Chapter 24 Very unpleasant, it's cool

Haotian looked at countless swords falling from the air and completely enveloped himself in the sharp knife light, and couldn't help tightening his heart. However, he was also a person who had experienced life and death several times. He was not panicked. He suddenly squatted down and leaned against Moro's arms. His arm bent, and his fist peak turned into an elbow and hit Moro's abdomen.

Bum!

Moro was attacked on his stomach with an elbow, and the heavy pain made him scream, and his body retreated a few steps back.

Haotian immediately waved his unicorn arm, stepped forward, and punched out after the victory. Moro's eyes blossomed directly, and he saw a golden fist quickly enlarged in his eyes, instinctively crossing the sword in his chest.

Bang!

Hao Tianyi punched on the surface of the sword, and the strong shock power suddenly bombarded Moro and flew out.

"Uncle, how are you?"

The group of five-level and six-level warriors, one of whom had a face similar to Moro, ran forward and helped Moro up. The other three soldiers looked at Haotian cautiously and were always guarding against him.

Looking at the blonde warrior and the short warrior, the two still stood still. In addition to looking at Haotian with anger, looking at Moro showed a trace of sarcasm.

The two fought in an instant. Whether it is Haotian like Moro, it is extremely dangerous. If they don't take advantage of it, they will die on the spot.

If Haotian hadn't been killing Warcraft in this month, and was in danger of life all the time, practicing the courage to surpass ordinary people and calm reaction methods, maybe he and Moro would have a half chance of winning, and even lose a chance.

In Moro's fierce knife, his reaction was a little slower, and he returned to the embrace of death.

Moro spit out heavily and was punched by Haotian in the chest, so he breathed out together. He looked at Haotian, raised his eyebrows slightly, and then relaxed.

"You go!" He said coldly.

"Ah..."

Several companions beside Moro were stunned and looked at him doubtfully.

Don't fight? How is that possible?

Haotian did not show joy because of his words, but his eyes were more sharp. Stop me here as a fat sheep. If you can't beat him, you want to run, but there is no door.

He knows very well how violent his unicorn arm is. Not only has it increased ten times the strength, but at the same time, the star power that is more fierce than the fighting force has been sent into Moro's abdomen through the elbow just now. Thinking about it, Moro's abdomen should be painful at this time.

"If it hurts, just call it out. Don't put up with it. No one will laugh at you." The corners of Haotian's lips slightly raised an arc, revealing a mocking smile. Then, his face changed in vain, and he snorted coldly and said, "But it's impossible not to fight. Even if I don't kill you today, I will let you crawl back."

"Don't bully people too much." Moro's eyes condensed and glowed a fierce light. Haotian's words are completely a kind of sarcasm, and anyone who hears it will feel uncomfortable. However, if he is not greedy and wants to block the way and rob, how can Haotian laugh at him?

A powerful eight-level warrior is very famous in the mainland of Qiyuan. It is difficult not to be angry if he is so despised.

The young man holding Moro's eyes turned around, approached Moro's ear, and whispered, "Uncle, Brother Peng and I watched the two Golden Retrievers. You and Philip went together. When you kill this boy, and then shut the two Golden Retris in turn, no one I know this."

The young man is very clear about Moro's mind. He knows that he can't beat Haotian, and he is worried that there are two outsiders beside him. If they beat Haotian in a group, if the two people take the opportunity to escape, they will definitely spread today's incident. At that time, Moro's reputation will be ruined, so he wants to give up*. After Haotian left, he killed the two golden retrievers with his backhand.

When Moro heard this, his hand holding the sword suddenly tightened, and his eyes contracted slightly. The warrior has the pride of a warrior. An eighth-level soldier has lost face to block the road. If he besiege a five-level warrior with two sixth-level soldiers, his heart is really like a fish bone, which is very painful.

"If I hadn't owed a huge debt and misappropriated the family's public funds, I would have needed a sum of money to fill it... Why should I do such an intrusive thing as blocking the way and robbing?" Moro's heart was very bitter, and the stick stood up and nodded gently.

Since Haotian didn't want to let him go, he had no way out. Only by killing Haotian and killing the golden retriever can he keep his reputation.

Moro wink at his accomplices, the two powerful young men of the six-level warriors. The two obviously followed Moro for a long time, instantly understanding what he meant in his eyes and nodded slightly.

"Since you want to fight, come on!" Moro straightened his chest, held the giant sword tightly in his hands, and said coldly, "I have only used this move twice in 20 years, and this is the third time."

Moro took three steps forward, and the sword was slowly raised. A strong sense of war slowly gushed out of his body and poured into the sword.

The high sword seemed to turn into a Thor hammer at this moment, and a trace of thunder and lightning appeared in the light of the knife. The surrounding air, centered on the sword, began to spiral and roar.

"Hell's Seven Kills - Thunder Kills!"

Moro shouted violently, his feet shook the ground, his body jumped in vain, the thunder surged, the knife flashed, and a strong knife quickly split into Haotian.

This move was completely locked in the surrounding space. There is no possibility of dodging, only fighting, or falling directly under the sword.

"It seems that it is time to change the original intention..."

Haotian's body is still, and his eyes are condensing. The first move made by Moro is unmatched in speed, but what he is not afraid of is speed, and he can completely avoid it. The second move is continuous knife strength. He still can overcome it. However, this third move shows a kind of power to move forward bravely and vow to split heaven and earth in half.

His flawless warrior's heart actually trembled slightly at this moment.

is not a panic, but a uncertainty about whether this move can be prevented.

However, after a month of killing in the sunset mountains and several times of life and death, he will instantly make up for the cracked warrior's heart, which is as perfect as fine steel.

"Good luck!"

Haotian instantly took out the golden heavy sword from the crystal beads of space, and the sword was like a mountain, and a strong star power gushed out of his feet. He jumped up and cut out the huge power of the heavy sword shaking the mountain.

Wow!!!

Spike the air and roar!

The silver star power passed through the golden heavy sword and poured into the giant sword through the blade. And the thunder and lightning on the sword also emerged from the light of the knife and passed into the golden epee.

Boom!

A sword and a knife collided in the air, and there was a thunderous sound. The silver air wave rolled out and shot at the eight wildernesses on all sides. Inside, there is a trace of golden silk thread and lightning of twinkling stars.

Haotian and Moro, after the sword collided, were pushed back by this strong force.

"Puff!" Poo!"

The two fell to the ground almost at the same time. Moro's face turned red, opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned pale in an instant.

Haotian stroked his chest, gasped slightly, and then exhaled a breath, and a trace of blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.

Boo were injured.

"I admire it!" Haotian slowly stood up, and Jin Tan stationed with a heavy sword, looking at Moro lying on the ground and raising a thumb.

If the wind is as light as the wind and the rain is as close as rain, then the thunder is as fierce as thunder.

"Uncle, how are you?" The five-level warrior with a three-point similar appearance to Moro shouted with concern.

"I'm fine." Moro slightly propped up his upper body and half lay down and wink at the two six-level soldiers.

He knew very well that the power of his thunder chopping was extremely powerful, which was the strongest combat skill created by his cousin. Even if Haotian suffered a lighter injury than himself, it was never easy. At this time, two six-level soldiers can definitely kill Haotian.

Two six-level soldiers received Moro's wink, and immediately pulled out their heavy swords on their backs and surrounded Haotian. In their eyes, there was a murderous atmosphere.

However, Haotian's injury is far from as serious as Moro estimated. He was just shocked by the star force and hurt his heart a little. After a short break, it is basically fine.

"With you two six-level warriors, you also want to kill me."

He snorted coldly and stepped forward. The golden heavy sword waved in vain, and a foot-long light silver star shot from the tip of the sword and quickly swept the young man with a scar on his left face. Then, without any pause, he immediately turned around, raised his sword, and quickly waved to the young man on the right.

Puff!

Two clear sounds sounded from the two six-level warriors. For a moment, the upper body of the scarred young man on the left side suddenly fell. The one on the right suddenly splits into two from the top of the head to **.

Blood and flower intestines are sprinkled all over the ground.

The two six-level warriors were so simple and had no fight at all. They were split in half by Haotian's sword.

Moro, who was half lying on the ground, was dumbfounded. His nephew was stunned, and the golden retriever and the dwarf widened their eyes...

Although the sixth-level warrior is much weaker than the eighth-level warrior, there is no problem with a few moves, not to mention that Haotian has been injured. However, in front of us, two quite powerful six-level warriors were killed by a sword and died at all.

"Damn! It's too strong!"

Golden Retris opened his mouth wide, squeaked a few times, and let out an inconcerable shout.

At this moment, he forgot that his eldest brother died at the hands of Haotian and that he was threatened and robbed by Moro. The expression on his face told everyone present that he admired Haotian very much.

Haotian did not hesitate at all. He was silent and stepped forward a few steps. His face turned paler. A frightened Moro appeared in his eyes and he waved his sword to his neck.

A one-eyed head rolled on the ground several times.

The eighth-level warrior, Moro, fell into his greed like this.

"Uncle..." Moro's nephew saw that his cousin was killed by Haotian's sword and rushed up with a sad roar. Bang!" Haotian kicked him out directly.

The other five-level soldier showed fright, slowly retreated, and finally turned around and fled to the woods.

Haotian ignored the golden retriever and the dwarf. The golden sandalwood heavy sword wiped the blood stains on Moro's headless body, withdrew the space crystal beads, and then took it out from his body, found a space crystal ball, and put it into the space crystal beads together with the five-level fighter giant sword. He turned back to pick up the fine steel epee, tied it on his back, and stepped towards Go to Leigang Town.

"My father will not let you go. He will definitely kill you..."

Behind the scenes, the roar of the five-level warrior came.