Chapter 60 Crazy Brothers

The sun was high in the sky, but it was cold under the forest. Mo Yu and Zhao Yi were seen standing opposite each other.

Zhao Yi held a short dagger in both hands and stabbed Mo Yu on the shoulder with a ferocious expression. His eyes were about to burst, and he used all his strength.

Mo Yu reacted in time, but the opponent was seriously injured in front of him. His movements made a messy sound. He turned around and retreated, narrowly avoiding the vital point. When the dagger stabbed his shoulder, he used his inner strength with his left hand to hold the dagger blade, making it penetrate an inch.

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Seeing that the dagger could not advance even an inch, Zhao Yi's face instantly turned pale. He was unable to get off the tiger, so he could only continue to use his internal energy to thrust forward.

Mo Yu's face was as cold as frost, and he looked at Zhao Yi coldly. The palm of his left hand became hot, and a wisp of bright red flowed out. It fell to the ground along the dagger, and dripped on the snow that had not yet melted, making it dazzling.

The blood is hot, but the heart is cold at the moment. He means no harm to others, but they are plotting. Since good intentions cannot be cherished, no wonder you are ruthless.

Mo Yu shouted coldly and raised the hand holding the dagger in his left hand. Zhao Yi followed suit and raised his hands. The middle door opened. He let go of the dagger in a panic and turned around to run away. Mo Yu kicked him directly.

The dog digs the soil.

Zhao Yi fell to the ground, murmuring in panic, Mo Yu held the bloody dagger in his left hand, stepped forward, kicked Zhao Yi over with his right foot, and said coldly: "I didn't intend to kill you, but you turned out to be a thief.

, a worthy death."

As he spoke, he threw the dagger aside and slowly let out a sob. Zhao Yi looked horrified when he saw this. He crawled back regardless of the pain and shouted: "I don't want to either, but the wooden stick is not stained by the blood of the dead. I

I don’t want to die, I don’t want to die!”

The voice was shrill and stern, as if he was crazy. Mo Yu had a cold face the whole time, and he caught up with Zhao Yi in a few steps. You Qi raised his head and hesitated for a moment, and finally stabbed hard in his eyes.

"Pfft~", the sword blade passed through his chest and pinned Zhao Yi to the ground. His pupils were dilated and blood was flowing out of his mouth. His body twitched a few times and then stopped moving. The ground was a pool of bright red.

Youqi pulled it out and returned it to the sheath handle. Mo Yu leaned down, turned the corpse over, took out a wooden stick and inserted it into the chest of the corpse. The first frame changed instantly, the color changed from bone white to bright red.

He had been delayed here for too long. He was not in good condition at the moment and should not stay for a long time. Mo Yu pulled off a strand of cloth from Zhao Yi's body, briefly bandaged his left hand, turned and walked towards the depths of the forest.

It was close to noon, the sun was at its strongest, and the fighting in the forest was also at its peak. As we walked along, we could see broken limbs, blood-stained weapons, and corpses on the trees and in the bushes on the ground.

The air is filled with the disgusting smell of blood. The birds and beasts in the forest have long since disappeared, leaving only a scene of solemn killing. The battle is not limited to this lush forest. The battle is not limited to this lush forest. Under the top of the mountain, the stone stairs are all battlefields. Only then will the real battle begin.

The meeting of wind and cloud.

Mo Yu ducked down all the way and encountered several waves of group fights. They were so ferocious that both sides turned red-eyed and seemed unwilling to give up. Their energy was so strong that Mo Yu managed to escape.

However, things are unpredictable, and good luck will not always accompany Mo Yu. At this moment, a pair of twin brothers in front of him blocked Mo Yu's way.

One person carries a hammer and the other person carries an axe. Both sides and the back of the head are shaved, with a small knot hanging back on the top of the head. They are tall and tall, wearing wolf fur coats.

"Boy," the young man carrying the hammer said fiercely, with his nostrils pointing to the sky: "Kill the point of knowledge on your own, otherwise, my two brothers will not leave your whole body!"

The young man carrying the ax grinned sinisterly. He held the ax handle in his right hand and turned the ax body. His eyes were fixed on the ax blade. The blood on the blade was still wet, so he must have just killed someone.

Mo Yu's face was gloomy, and he looked around the two of them expressionlessly. It was not difficult to find that the other party was a master of the second level of heaven, not much different from himself.

The left hand is injured, one is fine, but the two are a bit stretched.

What's more, these are twin brothers who work together tacitly, and the weapons they use are heavy opening and closing weapons, with huge lethality. Given Youqi's current situation, it is inevitable that they will suffer another round of destruction.

When the two people on the opposite side saw that Mo Yu didn't reply, they became impatient. If they hadn't saved some energy to deal with the enemies from the third level, they would have come to kill them long ago.

The young man carrying the hammer smashed the hammer on the ground, stepped on the hammer and pointed it at himself and shouted at Mo Yu: "We are crazy brothers of Xiaoyue Villa. We have no good corpses. We are a little tired from killing today. Hurry up."

It’s over, Modo forces us to take action!”

According to the past style of the two of them, they would never be at odds with others like this. It was all because they sensed a threatening aura from Mo Yu. If they fought two against one, even if they won, they would inevitably be injured, and it would be even more difficult later on.

They wanted to be subdued without fighting, but unfortunately they picked the wrong target. Mo Yu had already seen clearly the opponent's thoughts and would not let him go. He was afraid of losing both sides, so the situation was deadlocked here.

When the sound of killing came from afar, the two sides could no longer remain in a stalemate and had to resolve the situation as soon as possible. Otherwise, if a powerful enemy came, no one would be able to escape.

Using less to hit more, Mo Yu chose to strike preemptively. His footsteps touched the ground a little, and he took out the sheath with a weeping cry. He pointed the tip of his sword directly at the young man who wielded the hammer. After all, the hammer was heavier than the axe, so his reaction should be slower.

Seeing that Mo Yu was the first to take action and target himself, the young hammer bared his teeth and yelled: "How brave!" However, disdain appeared on the corner of his mouth. The heavy hammer was not as slow as Mo Yu thought, and he picked it up with a bang.

Sweeping through thousands of armies with one stroke.

Mo Yu's face changed suddenly, and he suddenly stopped and jumped back to get out of the attack range of the heavy hammer. Before he landed, the ax youth laughed again in his ears. He moved from top to bottom, trying to split Mo Yu into two.

Half.

"Damn it!" The hair on Mo Yu's body exploded. The scabbard of his left hand hit the ground, and he turned his body sideways. The ax blade hit his face, and a strand of long hair was broken by the wind.

"Bang~", the ax blade split the ground, splashing mud, and without hesitation swept towards Mo Yu's waist. From behind, the young man jumped up with a smile and struck towards Mo Yu's head.

Less than five or six breaths after the battle started, the crazy brothers cooperated with each other smoothly, cutting off all Mo Yu's escape routes without any gaps, and executed killer moves step by step.

Seeing the ax hammer coming, Mo Yu's eyes were filled with coldness, a strong wind burst out from his body, and he shouted in a low voice: "Die Lang Jue!"

As expected, water mist appeared on the blade of Youwei's sword, and the "ding bell~" swayed on the ax blade, causing the young man with the ax to feel the ax head stagnant, changing direction uncontrollably and slashing to the side.

Then, as the heavy hammer approached the top of his head, Mo Yu crossed his steps and miraculously hid aside, causing the heavy hammer to hit not far from the axe-wielding young man's feet, almost accidentally injuring himself.

While the Fengxing brothers were frightened, Mo Yu's figure flickered, his steps were strange and irregular, and he bullied the two of them. He swept the axe-wielding young man with his long sword, causing the opponent to drag the ax and jump away, and then pointed the sword blade directly at the hammer-wielding young man's neck.

The distance was too close, and the young man suddenly lifted the hammer, but he could only lift the hammer handle to resist, unable to use the heavy hammer at all, which was extremely frustrating.

On the other hand, Mo Yu, with You Qi in his hand, performed the forty-eight postures of the Overlapping Waves. If the continuous waves of water hit him, they would hit the handle of the hammer with ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, bang, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, , ping, ping, , ping, ping, , bang, bang, bang bang by the water wave into the opponent's hand would force the opponent to retreat and use the handle to resist.

Seeing that the situation was not going well, the young man carrying the ax wanted to help his brother, but Mo Yu's steps were weird. By chance, he missed every time, so the young man with the ax moved towards the axe.

The so-called use of softness to overcome hardness, there are two ways to fight with strength in Dielangjue, one is the softness of the waves, and the other is the fierceness of the waves. The one who removed the ax head was softness, and now the one who hits the handle of the hammer is also softness.

As for the footwork, I owe it to Bai Mao and the others, who spent months dodging rocks and dodging sticks. What they learned is naturally different from those movements that follow rules and regulations, and is more bizarre and unexpected.

You know, monkeys are not humans. They love to be opportunistic and unexpected when fighting.

After a stick of incense, both sides were exhausted. The young man was sweating on his forehead and panting. He could not resist Mo Yu's attack. He did not dare to relax at all. If he was not careful, a sword hole would appear in his body.

At this moment, there were five sword eyes, large and small, on his body. Although the stabs were not deep, blood kept coming out as the body moved. The excessive blood flow made him weak, so the young man could only work anxiously, watching helplessly as his brother was being stabbed.

Mo Yu tortured.

"Ah!" Finally, the hammer young man lost too much blood and was blinded. He was stabbed on the right shoulder by a sword. He screamed and the hammer fell to the ground.

Mo Yu's tired eyes gleamed, and he sobbed as he stabbed the opponent's heart, ruthlessly wanting to kill him. When the tip of the sword was about to penetrate, the young man ignored the pain and placed his left hand in front of the heart.

"Pu Chi~" You sobs burst out from your palms, making the young man's eyes almost split open. He clenched the blade of the sword with all his heart, trying to force You Weeping to stop.

You's sobs were blocked and stabbed half an inch into his chest. When Mo Yu gritted his teeth and tried to continue using his strength, a roar came from behind: "Let go of my big brother!", followed by an axe, which held Shen Jun in his arms.

Mo Yu's heartbeat quickened and he had no choice but to give up the thrust and wanted to draw his sword to dodge, but found that the young man had freed his right hand, and used both hands to hold You Qi in place, grinning sinisterly: "Die, you little beast!"

The ax was approaching, and Mo Yu tried hard to pull it out several times but could not pull it out. The enemies in front were taunting him, and the enemies behind him were aggressive. Mo Yu's eyes darkened, and he was calculating. He smiled at the young man with the hammer, let go and cried.

The young man who made the hammer was stunned, feeling a sudden chill in his heart. He saw Mo Yu lying down on the spot, using his hands to support himself and sliding forward, his head stuck between the young man's legs.

The hammer youth didn't understand why, and subconsciously wanted to put his legs together to pinch Mo Yu's neck. However, Mo Yu had already planned it, and stretched out his hands to clasp the opponent's ankles, and said viciously: "Look ahead."

The young man with the hammer raised his head and found that the ax was coming straight at him. He was so frightened that he let go of his right hand and cried. He slapped the ax with his inner strength and yelled: "Second brother, don't do it!"

There was still a cry in his left hand, and his body was covered in blood and looked ferocious. The force of his palm delayed the ax for a moment, and the young man with red eyes woke up and saw clearly that it was his brother in front of him, and he immediately wanted to pull the ax away.

However, he used all his internal strength to chop the ax, but he couldn't withdraw it if he wanted to. The arrow was on the string and he had to fire it. He used his internal strength to vomit blood and deviated the ax from the track, hitting the open space next to him.

But what happened was counterproductive. Brother Kuangxing only focused on what was in front of him and ignored that Mo Yu was still on the ground.
Chapter completed!