it's the first time I've met such a cool opponent. I want to know what your name is?"

Xu Ge gritted his teeth and said, "My name is Xu Ge." In the light of the sword like a rainstorm, he can still insist on speaking, which is already extraordinary. Mochou's face showed a faint smile, and the silver sword collided with the black blood spear once.

Xu Ge's two atmospheres did not have time to turn the true qi, and they have been split two or three feet away.

Xu Ge already knows Mo Chou. The main reason why he has no counterattack power under Mo Chou is not that Mo Chou's sword spirit is too domineering, but that Mo Chou's ability to control the battlefield is too strong.

Xu Ge seems to have been isolated from the original place by Mo Chou, and now he is in a lonely and closed space, and Mo Chou is the most powerful existence in this space.

"Sealing Space Art." Min Chan read it in his mouth. Although he did not know martial arts, he had a natural cognitive ability of magic. He could see that Mochou's sword spirit actually contained a wonderful space spell, which could integrate spells into martial arts, which was enough to see how horrible Mochou was.

Yin Lihua also showed a solemn look on his face. Just now, he was finally moved by the bloody sunshine on Xu Ge, a young man. If there are only 10,000 people in the world who can stand up just now, I'm afraid he is the only one.

Because he has just entered the early stage of mythology, Xu Ge has not been able to master this power well. In the continuous churning, some of the counterattacks made are also a little aggressive and unfamiliar.

But this is enough to shock Mochou, because in addition to the gifted magic power, there are two atmospheres that provide a continuous source of power for young people. Mochou felt a pressure from the inability to kill the young man easily.

Xu Ge has decided to take a risk. He shook the black blood spear in his hand, separated a fast and horrible sword light, and his whole body danced irregularly in the air like a willow catkins. There was also a sound of explosion in the wind, and the black blood spear penetrated the defense under the light of the triple sword and came to Mochou's chest.

"Good!" Mochou applauded Xu Ge's move, but the silver sword was like a moonlight, cold and arrogant. At the moment when Xu Ge's spear was in close contact with his body, he seemed to disappear, leaving only a silver light sword and collided with Xu Ge heavily.

"Puff!" Xu Ge's mouth suddenly spit out a lot of blood. The force just now was so deep, too powerful and too horrible that made him take a few steps on the ground.

However, Mochou was not feeling well. The hard struggle just now really made his body surge. For a moment, he was paralyzed, and it was not easy to chase again.

"Xu Ge, I admire you." Mochou's face restrained the look of pride just now. On the contrary, it was replaced by a calm killing, which, in combination with the original momentum, became quite horrible.

The silver sword shines again, which is more dignified and bloody than the murderous atmosphere just now. The sword is faster than the sword light, and it reaches Xu Ge's neck in an instant.

Xu Ge's ultra-long performance and many years of close hand-to-hand combat with Shui Yun made him amazing**. However, the silver sword still made a deep blood stain on Xu Ge's neck.

Mochou's face showed a stunned look. He was confident that even the peak of myth could not escape this sword, and the red-skinned young man in front of him really dodged.

In terms of the realm, Mo Chou is definitely not a master of mythology, but in terms of the subtlety of swordsmanship, I'm afraid that no one can beat him in today's ancient battlefields. Even Zhang Yi, the first elder of the Sichuan horse organization, can only draw with all kinds of wonderful means. This is also an important reason why the wolf group has been able to take root in the ancient battlefield for so many years. Here, without strong strength, everything is false. Only with strong strength can we earn a chance to survive in this world of the jungle.

What surprised Mochou more was that Xu Ge seemed to have only rested for two breaths. Just when the churning qi and blood on his body was suppressed, Xu Ge began to move.

As usual, even if Xu Ge struggled with scars all over his body, he would vow to fight back to the death. The strong wind set off, and the sense of control of Zhiwei surrounded Mochou's two seemingly subtle but actually powerful storm forces.

Gazi, the powerful force was directly on Mochou's silver sword, smashing a gorgeous spark. He was forced to take a few steps back. Under the attention of the mythical power, Xu Ge's black-blooded spear began to change its shape in a strange way, like a long curved and resilient black whip, which instantly hit the silver sword.

What a shame and what a realistic fact that Mochou was forced to retreat two steps in a row!