"Boom." Qingling gritted her teeth and stood there tightly, trying her best to block Mo Huasong's attack.

Qing Ling suppressed Mo Huasong's attack, but his whole body sank into the ground.

The ground is made of solid bluestone. Even if it is struck with a palm, it will not be damaged unless it is a strong person.

But just like this, the bluestone broke open directly, and Qingling sank into it for more than one meter, with only the upper half of her body exposed.

Qing Ling was so embarrassed at this moment that even he didn't expect it to be like this.

Strong, Mo Batian is too strong, he can't resist it.

Qingling could no longer care about her own face and hurriedly shouted outside: "Come over and help me quickly. If you don't come to save me, I will be dead."

Following Qing Ling's call, many masters flew over here.

But how could Mo Huasong let Qing Ling go? With a flash of white light, the sword spirit shot into his body and then exploded.

"Ah." Qingling screamed, and then fell down softly.

At this time, he could no longer resist and had no choice but to let Mo Huasong kill him.

Those Nascent Soul masters flew over, and Mo Huasong immediately took out a fifth-grade attack talisman and threw it over.

"Ah, no." When those enemies saw the fifth-grade attack talisman, they were frightened and hurriedly turned around and flew back.

But how could they escape? In just an instant, they were killed by the runes.

In one moment, Mo Huasong killed more than a dozen Nascent Soul masters.

"Master, let's go to the king's side." Yi'er suddenly appeared in front of Mo Huasong.

Mo Huasong nodded and said, "Okay, let's kill him. We can't let him go."

With Liu Lanxi's help, Mo Huasong was secretly relieved and thought of rushing over and killing the opponent.

In this case, how could Mo Huasong let the king go? "Lan Xi, you are in charge here, I will kill the king."

"Okay." Liu Lanxi nodded, turned around and headed over there to kill.

Since Liu Lanxi and the others have many attack symbols, which ones can the enemies resist?

They saw enemies falling over there one after another, and they were frightened.

And Liu Lanxi also took out the fifth-grade attack talisman, specifically looking for those Nascent Soul masters to attack.

It can be said that those masters of Nascent Soul strength are complaining incessantly. They did not expect that this would be the case.

If this continues, they will definitely be killed. Therefore, they can't care so much, so they might as well escape as soon as possible.

The Eighth Prince became more and more excited when he saw that their side had the upper hand. "Hahaha, it's so cool. No one can compare to us. We are about to win. Brothers, everyone rush forward."

When the Eighth Prince's men saw that they were about to win, they were naturally happy, and they all rushed forward as if they had been given blood.

When the king saw Mo Huasong coming to kill him, he was so frightened that he shouted: "You guys come back quickly, we will retreat to the palace first."

You must know that there are many mechanisms in the palace. Mo Batian and others are not the ones who can kill him if they want to.

But how could Mo Huasong let them escape? In just an instant, Mo Huasong and the others were in front.

But Yi'er felt like she was in a deserted place, and all the enemies who tried to stop her were killed by her.

That dagger is very scary. Just a slight move can kill someone.

At this time, a black shadow flew towards this side and went straight to Mo Huasong's face.

Mo Huasong was shocked when he saw the opponent's attack. The strength of that person's attack was still higher than Qingling's.

When Mo Huasong fought against Qing Ling just now, he borrowed the power of the sword spirit to kill Qing Ling.

And this dark shadow is terrifyingly powerful.

"boom."

Mo Huasong and the opponent attacked together, and the powerful force made Mo Huasong take three steps back, while the opponent took one step back.

"Mo Batian, are you so strong?" The black shadow said coldly.

"Devil Sword, don't talk to Mo Batian anymore, kill him." The king shouted loudly when he saw the black shadow taking action.

The eighth prince over there was shocked when he heard what the king said, and hurriedly shouted: "What, he is the magic sword?"

At this time, the dark figure appeared, a dark and thin old man, who looked very inconspicuous.

"King, do you know what the price is for asking me to take action?" Demon Knife asked coldly.

"I know, I don't care about so much now. You kill Mo Batian and the others, and I will give you those resources." The king cried out distressedly.

Those resources are very precious. If they were given the magic knife, their country would be set back ten years in the future.

In the past ten years, they have become even more impressive.

But there is no way. If he doesn't ask the magic knife to take action, they will be doomed.

"Okay, it's settled." Demonic Sword smiled proudly.

I saw him walking towards Mo Huasong: "Mo Batian, you are no match for me, you should just surrender and capture me."

Mo Huasong sneered: "Really? Come on then, let me see if you have this ability."

After saying that, Mo Huasong rushed towards the magic knife.

Mo Huasong saw that the magic knife was not using a weapon, so he did not use it. Instead, he directly attacked the opponent with his fists.

"Boom boom boom."

Those attacks were so terrifying that Mo Huasong was constantly repelled.

Under this situation, Demon Sword became more and more proud: "Hahaha, Mo Batian, have you seen my strength now? How about you, can you still be awesome?"

At this time, Mo Huasong had been attacked and shed a lot of blood, but he still had a smile on his face. "It's really refreshing. I haven't found this feeling of fighting for a long time. Thank you, Magic Knife."

Mo Huasong's current strength is level eight and level nine, and he is about to break through.

But it is not easy to break through to rank nine, and it requires an opportunity.

Now this magic knife is fighting with Mo Huasong, and it just serves as his whetstone.

In this case, how could Mo Huasong let it go?

"Kill." Mo Huasong yelled and continued to rush towards the magic knife.

Yi'er and the others felt very sad when they saw Mo Huasong's bloody scene.

But there was no way, Mo Huasong told them not to take action, he wanted to break through.

So, after Mo Huasong fought desperately with the magic knife, his strength increased rapidly.

Mo Huasong is also a person who has consumed a lot of resources. He is about to fight like this to refine all the medicine in his body.

Mo Huasong was seen taking another handful of pills, and then attacking the magic knife.

Demon Sword saw that Mo Huasong, who was almost dying of injuries, was still attacking him, and couldn't help but frown secretly.

How could this be? Why is Mo Batian not dead yet? How can he still attack me?

However, the Demon Sword is not worried. As long as he attacks a few more times, Mo Batian will definitely be finished.

Hahaha, Mo Batian, I am already at the late stage of Nascent Soul, how can someone with your strength be able to resist?
Chapter completed!