Me, sword fairy!

"Be careful! This guy disappeared! He's going to fight!"

The emperor's voice was a bit weak, and it was obviously injured by Mo Ge.

[Since the emperor has been hit, then why can't Mo Ge be able to win the pursuit?He wants to run?Or...] Su Changge's expression stunned, "Worry! Be careful, Mo Ge is likely to shoot you!"

Su Wangyou held the sword in one hand, looked at the Quartet vigilantly, and said, "I know."

"Die!!!"

"Moyin Divine Fist, Soulless Style!"

Mo Ge's crazy voice suddenly rang.

But his goal is not Su Wangyou at all, but...

The wounded monarch of the ancient country.

His movements were too fast and too fast, neither Su Wangyou nor Su Changge had time to stop them, and even if they were too late, it was useless---Chu Yi stepped forward to block, but was hit by a punch. Broken his chest.

Mo Ge only had half of his body left at this time, but that half of his body was also smashed to pieces by the Emperor. I don’t know how many alien internal energy arbitrarily disrupted his body, and in this case, he still To kill...

Su Wangyou saw it.

The magic in Mo Ge's eyes.

That's too late.

[Mo is too close to isolate the ancient monarchs!

Suddenly, Su Wangyou looked at Su Changge, and Su Changge also happened to look at him.

[Send me over!!

Without saying more, Su Changge's qi surged out of his whole body, and used a secret technique to move Su Wangyou over.

But even so, time was too tight, and Su Wangyou was still almost one kilometer away from Moge.

one kilometer!!

Su Wangyou's jade pendant and coat suddenly burst into light.

"Light clouds cover the moon, the wind returns to the snow!"

Su Wangyou's pupils gradually shrank.

This is his only chance.

Mo Ge was infinitely close to death at this time, as long as he still had a trace of reason, he would choose to escape.

And killing the seriously wounded monarch of the ancient kingdom, perhaps just smoothly.

[At the cost of my life's luck!

[One in six probability!

Su Wangyou squeezed No Sheath tightly, and roared almost frantically.

"Hongyan!!!"

Chapter 65 The Battle of Echo Valley (11)

Perhaps it was the will of heaven in the dark, or it was the blessing of Qi Luck by Su Wangyou [True·No.

Six special effects, one in six probability.

At this moment, the special effect blessed on Su Wangyou's body by [Light Cloud Covering the Moon, Flowing Wind Back to Snow] is [Hongyan].

Without hesitation, Su Wangyou used [Migration], and the whole figure disappeared instantly, and when it reappeared, it had teleported a thousand meters, less than 20 meters away from the ink.

But these twenty meters are also a natural barrier.

Because Mo Ge is still faster than Su Wangyou, even if he only has one leg, even if he is seriously injured and dying.

[Li Chunqiu... I was very helpful.

The space ring on Su Wangyou's left hand exudes a faint light.

One flash, two flashes.

Su Wangyou reached the front of Mo and blocked his way.

At this time, Mo Ge was already weak to the limit, and it could be said that there was no resistance to it.

Except for the Extreme Soul Stylethat gathered on his right hand and prepared to attack the monarch of the ancient country, Mo Ge at this time had no more strength.

"Su Wangyou! Su Wangyou! Su Wangyou!" Mo Ge looked at the man in front of him, almost mad, "Every time it is you! Every time it is you! Why do you have to and I can't get through!"

At this time, Mo Ge was already a little confused, and his words were a little incoherent.

At least Su Wangyou felt that way. He felt that Su Changge was the mastermind, and Mo Ge should go to Su Changge's trouble.

"That's why." A faint blue light appeared in Su Wangyou's eyes, "This pot--"

Su Wangyou stretched out his hand and threw No Sheath into the air.

"I don't remember it!"

Afterwards, he stretched out his hand and slapped the unsheathed hilt with a severe palm.

"Go to hell!!" Mo Ge was also mad, and directly patted Su Wangyou with the soulless style of his right hand.

"Chongxiao·Change."

Wushu flew straight towards Mo Ge, and unlike usual, Su Wangyou followed Wushu this time.

In other words, if you want to attack Su Wangyou, you must first take care of the sheath in front of him.

Yangmou, the real one.

If Mo Ge is in good condition, he has countless ways to avoid the unsheathed beheading Su Wangyou, but now he is seriously injured and dying.

Having said that, if it were not for Mo Ge's serious injury and dying, Su Wangyou would not use this method.

Su Changge stared at Mo Ge tightly, and the corner of his mouth was curved.

If you look closely, you will find a yin and yang fish slowly turning in his palm.

Zhang Tulong looked at Su Changge's palm, and a chill rushed towards the sky.