Chapter 93 (1/2)

”Don't you think it's funny, old Mo? You are already the commander of bare pole, and you want to motivate me to fight with you. It seems that you are quite confident, and the commander will meet you and let you die to understand! ”

”Fengzimo, you killed Yi Huaqing?” Mo Minghui asked.

”Oh, you know Yi Huaqing. What's the relationship with him?” The wind son Mo didn't deliver sound reply, but open mouth reply way.

”It seems that my guess is true. I don't know what method you used to kill my soul cultivator. Last time, you killed Yi Hanchuan, right Mo Minghui still said that the soul cultivator can't shout out in front of him.

”I don't know what you're talking about? If you want to fight, fight! ” Said the wind son Mo took out a long knife which was the same as the war armor material, also put down the mask on the head armor.

Although the mouth says don't know, the breeze son Mo hastens to contact to crack the son of heaven: ”old husband son, this Mo Ming Hui should be that soul cultivator doubtless.”

”Be careful, this old boy is better than Freud!” Crack the son said, at the same time quickly into the wind son Mo know sea, wind son Mo with Zhen soul clock to protect the spirit core, crack the son of heaven also guard outside.

As he spoke, fengzimo rushed to Mo Minghui with his knife. Before the knife arrived, the shock wave formed by the power of water energy and artistic conception hit Mo Minghui.

Unexpectedly, he didn't see what Mo Minghui did. The shock wave dissipated slowly in front of him.

The wind son Mo didn't stop, in the hand of the long knife still straight stab to Mo Minghui, the latter also dance the hand of the long knife, the wind son Mo stab to the side of the long knife grid.

Fengzimo takes the first knife and cuts to Mo Minghui again. The latter's long knife goes up to block. This time, it can't resist. It is split into two sections by fengzimo's sword, and it cuts to Mo Minghui's left shoulder.

The sword of fengzimo was brought by LongQin with the army this time. It was later used by Ma Qirui to match the armor of fengzimo

It's made of the same material. It's extremely sharp. Mo Minghui's long knife can't resist it.

Mo Ming Hui dropped half of the long knife, covered the wound with his right hand, and quietly looked at fengzimo a few meters away without panic.

Fengzimo suddenly felt that he was trapped in a strange force field. He felt very comfortable all over. His strength relaxed slowly, and the knife in his hand became heavy.

”Zimo, wake up!” Crack the son of heaven a shock to drink, and then send out the strength to impact the wind son Mo town soul clock..

The soul of the wind son Mo under the tremor of the crack son of heaven, finally wake up.

”That's what's going on, old man?”

”It's supposed to be the attack of the soul cultivator, which makes your soul fall asleep.”

”Asshole, this old boy is very powerful!”

Fengzimo talks to the split emperor while still pretending to be influenced by Mo Minghui, secretly gathering spiritual energy and looking for opportunities to attack.

Mo Ming Hui is also quietly looking at the wind son Mo, he is waiting for the wind son Mo to be affected more deeply.

Wind son Mo long knife on the ground, slowly kneel on the ground.

”How's it going? You can't touch the majesty of the soul cultivator! ”

Mo Ming Hui bent down to pick up the half of the long knife that had just been thrown on the ground and walked slowly to fengzimo.

”Today, let me end your life with boffin!” It turns out that this is his real name. Bofel and Mo Minghui are just the bodies occupied by him. In the moment of poffel's sword raising, fengzimo sends out a long-standing move, breaking the soul cone, stabbing poffel's forehead straight.

”Ah!...” Being stabbed in the soul suddenly, poffel drops his long knife, covers his head with both hands, and rolls on the ground crazily.

The wind son Mo pulls up to lean on the long knife on the ground, a knife quickly cuts to the bofel rolling on the ground.

In the tumbling, bofel didn't care about his posture at this time, just like a little fish who had just been thrown ashore, struggling to avoid the blow of fengzimo.

Fengzimo is still waiting to close the knife to continue to pursue. While fengzimo is closing the knife, bofel suddenly attacks again. It's also a broken soul cone that stabs fengzimo's eyebrow.

They were not far away, but the speed of breaking the soul cone was so fast that fengzimo couldn't avoid it, so he had to concentrate all the power of divine consciousness and defend with the zhenhun clock.

Fengzimo only felt Weng's sound coming from his mind. It was bofel's broken soul cone that bombarded the zhenhun clock. The shock caused by the impact shocked fengzimo's spirit.

Fortunately, with the help of the split emperor, the defense of zhenhun clock has been greatly enhanced, otherwise this broken soul cone of bofel will cause more damage.

Even so, at this moment, fengzimo was unable to move, and the connection between spirit and body seemed to be broken.