Mo Huasong glanced at the mountains below and bowed slightly: "Okay, you find a safe place to land, and I will contact you in about an hour." ”

"An hour?" the pilot was stunned for a moment.

It's all mountains or bumpy terrain below, and it takes some time to find a place where you can't easily be spotted and stopped.

The young master said that it would only take an hour to leave, how could this be possible?

It is estimated that it will take him about half an hour to find a place to park the plane.

Mo Huasong didn't say anything more, opened the cabin door, and jumped outside.

While jumping out, Mo Huasong also pushed the hatch hard.

With a bang, the cabin door was shut.

"Ah, young master, you just jumped off yourself?" the pilot panicked.

It's at least more than a thousand meters underground, and the young master hasn't put on a parachute yet, it's over, the young master is going to die.

The pilot hurriedly turned the nose of the plane, ready to check the scene of Mo Huasong's fall to death, and then went back to report to Wu Yuzhen.

Unexpectedly, Mo Huasong flipped in the air, and then landed straight down.

At the same time, Mo Huasong also waved goodbye to him, as if Yifu didn't care.

"Young Master is still not human?" muttered the pilot in fear.

The pilot saw that Mo Huasong had nothing to do.

Although he landed rapidly, he descended at a very uniform speed, and even with a parachute, he did not fall as well.

It seems that the rumors outside are not wrong, Mojiazhuang Academy has a background in the martial arts world, and it is not something that ordinary people can provoke.

At that time, when the chief helped the pilot find this job, he repeatedly told him that the Mojiazhuang Courtyard was not simple, and let him work hard in it and strive for more room for development.

Although the plane was more than 1,000 meters above the ground, it was a trivial matter for Mo Huasong.

He landed easily on the ground and flew forward.

The head of the Mukong faction is the innate entry strength, and Pang Xiangliang estimates that there are masters of the innate realm in it, so Mo Huasong pays attention.

For this, Mo Huasong doesn't care.

It didn't take long for Mo Huasong to come to the gate of the Mukong Sect.

The Mukong faction is located in the middle of the mountains, and there is a four-lane road leading to it from the outside.

If Mo Huasong drove over, he would be discovered by the Mukong faction at the intersection.

"Who's coming?" two men in strong suits jumped out of the door.

Mo Huasong didn't say much, he swung his fist directly, and two strong qi hit the two men in strong suits with triple martial arts.

In the world, a martial artist with the acquired triple martial arts can be a bodyguard for some big bosses, and the annual salary is very high.

But the Mukong Sect can only be a gatekeeper, which shows the strength of the martial arts cultivation world.

"Ahh Before the two men in strong suits could react, Mo Huasong's attacking qi blade had already hit their dantian.

"You, you abolished our martial arts?" the two men in strong suits looked at Mo Huasong in surprise.

Mo Huasong said coldly: "Not killing you is the greatest kindness to you." If you want to blame it, blame you for being from the Mukong Sect, you have offended me Mo Batian. ”

"Oh no, someone is coming and attacking us. The man in the suit shouted loudly.

At the same time, they took out flares from their bosoms and shot them into the sky.

"Oh no, something happened. Someone inside shouted.

Mo Huasong kept watching the two men in strong suits launch signal flares, and when they finished firing, they knocked them out with one palm.

Although Mo Huasong didn't kill them, the palm just now would make them lie in the hospital for half a year.

Without martial arts, they can only be like wasted people in the future.

Mo Huasong is like this, if the other party attacked just now, Mo Huasong wouldn't mind killing them.

But if they don't kill Mo Huasong, Mo Huasong won't kill them.

But if they make the first move, Mo Huasong will not be polite.

Mo Huasong walked inside and found that there were already hundreds of martial artists with weapons standing in the open space inside the Mukong Sect, all of them fierce and vicious.

"I'm going, just alone?"

"Damn, a person dares to come and attack our Mukong faction? What did those two janitor brothers grow up eating? Isn't this a waste of resources?"

"That's right, let's go back to sleep, the other party doesn't seem to know martial arts. Someone looked at Mo Huasong strangely.

Because Mo Huasong directly cultivated the immortal method, unlike these martial artists, they couldn't see that Mo Huasong was very powerful at all.

"Alright, Muzizi, you go over and kill him. An elder of the Mukong Sect of the Innate Primal Realm martial arts disagreed, and instructed a young man beside him.

The young man named Mu Zizi was only an acquired five-fold martial artist, and in their eyes, he was just an average strength.

"Elder, what do you call me?" Mu Zizi looked around and found that his martial arts were the worst.

"Hmph, if you don't make a move, will you let me make a move?" the elder glared at Mu Zizi angrily, and turned around to leave.

"Hahaha. Mu Zizi, who called your martial arts worse than us. Some of the masters next to him scoffed.

Mu Zizi was scolded by the elder like this and ridiculed by others, and poured his anger on Mo Huasong's body. "Boy, if you dare to come to our Mukong Sect to spread wild, then you will die. ”

I saw Mu Zizi swinging his fist and rushing towards Mo Huasong, and he used all his strength to beat Mo Huasong into a meatloaf.

Mo Huasong waved his palm contemptuously, and a gray palm shadow flashed in the sky, slapping directly towards Mu Zizi.

At this time, Mu Zizi felt a breath of death and hurriedly retreated back.

But Mo Huasong didn't have a soft hand, how could he escape?

"Boom. The gray palm shadow fell, Mu Zizi was gone, and the ground was just a blur of flesh and blood.

"Huh, where did Mu Zizi go?" The elder had already turned around, heard the sound, looked back again, and found that Mu Zizi was gone, and Mo Huasong was standing there.

The other masters were frightened and their teeth swayed: "He, he-"

Mo Huasong beat Mu Zizi into a pulp with just one palm, how could he not make them afraid?

It's okay for them to kill Muzizi, but at least it will take a fight before they can kill Muzizi at the end.

But Mo Huasong just smashed Mu Zizi's bones and everything with just one move, and he couldn't believe it.

"Come on, I'm in a hurry. Mo Huasong frowned.

"Damn, let me ask you, where is Mu Zizi, why don't you kill this birdman?" the elder cried angrily.

A master replied: "Elder, Mu Zizi was slapped into pulp by his palm." ”

"What?" the elder saw the mass of flesh in front of him. "Hurry up and kill him. ”

The warriors of the Mukong Sect didn't dare to be careless anymore, and they all took out their weapons and rushed towards Mo Huasong.

Mo Huasong sneered and continued to wave his hand, and the gray palm shadow appeared in the air again.

This time, the gray palm shadow was much larger than just now, and it fell instantly.

"Ahhh "The few warriors who joined forces to attack Mo Huasong were all killed by the palm shadow.

"You, what kind of martial arts are you?" the elder realized that Mo Huasong was powerful.

The highest martial arts of their martial artists is the acquired sevenfold, and the strength of several people to attack together can at least deal with the acquired ninefold masters.