Ye Weishuang leaned down, and his left fingertips slightly touched the ground with his posture like a beast. He was already used to moving in this posture. Such a posture could increase his concentration and agility by 30%. Although his mental cohesion is very low now, he is still more than enough to avoid it if he wants to do his best.

The other party is a partner of a couple of Earth Immortals, and Ye Weishuang is destined to be unable to fight easily in this battle.

The moment he called "start", the opponent immediately launched an attack. Perhaps in their opinion, the young Ye Weishuang didn't need two to go together - if they wanted to do it together, it was just to pass the level faster, so it was only the man who attacked. The man had no weapons in his hand, but just waved his fists and rushed up. Ye Weishuang almost moved when his fist was about to touch his cheek. He twisted his waist and gently pulled his body, and the fist wind immediately wiped his cheek and opened it wrongly.

The fist made the man stunned for a moment. He really didn't expect that his fist would fall into nothing. However, the Earth Immortal, who reacted absolutely quickly, immediately pulled out another fist, and the same size of force hit Ye Weishuang's inevitable direction. Even if the reaction is sensitive, he is still a human being, and he must be a little bulky. His fist hit Ye Weishuang's abdomen, and even if there is a slight deviation, he can definitely hit the target. With the strength of his fist when he exploded, the defeat of this thin boy was for sure.

Who knew that in the next second, the man's eyes were fixed. The boy's waist twisted between his fists as if he had no bones, pounced on his chest like a slippery fish, and slipped out from the gap. That body movement was extremely fast!

Ye Weishuang was away from the two of them at the moment of escaping those sharp fists. He clearly understood that he was not their opponent in attack, but they were not comparable to the two of them. It is hard to say about women, but the man had a clear mind. It was like a beast's intuition, and he could quickly distinguish the gap in strength between them.

"A Ping, this kid is weird." The woman's eyes sterned, she said to the man, and immediately took a look. Ye Weishuang did not see any of them ready to transform, so she realized that they still did not take him seriously.

The man nodded, shrugged his shoulders, twisted his arms, making the joints of his body sound like a "slap". Then he squeezed his fist with blue veins again. "That would probably be a little more exciting."

Ye Weishuang once again sank his body, putting his right hand slightly on his back. The gun was his trump card and he would not dare to use it until he had no choice.

Ye Weishuang knew that it was not good at the moment when the man exploded. His speed was three times that of the previous one, and it was obvious that he had already started to use his strength. Ye Weishuang stared at him without blinking, but his whole body was in the direction of the woman. The man named Aping came to Ye Weishuang in the blink of an eye, took a step forward, and the ground was shaken hard, and the two fists were penetrated like monkeys between the lunges. The force of this move was at the back. If the opponent took the move in front and found that the power was small and light, then his life would be lost. The force behind him would instantly shatter the opponent's meridians and flesh. In this man's opinion, using this punch to deal with this kid was really a face.

However, the moment when the fists hit like lightning, the man's eyes froze. The boy in front of him still had no intention of taking the unavoidable fists. The strange body movement that had made people think was lucky appeared in front of the man again. He bowed his waist down, his chest and nose tightly pressed against the man's arms, and slipped in front of him like cigarettes from his waist.

The man felt a burst of stamina on his waist, and was shocked and jumped to the side in a hurry. However, his lunge was used for charge, and he was still slow to jump to the side. When he landed, he felt a soreness in his waist. The man's face was shocked and suspicious. This soft stamina was a bit similar to his power... No, maybe he had the essence more than him!

Three people stood in a triangle on the stage. Ye Weishuang looked at the two from afar, calmly looking at the two earthly immortals with uncertain faces. I am afraid that only Mo Li was present could find some tricks. Since Ye Weishuang transformed, he often soaked in the bathtub. As a mermaid's perception of water, if he said the second, no one dared to say the first. Flying in the water made him gradually realize a strange explosive power. The moment the fish tail radiated the water was not a direct slap, but a flexible long tail

The whole process of swaying starts from slow to fast, and the moment of swaying the tail is the most powerful moment. In the liquid, this feeling is especially easy to understand, and in the nearly unresisting air, Ye Weishuang is still at ease. The palms that slapped the man's waist were like swinging the tail of a fish. The air around him was shaking, and the continuous momentum that was reciprocating was all shot out. If the man hadn't flashed fast, even the earth immortal could not withstand such a palm.

The man stood there and did not dare to step forward for a moment. The woman next to him also frowned. The man rubbed his waist and said, "Lizi, this kid is not easy to deal with. Let's go together."

Ye Weishuang's face remained unchanged, but his heart was tight. He might be able to deal with one person, but two people...

Before he could prepare, the couple rushed up in a completely blockade. The man was following the power route, while the woman was just agile. The two were complementary attributes. Ye Weishuangxin called out "bad". This pair of partners was down-to-earth, with a strict training partner of the Earth Immortal couple.

Although he didn't know why such a partner could be found in the lower realm, Ye Weishuang had no time to think about this problem. He looked at the gap between the two and was about to twist and miss it. However, the woman's right hand that had not been attacked had turned and turned a red-spiked knife between the two! The shaky blade was facing the gap that Ye Weishuang had originally wanted to pass through. The blade that rushed straight to the front scared him so much that he stopped. He was both palmed by the two on his shoulders, and then the shaky knife was in front of him with a silver arc!

Ye Weishuang was hit by that palm before, all the internal organs seemed to be incorrectly positioned. The chest and abdomen were rumbling, and the hidden force was rushing down his shoulders, spreading from the surface of his body to the inner cavity. Ye Weishuang's eyes immediately became wet. In the hazy state, the knife was already standing in front of his eyes.

"Look up! Take a step at 10 o'clock!" A thunderous sound exploded. Ye Weishuang subconsciously followed the order when he heard this sound. The blade narrowly brushed his chin and slight stinging pain with a few strands of black hair that had no time to dodge and spread out quickly. The place where Ye Weishuang stepped was the space created by the woman's concave and convex body after the man and the woman exchanged footsteps. Then Ye Weishuang almost subconsciously followed his body's dodging instinct and slid out from the woman's under the chest and abdomen.

The distance that was instantly drawn by both parties caught both of them off guard. Ye Weishuang just glanced at him for a moment and saw a white figure coming from afar like a bull.

The pair of earth immortals did not give Ye Weishuang any extra reaction time. They both raised their hands, and each had a red-seared knife in their hands! Ye Weishuang only truly realized the terribleness of his partner. The space left by one person can be made up by another person. This kind of gapless fighting style is enough to deal with a earth immortal who is several times stronger than their single person's ability. But at this moment, the explosion-like sound sounded again, and this time the distance was closer: "Ganxu step, upper grid, retreat two and a half!" Ye Weishuang's feet seemed to have accepted it. As if he had ordered his brain, he moved without hesitation. He pressed his left foot against his toes, and he slid his right foot into half, and his right foot was slid halfway. The slid on his hands exactly on the wrist that the man had chopped. The huge force made Ye Weishuang's hands feel sore and numb, but the man's hand was also shaken. In this gap, Ye Weishuang took two steps suddenly and paused again. The woman who arrived behind him, who had arrived at some point, had predicted his coming, and the knife he cut suddenly fell into vain. Ye Weishuang turned around and slid between them.

The two of them changed their faces at the same time: "There are masters."

They all turned to the direction where the sound just now came. Ye Weishuang finally got a chance to take a breath, and turned to look at the familiar sound that shocked him.

A man with black hair was wearing a crooked black-framed glasses, a thin white nightgown, and a pair of bright yellow plush slippers. He was staring at the two-piece coldly with a cigarette in his mouth. The couple was shocked. The man's cold eyes were so cold that they actually made them shudder. At this moment, the uncle with a stubble face kicked the side of the two-meter-high platform with a "splitting" and cursed without any image: "Grandma's bear's face doesn't let him go on stage halfway! I'm here to collect the corpse!"

The couple was shocked at each other. The man's kick actually stepped into the side of the platform and fell into a deep pit in the boss. The strength of the platform is obvious to all. There are many people here who have treasures, especially treasures that focus on power. However, even under such a bombing of treasures, the damage to the platform was extremely subtle. From beginning to end, only Ye Weishuang's wind talisman hit created a big pit on the platform. How powerful should this person be!

Ye Weishuang was stunned. He had never seen Mo Li, who was so angry, so frustrated.

Mo Li kicked the table hard, and then his eyes were cast on Ye Weishuang's body, and a glimmer suddenly flashed in his eyes. Then he regained his calm voice and said, "Close your eyes."

The moment Ye Weishuang stared at the quiet eyes, his trembling heart calmed down, as if his soul had been relieved. He closed his eyes as he said.

The couple on the opposite side looked at the two in surprise. The man finally decided to use the policy of mercy to persuade the seemingly unfathomable man in front of him not to interfere: "Sir, this is our battlefield, please don't..."

"Fuck! That kid is my partner. I'll let you bully me if I come one step later!?"

Partner?! The couple was shocked. They immediately realized that the little devil's partner who could "take a step later" in front of them... was a fairy!

The two of them dared not underestimate the enemy anymore. They only heard a cold snorting from the woman's mouth, and their bodies suddenly turned into a red mist. The light in the man's eyes became more and more cold and solemn. A red chain suddenly pulled out from the deformed red mist. On each chain, several flying knives were hanging!

The moment the weapon appeared, Mo Li from the audience smiled. The man glanced at him and felt a chill in his heart. What's going on? Could this fairy be able to display some abilities in the audience? Or could the boy on the opposite side actually deal with his squad in the earthly fairy and no one can match the flying knife?

He didn't know that Ye Weishuang, who was training in Mo Li, has always used the bottom line to avoid sniper bullets. Even the thumper, which has a slower firing rate, is definitely much faster than a few flying knives that are not as good as Mo Li's eyes.

"Weishuang, your specialty is here." Mo Li sneered, staring at the man holding the flying knife lock with his eyes. Ye Weishuang has a good ability to dodge. Dodge people's fists and dodge bullets are different. Ye Weishuang's actions against the latter have almost developed inertia.

Ye Weishuang closed his eyes, and Mo Li's voice beside his ears. There was no more blood-stained head in front of him. He could hear many sounds in the darkness. The sound of fighting on the platform beside him, the friction of weapons piercing into the flesh, the sound of clear ling of the man flying knives on the opposite side... and the sound of Mo Li's steady breathing under the stage, the two almost overlapping heartbeats on the man opposite...

"Wow!" A sharp sound of breaking the wind came directly. Ye Weishuang seemed to be able to hear the sharp screams of the atmosphere in front of him being cut by the thin flying knife. He was just a misalignment, and the flying knife roared away. However, the air did not stop trembling. When another howl approached, the sound of cutting through the wind sounded behind his head.

Ye Weishuang suddenly lowered his body, supported his hands on the ground, and his limbs opened at a strange angle as his body hung in the air, and several winds roared past his ears under his waist!

The other party's heartbeat for a moment.

Ye Weishuang felt his heartbeat completely disappear. Just like Mo Li standing opposite him, every shot he fired at him was facing the heart, but Ye Weishuang could smell that rich trust on every bullet. The trust he could dodge without any harm. From the beginning, he couldn't believe that Mo Li actually pointed the gun at him, and finally closed his eyes and smiled and dodged his deadly bullet, Ye Weishuang had completely entrusted his life to this man who had abandoned his childhood.

And now, it's still the same. The man stood in the audience and said, "There is your specialty below."

Ye Weishuang's mood suddenly became calm. He didn't have to be afraid. He just needed to dodge and listen to every command from Mo Li. He could hear Mo Li's heart beating, very calm and extremely down-to-earth. He seemed to be in the sea. The sea water on all sides could not hinder any of his actions.

The man with the flying knife chain in his palm widened his eyes. In extreme shock, he almost couldn't hold his wife in his hand. The figure of that little ghost was so fast... completely different from before! Although his previous bodywork was indeed mysterious, he felt a sense of fear at this moment. He seemed to be able to predict the trajectory of each flying knife, and even those flying from behind him could instantly detect it. No matter how many collisions and interferences of the flying knife were, it seemed that he could not shake his judgment of the attack! The man's back was already covered in cold sweat. He glanced at the man who was sneering in the audience. In his opinion, it was the ability of this immortal that made the child on the opposite side burst out with such amazing strength.

He swallowed again and looked at the chains in his hand. The flying swords that flew out had reached 28, and under the control of him and his wife, he was so dense that he was bombarded at the young man. However, he could not believe that under such a dense blade, the young man could only use his body movement to change the trajectory of the airflow to tilt the blade. Then dozens of flying swords collided together and were broken off the attack.

A slightly fierce voice sounded in the man's mind: "Let's take action!"

His eyes suddenly opened wide, and he felt heartbroken. The chains on his body shook, and a roar suddenly sounded. His strong body shook suddenly and rushed forward. His long aftertaste was delayed for a moment. Then, thousands of flying knives rushed towards Ye Weishuang after a brief blank like a storm.

Ye Weishuang was shocked. He felt the galloping roar of thousands of horses, and the dense blades completely blocked all possible escape paths in front of him. At this moment, Mo Li's voice sounded: "five-seen 12 degrees southeast of the front."

Mo Li knew what gun Ye Weishuang was carrying. With his eyesight, he could tell from the shape of Ye Weishuang's waist protruding. Although he didn't know how many bullets were left in Ye Weishuang's gun, when he saw Ye Weishuang pressing his right hand behind him without hesitation, he understood that this time he had the right bet, at least one bullet in his gun. Ye Weishuang knew more than him. His last bullet was not made of talisman ash, but was a live bullet with a gun.

——A real metal bullet. 6% copper-skin pure lead-core bullet. Pure lead-core bullets are generally only used in large-caliber pistols, but Mo Li gave him almost all this strange small-caliber bullet. The highest-precision gun and this strength bullet have amazing destructive power. When Ye Weishuang raised the gun, the other party could not see the scene behind the dense flying knife. However, a scream rang out in the man's ears: "A Ping, that kid has a gun!"

No one can question the power of the gun. Its speed and mass make its attack power far higher than the thin flying knife. Even such a dense flying knife, under the condition that the man deliberately expanded and spread out to one layer, the last metal bullet still shot into the target accurately with an irresistible momentum. There was a moment of stagnation, and then something seemed to break, and the man's violent roar suddenly sounded. The shrill scream was vaguely: "Lizi!!"

Ye Weishuang panicked slightly. He heard something broken and all the flying knives in front of him disappeared in an instant. Then the man with murderous aura almost jumped up and rushed towards Ye Weishuang. The sudden burst speed surprised Ye Weishuang. There was already an answer in his heart, but the answer made him dare not think about it, and his body began to tremble again.

"Wei Shuang!" Mo Li's voice suddenly woke him up. Ye Weishuang hurriedly turned to dodge, but the red-spiked knife had already reached it, and in a millisecond it scraped off half of his shoulder. The red blood mist suddenly exploded. Ye Weishuang only felt the knife stumble on the bone and blood, just a touch. Then, the severe pain suddenly came up like a tide. Ye Weishuang unconsciously let out a tragic scream.

"Wei Shuang!" Mo Li's voice sounded again, and there was a hint of panic in his tone.

Ye Weishuang took several steps back and opened his eyes. The hideous face of the man who was close to him was shocked. "Press the hole!" The moment Mo Li's voice sounded, Ye Weishuang almost subconsciously dropped his hand, and slapped it with one palm, which was actually a little faster than that man. The man's clawed fingertips into Ye Weishuang's bloody shoulders. While Ye Weishuang screamed, the man who was hit on the back of his neck glared at the eyes, and then fell down softly, and the huge force in his hand continued for a while.

The numbers on the stage were dim.

Ye Weishuang's chest was gasping violently, and his five fingers, like iron-clad fingers were still deeply embedded in his wound. Not far away, a woman's body covered in blood was soft and down, as if she had no breath.

Just as the number disappeared, Mo Li jumped onto the stage and grabbed Ye Weishuang who had fallen down. He stared at the wound and five fingers on Ye Weishuang's left shoulder fiercely, hugged Ye Weishuang from behind, and covered his mouth with his right hand: "Hold on."

Ye Weishuang no longer had the strength to nod.

Mo Li grabbed the thick palm, and the blue veins on the hand suddenly became very violent, which shows how much force it was used to penetrate Ye Weishuang's shoulder. He seemed to have grabbed the force he wanted to take out his heart. All five fingers were buried in one piece, and the back of his hand had already turned blue.

Mo Li grabbed the man's wrist and tiger's mouth, his eyes flashed in his eyes, and the veins on his left hand protruded, pulling out his bloody five fingers. Ye Weishuang's heart-wrenching scream was stuffed in Mo Li's big hand, and then his vocal cords could not bear the sharp voice, turning into silent and hoarseness.

Five blood holes were immediately covered with blood.

Mo Li took it out in his pocket, but didn't even take out a talisman. He looked at his furry pajamas again, and finally had to tear off the cloth strips on Ye Weishuang's shirt that were almost unconscious and carefully tied them. Although he was bandaged so that it was not good-looking.

"Don't sleep!" Mo Li shook Ye Weishuang fiercely, and Ye Weishuang's eyes that were about to close were barely opened. Mo Li saw his mouth and vaguely said: Mo...Li...

He was slightly silent. It was Mo Li, not Uncle Mo.

The fragile body leaned against his arms, and the nerves in front of him were approaching the brink of collapse. Mo Li saw his uneasy and painful expression and trembled with his lips:...I... I've killed someone...

Mo Li hugged the body with low body temperature. He never panicked like this. He never was so frightened like this. It seemed that no matter what happened to Ye Weishuang, he would cut off most of his life. Mo Li grabbed Ye Weishuang's intact shoulder tightly and lowered his head. He didn't know what was wrong. The moment he lowered his head, he actually pressed his warm lips on Ye Weishuang's chin, which was scratched by the knife. His wet tongue licked back and forth on the cold and round chin, and the smell of salt rushed into his nose. Ye Weishuang's consciousness seemed to have been awake for a moment. A dull look appeared on his face.

Then, Mo Lihuo's hot lips touched his lower lip, and the warm and salty tongue immediately penetrated between Ye Weishuang's teeth. Ye Weishuang heard his heartbeat resumed and beat extremely strongly. Then, the heartbeat in his chest began to be on the same frequency as himself.

Mo Li silently hugged Ye Weishuang horizontally. Ye Weishuang's left hand, which had lost control, was carefully held by him and leaned against Ye Weishuang's side. When he jumped off the stage, his white pajamas had been dyed blood red.

The people who were watching here stared at him and Ye Weishuang with their eyes staring at him and Ye Weishuang. Mo Li just came to the room with the same number as the one on the platform, kicked the door and put the person on the bed. Ye Weishuang was still holding his eyes and staring at Mo Li with all his strength. He sighed and said in his ear: "Your bullet hit her by the woman's life core. It just broke her condensation shape. It did not hurt her life."

When Ye Weishuang heard "not hurt his life", something suddenly fell to the ground when he heard it. A wave of dizziness came up. He could not even hold on to Mo Li's advice, so he closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Chapter completed!