National Fortune Binding: My blood volume is only a little bit

And when Zhao Mo was thinking about whether he could defeat so many Montenegro old demons.

All of a sudden, the group of Montenegro old demons all launched an attack in the direction of Zhao Mo.

One after another, they rushed towards Zhao Mo's face.

In desperation, Zhao Mo couldn't think too much.

Picking up the Devil-Breaking Sword in his hand, he planned to fight to the death with these old Black Mountain demons.

In the beginning, Zhao Mo went very smoothly.

The defensive power of these Montenegrin old demons simply couldn't resist the powerful attack power of the Demon Breaking Sword.

In addition, Zhao Mo used his extraordinary body to strengthen his physical fitness and strength.

In just a few minutes, a large number of Black Mountain old demons were wiped out by Zhao Mo.

Zhao Mo's reward was also softened.

The whole person was also very interested, and kept attacking the positions of the Montenegrin old monsters.

In the live broadcast room of the real world.

Many residents of the real world looked at Zhao Mo with the Devil-Breaking Sword in his hand, fighting with those old Black Mountain demons.

"Mist Grass! Brother Zhao is still my Brother Zhao, even so many Black Mountain old demons are no match for him."

"This Black Mountain old demon doesn't look like an ordinary dark monster. I never thought that he would be so vulnerable in front of my Brother Zhao."

"What do you know? What level is my Brother Zhao? He is a master. As far as these old Black Mountain monsters are concerned, they are not enough to fit between his teeth."

"Baga! Why is Brother Cheki Jiro from my plaster country still awake? It's at this juncture, and he's still sleeping over there."

It can be seen from the tone of this speech that all the residents of Plaster Country have panicked.

Now in the misty world, the contestants from the Beautiful Country and the Plaster Country are still asleep there, only Huaxiagu's Zhao Mo is quickly harvesting there, and the Montenegrin old monsters get a lot of rewards.

All of a sudden, the residents of Plaster Country became jealous over there.

"Hehe, what's the use if the contestants from Plaster Country wake up?"

"I'm afraid that it will hold our Brother Zhao back."

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Now in the tower defense world.

With the passage of time bit by bit.

Although Zhao Mo's physical strength is much stronger than that of ordinary contestants, but now he has been fighting with those Montenegrin old monsters for too long.

Gradually, Terumo's physical strength also began to decline.

It can be clearly found that Zhao Mo's speed of waving the broken magic mirror has dropped a lot.

His limbs also began to stiffen a little.

It seems that Zhao Mo's physical strength is slowly reaching its limit.

Even under such circumstances, Zhao Mo still couldn't stop waving the Devil-Breaking Sword in his hand.

Because these Montenegrin old monsters followed one after another, they didn't give Zhao Mo any chance to breathe.

Once Zhao Mo stopped the Devil-Breaking Sword in his hand.

Then these Black Mountain old monsters will quickly pounce on Zhao Mo and devour it.

If it really comes to that time, I am afraid that for Zhao Mo, he will really be a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

After all, it is difficult for a strong dragon to overwhelm a local snake. Now in the misty world, these Montenegrin old monsters are like the local snakes here.

They are familiar with any place in Zhao Mo's surrounding environment.

And in this foggy forest, the number of Montenegrin old demons is too much.

There is a steady stream, endless, and there is no end to it.

Now Zhao Mo is so tired that he can't wield the Devil-Breaking Sword in his hand.

Quickly retreated towards the rear.

Soon we arrived at an open space next to the resource point, and there was a pause above.

I want to see if the guards and buildings next to these resource points will attack these old Montenegrin monsters.

But when Zhao Mo arrived at the resource point, these guards and buildings all attacked in Zhao Mo's direction.

"Mist Grass! No, don't hit me, it's time to hit those Montenegrin old demons."

But the guards and buildings of these beautiful countries and plaster countries, just like their hosts, are targeting Zhao Mo everywhere.

Even though the eyes of those Montenegro old monsters ran to Zhao Mo, these guards and buildings just didn't attack them.

Instead, they kept pouring missiles in Zhao Mo's direction.

In desperation, Zhao Mo could only rush forward quickly.

Only by continuing to stay away from the resource point can we continue to fight these old Montenegro monsters.

Otherwise, they will be flanked by guards, buildings, and these old Montenegrin demons.

For Zhao Mo, it will be even more difficult.

So Zhao Mo could only rush to the territory of this group of Black Mountain old monsters and continue to attack.

But Zhao Mo, his physical strength is really too low now.

Slowly, the speed of swinging the Demon-Breaking Sword in his hand became slower and slower, and the strength of the swing also began to decrease.

In Zhao Mo's eyes, the mighty Black Mountain Old Demon could be dealt with with only three swings of the Demon-Breaking Sword.

But now that Zhao Mo swung it three times, he couldn't get rid of a black mountain old monster at all.

You have to make up a few more knives.

It can be seen that Zhao Mo's physical strength is really getting less and less now, and he can't keep looking at those Montenegro old monsters with all his strength like just now.

If it continues like this, Zhao Mo will definitely not be able to support it.

Now Zhao Mo has started to sweat profusely.

But the number of these Montenegrin old demons has not decreased substantially at all.

They kept attacking in Zhao Mo's direction.

The Demon-Breaking Sword in Zhao Mo's hand was Yue Huiyue, who slowed down.

Suddenly, behind it, an old Montenegrin demon attacked with vines.

The black vine directly hit Zhao Mo's Devil-Breaking Sword.

Due to his negligence just now, Zhao Mo didn't clenched the Devil-Breaking Sword in his hand.

"boom!"

All of a sudden, the Devil-Breaking Sword in Zhao Mo's hand flew ten meters away.

And in the place ten meters away, there are all densely packed Black Mountain old demons.

There was no possibility for Zhao Mo to rush to that place and take back the Devil-Breaking Sword from the old demons of Montenegro.

The old demons in Montenegro were also thinking. After discovering that the Demon-Breaking Sword in Zhao Mo's hand had been shot down.

All of them bravely blocked Zhao Mo's surroundings.

Now Zhao Mo is surrounded by those Black Mountain old demons who have squeezed it so that there is no room for it.

This time, Zhao Mo's words became even more difficult.

Maybe Zhao Mo will die at the hands of these Montenegro old monsters.

Zhao Mo slowly closed his eyes tightly!
Waiting for the many Montenegrin old demons around him to come and devour him.