Mortal Bones

"Yun Mubai, what do you mean?"

Zhai Mo and Nan Xing and others beside him stood up together with a "chun" sound, and one after another held out their magic weapons to protect them.

"The old village owner obviously died at the hands of that traitor Yun Fei, what does it have to do with us?"

Zhai Mo held an ax in his hand and looked at Yun Mubai with surprise.

However, compared to Zhai Mo, who was closest to Yun Mubai, Nanxing and the others were much calmer, and all of them were quietly operating their true energy.

But soon their expressions changed drastically.

"Mr. Zhang, the circulation of my true energy and blood is blocked, especially my true energy. If I force the meridians to circulate, I am afraid that the elixir will be damaged. What's wrong with you?"

Gongshu Nanxing sent a message to Mr. Zhang on one side and asked.

"Me too, Yun Mubai must have poisoned us somewhere."

As Mr. Zhang spoke, he drew an arrow and drew his bow.

"Me too, I can't use my true energy at all."

Yuzhu also sent a message at this time.

At this moment, her face was pale. Due to her weak body, without the support of her true energy, she could not resist the power of Qi and blood rushing around her.

Fortunately, Nan Xing stood in front of her in time and used the Gang Qi transformed from his own Qi and blood to firmly protect her behind him.

Because of the Qinglong Order, Zhai Mo on the side also heard the conversation between Mr. Zhang and Gongshu Nanxing.

After hearing that Yun Mubai actually poisoned them, the last trace of confusion and confusion on his face suddenly turned into anger, and he roared:

"Yun Mubai!"

But Yun Mubai didn't seem to hear anything, he just waved his hand and said:

"The Thirteen Swords of Yunting, first use the sword formation to trap these three people, and the others will take the snow dew pills on their bodies first."

"Zheng!..."

Almost at the moment Yun Mubai gave the order, the thirteen sword cultivators who had already stood up suddenly pulled out their swords from their waists and quickly formed an formation to surround the four of Zhai Mo.

"Uh-huh!"

After the sword formation was set up, the young swordsman in the main formation stabbed Zhai Mo with a terrifying sword force without hesitation.

"Yun Mubai, you ungrateful person!"

Seeing this, Zhai Mo snorted coldly, and then regardless of the poison in his body, he desperately channeled his true energy and blood, and struck the sword of the young swordsman with an axe.

"boom!……"

Amidst the loud earthquake, the young sword cultivator's sword was split into pieces by Zhai Mo's axe, and his body was even thrown upside down by the shock.

However, at the same time that he was knocked away, there was another Yunting Thirteen Swordsman from the other side. With a "swish" sound of his sword, he also stabbed Zhai Mo and the others with a terrifying sword force.

Seeing this sword, Zhai Mo smiled bitterly and said:

"You, the Thirteen Swordsmen of Yunting, were trained by me with my help. I didn't expect you to use them against me today!"

In Zhai Mo's smile, there was a bitterness that could not be greater than the death of one's heart.

"boom!……"

Almost at the same time he said these words, his powerful blood and true energy were released together, turning into a fierce force of energy to protect Mr. Zhang, Nan Xing and the others.

"Zheng!"

At this moment, the sword cultivator who controlled the sword power of the Thirteen Swords of Yunting slashed heavily on the body-protecting sword gang released by Zhai Mo with his sword, which turned into a cloud roll.

"boom!"

In the sharp collision sound, the sword energy formed by the Thirteen Swords of Yunting was once again dispersed by the body-protecting energy of Zhai Mo.

However, the moment the sword energy was dispersed, Zhai Mo spat out a mouthful of black blood with a pop.

"Zhai Mo, you don't want your life?!"

Seeing this, Mr. Zhang, who was about to take action, shouted, held Zhai Mo in his arms, and prepared to seal his bloodline with his remaining true energy.

"Mr. Zhang, leave me alone. You take Nan Xing and Yu Zhu and fight out. I will stop...stop the Thirteen Swords of Yunting!"

Zhang Laocai had just taken action when he was pushed away by Zhai Mo.

"Zheng!"

While speaking, the thirteen swords of Yunting were arrayed again, and with a harsh sword sound, huge sword power and sword energy began to gather around the sword array.

The most unique thing about the Yunting Thirteen Swords Sword Formation at Baijian Villa is that each of the Thirteen Swords can lead the formation. If one side loses the formation, the other side can immediately make up for it, and can use the large formation. The power of the sword healed the injured one.

In this way, the formation can be endless.

"Let's go!!"

At this time, Zhai Mo roared loudly, then used his severely injured body to swing the giant ax in his hand to mobilize his fighting spirit, and struck the Thirteen Swordsman who was stabbing with the surging sword energy with a heavy blow.

"boom!……"

Amidst the loud earthquake, Zhai Mo's giant ax once again split the sword force of the Thirteen Yunting Swords. However, after splitting the sword force, the blood energy he forcibly condensed suddenly collapsed with a "boom".

Immediately, the sword power of Yunting's Thirteen Swords gathered again, and stabbed Zhai Mo's chest with one sword.

"boom!"

Zhai Mo's body-protecting Qi almost shattered at the sound.

But even so, he still relied on his powerful physique to crush the surging sword energy and block the sword.

"Uh-huh!"

Immediately, I saw him grabbing the sword that the Thirteen Swordsman stabbed him with with one hand, lifting the giant ax again with the other hand and slashing at the sword cultivator with a ferocious expression.

Forced by Zhai Mo's fierce momentum, the young Yunting Thirteen Swordsman abandoned his sword and retreated on the spot.

The Yunting Thirteen Swords Sword Formation, which was originally capable of both offense and defense, suddenly had a flaw because of the sword cultivator's discarded sword.

"Go... Go quickly!"

Zhai Mo, who was already covered in wounds, held the huge axe across his chest and turned his head to look at Zhang Lao and Nan Xing. His eyes widened on his bloody face and he said:

"Tell... Tell the young master... I, Zhai Mo, have no face to see him. Please... Please take back my Azure Dragon Order and don't resurrect me!"

After that, he began to desperately stimulate the blood and qi in his body, while releasing all his fighting spirit.

"Boom!..."

Accompanied by a violent shock, Zhai Mo endured the pain of blood tearing, suddenly raised his body, and used all his strength to stimulate the blood and qi of his body, and then swept the axe towards the thirteen swords of Yunting in front of him.

"Boom!——"

Amid the deafening sound of the explosion, the huge axe shadow and the sword shadow summoned by the thirteen swords of Yunting suddenly collided, and then shattered together.

However, because of the lack of a formation eye, the Yunting Thirteen Swords formation that originally surrounded everyone tightly suddenly had a gap.

Seeing this, Zhang Lao and Nanxing looked at each other, then nodded and said:

"Let's go!"

Zhai Mo used his life to help them fight for this opportunity, so they naturally couldn't waste it.

Immediately, Zhang Lao and Nanxing flew out together with Yuzhu.

But just as they were about to rush out, a voice suddenly rang in their minds: "Zhang Lao, Nanxing, Yuzhu, take the antidote in your sleeves before rushing out, and it's best to move slowly, so as not to attract the attention of Yun Mubai."

This voice made the three of them feel like they were shocked, and they were all stunned in place.