In the Dark Night Command, the battle between Mo Chen and Cui Tingming continued.

Cui Tingming became more and more frightened the more he fought.

"How is that possible!"

How wrong you think, under the battle of the Dark Night Commander, the third-level gold rank, he is actually at a disadvantage with many years of combat experience.

This Mo Chen is simply a monster, not to mention the amazing speed, and the defense power is also at the top level.

In more than a dozen rounds, his black knife only hit Mo Chen once.

The imaginary knife or two did not happen, but only slightly cut Mo Chen's skin, and even a drop of blood could not flow out.

The effect of shadow erosion also lost its effect inexplicably, for some reason, the shadow could not invade Mo Chen's body for a long time, and there was an invisible force to stop the erosion of the shadow.

"What the hell is this invisible power, is it a telekinetic force? No, Nian Power can't do this at all, what is the true face of this kid's ability..."

At this moment, a rapid gale blew Cui Tingmingfei out and smashed on the edge of the Night Lord's enchantment.

If it weren't for the Night Lord's enchantment, this would have been enough to blow him flying more than 3 kilometers.

"Do you still have time to be in a daze?"

Standing up from the edge of the enchantment, Cui Tingming struggled to maintain the balance of his body, and Mo Chen's mocking words reached his ears.

He lost, he lost completely, he felt humiliation that he hadn't had for decades, and he wanted to bite his tongue and kill himself on the spot.

He, Cui Tingming, a strong man of the third level of gold, the leader of the Huahai branch of the smiling coffin, is the object of fear of thousands of people, and is synonymous with disaster.

He actually lost at the hands of an 18-year-old boy who existed like this, how could he accept this!

Cui Tingming deserved to be the leader, he quickly calmed down and desperately thought about ways to turn the tide of the battle.

What to do? Is there a way to reverse it?

Mo Chen is 18 years old, not long after he woke up, he has a black iron rank, but the strange thing is that his black iron rank has the output ability of a golden rank.

Black iron?

Cui Tingming suddenly realized something.

The output ability and the consumption of aura are linked, and the higher the damage hit, the more aura is consumed, there is no doubt about this.

Mo Chen's Black Iron Rank has the output of the Golden Rank, and in this case, the aura in his body is far from enough.

Although he will be at a disadvantage for the time being, over time, Mo Chen will definitely gradually weaken, and this is the time for him to counterattack.

Besides, he is not alone, the other 4 professional killers are almost full.

I can't kill you alone, and we can't consume you with 5 of us?

Cui Tingming regained his self-confidence, and the remaining sense of humiliation completely disappeared.

"Hahahaha!"

Cui Tingming laughed like crazy.

Won, it's him who won!

Mo Chen looked at the scene in front of him speechlessly.

Although he didn't know what Cui Tingming was crazy about, his patience had run out, and he wanted to end this farce quickly.

Mo Chen raised his arm again, stretched out his hand to the top of his head, and shook it violently.

The surrounding air flow was rotating rapidly around him, getting faster and faster, and the range was getting bigger and bigger.

Bang! Bang!

The rampaging airflow expanded rapidly, filling the entire Night Commander at once, and the killers of the smiling coffin became turtles in the urn, and they couldn't escape if they wanted to.

Some people use psionic skills to resist, and some people use defensive spirit treasures to defend.

There are also people who are not in a hurry, swept up by the storm, and fly freely in the air.

Cui Tingming naturally belonged to the former, and he used the defensive spirit treasure, a golden protective shield wrapped him in his entirety, and stood still in the wind.

The rampaging airflow was still expanding, deforming the barrier of the Night Lord, and the entire barrier began to turbulent.

Rumble!

After all, the storm still burst the Dark Night Lord, and the dark shadow dissipated in the wind, and Mo Chen saw the long-lost sunshine.

The storm of successfully completing the mission also dissipated, and the five professional killers of Mo Chen and the smiling coffin were once again exposed to the crowd's vision.

The killers were all in disarray, their bodies covered in wounds from the wind blades, and one of them was thrown thousands of meters away by the storm and smashed headlong into the glass of a building.

Mo Chen took advantage of the victory to pursue, and his speed was raised by a notch again, and he appeared in front of Lu Xu.

Lu Xu was already struggling to resist the storm, and his current state can be said to be very bad.

Before he could catch his breath, Mo Chen appeared in front of him like a ghost.

"Ahh Don't come here!

Lu Xu was frightened and shouted like crazy.

The balance of his body was broken all at once, and the wings behind him dissipated at once, and his head fell downward under the effect of gravity.

"Haha!"

Mo Chen chuckled lightly and stretched out his arm.

Various vectors, including air currents, began to concentrate, and Lu Xu approached Mo Chen in a very peculiar posture.

"Don't, don't come here!"

Lu Xu's pupils began to contract, his expression was distorted by horror, snot and tears were mixed together, his arms waving wildly in the air, his legs and feet constantly struggling in the air.

Where is there a professional killer here, who is clearly a scared little kid.

Mo Chen grabbed Lu Xu's neck, hung him in the air, and said with a smile:

"I didn't come here, you flew here by yourself."

"I said don't come here, but my body is quite honest."

"Uh-hea-hehe-hea, uh-uh-hehe!"

The more Mo Chen spoke, the more excited he became, and he couldn't help laughing out loud at the end.

"Ahh First, uh! Collar, hmm! Save, ahem! I.

Lu Xu couldn't breathe, and looked into the distance with a gaze full of longing, desperately squeezing out the words from his mouth.

This happened so fast.

One person left the smiling coffin, one person was arrested, and only 3 of the 5 professional killers remained.

"Look, it's Mo Chen!"

"What he has in his hands is a professional killer, a strong man of the dignified golden rank, just like a chicken, was easily mentioned by Mo Chen."

"I just saw a killer fly out and slam into the inside of a building, is this also Mo Chen's doing?"

"It's a monster!"

"Mo Chen is like this, I won't even be surprised."

......

The onlookers broke out into various discussions again, and unlike the last time when all the people were shocked, this time many passers-by put on the appearance that they had expected.

It is enough to see what a huge change Mo Chen's positioning in their hearts has had.

"Mo Chen?"

Feng Ruo Snowman is stupid.

What's the situation, this is.

Mo Chen can still have the upper hand when he fights five?

This is a powerhouse of the five golden ranks, and they are all professional killers who have experienced a hundred battles, so it is so easy to kill one and catch one?

After seeing such scenes, Feng Ruoxue began to doubt her life, and her worldview completely collapsed at this moment.

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