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Chapter 895 A Chance

Now, this is definitely an opportunity for Mo Wushang to improve his combat effectiveness.

Although Ming Ye kept telling herself that this was Mo Wushang's own experience, she would definitely be able to do it.

But Ming Ye's heart was still unavoidably tense, his fists hanging on both sides were clenched tightly, his eyes were also fixed on Mo Wushang without blinking, and the nerves in his whole body were stretched to the extreme.

Uncle Wu and the imperial guards on the ground stood up from the ground in a strange and distorted posture, only to hear the sound of "cracking" bony friction, and everyone lying on the ground stood upright on Mo Wushang. In front of the three of them.

And the cloud of black mist in front of their chests has disappeared, and the eyes that suddenly opened are slack, becoming lifeless and without a trace of life.

A group of people rushed towards Mo Wushang and the others, their actions and attack power seemed to be suddenly stimulated, and they all improved a lot at once.

Facing the crowd rushing towards them, the three could only go forward.

Mo Wushang sacrificed his spiritual power, gathered it in his palm to form a spiritual ball, and threw it at a group of people who had lost their hearts, but was stopped by the poisonous Taoist on the way, and the spirit ball exploded not far away. The fruit tree fell again.

"Don't forget, your opponent is me!"

The poisonous Taoist stretched out his hand, and suddenly there was a sharp sword in his hand. The sword was 2 feet 1 inch long. The sword body was made of cold iron and was as thin as a cicada's wing. The white cold light is very consistent with the feeling of Du Daoist.

As soon as the words fell, the poisonous Taoist rushed towards Mo Wushang. Although Xiao Ai's sword made of black iron was not bad, but against the sword in the hands of the poisonous Taoist, it would only end in two or three rounds. The saber in Wushang's hand was shattered into several pieces by the sword in the hands of the poisonous Taoist, even if the sword had been infused with spiritual power by Mo Wushang, it was still useless.

Throwing away the broken sword, he quickly took out a long needle from the Qiankun bag and held it in his hand to block the sharp sword that was coming down at her from top to bottom. At that time, he bent down and rushed forward, crossed his hands across the abdomen of the poisonous Taoist, and then quickly dodged to dodge.

Mo Wushang's movements were extremely fast, but she was still inferior to the Du Taoist. When she was about to dodge, the Poison Taoist's palm had already slapped her. She had no time to dodge and was hit back a few steps.

The poison Taoist succeeded in one blow, and stabbed at Mo Wushang with his sword. Mo Wushang circled in the air with his toes and came behind the poison Taoist, and shot out the six long needles in his hand.

The poisonous Taoist waved his long sword and knocked the long needles away, but saw more silver needles flying towards him with dazzling silver-white light shining in the darkness, he quickly swung his long sword and struck the silver needles one by one fly.

The surrounding trees had already been knocked down in a large area during the fight. Although there was moonlight shining in, the light was still extremely weak and dim.

For people like them, although the surrounding light is not very strong, it has little effect on them. They can still see the surrounding situation, but the clarity depends on their personal cultivation.

If ordinary people come here to see it, they can only hear the sound of "thunderbolt bang bang" and see the silver-white light constantly wandering in the dark, just like the beautiful silver-white fireworks in the night sky.

The silver needle that was blown away by the Taoist Taoist did not land on the ground, but changed direction continuously as if consciously, and continued to attack the Taoist Poisoner.

(End of this chapter)