Wu Daoling's strength was not as good as Gui Fuzi's, so it was not easy for him to be able to hold him off for such a long time. Now it is powerless to go to the rescue.
Seeing the powerful aura of Master Gui getting closer and closer to him, Li Mo still did not dodge. Even if he was injured, he would kill the red dragon and kill an enemy master. Then the mainland monks would have an extra chance of winning!
Phew…
There was a sound of a sharp weapon piercing the flesh, and the red dragon scale sword had penetrated the chest of the red dragon.
boom…
Then Gui Fuzi's attack also landed on Li Mo's back.
puff…
A bloody sword spurted out from Li Mo's mouth and flew several feet before he managed to stabilize his body. However, there was no expression of pain on Li Mo's face. Instead, he looked at the ghost master next to the red dragon's body with a faint smile.
"Hmph! It doesn't matter what your strength is like, Martial Lord. Why don't you just watch me kill your men?"
"You kid, you can still survive under my palm. It seems that you are not simple!"
Gui Fuzi did not pay too much attention to Chi Jiao's death, but became very interested in Li Mo. This was the first time he had seen a monk with the strength of a senior Martial Emperor able to withstand his own palm.
"Don't think about how powerful you are, isn't it just one palm? Even Master Ten Palms can hold it."
After wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Li Mo once again clenched the red dragon scale sword in his hand and said arrogantly.
He just said this to put some pressure on Master Gui, if the palm just now was not protected by the immortal golden body. Even if he is not dead now, he will still be seriously injured. How can he still have the strength to stand here
"Jie Jie... Since you are so capable, I want to see if you can really withstand my ten palms!"
How could the old and cunning ghost master believe what Li Mo said? His black robe shook and his body became blurry. When he appeared again, he had already arrived in front of Li Mo, and a big skinny hand slapped Li Mo head-on.
ah!
Li Mo didn't expect that the ghost master's movements were so fast and strange, but he had already arrived in front of him in the blink of an eye. After screaming in surprise, the Youlong footwork came into play.
Whoosh…
Pulling a long afterimage, the general escaped the attack of the ghost master.
"Hey! What a great move!"
The attack failed, and Master Gui couldn't help but be a little surprised.
"Li Mo! Go help the others quickly, I'll hold him back here first!"
At this time, Wu Daoling had arrived and stopped in front of Li Mo.
"Okay! I'll leave this to you first."
Wu Daoling's profound sense of justice still impressed Li Mo very much, and he rushed towards the people who were fighting fiercely over there without stopping. Every second of delay, the lives of mainland monks are dying.
"Jie Jie... Since you insist on dying, then I will help you."
Seeing Wu Daoling appear in front of him again, Master Gui showed a cruel smile on his lips. His hands turned into sharp claws, and the terrifying aura of the powerful warrior was released without any reservation.
…
And here, due to the addition of Li Mo, the mainland monks who had already been defeated immediately turned the tide of the battle around! Although Li Mo had just been injured by the ghost master, he was still able to deal with these men in black.
Swish, swish, swish…
The red light of the Dragon Scale Red Sword was flying up and down among the crowd, and wherever it passed, a man in black would surely fall. Under the leadership of Li Mo, the mainland monks were about to wipe out all the men in black No. 100.
boom…
At this moment, a sudden loud noise rang in everyone's ears. Some monks who were not strong enough were even shocked to the point of bleeding from their seven orifices, and fell to the ground with unknown life or death.
Li Mo looked at the place where the sound came from, and Wu Daoling had fallen to the ground covered in blood.
"Oops!"
After shouting loudly, Li Mo immediately rushed over. He didn't want to see Wu Daoling die in the hands of the ghost master. Wu Daoling could put aside his past grudges and fight alongside him, so how could Li Mo sit idly by and ignore him.
call out…
There was a sound in the air, and Li Mo, who was afraid that he would not be able to rescue him in time, directly used his psychic finger towards the ghost master.
"Hmph! How dare you show off your little skills in front of me!"
Seeing the extremely small light spots approaching him, Gui Fuzi didn't pay attention. He waved his skinny hand and created a black barrier to protect his body.
Bang bang bang…
After a soft sound, the Lingxi Finger did not cause any harm to him. But when he wanted to kill Wu Daoling again, Wu Daoling was nowhere to be seen.
At this time, Li Mo had already supported Wu Daoling and came to the camp of mainland monks. He did not hope that he could use his Lingxi finger to hurt Gui Fuzi. The reason why he did this was to hold him back so that he could buy time to rescue Wu Daoling.
"Boy, I didn't expect that you not only have such cultivation at such a young age, but also have such scheming. If time passes, I may not be your opponent. But unfortunately, you don't have time to grow up!"
After saying that, strong winds were blowing up, mixed with dust and gravel, making it impossible for everyone to open their eyes. A pair of huge skinny claws fell from the sky, and everyone looked so insignificant in front of it!
"Everyone, disperse!"
Although he couldn't see clearly what was happening, Li Mo's powerful consciousness could already feel the danger coming. After shouting loudly, he immediately grabbed Wu Daoling's wrist and dodged to the side.
boom…
The speed of the sharp claw was so fast that as soon as Li Mo's voice fell, it had already landed where he was standing just now. Some of the monks on the mainland behind him did not react in time. They were beaten into a pulp without even making a sound. The remaining limbs and arms were broken, and the blood dyed the ground red, which was disgusting!
"Li Mo! This is not the way to go. You should let me go. Return to your sect quickly to find reinforcements, otherwise our Xuangu Continent will be doomed."
Wu Daoling knew that they had encountered a powerful enemy today and might not be able to escape death. The only hope now is to let Li Mo escape and bring Bai Yichen here, and maybe there is a slight chance of winning.
"Wu Daoling, you don't need to worry about this matter. I have sent people to notify the sect a long time ago, and it won't be long before someone comes to help. You'd better save your energy. If you die, who will I cause trouble in the future? go!"
Having a common enemy brought the two incompatible forces together. Wu Daoling and Li Mo supported each other, with expressions of determination on the faces of the few remaining strong men on the mainland.
"Master Gui! Use whatever means you have. Our monks on the Xuangu Continent cannot be defeated by you group of invaders!"
Li Mo's expression was already calm, and he did not have the slightest fear because he was facing a powerful Martial Master.
"Yes! What a bullshit Lord Martial God, he is just a shrinking turtle. If you can let him out, I will chop off his head with a knife! Haha..."
"Kill the Martial God! Kill the Martial God!"
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(End of chapter)