Chapter 1185 She Will Not Fight Alone

His subordinates were not on the same mind. If Di Fuyi was only Heavenly Master Zuo, these subordinates might have no scruples in attacking, but if they also think that Di Fuyi is a saint, how can these people have the will to fight? ? !

He was also quick to react, and immediately sneered: "What nonsense are you talking about? How could you be a holy man?! You and him are not the same personality at all! Stop putting gold on your face!"

Di Fuyi smiled lazily, noncommittal: "That's hard to say!"

Everyone looked at me and I looked at you with suspicion.

In fact, they all thought that Di Fuyi could not be the Holy One...

However, Mo Zhao was afraid that Ye Chang would have more dreams, so he immediately ordered: "This person still wants to pretend to be the Holy One, everyone, don't be too polite, let's go together! No matter who he is, you have already offended him thoroughly this time. If you let him escape, none of you will die." No! Kill him!"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and finally came to their senses!

He deeply felt that what Mo Zhao said was reasonable, almost none of the people here came from the right path, they were all extremely vicious, and this time he offended Di Fuyi thoroughly, if he was allowed to escape, how could they survive? !

So everyone gathered around again, forming a human wall around Di Fuyi and the two of them, holding their swords and swords together, clasping magic formulas at their fingertips, and the murderous aura swirled in the entire hall like a storm.

Although Di Fuyi still had a ninth-level spiritual power, he and Gu Xijiu were alone after all, and they went deep into their lair. They didn't believe that these two people could really turn the world upside down!

Man said that he is not a saint, even if he is, since he has been thoroughly offended, he can only make the mistake and get rid of him completely!

The battle is imminent!

Gu Xijiu also stood up straight, she knew that this fierce battle was inevitable.

Fortunately, Di Fuyi still has kung fu, so she won't be fighting alone.

Mo Zhao calmly retreated to the periphery. He was seriously injured, but in fact he had been holding on to command. Now that his morale had been stimulated, he could breathe a sigh of relief.

At this moment, Dr. Li approached him: "My lord, how are you doing? The subordinates will heal and bandage you first?"

At the critical moment, this person is still loyal.

After all, Mo Zhao didn't know much about doctors. Although he stopped the bleeding just now, the wound was still burning with pain, and he hadn't had time to bandage it...

He nodded slightly: "Thank you."

He retreated to a corner and spread his skirt to reveal the bloody wound.

Without further ado, Dr. Li took out bandages, cotton wool, liquid medicine, and ointment. He held the liquid medicine and said, "My lord, this wound of yours needs to be treated properly. Wash it first. It should hurt a little. Please bear with it."

The color of the potion is lavender, and it is the potion commonly used to clean wounds. It is similar to alcohol and has the effect of sterilization and disinfection.

Mo Zhao said, "No problem."

Dr. Li raised his hand and sprayed the medicine on his wound——

Mo Zhao suddenly grabbed his hand holding the potion: "Wait a minute!"

Dr. Li raised his eyes in surprise: "My lord?"

Mo Zhao raised his hand and took the potion in his hand: "Loyal subordinates should try the potion first, you should spray it to try first—" Before he finished speaking, the cold light in front of his eyes was dazzling! That doctor Li's left hand suddenly protruded a green long sword, and stabbed it at Mo Zhao!

However, Mo Zhao had been prepared for a long time, and sneered: "I knew you were tricky!" He cut it with his left palm, and sprayed the medicine in his right hand towards Dr. Li!

The fight between the two was like lightning, and the speed was as fast as lightning.