Chapter 128: Instant Killing

Pang Xiangliang was shocked when he heard this, and shouted anxiously: "Mr. Mo, don't be careless, Wu Daxing is really very strong, you still use a small black knife to deal with him." ”

You must know that Pang Xiangliang's full force is a dragon power.

It seems that when Wu Daxing fought with him just now, he just played with him and didn't use all his strength.

Otherwise, Wu Daxing could kill him with one punch.

"Master Wu, let me fight with Mo Huasong first. Thinking that there was a advantage to take advantage of, Kong Daozi hurriedly jumped out and shouted. "We don't use weapons, we only fight against fists. ”

Kong Daozi also has a dragon power with a full blow, he thought that Mo Huasong was just a student, even if he was capable, he would not be much more powerful.

As long as he kills Mo Huasong, he will get a promise from someone in the Mo family. As long as he can hug the thighs of the super sect, what is Wu Daxing no matter how powerful he is?

So, Kong Daozi wanted to do it himself, otherwise there would be no way to ask for credit in front of someone in the Mo family.

"Okay, punch to fist. Mo Huasong agreed.

Pang Wenjun was frightened when he heard this, and hurriedly said: "Mr. Mo, the empty path is an innate entry strength, so it's good for you to use a small black knife." ”

The little black knife is a peerless treasure that can fight beyond the level, why is Mr. Mo so careless?

Even if he can beat the empty Daozi, there are still so many enemies behind him, especially Wu Daxing is still a master of the Innate Transformation Realm, Mr. Mo will suffer a big loss.

Mo Huasong shook his head and said, "It's okay, I'll kill him with one punch." ”

Kong Daozi couldn't help laughing when he heard this: "Mo Huasong, okay, if you have this ability, you can punch me to death." ”

It's really bragging, with such strength as himself, how could Mo Huasong be killed with one punch?

If Mo Huasong used the Little Black Knife Peerless Weapon, he was still a little worried. But directly compared to the internal force, he is not afraid.

Even Wu Daxing didn't dare to say such a big thing and beat himself to death with one punch.

Mo Huasong, I don't think you know martial arts, I guess as long as I punch you, you will die.

Thinking of this, Kong Daozi suddenly punched and actually attacked Mo Huasong in a sneak attack.

Pang Wenjun looked at Kong Daozi's shameless sneak attack, and the powerful fist blade hit Mo Huasong's face door, and shouted in fright: "Kong Daozi, do you still want to be faced? Mr. Mo, be careful." ”

Kong Daozi said secretly: Hehe, how much is your face worth? As for the matter of Master Batian, I don't care.

Seeing that Kong Daozi's fist blade was about to attack Mo Huasong's face, he still didn't move.

Pang Xiangliang and they are in a hurry, no matter how big your Mr. Mo is, you can't stand there and let others beat you?

It was too late, it was fast, and just when Kong Daozi's attack was about to touch Mo Huasong, he raised his left hand lightly.

"Bang. The two fists slammed together, and Sorako's face showed triumph.

Mo Huasong is only punching now, and it is already slow, even if the other party is powerful, he will suffer a big loss.

But as soon as the thought of Kongdaozi fell, he suddenly felt as if his fist had hit an insurmountable piece of iron.

With a "click", Kongdaozi's fist actually shattered.

"Ahh Kong Daozi screamed, but Mo Huasong's fist continued to hit him.

It's just that in an instant, Kong Daozi didn't even have time to dodge, and he was beaten into flesh and blood by Mo Huasong's punch, and he couldn't die anymore.

"Ah, our head is dead?" the masters of the Wood Sky Sect widened their eyes in disbelief.

How is this possible? The boss's punch has the power of 10,000 catties, enough to fight cattle across the mountain, how could he be killed by Mo Huasong's punch?

Wu Daxing has not made a move, just to see Mo Huasong's strength.

Now that he saw Mo Huasong kill Kong Daozi with one punch, and his strength didn't seem to be below him, he was worried. "Go up to him, all of you. Wu Daxing ordered his men to besiege Mo Huasong.

No matter how powerful Mo Huasong is, two punches are difficult to defeat with four hands, and he wants to use crowd tactics to kill Mo Huasong.

It's good that Mo Huasong can refine a peerless treasure, but he only needs to save his life.

"Kill. "The masters of the Star Gate and the Mukong Sect rushed towards Mo Huasong alone like wasps coming out of their nests.

There are more than a hundred of them, can't they kill Mo Huasong when they join forces?

Pang Xiangliang saw that the situation was not good, and shouted: "Pang Wenjun, let's go up together and help Mr. Mo-"

But before Pang Xiangliang finished speaking, Mo Huasong over there waved a small black knife, a black light flashed, and the dozens of warriors who ran in front were cut off by the black light, and the blood flowed.

"Ahh The warriors behind saw that their companions were actually hacked to death by Mo Huasong, so they were so frightened that they hurriedly turned around and ran back, they didn't dare to attack Mo Huasong again, they wanted to flee for their lives.

Mo Huasong sneered: "If you want to escape, is it that easy?"

I saw Mo Huasong raise his hands, and a white light came out, one black and one white, like the devil's death knife, but in the blink of an eye, the remaining dozens of warriors who fled far away were all killed by the black and white lights.

"This, this is too-" Pang Xiangliang was speechless.

Originally, he still wanted to help Mo Huasong with Pang Wenjun and them, but now Mo Huasong is just one person, and he can kill more than a hundred masters in an instant.

You must know that among those masters, there are also innate martial arts, which are not so easy to kill.

Wu Daxing was frightened, so many of them came over, but he was the only one left, how dare he be here?

"Hehe, that Mr. Mo, I was offended just now, I was wrong, and I won't fight your idea again in the future. If nothing happens, I'll go first now. Wu Daxing wiped his cold sweat and apologized to Mo Huasong.

Mo Huasong shook his head, retracted his right hand, and the black and white light returned to him.

These are just small ants, he can kill them with only a small black knife and sword spirit, and he can't even use fire.

As he ascended, the fire also ascended, and as for how strong its combat power was, he didn't know.

"Mo Huasong, I warn you, I am a master of the Innate Transformation Realm, if you provoke me, I will- I will confess to you and lose money. Wu Daxing was frightened by Mo Huasong's move, and he didn't dare to do it again. "I'll give you as much money as you want, as long as you let me go. ”

Mo Huasong shook his head slightly: "If you want to harm my family, you are doomed to death, and no amount of money can save you." ”

"You, do you dare to punch me?" Wu Daxing saw that Mo Huasong wanted to kill him, so he had to risk his life to fight.

Wu Daxing's innate innate realm strength, one punch and five dragon powers, made people feel a little more hope.

"Okay, I'll fulfill your dying request. Mo Hua shook his head.

"Don't, Mr. Mo, his punch is five dragon power. Pang Xiangliang shouted in fear.

Even if he was only a dragon power, Wu Daxing was an attack of 50,000 catties, and even if he was a master of the Innate Transformation Realm at the same level, he would not dare to be strong.

Unless Mr. Mo is a grandmaster, he can compete with Wu Daxing.

But is Mr. Mo a grandmaster?

Impossible, the strength of the Grandmaster is so strong, how can they imagine it?

This Mr. Mo is sometimes too willful and doesn't listen to the persuasion of others, so if he is so stubborn, something will happen.

The more Pang Xiangliang thought about it, the more anxious he became.

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