The Invisible Empire of Daqin

　　After a relatively long period of time, the six-fingered black man suddenly snorted and attacked first.

　　With Qi Yungong, the black energy spread on Mo Mei's sword in an instant, like a phantom, the figure of the six-fingered black man appeared beside Mo Ya, attacking Mo Ya with the mighty force of breaking mountains and breaking rocks. Slashing away, the dark black energy surging and surging under the sunlight, like a ferocious dragon, glaring at it.

　　clang!

　　Mo Ya turned around, and the short sword between his wrists appeared like a ghost, blocking the attack of the six-fingered black man.

　　The thunder-like symphony of gold and iron sounded, and Mo Ya only felt a huge force that could not be resisted at all, and was instantly shaken by this force, and retreated dozens of meters away.

　　Bai Feng frowned, turned into a white afterimage and rushed towards the field, but was suddenly stopped in front of him by a thin figure.

　　"Step aside."

　　The robber smirked angrily and said: "That's not good, if you let me get out of the way, I'll get out of the way, I don't need to mess around."

　　And in the center of the field.

　　The six-fingered black man looked at Mo Crow, who was knocked back dozens of meters by himself, and sneered: "You have a big tone and average strength. At your age, you are indeed talented to become a mid-stage super master. It's impossible to stop us."

　　In one fight, the six-fingered black man had already figured out the strength of this man in black clothes that exuded the breath of death.

　　Although the six-fingered black man is now seriously injured, he can still display the strength of a top master in a short period of time. With such a big gap in strength, it is absolutely impossible for him to stop his group.

　　After finding out all the details of the ink crow, the six-fingered black man could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.

　　PS: The contract I made today should arrive at 3333 in a few days.

Chapter 41 Jiang is still old and spicy! (new book for support)

　　Mo Ya smiled arrogantly, looked at the six-fingered black man with interest, and said, "What made you mistakenly think that I have used all my strength."

　　The six-fingered black man's eyes shrank suddenly, but he forcibly dispelled his concerns.

　　Flying feet!

　　A shimmer of light suddenly appeared under Mo Crow's feet, and disappeared in place in an instant.

　　Ding!

　　Although the six-fingered black man was seriously injured, the thin dead camel was bigger than a horse, and the severely injured lion was also a lion.

　　This kind of feeling is very strange, it is obviously the same person, and the inner strength is also the fluctuation of the super master in the mid-term, but the six-fingered black man can feel that the power of the black crow has increased a lot, and it is absolutely not to be underestimated.

　　When he missed a hit, Mo Ya was not discouraged, the black internal force surged on his left fist instantly, the fist burst into the air, aroused a loud noise like thunder, and attacked the chest of the six-fingered black man with radiant energy. go.

　　The six-fingered black man's eyes were a little deeper. Although Mo Ya's left fist had no weapons, he was wearing a pair of dark gloves. He thought it was either invulnerable or a treasure that could protect him well. But Mo Ya's internal strength is not as good as his own. There is no reason to be afraid of him.

　　boom!

　　The sound of a violent collision sounded, and the strong airflow shot in all directions, hitting the trees within tens of meters of potholes.

　　Both of them were shocked by the unparalleled anti-shock force, and they took a few steps back from each other.

　　Humph.

　　Mo Ya sneered, the light-colored branch lines on the glove-wrapped fists invisible to the Six-Fingered Black Man flashed away, perfectly buffering all the impact.

　　hum!

　　Mo Mei screamed in the hands of the six-fingered black man, the jet-black energy lingered around him like a ribbon, and the six-fingered black man snorted coldly: "Boy, it is too late to retreat now, otherwise I will make three moves. I will definitely cut you to the sword."

　　"You can try."

　　Persuasion was useless, the six-fingered black man raised his black eyebrows, poured his entire body of power into the sword body, and stepped on the mysterious pace under his feet. The speed was so fast that a long series of afterimages formed, which appeared in Mo Ya's body in an instant. On the side of the body, the sword edge with no front and black eyebrows was wrapped with black energy, and it slashed towards Mo Ya's waist.

　　Mo Ya wouldn't believe the nonsense that Mo Mei had no front. Seeing that Mo Mei was about to slash to his waist, Mo Ya's figure flexibly folded down, wiping the sword edge and swiping the ground.

　　At this moment, he saw the ironic smile on the corner of the six-fingered black man's mouth.

　　Mo Crow's eyes narrowed.

　　Mo Crow's eyes narrowed.

　　be cheated!

　　Sure enough, the sword missed, it is reasonable to say that the sword that was poured into the whole body could not be withdrawn immediately, but the six-fingered black man did it. The immobile black crow was swept away by the surging sword energy.

　　boom!

　　The black sword qi smashed into the black crow, as if the conditions for detonation were triggered. This sword qi swept the black crow and became a black tornado that roared in the air constantly, countless The small sword energy scurried in the eyes of the wind, swept a hundred meters away, and blasted the black crow into a low mountain.

　　call.

　　laugh!

　　The six-fingered black man began to gasp violently, and the black eyebrows in his hands were inserted straight into the ground.

　　He has basically reached the limit, all the internal organs in the body are whining, and there is a lot of bleeding in the body. If the battle continues with such a high intensity, I am afraid that the Black Crow will not kill him, and the six-fingered black man will die from his injuries.

　　This sword imbued the six-fingered black man with all the energy, and he even felt that even in his peak state, he might not be able to use this move so perfectly.

　　As a mid-stage super expert, it is absolutely impossible for Moya to survive this kind of attack.

　　But soon, the six-fingered black man looked at the low mountain in disbelief, because there was some movement there.

　　click!

　　Mo Ya patted off a few pieces of gravel and dust on his body, and shouted jokingly, "Aiya, Mr. Six-Finged Black Man, it was really dangerous just now, and I was almost overcast by you. Sure enough, Jiang is still old and hot."

　　How can it be!

　　The pupils of the six-fingered black man instantly dilated, and he stood up in horror: "This is impossible, you absolutely cannot survive this sword."

　　Mo Ya's eyes flickered, and his voice was like an icy remark: "It's really lucky. Indeed, I can't survive under your sword, but with the power given to me by Your Majesty, I'm lucky to survive. down."

　　In the flying dust, Mo Ya's slender figure slowly walked out, and I saw that his clothes were all ragged in the tornado-like sword attack, and his shirt was completely turned into powder, revealing a smooth body. muscle.

　　On the top of his upper body and in the exposed gaps of other clothing, densely colored tree-like patterns visible to the naked eye flashed wildly throughout his body.

　　PS: add more............

Chapter 42 Fear me! (new book for support)

　　The situation just now was indeed very critical. The attack of the Six Fingers Black Man was completely capable of smashing the Black Crow into a pile of flesh.

　　At the juncture of crisis, Mo Ya tried his best to mobilize the static blood suit in his blood, and the static blood suit was running at a high speed, and only barely blocked this move. If the power of this move increased by [-]%, I am afraid that the black crow would The quiescent blood suit will be broken, and his body will be attacked.

　　The dense tree branches gradually disappeared, Mo Ya's cold eyes narrowed slightly, and dozens of awl-like light arrows appeared out of thin air.

　　"go with!"

　　Mo Ya waved his hand slightly, and the light arrow seemed to have received the highest order, and instantly flew towards the six-fingered black man.

　　hum!

　　This guy, what the hell is going on, and the weird lines on his body.

　　The six-fingered black man frowned. He didn't have time to think about those things. He pulled out the black eyebrows that were stuck on the ground, and danced the black long sword tightly around him, trying to block the awl-like light arrow.

　　At this moment, he was surprised to see Mo Ya's ironic expression.

　　At first, the six-fingered black man didn't know why Mo Ya had such an expression, but he knew right away, because the light arrow went straight through the sword net he was swinging and plunged directly into his body.

　　Just when the six-fingered black man thought he was dead, the arrow of light went straight into his body like a drop of water, but did not cause any harm to himself.

　　what happened? ! ! !

　　tread.

　　Mo Ya smiled evilly, and slowly walked towards the six-fingered black man step by step. At the same time, a sinister and eerie voice sounded: "Fear me..."

　　At the same time, Dao Zhi and Bai Feng, the destined old enemies, were also fighting quickly.

　　Both of them are good at Qinggong. At this moment, they can only see their shadow-changing figures and afterimages left in place in the air, and it is impossible to find out where their true bodies are.

　　Swish!

　　Suddenly, the emaciated figure of Thief Zhi appeared on top of the high crown of a big tree, he stroked the two strange long hair in front of his forehead, blinked his eyes in a pretentious manner and said with a smile: "Little white bird, can you? Can't you go any faster?"

　　Bai Feng frowned and roared in disgust, "My name is Bai Feng, you skinny monkey?"

　　monkey... monkey?

　　Thief Zhi's mouth twitched frantically, and was instantly hit.

　　Indeed, he knew in his heart that he really looked like a monkey. . .

　　"Hey, why are you so fierce, look at the trick!"

　　"Hey, why are you so fierce, look at the trick!"

　　The sharp instant flywheel shaped like a small wheel instantly appeared in his hand without knowing where the stolen plantar was taken out.

　　Electric light walking!

　　As if moving in an instant, Robber Zhi instantly crossed a distance of [-] meters and appeared above Bai Feng's head, so fast that his body was still standing on top of Bai Feng's retina.

　　Seeing that the instant flywheel was about to hit Bai Feng's neck, Bai Feng also disappeared in place in an instant, this is also an afterimage!

　　The strong internal force gathered with the toes, Bai Feng snorted coldly and kicked towards the back of the Robber Zhi who was thrown in the air, only to see the Robber Zhi scream, and turned around in the mid-air, where there was nowhere to borrow, with her feet facing each other. Foot hits.

　　boom!

　　The strong energy is generated from the place where the two feet meet, and all the branches and leaves on the top of the nearby big tree are cut off.

　　The two people in mid-air had similar internal strengths, and neither could do anything about the other. Under the impact, they retreated and slid more than ten meters away.

　　"Hey, you're not bad."

　　Roof Zhi touched his chin and looked at Bai Feng with a solemn gaze. He had just passed dozens of moves, and he had already sensed that this Bai Feng, who was of the same age as himself, was also similar in internal strength to himself, and he was also good at Qinggong. A formidable opponent, but Roi Zhi was not panicked at all, because he still had backhands.

　　Robber Zhi stood on a small branch of the tree top and squatted down slightly, untied the entanglement on his ankle, and took out two copper plates that looked very heavy.

　　boom!

　　With a casual toss, the heavy landing sound of the two copper plates sounded, and the robber looked as if he was relieved. He moved his body happily, and said with a thief smile: "Hey, that guy, I will use all my strength from now on. already."

　　The look of contempt on the arrogant Bai Feng's face flashed away, and he stared at Thief Zhi with cold eyes and said, "Who told you, I have used my best."

　　God's step!