The female lord's body is the same as that of a normal human. She is exposed in her clothes and has strange and complex black patterns on her exposed skin, making her look extremely weird.

She stared at Yang Kai with cold eyes. The sneak attack just now made her look a little surprised.

The two tribes have been fighting for many years and are familiar with each other's strength. She hid in the Mo tribe army and had long seen that Yang Kai was a sixth-grade Kaitian, but she was the lord of the Mo tribe who was equivalent to the seventh-grade. The ghostly sneak attack should kill this human race in an instant.

But soon she started to laugh, her scarlet tongue stretched out and licked it to her nose. The top of the tongue was forked, like a snake core.

The next moment, her body swayed and turned into a wisp of blue smoke.

Yang Kai was immediately alerted and instinctively shot him out.

The figure of the female lord appeared, avoiding the earth-shaking shot, and appeared directly to Yang Kai's left. The seemingly soft little hand gently patted it, but it contained the power of destroying the world.

Yang opened a gun and went to block it.

Boom boom boom, three palms in succession, Yang Kai retreated thirty feet in a row, trying to stabilize his body, and intuition that the blood in his chest was rolling, and the blood almost spurted out was forced to be suppressed by him.

The female lord was really shocked now. He did not take advantage of the situation to chase and looked at Yang Kai in surprise.

If the human race in front of the sneak attack before was lucky and escaped a disaster, then the three-hit attacks now made her feel a different message.

This human race seems to be a little different from other human races. It is clearly at the level of the sixth rank, but it is much stronger than any sixth rank she has encountered.

On the opposite side, Yang Kai swept out the long spear wheel. The Mo tribes around who wanted to get a bargain were killed one after another, turning into a black color. The spear pointed at the female lord from a distance. Yang Kai turned his head and spit out a mouthful of blood, and grinned: "You are really weak."

It's confirmed that the Mo clan is indeed weaker than the human clan under the same level. He was not sure about this before. After all, the Mo clan he killed did not have a lord level. Now after fighting with this female lord, he can finally confirm this.

After a little thought, Yang Kai understood the key.

The human race's practice of Kaitian Realm requires a long period of accumulation and precipitation. There is no way to take any tricks. A lot of time and energy is required between one level and another. Therefore, no matter which Kaitian Realm is, its own foundation is extremely solid.

But the Mo tribe is different. The Mo tribe was born in the Mo tribe, and promotion also requires the help of the Mo tribe. They will definitely grow up less than the human tribe, so even if the corresponding level is the same, their strength is weaker than that of the human tribe.

However, the power of Mo tribe is extremely intimidating to the human race. During the battle, the power of Mo often makes the race restrain itself, which can make up for some shortcomings in the strength of the Mo tribe.

In this way, even if the strength is slightly weaker, if it is really a fight alone, it is still unknown which wins and loses between the seventh-grade Kaitian of the human race and the lord of the Mo race.

Of course, this was before Yang Kai appeared.

After Yang Kai appeared, the power of Mo had already been purified and dispersed. The human race no longer had to worry about the erosion of the power of Mo. Even if it was accidentally eroded, it didn't matter. As long as you return to the ink destroyer before you lost your own sanity, you can rest assured.

This is also the reason why Zhong Liang and the legion commanders value Yang Kai so much, and they even issued orders to attack the entire army, and used all means to bring Yang Kai back from the battlefield.

The means of purifying and dispelling the power of ink can not only enhance morale, but also enhance the combat effectiveness of the human race in disguise, allowing them to completely let go of their hands.

However, the weakest lord of the Mo tribe is also a lord, comparable to the seventh-grade Kaitian. The gap in the level is enough to make Yang Kai put away all his contempt.

Although he was provocative, Yang Kai's expression was solemn.

The provocation was very successful. The female lord was completely angered. Perhaps it was because he took action himself that not only failed to kill Yang Kai, but there was no trace of severe damage to him. The female lord immediately screamed and snatched Yang Kai.

Halfway through, a large ball of black ink power gushed out when the person opened his mouth. The ink power was as strong as the substance, and in an instant it turned into a huge cloud of ink, directly covering Yang Kai.

To treat such a human race who dares not take her seriously, killing him is considered a bargain. She decided to turn it into her own Motuo and torture and train her in the future.

Deep in the mo clouds, Yang Kai had a strange expression. He knew exactly what the other party intended, but the enemy seemed to be a little naive when he wanted to transform himself into a motu.

In the Mo Yun, the female lord was swimming like a fish in water and extremely ghostly. She believed that the human race must have been a little panicked at this moment. No human race will perform well when it is wrapped in Mo Yun.

She didn't attack Yang Kai immediately, and was ready to appreciate her opponent's fear. This was her rare interest on the battlefield.

But when the wind came, it was the strong wind, and the sharp and unstoppable force pierced directly. The female lord was shocked and hurriedly dodged.

A slight pain on his cheeks was already injured by the sharp force. He stretched out his hand and the dark ink blood stained the palm of his hand.

The female lord was furious. She was actually injured by a humble ant. However, the next moment, the anger turned into horror, and the attack like a storm came continuously without a stop.

Her reaction was extremely quick, knowing that she had underestimated the other party, and this was not the time to hide. Once she hid, she would be at a disadvantage and there might not be a chance to fight back.

As soon as she gritted her teeth, she not only refused to retreat, but instead rushed towards the attack, and her palms turned into shadows of the palms all over the sky.

The clouds were turbulent, and the sound of roar came out, and the violent energy was free to be.

Yang Kai was willing to use the Great Free Spear Technique. Every shot was as wonderful as nature, without any trace. Each shot was infused with his lifelong cultivation, supplemented by secret treasures like the Canglong Spear, which was terrifying to kill.

The female lord was also extremely decisive. Perhaps Yang Kai's attitude angered her. Faced with an opponent with a grade lower than her, she wanted to let the other party know the tragic feeling of weakness.

It seems like a moment, and it seems like tens of millions of years.

In the rich ink clouds, two figures intersected.

Yang Kai immediately turned around, his eyes turned red, and he was breathing heavily, staring at the hazy figure ahead. His clothes were broken and bloody, and there were no less than a hundred wounds on his body. The wounds were cut by sharp weapons, and his flesh was rolled up, and even his face was covered with color, making his expression look extremely ferocious.

The real killer move of the female lord is not her palms. This is what Yang Kai only noticed after fighting her head on. Her killer move is the sharp claw on her fingers. The sharp claws are extremely sharp. I don’t know how she practiced it. It is comparable to a real secret treasure and is invincible.

Not only that, she obviously activated the strong power of ink on her sharp claws, like a toxin. When she took action, she invaded the wound, and the wound on her body was surrounded by ink power, and she penetrated into her flesh and blood.

If an ordinary warrior suffered such injuries, even if his body was not seriously injured, he would soon be eroded by the power of Mo and become a disciple of Mo.

Yang Kai was too lazy to pay attention to it. His little world was not without the power to seal Mo. He was carrying the spring of heaven and earth. He was not worried that he would be eroded by Mo's power.

After only a dozen breaths of fighting, he was extremely embarrassed.

He was not having a good time, and the female lord was not having a good time either. He underestimated Yang Kai's strength, and naturally he had no good ending. In the beginning, Yang Kai took the lead. Although he fought back and regained the situation, the Canglong Spear still left several gun marks on her body, especially the lower abdomen, which was almost penetrated by a shot. At this moment, there was a hole, with ink blood flowing.

Her already limited clothes were broken by the energy of the Canglong Spear, and she was almost naked.

Her eyes were filled with hatred. She stretched out her palm and wiped it on her abdomen, put it beside her mouth, licked her blood with long tongue, and stared at Yang Kai resentfully: "Don't worry, after you become a Mo Tu, I won't kill you, but I will let you taste what it means to be worse than life..."

In the thick ink color, a fist suddenly magnified in front of her eyes and hit her beautiful face hard. The violent power was vented, and the female lord suddenly felt as if she had been hit by a whole universe and flew out like a kite.

"There's so much nonsense!" Yang Kai shook his hand. He pulled off his torn shirt, revealing his hard-coated upper body, and moved his muscles and bones slightly. A crackling sound came from his body. In just a moment, the wound that was rolling blood was no longer bleeding, and the flesh and blood in the wound was squirming and closed.

A female lord had a burst of Venus in front of her eyes, and she felt her nose collapsed, and tears flowed from her eyes. The feeling of that punch was not good.

If the Mo Clan, who is slightly less powerful, would be beaten immediately after such a punch. If she was unprepared, she would have no good ending.

Fortunately, she reacted quickly. When she realized something was wrong, her ink force quickly activated her to turn into protection, but she still suffered a big loss.

The violent force of the punch made her frightened.

What is even more unbelievable is that this human race seems to be uninvasive of the power of ink. Not only does it show no sign of being transformed, it is as fierce as before.

He stopped the figure that flew backwards in a hurry, half-kneeled in the mo cloud, gasping for breath.

The hazy figure in front quickly approached him, and the human race's words rang in his ears: "Come on, let's fight again. This time I won't take advantage of you. Take out all your abilities. Either you kill me or be killed by me!"
Chapter completed!