undead warrior

Chapter 34 Winning streak
"Retreat..."

The Mo family yelled in unison to remind Mo Wentian, but he swore to die, he did not dodge or dodge, the knife in his hand gave off a trace of blackness, and he slashed down violently.

"Crack!"

There was a crisp sound, and Zhao Du's mocking smile froze. He saw that the saber in his left hand was cut off, and the Suiyue saber was still slashing down, thinking that it was too late to hide!
"Crack!"

There was another crisp sound, and a bloody scene appeared. The Suiyue Dao slashed from Zhao Du's head all the way to his crotch, and the violent force caused two corpses to fly out.One flew towards the Mo family and one towards the Zhao family, scaring people away in a panic.

"Clap!"

The corpse fell, blood and internal organs splashed, forming a bloody picture.

A drop of blood splashed onto Patriarch Zhao's sleeve in mid-air, he looked down, his face trembled and he gritted his teeth, his eyes glared at Mo Wentian, another direct descendant died in his hands, he wished he could skin it and eat it alive Meat.

Mo Wentian looked up at him, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he slapped the blood on the knife coolly, bowed his head and roared at the Zhao family again and again.

"Who dares to fight!"

The Zhao family looked at each other, they couldn't connect the six layers of the meridian, and they cut the body apart with one knife. Could it be that they wanted to make a move at the martial arts level, they couldn't help but look at one person at the same time.

That person became the focus of attention, but he shook his head amidst the sighs of the Zhao family. It was true that he was at the Huawu Realm, but there was no rule of fighting to the death between the Huawu Realm and the Tongmai Realm.

"Haha, you come down first, let me have a good time."

Mo Shibao's yelling overwhelmed the cheers of the Mo family, but Mo Wentian ignored him, pointed at a Zhao family with his hand, and hooked his fingers again.

"you come up!"

People looked in the direction of his finger, and it turned out to be Qiu Jiu.Mo Wentian knew that he had been persecuted and defected from the Mo family, but he shouldn't have defected to the Zhao family to deal with the Mo family.

The sixth floor of Tongmai was killed with a single knife, and only Qiu Jiu, who was on the third floor of Tongmai, dared to go up, but no one in the Zhao family cared about the life and death of a person with a foreign surname, and someone pushed him forward and gave him a shield .

"He's just sharp, so don't be afraid of him if you have a shield."

Being called out in public and instigated by the Zhao family, Qiu Jiu couldn't afford to lose this man, so he gritted his teeth and jumped onto the ring.

"This is a poor boy, spare his life."

Patriarch Mo's pleading came from mid-air, making Mo Wentian roll his eyes, he is not used to being merciful.

Qiu Jiu stood on the arena, holding the shield in one hand, resting the machete on the shield, pointing the tip at Mo Wentian, moving his steps slowly, staring at him intently.

"Roar!"

Mo Wentian suddenly let out a low growl and stomped his feet forward, causing Qiu Jiu to jump half a foot sideways in fright, but Mo Wentian retracted his posture and grinned mockingly.

"Haha, Qiu Jiu peed his pants!"

Mo Caihua's coquettish smile from the family leader Mo Caihua immediately caused the Mo family to burst into laughter. Qiu Jiu's tattooed face turned red and became even weirder, and he rushed towards Mo Wentian with a roar.

"Whoa!"

The Suiyue Knife hangs down, and the chain shakes, Qiu Jiu thought he was going to throw the knife out, and immediately covered most of his head with the shield, observing how Mo Wentian attacked from the corner of his eye.

not good!

There was a bad sound in the secret channel, and Mo Wentian was lost. He hurriedly swung his knife and slashed, and his feet moved quickly.

"It's here!"

The faint words drifted into his ears, and he saw Mo Wentian's figure from the corner of his eyes, but his right wrist hurt and he lost all strength, the scimitar fell with a bang, and the palm of his hand was cut off!

Lost!Another defeat!

Everyone was dumbfounded. Before, they only saw Mo Wentian's violent side, but this time they saw his ghostly footwork. Is this person a monster?
Everyone couldn't help but think that strength and speed are what people pursue at the same time, but there is always a focus, but he is perfectly combined together, it is not like the Tongmai state at all!
"Dangdang!"

With his right hand crippled, Qiu Jiu stood there dumbfounded, the shield in his hand dropped, gave up resistance, raised his arm, and looked at the bleeding wrist.Kuaidao Qiujiu has now turned into Qiujiu who cuts his wrists, causing him to completely collapse.

"Kill me!"

With a whisper, he slowly closed his eyes, Mo Wentian raised his saber without hesitation, but Patriarch Mo sighed again in midair.

"Hey...let him go!"

In front of so many people, no matter how he had to show face to the Patriarch, Mo Wentian kicked Qiu Jiu in the stomach and sent him flying.

Qiu Jiu rolled to the ground, struggled to get up, no one supported him, not even a word of concern, and walked out in a lonely way.

"Hey... Poor people must have something to hate!"

Mo Shibao sighed, but was glared at by the crowd, scratching his head not knowing why.

"You are the most hateful, I have never seen you pitiful!"

Mo Caihua's reprimand made Mo Shibao dare not reply, who told him that it was his sister-in-law.

"another one!"

Winning three games in a row, Mo Wentian still didn't go down, looking like he was going to kill all the pulse-connecting realms in the Zhao family.

"Don't be too arrogant!"

Faint words came from behind the Zhao family. A man with an arrogant face stepped forward, and the people voluntarily gave way.

"It's Zhao Guran!"

"It's broken, he is the peak of Tongmai, Wentian is coming down!"

The Mo family called Mo Wentian anxiously, but he still stood proudly without fear, so what about the peak of Tongmai, it's not like he hasn't killed before.

When Zhao Guran came near the ring, he didn't rush to the ring, but poured out a bunch of things from his storage ring with clangs, thrust the sword in his hand into the ground, picked up one and began to wear it.

Those things turned out to be thick dark red metal armor, covered with mottled marks, and it had been around for a long time.Mo Wentian had seen this armor before, it was worn by the iron and blood guards, but the style was much brighter.

"The ancient iron-blooded armor, where did he get it!"

"It was probably dug out from Xuanwu City, Mo Wentian will be in trouble now!"

"Wen Tian, ​​come down quickly! Your knife can't cut through the iron-blooded armor."

The noisy voice reappeared, Mo Wentian still didn't move, he watched Zhao Guran coldly put on the armor, lock pants, iron boots, and gloves, and finally put on the helmet with a mask. metal monster.

"Crack!"

He bent down and pulled out the sword on the ground, and jumped forward.

"Oh!"

The heavy body fell onto the ring, making a vibrating sound, Mo Wentian smiled.

"Are you tired?"

He concluded that Zhao Guran couldn't exert the strength of the iron-blooded armor, because this thing was not prepared for the Tongmai state at all, and it might be uncomfortable to wear it in the soul-condensing state.

"It's heavy! But it's enough to knock you off the ring."

Zhao Guran was honest, he didn't boast that Haikou killed Mo Wentian, he just said that he was driven away.As long as Mo Wentian enters the ring, even if he loses, the Mo family can only change.Killing a few more Mo family members is considered revenge.

"Don't be too confident!"

After Mo Wentian finished speaking, the Suiyue knife was lowered, and Zhao Guran stopped talking nonsense, and strode forward, making heavy footsteps with every step.

With this speed, no one thinks that he can catch up with Mo Wentian's ghostly footwork, nor think that Mo Wentian can break through the iron-blooded armor that was able to withstand the attacks of fierce demons back then.

"God!"

With the sound of exclamation, people saw an unbelievable scene, several throwing knives suddenly appeared and shot directly at Mo Wentian.

The flying knives flew towards him in a fan shape, blocking the path that Mo Wentian avoided left and right, and he retreated for the first time.

"clang!"

There was the sound of gold and iron clashing, his pupils were already pitch black, and the Suiyue Dao directly chopped off the flying knife directly in front of him, and took another step back.

"clang!"

The flying knives on the front were chopped off again, and the flying knives on the left and right passed by. Mo Wentian rushed towards Zhao Guran violently.

Zhao Guran was wearing a closed helmet, so he couldn't see clearly, and he swung his sword to fight without any dodge.

Mo Wentian's footsteps moved quickly, he must have passed the long sword, his body crossed Zhao Guran's, and he slashed at the back of his neck with his backhand.

"My God!"

An exclamation sounded, covering up the slashing sound, and Mo Wentian was depressed to find that only a scratch was cut on the back of his neck, and he rushed forward to avoid the same backhand sword of the opponent.

The two confronted each other again, and Zhao Guran's words came out, "It's useless, you can't hurt me. How about a draw, you and I step down at the same time, wouldn't it be fun to watch others fight."

"Hehe, I like to kill people!"

At the same time as Mo Wentian's cold words sounded, he rushed forward again, slashing fiercely at the front of the time knife in his hand.

"Clang clang clang..."

A series of noises hurt people's eardrums. Mo Wentian didn't slash at people, but kept slashing at the long sword in Zhao Guran's hand. Zhao Guran forgot that his armor was not afraid of being slashed. fight back.

It was indeed a good sword, and the Suiyue Dao kept cutting, after more than ten strikes, Mo Wentian stepped back and opened the distance, giving a sigh of admiration.

"Good sword!"

"Of course, my Autumn Water Sword is..."

Zhao Guran said proudly, while looking at his own Qiushui sword, he was stunned, and saw that the edge of the Qiushui sword on one side had become sawtooth, with more than ten cuts!

"My Autumn Water Sword!"

A mournful howl came out of his mouth, but Mo Wentian rushed towards him again, with a malicious smile on his lips, and slashed fiercely at Qiu Shuijian again.

Zhao Guran instinctively fought back again, but remembered that his Qiushui sword was about to fail, so with a flick of his wrist, he threw the Qiushui sword out and stretched out his hand to grab the Suiyue knife.

"Snapped!"

Sui Yue Knife was caught unexpectedly, but at this moment Mo Wentian let go and jumped up.

"Death... seven collapses!"

His feet emitted black smoke, and he kicked them out in a row.

"Boom bang bang..."

Three consecutive feet hit his chest, and Zhao Guran backed away step by step.

"Oh!"

Mo Wentian twisted his body and kicked him on the head again.Seeing this scene, the elite hall master of the Mo family laughed. He still has three legs, and this move can knock him down. Only Zhao Guran, who is at the peak of Tongmai Tongmai, will definitely lose.

"Boom bang bang..."

Sure enough, another three straight kicks to the head made Zhao Guran's heavy body in iron-blooded armor fall backwards.He had already reached the edge of the ring, and even fell heavily to the ground.

"Whoa!"

Mo Wentian took the opportunity to pull back the Suiyue Dao he was holding in his hand with a chain, and clasped his fists in a very regular way, "Accept!"

It made the two of them not fight to the death just now, but a contest of martial arts.Zhao Guran lost his aloof look, angrily took off his helmet, his ears were still buzzing, and looked straight at Mo Wentian.

"Today's humiliation must be repaid."

He is the proud son of heaven, and a student of Zhantian Academy. He thinks that he is invincible. After seeing Mo Wentian win three games in a row, he realized that this person should not be underestimated.Even wearing iron-blooded armor conservatively was defeated, which made him unable to accept it.

"Next time, I will behead your head and dedicate it to the ancestral hall." Mo Wentian also promised.

"Wait and see!"

Zhao Guran pushed aside the support of others to help him get up, and this was a sudden shout from the Zhao family.

"He is definitely not in the Tongmai state!"

The Zhao family protested loudly when they shouted, but none of them believed it.How could it be possible for Tongmai two-level to defeat Tongmai peak!

(End of this chapter)