Restricted area grave keeper

Chapter 397
Mo Xian was forced back by the sudden slash of the knife.

This battle space was much more stable than she had imagined, and it even surprised her—if it was fighting outside, I'm afraid that the whole Wuzhongpo would have been completely reduced to ruins at this moment, but they had been fighting for so long, and they couldn't even fight. The floors here are indestructible.

The physique of the dragon clan endowed Mo Xian with physical strength far beyond that of ordinary people. Even with the fearless fighting style, he still blushed and was not panting at the moment, while the knife on the opposite side was obviously exhausted, and his chest heaved violently.

Brother Shen Mo's eyes lit up, as they had guessed, the sword was really weak, and now is undoubtedly a good opportunity to kill the other party, so they proposed in unison: "Let's kill him together."

Qing Yang was also a little moved when he heard the words, but he was still a little worried - a real master would not show fatigue easily, he suspected that this was a flaw deliberately sold by the other party, for some reason, this guy always gave him a kind of The feeling of being terrified.

Brother Shen Mo frowned at the same time, and he didn't know which god this guy had encountered before, which turned him into the indecisive character he is now.

Excessive caution is cowardice, which is not what a strong person should look like.

Purple-eyed Shen Mo suppressed his displeasure, and asked, "Aren't you worried that he will make another slash like the one just now, beheading us?"

The scene of the sudden death in front of their eyes is still vivid. If they don't get rid of each other as soon as possible, then they will die.

"He can't launch such an attack casually, let's see."

After hesitating again and again, Qing Yang still made the choice to disappoint Shen Mo and the two of them, and decided to continue to wait and see. Brother Shen Mo wanted to leave him alone, but suddenly frowned, because facing the weak knife at this time, Mo Xian didn't take advantage of the victory to pursue, but stood still in place, as if deliberately giving the opponent time to recover.

What is this woman trying to do?
Dao also stared at Mo Xian who suddenly stopped in front of him, guessing her intentions in his heart, and asked, "Why don't you continue to shoot?"

Mo Xian did not answer, but asked after a moment of silence: "You are not afraid of gods, is it because you think you have the possibility to defeat him?"

Maybe it was to buy himself some time to rest, or maybe he suddenly thought of something, Dao quietly put away the arm that was about to swing, and gave an answer.

"It's hard to beat the gods, and I haven't thought about it."

"why?"

"Win life, lose death, that's all."

"Death if you lose?"

"Yes, this is the foreseeable ending."

This calm attitude made Mo Xian inexplicably annoyed, and his voice couldn't help raising his voice a bit: "So I'm asking you why you aren't afraid of death!"

"fear death?"

The knife raised his eyes and glanced at her, "While holding the knife, there is no retreat, there is death but no life, why should you be afraid of death?"

Mo Xian suddenly froze.

There is no retreat, there is death but no life...

"Yes."

Dao seemed to guess what she was thinking, and said calmly, "As far as I know, this is also the purpose of the Dragon Clan all along, you..."

Mo Xian clenched his fists suddenly, and interrupted loudly: "What right do you have to laugh at me! You say that there is no retreat, since you can stand here alive, it means that you also survived by running for your life!"

"Not to mention that I'm not interested in laughing at you...how do you know I survived by running away?"

"Isn't it? Everyone standing here is the same, they are all losers! If you lose, you will die. Isn't that what you said!"

"A loser...cough cough cough."

Dao coughed violently a few times, with black blood overflowing from his mouth, and said slowly, "That sentence is not wrong."

He pointed at Moxian with a calm expression, "But although I lost, it's not a total defeat, and this time I will win back."

However, at this moment, his raised right hand was suddenly frozen by a continuous stream of ice crystals, at the same time, he could only hear Qing Yang shouting loudly to Mo Xian in the distance: "Mo Xian, it's now!"

He weighed it over and over again, and finally chose to take advantage of this opportunity to make a move, and repeated the same trick, using the third eye on his forehead to block the movement of the knife.

Qing Yang's most powerful feature is the third eye on his forehead. This eye has many uses, not only can spy on the enemy's information, but also can release a series of powerful spells, which can be described as infinitely magical.

However, after observing the knife for a long time, he still didn't see a single flaw in him, as if it was a natural knife with sharp edges all over it, born only to kill people.

The discovery terrified him.

Because the last flawless opponent he saw...was a god.

This feeling of not being able to do anything will always remind him of the powerlessness and despair when he faced the gods—he still has a little expectation. Still have a chance to fight.

But he also knew in his heart that this was just an excuse for self-comfort.

...the gods are invincible.

But although the gods are terrifying, the guy in front of him is not really invincible, Qing Yang's expression is cold.

However, in the face of his loud urging, Mo Xian stood still, obviously not intending to make a move.

This undoubtedly exceeded Qing Yang's expectations, and it made him feel very annoyed. He wondered if this woman was crazy. Fortunately, Brother Shen Mo was not ambiguous, and he flashed to Dao in an instant, without reservation. launched an attack.

The knife's arm was frozen, and he wanted to use his head to smash the ice crystals, but his body suddenly felt as heavy as a thousand weights, as if he had endured a gravity thousands of times greater than his own, and his bones creaked.

Brother Shen Mo knew that the guy in front of him could use any part of his body to launch a counterattack, so it was best to make him immobile before launching an attack, so he suppressed him at the same time.

This is not a simple gravity attack, but an all-round oppression. The space around the knife is constantly compressed, making his whole figure seem to be embedded in a solid iron wall, making it difficult to move.

This is Shen Mo's ability, which can continuously oppress the opponent in the battle, making it completely lose the space and ability to dodge, and can only be slaughtered by others.

However, it is obviously not an easy task to suppress a master like Dao, so they have been secretly preparing to form a suppression, only to launch the most fatal blow.

And now the knife is in a state of being completely unable to move, and there is no way to make any counterattacks. If you want to kill him, you have to take advantage of it now!
The eyes of Shen Mo and the others shone with a palpitating light, and their bodies moved at high speed, leaving two arcs of light, one red and one purple behind them, heading towards the joint strangling of the knives.

This was an absolutely fatal blow, and once the two of them were suppressed, no one had ever been able to survive this move, let alone this sick man, except for the gods!

With the belief that they must win, their fists fell heavily.

"Cough cough cough."

However, in the next second, a scene that made everyone unbelievable appeared.

They saw that the knife, which they knew was absolutely immovable, suddenly shattered the ice crystal in his right hand, then grabbed the red-eyed Shen Mo's arm, and pulled it hard in the direction of his force, and at the same time, swept his foot to destroy his body balance. He actually used it as a shield, using his body to block the purple-eyed sinking demon's fist.

Ziyan Shenmo didn't have time to restrain his strength, he could only watch helplessly as his fist landed on his younger brother's chest.

"Oh!"

The red-eyed Shenmo's chest was instantly sunken, and a large amount of blood was spit out from his mouth. Under such a violent force, his body should have been flying backwards quickly, but seeing the knife leverage again, grabbing his arm and spinning on the spot , swung it like a sledgehammer, and smashed it heavily on Ziyan Shenmo's body.

With a loud noise, Brother Shen Mo flew backwards at the same time.

This is not over yet, the figure of Dao disappeared from where he was, and when he reappeared, he was already in front of Qing Yang.

And the latter had expected him to attack as early as the moment when the sudden change occurred, his complexion sank immediately, the eyes on his forehead flickered faintly, and an ice wall instantly spread out in front of him.

"Crack."

The moment the ice wall was formed, it snapped in two, and the ice cubes shattered on the ground, reflecting Dao's icy expression, and his indifferent eyes seemed to be looking at a dead person.

His right hand slashed down like a knife, but unexpectedly, it didn't touch Qing Yang's body, but passed through it, as if what he saw was just a phantom.

There was a strong wind behind him, the knife turned his head slightly, avoiding a green fist the size of a sandbag, and was about to grab it with his backhand, but the purple-eyed Shenmo had already gained experience this time, so he retracted his arm suddenly, and at the same time mobilized all his strength , Suppressing the knife in place again.

At the same time, the red-eyed Shen Mo actually fell from the sky, his whole body was like a meteorite falling rapidly, and the terrible pressure centered on him and crushed towards the knife below.

The body of the knife bent downward a lot visible to the naked eye, obviously under great pressure.

Seeing this opportunity, the corner of Qing Yang's mouth in front of him suddenly showed a strange smile, and the phantom seemed to turn into a real body, reaching out to stab his heart.

Purple-eyed Shen Mo also made a move at the same time.

Mo Xian who was not far away watched this scene, and saw that the knife was tightly restrained by three people, there was no room to dodge, and he was about to be hit.

...But the knife never thought of dodging.

After all, as he said——

Those who wield the knife will advance but not retreat, and there will be death but not life.

In an instant, for the first time, a sword flashed in the combat space.

This is an extremely bright knife, as if piercing the sky, so that everyone is briefly intoxicated for a moment.

And at the moment when they came back to their senses, they suddenly discovered the terrifying wound on their chest——

Blood spurted out, it was a terrible injury that was fatal.

"how is this possible……"

Brother Shen Mo was stunned, they couldn't figure out how this guy broke free from their oppression again and again.

Qing Yang was even more like seeing a ghost. The spell he cast was somewhat similar to Bai Mo's shadow to a certain extent, and could make his body switch between virtual and real. This guy's first attack was clearly not It worked, how did the knife hurt him?

The minds of the three were full of confusion, but they never had a chance to find the answer.

The knife quietly lowered his right hand.

At the same time, three heads soared into the sky.

Mo Xian stared blankly at this scene, feeling a little hard to describe his mood.

This guy is just ridiculously strong.

But...couldn't it be that he hadn't been serious when he was fighting with him just now, why did he kill the three of Qingyang in an instant?

Dao looked back at her: "Although you didn't make a move just now, it doesn't mean that I will show mercy to you."

Mo Xian withdrew his thoughts, nodded and said, "I know."

Of course she knows the rules of this place, this is a place where you can only live and die, and she didn't stop shooting just to make the knife show mercy to her.

"Did you almost die just now?" She asked suddenly.

Knife didn't answer.

"I know even if you don't tell me, you are not invincible." For some reason, Mo Xian seemed relieved.

"No one is invincible."

After the words fell, the sword launched an attack again.

Mo Xian crossed his arms in front of his body to block a ray of saber light, and spewed out overwhelming flames from his mouth, almost filling half of the space.

The flames were quickly cut open, and the knife stooped over indifferently from the sea of ​​flames, but behind the sea of ​​flames were countless figures of Mo Xian.

"Such tricks can't stop me," he said.

"I didn't intend to stop you either." Countless Mo Xian said in unison.

However, Dao was not attracted by the phantom. He felt a terrifying aura condense behind him, subconsciously raised his hand to cover his head, but was still slapped heavily on the ground by a terrifying force.

The flame dissipated, and a huge white dragon shadow appeared in front of the knife.

For the first time, Mo Xian transformed into his own body in battle.

The crystal clear scales are neatly arranged, enveloping the sturdy white body, the whole body seems to be carved by ice crystals, even the eyes are ice-cold snow white.

The dragon's horns are not decorations, but sharp as a spear or a knife, with a biting chill, and the same is true for the dragon's claws.

This dragon was much smaller than what Dao had seen before, but it was still considered huge to him.

Mo Xian, who had recovered to his full body, was astonishingly fast. Even though he had just detected the opponent's position in time, he still couldn't dodge in time, half of his body seemed to be paralyzed.

"Roar--"

Mo Xian let out a high-pitched dragon chant, Bailong is famous for its speed, even though its body is huge, its movements are as fast as lightning, the dragon's eyes are full of ice-cold, and it strikes again at a speed that can't be reacted by a knife.

The knife slashed several times in succession, but was blocked by Mo Xian with the hard dragon horn. The huge dragon tail fell heavily from behind the knife. The airflow blows away several meters away.

Mo Xian was so powerful that he slammed forward, and the knife was forced to dodge again, looking quite embarrassed.

"what are you doing!"

Mo Xian let out a huge roar. She didn't think that she would be able to crush the knife after turning into a real body. This guy seemed to have never thought about fighting her properly from the beginning-this was undoubtedly an insult to her.

And she has long been aware of a problem. Although they have been fighting for so long, Dao has never revealed his specific ability.

For example, his unavoidable knife, and how he killed Qing Yang and others in an instant, all these were hidden deeply by him.

He seems to be wary of some opponent, and has been deliberately hiding it.

Like a knife that hasn't really been drawn yet.

(End of this chapter)