Beauty's Devil Guard

Elder Mo Tian's face was cold, and he rushed to him.

The Firebat in the night, under the control of the flute, is like a long dragon in the night, like a tornado, closely following the dark shadow in the night.

No matter how fast it is, it can't escape the ultrasonic detection.

However, the elder Mo Tian came from Tianji Pavilion and learned a set of mysterious and mysterious steps. In the dark, like swimming fish, like fish in water. At the foot of the pace is unpredictable, fast like a lightning in the night, that group of firebats are not tracking.

Finally, elder Mo Tian arrives at Xiao Yi. He five fingers into a knife, no redundant cumbersome action, directly toward Xiao Yi's head cut up. Crisp, fast, palm with palm wind, in the night in a small whirlpool.

Elder Mo Tian is not only a spirit dispelling master, but also a martial arts master. As soon as an expert makes a move, he will know if he has one.

On Xiao Yi's dignified face, his brows frowned little by little. The flute trembled slightly in my hand. Then, the whole head was crooked, and it was dangerous to avoid that palm knife.

And those hovering firebats in the high air, immediately after them, pounced on elder Mo Tian.

Elder Mo Tian let out a surprise. Then, when a group of firebats attacked him, his whole person disappeared in the same place.

All of a sudden, the Firebat lost its target, and then hovered in the night. The scarlet eyes flashed with doubts.

Xiao Yi is still playing the flute, on the battlefield Hongmen people one by one fell down. If we only need to persist for another three minutes, Hongmen will be completely destroyed.

But now, Mo Tianchang is like an assassin, hiding in the night, ready to give Xiao Yi a fatal blow at any time.

As long as the flute is broken, the whole Xiao family will be destroyed on bat island.

When the atmosphere is depressed, it seems to solidify, a circle of small ripples in the air.

A fist, all the way from the night. Rushing to Xiao Yi's chest, he was so fierce that even the air was shaken by this fist.

Needless to say, this fist belongs to elder Mo Tian.

After a blunder, elder Mo Tian chose the most vigorous way. Directly prepare a punch, directly blow Xiao Yi. If Xiao Yi dare to get out of the way, then Mo Tian's fist will blow to the Xiao family standing behind Xiao Yi. Once we get out of the small encirclement of the Xiao family, with the current trend of bloodthirsty firebats, they will be sucked into dried meat by firebats.

Therefore, the elder Mo Tian, who was lurking in the dark, finally chose the most sensible way to win or lose with a fierce fist. If Xiao Yi dodges every time, then elder Mo Tian will level the Xiao family. Even if there is a Xiaoyi left in the end, the battle on bat island is meaningless.

Xiao Yi looks at the fist in the night. In their own pupil, slowly enlarge. One bite at last. without demur. Let go of one hand holding the flute, one hand controlling the flute, the other hand holding the finger into a fist, fearless, to meet elder Mo Tian's hard and fierce fist.

Boom.

The dull sound was like thunder. In this night, it's enlightening.

Two fists, the moment to boom together. Dust on the ground, flying up quickly. Xiao Yi still clenched his teeth, but his mouth had spilled scarlet blood.

The strength of elder Mo Tian is beyond Xiao Yi's imagination. Xiao Yi is now distracted to control the sound of the flute, while making use of Jiulong Zhenqi and elder Mo Tian's fists.

Now, this time the real strength of the fight, Xiao Yi has suffered a loss, suffered internal injury.

But standing still. Under the long sky and the moon, the notes of the flute flutter, like an excellent young master. And the people of Xiao family, standing beside Xiao Yi, are looking at the young man around him at this time. I sincerely feel that the land under my feet is the safest place in the world.

Of course, it's not easy for elder Mo Tian to fight with Xiao Yi. After the blow, his mouth also spilled a wisp of blood. Then, the whole person dissipated in the air like a gust of wind.

Because at this time, those firebats in the sky, like tarsal bones, circled down again. If elder Mo Tian is attacked by the Firebat a moment later, he will end up in failure.

The battle of Hongmen will really wipe out the whole army.

Elder Mo Tian in the dark has a gloomy face. His strength is beyond Xiao Yi's imagination. Similarly, Xiao Yi's strength is beyond his imagination. I thought that such a young boy, as the elder of Tianji Pavilion, could be slaughtered with a wave of his hand. However, one after another of the failures finally led to elder Mo Tian to realize that the situation was not right.

Xiao Yi is restricted by the sound of flute, and elder Mo Tian is also restricted by fire bat. Now, the whole body of elder Mo Tian seems to be scattered in the night.

This kind of body method consumes too much energy. In addition, just a blow, the real Qi in the body has been a little wrong. Now elder Mo Tian has felt that he may fall from the night at any time.After all, he is an animator, and he is good at driving all creatures. After all, he is not good at martial arts. The best way for him to practice is to use the Lingfeng step. His true Qi is not very strong. Now, Mo Tian took a deep breath, the whole person lurking in the night, breathing the disordered Qi in the body.

He knows his own situation, and with the residual Qi in his body, he can do it once.

Intangibly, Mo Tian looked at his right arm. There, there is a blood red centipede, which is his biggest card, the last lethal weapon.

On the battlefield, the shrill screams of Hongmen personnel finally made Mo Tian make the final decision.

There was a look of Madness on his face. Ferocious smile, and then the body suddenly appeared in the night.

Mo Tian chose to appear in front of Xiao Yi at this time. Then, he chose the most unwise way of fighting, close combat. He takes the initiative and his fists are in full swing. A fist, with a straight fist, hit Xiaoyi's heart. The other fist, like a hook, attacks Xiao Yi's chin.

In the night, the shadow of the fist is unpredictable.

And the footwall of elder Mo Tian is also not idle. Step in the past, with his knee, the trend of lightning to the next Yin.

Now elder Mo Tian, there are only three words in his hand. He is fast and ruthless. There is not a bit of master style, just like the market bully, interwoven together, began close combat.

However, elder Mo Tian has Kung Fu in his hand after all. These moves are naturally unusual. Although Mo Tianchang didn't yell, the strength of his hands and feet and the quickness of his hand still made Xiao Yi feel the strong wind.

In close combat, Xiao Yi still needs to play the flute. And Mo Tian is a fast and accurate attack in an all-round way, which is relatively difficult to cope with.

Only in this way, elder Mo Tian will expose his biggest weakness. That is, he was exposed to the night. The Firebat hovering in the air will attack and descend instantly, bite open elder Mo Tian's skin and suck his blood.

Weighing the pros and cons, of course, it is extremely unfavorable for Mo Tian.

Mo Tian has no choice. Hongmen will be slaughtered by firebats a moment later. And the real Qi in his body is not enough to support his sneak attacks for many times, and the huge consumption of Lingbo step. He can't do what he wants, so he has to fight to the death.

At night, Xiao Yi felt the strong wind coming from her face. The whole person, like a rock, stands still in the wind. However, the sound of the flute is more rapid, which makes the wings of firebats in the air buzz like a bee

Until Mo Tian's strong wind is about to be printed on Xiao Yi's body, Xiao Yi's body is shaking. It was just a flash. The straight fist didn't hit him in the heart, but hit him heavily in the stomach. It's a dangerous stroke from his chin. Mo Tian's knee in the footwall is heavily on Xiao Yi's thigh.

Xiao Yi is attacked by this oncoming attack, and the whole person is like a tree in the wind, trembling. Then, Xiao Yi took a big step forward and stood up again.

Wow, a mouthful of blood spurted out and dyed the jade flute red.

After all, Xiao Yi is still on his feet, playing the jade flute. Although, Xiao Yi has suffered serious internal injury. However, in the end, he resisted Mo Tian's fierce attack.

Mo Tian has no chance to make a second shot. The Firebat has hovered down. Mercilessly, he tore Mo Tian's skin and began to sniff and suck Mo Tian's blood.

Mo Tian shakes and falls to the ground.

And those firebats all cling to Mo Tian, scrambling to suck Mo Tian's blood.

Mo Tian has been dealing with all creatures in the world all his life. He thinks that he is the most outstanding spiritualist in the past five hundred years. He claims that he is the king of all living things.

In the end, he died in the mouth of the animal.

It's like coincidence, it's like destiny. He remembered that his master had told him many years ago. All living things can be used for their own good. If you don't make good use of it, you will be reduced to a meal in the belly of all things.

Come out to mix, still want to return after all.

He has driven all living things, and finally he is buried in the mouth of living things.

But when he felt numb all over his body. Looking up at Xiao Yi in the dark, a smile of pleasure came out of the corner of his mouth.

Because, the sleeve of the people centipede, just close combat, has quietly hand.