Pang Xiangliang saw the unwillingness on Pang Wenjun's face, shook his head and persuaded: "Pang Wenjun, don't blame Mr. Mo, this is fate." Mr. Mo is kind to our Pangjiazhuang, even if our Pangjiazhuang is gone, don't have any complaints. ”

"Okay, we'll die. Pang Wenjun took a deep breath and stared at Zou Yiqiu viciously.

Being in the martial arts world, his life was in danger at any time, and he also saw it.

Mo Huasong over there glanced at Pang Wenjun angrily and said, "What's the matter with you?

"Mr. Mo, why are you still talking about the wind and cold? We're going to die. When Pang Wenjun heard Mo Huasong say this, his heart to complain about Mo Huasong rose again.

"You're not going to die tonight. Mo Huasong said as he walked towards Zou Yiqiu.

Zou Yiqiu saw Mo Huasong talking big, and sneered: "Hmph, Mo Huasong, don't think that you have a small black knife in your hand. Let me tell you, in the face of strength, even if you hold the best treasure weapon, it is useless. ”

Zou Yiqiu glanced at Wu Yuzhen and He Lin: "That young woman is good, she is still a pure woman." Your mother is not bad, although she is not a pure woman, but I can still have fun. ”

"You're damned. When Mo Huasong heard Zou Yiqiu's idea of wanting to beat his mother, his murderous intent soared to the sky.

"Hahaha, then I'll see what you're capable of. Zou Yiqiu raised his hands again, and a powerful qi wall appeared again.

Pang Xiangliang saw that Zou Yiqiu used the strong trick of "Birth Heaven Pressing" again, and he was so frightened that he hurriedly shouted: "Mr. Mo, this move is very terrifying, you must not take it hard." ”

Just now, more than a dozen of them resisted Zou Yiqiu's attack of "Giving Heaven to the Top", but it was still to no avail.

Now Mo Huasong is just one person, and he will definitely not be able to resist.

Mo Huasong snorted coldly and put the small black knife in his hand into the storage ring.

"Ah, Mr. Mo, why don't you use the little black knife?" Pang Wenjun shouted in surprise.

"It's over, it's over, it must be that Mr. Mo knows that he can't beat that person, and he will die anyway, so he simply doesn't use weapons and waits for death." Pang Yishan, the housekeeper of Pangjiazhuang next to him, sighed.

"Hahaha, Mo Huasong, do you know that you regret it now? It's useless, who told you to die. Zou Yiqiu laughed triumphantly.

Zou Yiqiu won't say the next words, who told you Mo Huasong to block the way of his junior brother Mo Huaren?

That powerful qi wall was getting closer and closer to Mo Huasong, but Mo Huasong still stood there and didn't move.

"Hua Song. Wu Yuzhen was frightened and shouted loudly.

Mo Huasong secretly lucked his true qi, and all the meridians in his body were filled with true qi.

Zou Yiqiu is very strong, if there is a sword spirit to help, Mo Huasong can easily kill the other party.

But the sword spirit was asleep, and Mo Huasong had to go out and overdraw the potential in his body.

In other words, Mo Huasong now has to use 200% of his body's strength to deal with Zou Yiqiu.

Mo Huasong's face became more and more pale, and hot sweat broke out on his forehead, dripping out continuously.

Pang Wenjun was surprised: "Mr. Mo's face turned like this with fright, it seems that he can't deal with that person." ”

Originally, Pang Wenjun was still a little looking forward to it, expecting Mo Huasong to be able to withstand Zou Yiqiu's attack.

Even if you can't defeat the opponent, you can at least block three moves.

Wait for them to recover a little internal strength, and then deal with Zou Yiqiu with Mo Huasong.

But Mo Huasong is now scared like this, and Pang Wenjun is disappointed. Looks like they're all going to have to die here tonight.

"Yin and yang kill. When the qi wall was above Mo Huasong's head, he silently recited the mantra in his mouth.

"Whew. The air around Mo Huasong changed, and two silent winds appeared on both sides, driving a terrifying whirlpool, growing larger and larger, rushing towards the wall of qi.

When Zou Yiqiu saw that the qi wall was about to fall on Mo Huasong's body, he couldn't help but laugh proudly.

Mo Huasong definitely won't survive, this is his full blow, and many masters have died under his move.

Mo Huasong is just a small ant, and he will definitely die too much to die again.

There was a soft "pop", and the wall of air shattered, and it was crushed by the whirlpool.

"This, this can't be. Zou Yiqiu's eyes widened like lanterns when he saw that his attack had been broken.

Immediately, Zou Yiqiu's face fused, and he saw that the whirlpool wind was rolling towards him, like a tornado.

Pang Xiangliang closed his eyes, not daring to look at the scene of Mo Huasong's killing.

When he heard the sound, he couldn't help asking, "Pang Wenjun, is Mr. Mo dead?"

"Ahh

It's weird.

Just now, more than a dozen of them took Zou Yiqiu's attack together, and they were simply crushed by Zou Yiqiu.

But now Mo Huasong took Zou Yiqiu's move alone, not only was he not crushed, but he seemed to have broken Zou Yiqiu's attack.

"Alas, I know that Mr. Mo can't resist this move, it seems that our Pang Jiazhuang is doomed. Pang Xiangliang opened his eyes as he spoke.

When Pang Xiangliang saw that Mo Huasong was still standing there, he couldn't help but be surprised: "Pang Wenjun, is Mr. Mo's corpse alive again?"

"Ancestor, no, Mr. Mo is not dead, he broke that person's attack. Pang Wenjun pinched Pang Yishan's arm hard. I couldn't believe it, he felt like he was dreaming.

"Oh, owner, it hurts me to death. Pang Yishan screamed with a bitter face.

"Hurt? That's right, we're not dreaming. Pang Wenjun shouted excitedly.

After all, Pang Xiangliang's martial arts are higher than Pang Wenjun's, and he immediately saw the clues. "No, that guy wants to escape. Mr. Mok not only cracked the man's attack, but also continued to attack the man. ”

At this time, Zou Yiqiu's face turned pale with fright, and he felt the smell of danger and death.

This is something that has never happened before, because he is the senior brother of the Birth Heaven Gate and a demonic genius who practices martial arts.

In the sect, only the strength of the masters or elders was stronger than him, but it didn't make him feel the breath of death with a single move.

Zou Yiqiu just wanted to get out of here quickly, and didn't want to stay here for another second.

The master of the Innate Transformation Realm martial arts was really powerful, and just after Zou Yiqiu wanted to escape, he had already flown out more than ten meters.

As long as he had a few more breaths, he would be able to escape from the Li family.

"It's not good, the man wants to escape, and he can't be allowed to escape, otherwise there will be endless troubles. Pang Xiangliang shouted loudly.

You must know that a powerful master like Zou Yiqiu, as long as he secretly attacks Pangjiazhuang, they will be restless.

"Hmph, if you want to escape, how can it be so easy?" Mo Huasong snorted coldly, crossed his hands, and his face was even paler than just now.

The whirlpool in the air was like a chicken's blood, and immediately rolled towards Zou Yiqiu's side.

In just an instant, the whirlpool arrived at Zou Yiqiu's side.

"No-" Zou Yiqiu saw that he couldn't escape, he pushed with both hands, using all the internal force in his body, he wanted to fight hard with the whirlpool, trying to resist the whirlpool.

But the whirlpool rushed to Zou Yiqiu's side, not only crushing all his internal force, but also enveloping him, and then continued to twist it......