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Compared with Liu Yaoyao's side, the clouds are calm and the wind is gentle.

It can be said that Fang Mo is surrounded by dangers.

Zheng Wanjun clapped his hands and stood up, but they were two genuine martial arts masters.

Just standing there, the terrifying momentum made Fang Mo breathless.

Zheng Wanjun seemed to have no time for Fang Mo to delay. With almost one order, the two of them launched a violent attack on Fang Mo, who was unarmed.

Bang bang bang!

Fang Mo took a step back after being kicked.

I felt a sharp cold light splitting above my head.

He raised his brows slightly without trace.

"Although the cooperation between these two guys is not very tacit, but one offense and one defense, you come and I go."

"My physical energy consumption is the fastest. Even if I can break through the defense with the brute force of chicken blood mode, another person on the opponent will attack as quickly as possible."

Fang Mo gritted his teeth;

"If we continue to delay like this, if we don't get support from King Yun, I'll have to burp my butt."

While thoughts were swirling in his heart, Fang Mo still tilted his head slightly, narrowly dodging one blow after another.

The sharp katana almost scratched Fang Mo's hair.

Ning Yuelan saw this scene clearly through the peephole in the room.

Her heart was in her throat for a moment, and tears flowed down unsatisfactorily.

"Husband, husband..."

Ning Shiyu was blocked behind by Ning Yuelan and anxiously walked around the room.

"Sister, what's going on outside?"

"you shut up!"

Ning Yuelan roared.

The sister-in-law was immediately confused.

This was probably the first time Ning Shiyu had seen her sister, who had always been gentle, dignified and mature, get so angry.

There is no way, people can become very emotionally unstable when they are extremely nervous.

"Brother-in-law, brother-in-law, he..."

Ning Yuelan said nothing. The shocking fight broke her heart.

Every time Fang Mo avoided the attack and was forced back by another person, Ning Yuelan's expression changed one after another.

Noticing that Fang Mo's reaction speed had begun to slow down, her heart suddenly rose to her throat.

It would be nice if I had brought Xu Sanduo with me when I came out this time.

She couldn't help but feel annoyed!

Xu Sanduo and his wife are both masters from the Middle East who fought in a hail of bullets.

These people may not have practiced meditation systematically, but martial arts masters are divided into two paths.

Exercise the muscles and bones outside, and train the breath inside.

Many mercenaries or special forces don't know it themselves.

In fact, they already belong to the category of martial arts masters.

Those who have the ability to fight one against ten and even fight back can be called martial arts masters.

This is also the reason why every time Fang Mo uses chicken blood mode, he is mistaken for a martial arts master.

Because from a certain level, his sudden golden finger can be regarded as a sign of a martial arts master.

pity……

Zen medicine cannot be practiced.

The old warlock left the chicken blood mode, probably just to allow the inheritors to maintain a high degree of concentration and increase their perception when practicing medicine, treating diseases and saving people.

Avoid excessive physical exertion and failure of treatment for the patient.

Rather than leaving a system of cultivation for future generations specifically and systematically.

call!

At this moment, Ning Yuelan suddenly let out a long sigh of relief;

"Ning Shiyu, if something happens to Fang Mo today, you must remember to take care of yourself."

"What?"

Ning Shiyu still didn't understand the meaning of this sentence.

After saying these words, Ning Yuelan's attention returned to the battlefield.

Whoosh whoosh!

On the other side, Fang Mo was still trying his best to avoid the attack, and his physical strength was gradually failing to keep up.

After all, he is not a real martial arts master. He can neither breathe in nor recover his physical energy quickly.

The chicken blood mode consumes essence, energy and spirit, in other words, qi and blood, which are the nutrients in a person's body.

Needless to say, Fang Mo's body's nutrition was depleted quickly after a long period of high-frequency fighting.

Zheng Wanjun outside the door seemed a little impatient. He even took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth.

However, as the drizzle fell, the cigarette Zheng Wanjun held in his mouth began to get soaked by the rain, making it impossible to light it.

He spit out the cigarette butt again and frowned.

"Can't you kill him in a two-on-one situation?"

Fang Mo's face turned pale and he breathed in the fresh air.

His physical strength has reached its limit.

Watching the two ninjas attack again.

Suddenly, a playful voice sounded from somewhere in the darkness.

"If he dies, there is a high probability that China National Security will go crazy."

"This person is no less valuable than the Eight Generals of the Thousand Sects of the Blood Clothes Sect, or even more so. The relationship between the Blood Clothes Sect and the three tycoons of Jincheng is not so good that they are willing to offend Guoan for the three tycoons."

"So my suggestion is..."

"You surrender yourself obediently, otherwise, I may throw you down to feed the fishes."

Whoosh!

At this moment, a figure wearing a pink shirt walked slowly over.

The rain hit his hair, revealing a handsome face.

This person's appearance was beyond Fang Mo's expectation. In fact, Fang Mo never thought that this person would be on the ship.

"Who are you? Why don't you take action? Kill him. I will let you kill Fang Mo."

"Leave the others alone!"

Zheng Wanjun noticed that as the pink figure appeared, the attack speed of the two ninjas slowly slowed down.

The eyes that were originally firm and cold, like a machine, actually had a hint of awe and complexity.

Awe! ?

What are they in awe of?

The next moment, Fang Mo grinned with a ferocious expression, covered his chest and coughed;

"Sato Ao!?"

"Are you involved this time?"

what happened?

Why is the new young master of the Blood Clothes Sect, Sato Aoi, also on board?