This sword is so powerful? Mo Zhitao's face also changed, and he could feel the horror of the sword-wielding man's move. He was not afraid of death, he was afraid that he would not be able to kill the man with the sword, but harm the masked man who rushed to help him.

Mo Zhitao didn't know who this masked man was? He also didn't have the time or opportunity to ask others. Is it possible that when he dies, his ghost will know the truth? Mo Zhitao thought secretly in his heart

Mo Zhitao took out all the silver needles on his body, he was going to die anyway, and he was not afraid of anything. He pricked all the remaining silver needles in his hand on some of his important acupuncture points. He is a doctor, and he knows which acupuncture point the Dao is tied on, which can ⊥ him to quickly condense his internal force to deal with the enemy.

"Ah" After Mo Zhitao pierced those silver needles on the acupuncture points, others couldn't help but feel that he was a bit like a hedgehog when they saw so many silver needles on his body.

Wyvern Palm Sixth Style

Mo Zhitao gritted his teeth and insisted that since the fifth form could not kill the sword-wielding man, then he would use the sixth style. Anyway, he doesn't want to live, as long as he can deal with this sword-wielding man, as for what will happen to his body later, that's a matter for the future. To put it mildly, he doesn't know if Lu Dao still has a life?

"Boom" As Mo Zhitao tried his best, the energy in his palm continued to gush out. Five meters, five meters two, those dragon shadows still can't be illusioned to six meters.

Mo Zhitao's face changed, after all, he could use the fifth form of the Flying Dragon Palm was already against the sky, and now if he used the sixth form, it would almost make his body retrograde, and if he didn't pay attention to it, his body would go crazy.

"Pounce" Mo Zhitao spat out a mouthful of blood, and after the blood was sprayed on the dragon shadow, it instantly began to lengthen. Hulongying's shadow seemed to have received divine help, and it became six meters.

The current dragon shadow energy is incomparable to before, the clouds in the sky don't know where to run, and there are lights on the side of the road. But with Mo Zhitao and their fight, those lampposts were broken and couldn't be lit.

The sixth form of the Flying Dragon Palm? The sword-wielding man's eyes widened, it was too weird, how could Mo Zhitao use the sixth form of the Flying Dragon Palm? Could it be that his martial arts are level six?

The impossible sword-wielding man immediately dismissed the idea. What if Mo Zhitao's martial arts are level six? He could have killed them just now, how could he still keep them?

So why can he use the sixth form of the Flying Dragon Palm? Doesn't it say that the flying dragon palm of the Yin and Yang Gate, how much martial arts is there, and how many styles can be used? The sword-wielding man was secretly strange.

The man couldn't care so much, and the six-meter dragon shadow formed in front of Mo Zhitao had already flown towards him. He also fought, he knew that the battle was the worst, if he could defeat Mo Zhitao, he would win. The remaining masked man with a third-level martial arts, as long as he made one move, he could defeat the other party.

"Kill" The man shouted, and the red shadow of the long sword surged towards Mo Zhitao.

"Breaking" Mo Zhitao did not show weakness, for the sixth form of the Flying Dragon Palm that he had to make with all his strength, he didn't know what the consequences would be behind the road, so he would deal with the sword-wielding man first.

The masked man and the two men in black also exchanged hands, and the two men in black attacked the masked men one on the left and one on the right. The man in black on the right shot first, and the plum blossom needle in the masked man's right hand shot out, and the man in black on the right hurriedly flew behind to dodge.

The man in black on the left moved, and when he took advantage of the masked man's right hand before he withdrew to take the plum blossom needle, he immediately made a move, and the wind blade in his hand rushed towards him.

Just now they had been observing the masked man firing the plum blossom needle, and the masked man was only firing it with his right hand, and the place where his plum blossom needle was loaded was in the right pocket, so he was relieved.

Generally, people who practice hidden weapons only practice one hand. It is impossible to practice two hands at the same time, otherwise the accuracy of the concealed weapon will be greatly reduced. This masked man is very powerful in firing hidden weapons, if it weren't for their martial arts reaching the fourth level, they used their internal force to force the plum blossom needle to retreat, they would also be shot by the poisonous needle.

When it got closer, the man in black on the left was about to kill in front of the masked man. There was a gloomy intent in his eyes, and with the masked man's third-level martial arts, it was impossible to compete with him. He can kill the masked man now, and then if they join forces to kill Mo Zhitao, they will be able to complete the task.

But something unexpected happened, the masked man's left hand flicked, and five plum blossom needles shot towards the black-clothed man on the left.

"Not good." The man in black on the left found that the situation was wrong, he didn't expect the masked man to be able to use his left hand to make a concealment, just now he didn't observe the masked man holding a plum blossom needle in his left hand.

But it was too late, he had already flown to the masked man's side just now, how could he dodge the shot of five plum blossom needles? "Ahh For a moment, his face darkened, and then he trembled and died.

The rest of the men in black couldn't help but shudder when they saw that the masked man was so cunning and actually kept his back hand. If he had been the last to attack, he might have died.

Mo Zhitao on the "bang" side exchanged hands with the sword-wielding man.

Mo Zhitao didn't block, but still attacked directly at the sword-wielding man, and he wanted to die with the sword-wielding man.

"Mo Zhitao, you madman," the sword-wielding man cried out in fear. The blade in his hand slashed at Mo Zhitao's body, Mo Zhitao didn't block it at all, Mo Zhitao just wanted to do it on his body too.

This world is fair, the man with the sword slashed Mo Zhitao, and the dragon shadows sent out by Mo Zhitao also hit him

"Ah" The sword-wielding man and Mo Zhitao let out a miserable scream at the same time, and the sword-wielding man was hit and flew out upside down, and fell heavily on the ground at the very least. Mo Zhitao also flew out of the back and fell to the ground, their style of play was half a catty and eight taels, and both were defeated.

The man with the sword felt his mind grow more and more confused, and he found that his eyes could not see the scene in front of him. His mouth was constantly bleeding, and he knew he was dying. He hated it so much, if he knew that Mo Zhitao was the master of the Yin and Yang Sect, he would definitely not come over to kill Mo Zhitao so rashly.

If you want to kill the master of a sect, is it so easy to succeed? But there is no regret medicine in this world, and he reaps the consequences.

The rest of the man in black saw that the team leader was almost finished, his face changed drastically, and he turned around and was about to flee behind. When the masked man saw that the man in black was about to escape, he hurriedly shot out the plum blossom needle again, this one was the most stubborn plum blossom needle in his bag, and he had no hidden weapon.

"Whoosh," the man in black's fourth-level martial arts did not cover it to escape with light skills, he avoided the masked man's plum blossom needle, and continued to use light skills to escape towards the black shadow.

"Smack," Mo Zhitao, who was about to die on the ground, suddenly jumped up, he pulled out the three silver needles on his acupuncture points, and threw them at the black-clothed man who had just flown in front of him.

The silver light flashed, and the three silver needles whistled with a strong wind under Mo Zhitao's internal force. The figure in black in the air suddenly froze, and he fell to the ground with a scream.

Mo Zhitao's three silver needles were all shot at his vital point, although he couldn't be killed at once, but he couldn't move.

The man in black was secretly surprised, Mo Zhitao was terrible, he had been fighting with the team leader for so long, he was so seriously injured, and he could still use his internal force to hit himself at the back. The blade qi carried by the silver needle just now was not simple, otherwise it would not have been possible to shoot him.

The masked man saw that the man in black had been shot by Mo Zhitao, and he immediately flew over. "Don't kill me," the man in black cried out in fear.

But the masked man didn't frown, he reached out and struck the masked man's head, and the man in black hung his head and was finished. Just when the masked man wanted to go over to check how Mo Zhitao was doing, several figures flew over there, and then there was a call from Mu Ming, "Zhitao, we are here"

Seeing that it was Mo Zhitao's reinforcements, the masked man turned around and rushed towards the darkness. In the blink of an eye, the masked man disappeared into the night.

Mo Zhitao also felt that his mind was becoming more and more blurred, and he wanted to say thank you to the masked man, but he found that not only could he not move, but he couldn't even speak.

Just a while, Mu Ming and Liang Yelong rushed over. When Lin Zhenqiang met the enemy, he had already called Liang Yelong. But it will be a while before they get here, and if the masked men hadn't arrived in time, they might have been killed by the killers. However, now Mo Zhitao's situation is not good.

When Mu Ming came to the scene, he couldn't help but be secretly surprised when he saw that there were more than 20 people in black here. When he walked to Mo Zhitao's side, he saw that Mo Zhitao's face was pale and his breathing was getting weaker and weaker, so he hurriedly used his hand to pull out the silver needle on Mo Zhitao's body first, and then sealed Mo Zhitao's acupuncture points with the silver needle.

Then, Mu Ming lost some internal strength in Mo Zhitao's body, in order to keep Mo Zhitao's heart. However, Mo Zhitao still didn't wake up, which made Mu Ming worried.

Judging from the situation at the scene, the fight was very fierce at that time, and the opponent dispatched so many people, it is estimated that they are not weak opponents. "Master, Brother Qiang, they are also in danger." Liang Yelong screamed worriedly.

They began to call Mu a senior, and later Yu Crisp followed Mo Zhitao to call Mu a master.

"Quick, go to that leisure mountain villa in your forest lake, I want to treat them." Mu Ming couldn't care so much, he took out the silver needle and stabbed Lin Zhenqiang and Tao Mingguang a few times, and then asked Liang Yelong and Cen Tianjie to carry one and run towards Lin Hu.

Mu Ming sighed helplessly, he had a cursory inspection just now, Mo Zhitao was the most seriously injured, followed by Lin Zhenqiang and Tao Mingguang, and this time he didn't know if Lu Dao could save them.

It's a pity that he doesn't know the Yin and Yang Formula, otherwise he will have a greater grasp, and the Yin and Yang Formula has a great effect in treatment. Mu Ming picked up Mo Zhitao and rushed towards the direction where Liang Yelong and the others were galloping away.

Since Qi Xiaolong called the Leisure Villa, those people didn't dare to say anything. After Mu Ming carried Mo Zhitao into the bamboo building, he began to take off Mo Zhitao's clothes. Now Mo Zhitao's body is getting colder and colder, which is a bad sign.

"Master, what should we do now?" Cen Tianjie walked over and asked.