Chapter 317 Master

Mo Beichou returned and killed, blood-stained in red and white robes, the momentum of not being angry and arrogant, and the faint sneer all brought the invisible pressure of ghosts led by Head C that they could be crushed to pieces. This is Mo Beichou, the head of Tianshu Nanyuan, one of the twelve deacons of the Inscription Teachers Alliance, and the heavenly pride of a generation in the inscription teacher world. Although he was seriously injured, he still has the momentum to be proud of the ghosts.

Chou couldn't help but want to be cowardly. It may be a good choice to escape. No matter how powerful and fierce Mo Beichou is, there are so many blood knives and ghost wounds on his body that he is afraid that he can't be able to pursue himself. Chou immediately thought of the ruthless punishment of the fugitives of the sect, which was only a more unbearable punishment than death. The current situation could make Chou have few ways to choose. He had to rush to kill Mo Beishou, or he would not be killed, or he would flee to accept the punishment of the sect. Or escape from the sight of the Ninja Hall. Although it is difficult, it is not a last resort, but you have to hide in panic all your life. What's the difference from death?

Let's fight to the death. First of all, C subconsciously retreated a few steps and raised his hand. The remaining ten ghost masters arrayed in front of him, blocking the direction of Mo Beichou's progress.

The remaining seven or eight ghost warriors could not form a bloody sword array and became the end of a strong crossbow, but their fearless nature made them not retreat at all. They howled and rushed up again, followed by three iron puppets.

Mo Beichou rushed forward, patted his left palm, and banged a ghost warrior who sprayed blood down the hillside and fell to death. The rest of the ghost warriors rushed up. Mo Beichou suddenly crushed an eight-grade inscription scroll, and the water arrows surged into the sky within two feet. In an instant, it condensed into more than 100 ice guns, and the spirit was as excited, like a forest. The ice gun saved stabs, and the ghost warrior waved his knife to block or dodge. Mo Beichou stimulated his mind. More ice guns flew one after a turn, and finally killed the remaining ghost warriors in front of the battle, clean.

Mo Beichou consumed a lot, and the light of the light wings behind him gradually faded. In the end, he couldn't see it. His pace was heavy, but his momentum did not decrease, and his low voice did not tremble at all. "Come and fight."

Chou shouted, "Mo Beichou, an eight-grade inscription master has even sacrificed the inscription scroll, which means that you have come to the end of the crossbow. Why don't you capture it? I promise to give you a pleasure!"

"I will give you a good time now." Mo Beichou said in a low voice. The antler light sword in his palm suddenly stabbed forward, and a long light blade suddenly flew out, shooting straight at the half-faced skeleton and half-faced plump Bing's head, flying several feet away. Suddenly, his back strength was insufficient, and it shattered in mid-air with a bang, turning into countless light spots to fly away.

Chou laughed and said, "You are still stubborn. Give it to me. Whoever kills Mo Beicou, the position of the second part of Part C is who."

There are many precedents of the ghost cultivation of the night ninja hall that respects the strong, and those who can resist the leader as the upper position. Therefore, as soon as they heard the temptation of C, they all cheered up to attack Mo Beichou. The real second part of C screamed bitterly and killed his body out. He secretly said in his heart that if he couldn't kill Mo Beichou today, he was not only not in the position of the second part of C, but also afraid that he would lose his life.

Three huge humanoid iron puppets stood tacitly in a fan shape and copied from Mo Beichou's bread. There were eleven ghost masters and three iron puppets similar to hills. Mo Beichou's wounds and thoughts were not strong. The ending of this decisive battle was uncertain. Yun Zheng's heart was almost hanging up, concentrating on the war situation, raising his left arm and ready to take action at any time. Although his cultivation cannot be compared with Mo Beichou, the result of a battle sometimes depends on extremely subtle links. Yun Zheng is confident that as long as he takes action, he can always win enough time and space for Mo Beichou.

Seeing that Yun Zheng was ready to take action, the little goblin Goya looked a little nervous. Obviously, he had begun to pinch the formula in his hand, but he deliberately laughed. It was agreed that I can't help anything. Don't count on me.

At this time, Mo Beichou fought with the ghosts of the C Department again. His body, who seemed to have exhausted his mind, showed an extremely sharp momentum. The halo on the surface of the strange-shaped non-knife and sword-like weapon like a antlers faded, but revealed a cold murderous atmosphere. Mo Beishou's white robe looked like a broken one. Like fishing nets, the scales lined with shells instead flashed dazzling silver light.

This kind of sharpness can only be inadvertently revealed by the kind of martial arts master who has been killing for a long time, and it must be the kind of decisive person who specializes in the power of gold and evil spirits. After exhausting his mind, Mo Beicou, who attacked again after exhausting his mind, his temperament was cold and handsome in an instant, and the old handsome man at this age was also determined to be killed. It's not small. Why didn't the little goblin Goya clap his hands and cheer immediately? Oh, he's so handsome and handsome, sir, I'll compare you.

Yun Zheng raised his left arm and put it down again and said angrily. After a while, he was beaten into a pig's head, and he would be more handsome.

Yun Zheng's left arm's hanging heart was also relieved, because Yun Zheng understood that there was no need to worry. The sharpness revealed by Mo Beichou just now also exposed the details of his high-level martial arts practitioners. How could the master of Mingwu double cultivation be stopped by this small difficulty in front of him?

Mo Beichou rushed forward, and the murderous spirit in his eyes was chilling. The ghost of the thirteen of Part C rushing on the opposite side was a century-old dead demon with a dead bone war demon. The two bone claws poked forward, and the ten fingers were caught at the head. The evil spirit condensed by ten ghosts roared through the air and shot in an instant. Mo Beichou did not dodge, allowing ten wisp of ghosts to penetrate the body. After that, his body approached the thirteenth of Part C, and "poof" a knife and split the thirteenth part of Part C obliquely into two halves. Mo Beichou's left palm immediately took a picture of it. A scroll of fire inscriptions exploded in the brain of Part C thirteen, and the flames burned, connecting the body, ghosts and ghosts and possessed evil spirits of Part 13 of Part C.

The practitioners who play with the power of mind, whether it is the inscription master and say that ghost teachers and demons, are relatively weak before their cultivation reaches the realm of eclipse. If they are approached by martial arts practitioners, let alone by martial artists with such a strong cultivation, it is simply a disaster.

The realm of the ghost masters of the C department was obviously still early before they were fascinated. Before they could escape to escape to a safe place, they were suddenly approached by Mo Beichou. The strange weapons in his palm were chopped and poked. In an instant, there were eight, nine and six people of the C departments of C who died under his fierce attack.

Mo Beichou waved his legs and kicked it horizontally, swept an iron puppet who had just rushed behind him to the ground, and his arm fell fiercely. The antler knife suddenly stabbed into the eye socket of the iron puppet. With a "poof", the ghost cultivation blood hidden in it shot out along the eye socket. The iron puppet also rolled down the hillside and hit the snow heavily in the snow, motionless .

Another iron puppet rushed over, and his huge arm slammed down Mo Beichou's head. Mo Beichou punched a blow with the iron puppet, which was as harsh as a gold-iron collision. Mo Beichou retreated two steps, but the iron puppet fell down the snow slope and was busy tearing the next iron in Mo Beichou. When the puppet fell on the slope, the iron puppet that fell on the snow slope turned over and climbed up and ran out of the valley in a hurry. He had just turned a big tree that could only be held by several people. A thin and tall black figure stood behind the tree, with a bald black robe and blood was indoctrinated. The aura was so powerful that it exploded. The thin man's hand rose and fell, and the blood knife with a narrow knife with a narrow knife body was easily from the iron puppet. The top of the puppet's head fell, and the iron puppet and the ghost in the puppet did two paragraphs at the same time. He also said gloomyly that the escapees in the battle will be killed without mercy!

The tall thin man occupies a huge tree in front of the snow ridge, which can be said to be extremely hidden, so that except for the ghost who had just been cut down by him, no one else found this cruel man hiding in the shadows.

Mo Beichou demolished the last iron puppet, which was just a few breathing things, ignoring the ghost spirit that had been hit on his body one after another. The antler knife had pointed to the throat of C's head, and the momentum was strong and domineering, which made the remaining ghost master surprised that he was scared regardless of the ghost attack. He retreated quickly without waiting for the knife to come to his body. In an instant After becoming a bird and beast, he only left C's head alone in the present.

If there is no poison to attack the poison released by the ghost teacher, there is basically no solution. Therefore, the meaning of being attacked by a hundred ghost thoughts is the same as that of an attack. It's just the difference between dying early and dying late. This is also the courage of Mo Beichou to feed the tiger, collect all the ghost attacks that hit him, and solve the trouble in front of him with a round of quick knives. He didn't care about chasing and killing several escaped ghost masters, so his knife split to Chou.

Chou's body retreated rapidly, his hands were imprinted in front of his chest, and a dark shadow flew out of his eyebrows silently. It was a tall evil spirit with a rich half of the skeleton on half of his face. The ghost of Chou was called the evil spirit known as the withered demon. This evil spirit's left arm made the gun hold a string of soul bells in his right hand, and his right hand jingled. A group of black evil spirits gushed out and was soul-taking. His left arm was picked up to Mo Beichou. Mo Beichou's antler knife hit horizontally to block the bloodthirsty iron gun. The wound on his arm cracked, and blood gushed out, but it was swallowed up by the iron gun of the glorious and dead. A black After the lacquered long gun was full of blood, it suddenly became red. As soon as the soul bell rang, it was breathtaking, and Mo Bei's mind suddenly fainted.

C's head body flashed back a few feet, swept to the top of a huge ice block, and tried his best to fight against Mo Beichou. Mo Beichou bit the tip of his tongue and spewed out the blood containing his own cultivation as Zhenyuan. With a bang, he scattered the ghost inscription sealed on the soul bell, and then patted a knife to smash the soul bell.

The bloodthirsty demon stabbed with a dead demon. Mo Beichou tilted his body and let the magic gun pierce his body. He swept the dead demon out a few feet away, and then rushed to C's head with lightning speed. He cut it off with one knife, and C's head was split into two sections. Mo Beichou suppressed the severe pain and urged Jin Shawu's martial power. He patted his left palm and smashed C's head to pieces with a bang. The possessed evil spirit immediately turned into black smoke to escape. Mo Beichou broke an eight-grade flame scroll and melted the body of the evil spirit with C's head to ashes.