unscrupulous angel

The screams suddenly sounded one after another.

Mo Wu couldn't help being slightly taken aback, and then flew into a rage: "Ming Dao, you are too despicable!"

It turned out that the real target of Ming Dao's spiritual explosion just now was not him at all, but the demon clansmen who were fighting against the Shadow Clan and the Ming Clan at the foot of the mountain.

"Haha, what is despicable? It's a means!" Ming Dao laughed loudly, looking at Mo Wu who was about to go berserk, he was in a very happy mood.

He knew that it was impossible to attack the Mozu people directly, and Mowu was not a fool, so naturally he would not give him a chance to do that.

So, he played a trick.

A move of Spirit Explosion seems to be attacking Mowu, but in fact it uses Mowu's attack to disperse and shatter the Spirit Explosion. At the same time, it changes the attack direction and kills the Mowu people!

No matter how strong Mo Wu is, he is only one person.

As long as the other demon clansmen present are killed, then he will definitely die!

"Ming Dao, take your life!" Mo Wu was really angry, and Ling Bao used his power to attack the demon clansmen, directly killing dozens of demon clansmen.How could he not be angry when he used his hand to kill his people?

What's more, he also clearly knew that if he was left alone, he would definitely die in the face of crowd tactics.

"Want my life? I think you should stop thinking about it." Ming Dao sneered again and again. In his eyes, Mo Wu was no different from a dead person.

"Motian Fist!" Under the rage, Mo Wu was too lazy to talk nonsense with Ming Dao, and naturally a shell fired from his body rushed towards Ming Dao. At the same time, bursts of devilish energy condensed on the clenched right fist , With one punch, the sky and the earth changed color, the soaring magic energy turned into a black magic flame, and turned into a black beam of light to attack the dark sword!

Ming Dao's complexion suddenly changed, and he quickly retreated thousands of meters, holding the staff tightly with both hands, muttering to himself: "Damn Mowu, you even learned the Motian Fist of the Mozu. Fortunately, there is an answer this time." Nanhai joins hands with me, otherwise, let alone gaining the fruit of the Heavenly Dao, I am afraid that my life will be accounted for here."

Demon Sky Fist, the supreme skill of the demon race.

One punch out, heaven and earth!

"Lingmingjing!" Exhaled forcefully, the aura of the dark knife reached its peak in an instant, the staff waved, and a shield completely condensed by the power of the soul appeared in front of him.

The Motian Fist is really too domineering, attacking against attacking, but with his strength, he can't resolve it at all.

Defense, at this time all he can do is to do his best to defend!

However, the moment Mowu used Motian Fist, Ying Nanhai struck again.I saw him appearing in front of Mo Wu out of nowhere, he smiled coldly and said: "Your speed is still too slow!"

The dagger in his hand stabbed at Mowu's chest as if tearing through the space. The terrifying speed and powerful violence all foreshadowed the power of this blow.

Poof~!

Mowu was attacked by Ying Nanhai suddenly, even with his super strong defense power, he still vomited blood and flew out from the beating. He felt as if his body was about to burst, which was extremely uncomfortable.

At the same time, Motian Fist also slammed heavily on the spirit mirror released by Ming Dao.

Boom~!

The explosion sounded.

The Lingming mirror shattered at the sound, and the dark knife flew out like a magic weapon, vomiting blood and flying upside down, and the blood in the body surged, obviously also suffered serious injuries.

"Haha, good, good, good, it's really great, it feels so good to reap the benefits of a fisherman!" Ying Nanhai smiled like a chrysanthemum or a flower on his old face, and his mood couldn't be better.