Aware of the terrible attack of the giant demon corpse, Mo Ming''s eyes flickered rapidly. Under the critical situation, he couldn''t think much. At that time, the real yuan in his body turned to the extreme, then suddenly grasped the black broken knife in his hand and cleaved up angrily with all his strength.


    In the face of Mo Ming''s full strength sword, the giant demon corpse was not afraid. He still stuck out his sharp black palm and slapped it on the broken knife.


    "Dang!"


    The harsh sound of gold and iron resounded. At the next moment, Mo Ming felt as if he had been hit hard. His face turned white. A mouthful of blood gushed out again. Even people shot out with a knife and fell heavily on the top of the mountain below, directly hitting a shocking pit.


    "This demon corpse king is really abnormal." seeing this scene, long Bufan was secretly surprised. He didn''t think that with the whole body strength of Mo Ming, it was difficult to take a palm of the giant demon corpse. It can be imagined how terrible the strength of the giant demon corpse is.


    "Cough, cough, cough!"


    In the deep pit, Mo Ming stood up and coughed fiercely. But when he looked up at the huge demon corpse in the air, he found that his cold scarlet pupils locked himself.


    At the next moment, Mo Ming''s hair suddenly turned upside down, and his heart was filled with danger. His mind moved. Regardless of his body injury, he suddenly snatched out of the pit.


    "Boom!"


    At the moment when he swept out of the pit, a thick black palm, with terrible magic gas, pierced through the void and directly blasted into the pit where Mo Ming had stayed.


    Bang -!


    In a short moment, the whole mountain peak was split into a huge pit and raised smoke under this palm.


    Such an overwhelming trend is really shocking.


    Looking at this dangerous scene, Mo Ming was sweating all over, and his face became extremely ugly. This huge demon corpse, whether in speed or strength, was far better than himself. Even if he tried his best, he was not his opponent.


    Can we only use that move now?


    Mo Ming''s eyes twinkled and his face was uncertain. Finally, he clenched his teeth and shook his head and said, "no, the master said that the blood Luo body he gave me can only be used once every three months with my current cultivation. If I use it now, it will be much more difficult for me to win the first title in the hundred ranking wars at that time!"


    In his mind, he looked at the dozens of figures surrounded by the tide of demon corpses, and at this time, the breath of the giant demon corpse had locked him again.


    "It seems that this is the only way!" Mo Ming suddenly burst out two cold murderous thoughts in his eyes. He immediately bit the tip of his tongue and restored his energy to the peak at the cost of burning the essence of one year''s life. Then his body turned into a black lightning and quickly rushed to a tall and strong young man with animal face on his head in the shadow.


    "Brother Mo, you''re just in time. We can''t stand it!" the tall young man was glad to see Mo Ming flying. He shouted for help.


    However, just as his voice was falling, he suddenly felt a cold in his neck. When a tingling message came from his brain, his throat cut by a knife was already shooting a rain arrow.