Chapter 0374 Garbage Exercises

"Bang!" Several women and children skillfully stabbed the sharp weapons in the vital parts of Mo Fan's body, obviously after many trainings.

The blade pierced Mo Fan's clothes, but was blocked by his tough skin, making a sound of metal colliding.

Mo Fan's eyes flashed with pride, and the sword fan appeared in his hand.

"Here comes the sword!" a roar of rage was like thunder.

"Zheng!" the sword qi poured out, like a sword out of its sheath.

"Slash!" Mo Fan waved his hand casually.

"Poof!" the men were all cut in two.

Blood stained the ground, and the thick bloody aura spread out in all directions.

In the car, Zhuge Yue was stunned.

Zhou Jie's beautiful eyes opened suddenly.

Zhuge Dan's face was extremely strange.

is so decisive that even children and women don't frown, Mo Fan is really only 16 years old?

Not far away, the fierce eyes of those villagers first showed a panic, and then a little fierce.

There are people who break into their place every year, and even if the people who come are policemen, none of them dare to do anything with them, and this kid actually beheaded six of them with a sword.

"Made, whoever dares to kill us, let's all go up and kill this brute, and see if he dares to kill us all?" someone bewitched.

In their eyes, there is one word "ruthless" in fighting, and whoever is ruthless enough and not afraid of death will be able to stand to the end.

However, a group of people looked at the laser sword-like thing in Mo Fan's hand, as well as the corpse on the ground, but they didn't dare to step forward again.

The scar man and the young man were also slightly startled, and looked at Mo Fan angrily.

Those who were killed by Mo Fan were their right-hand men, and they helped him get children, but they were cut by Mo Fan with a sword.

The two of them flashed with anger, and their eyes fell on the thing in Mo Fan's hand, and a greedy color emerged.

"Artifact?"

Mo Fan should be a disciple of the sect, he is not very old, and he actually has a magic weapon in his hand.

"Boy, I underestimate you, report to the master, otherwise today next year will be your death day. Scar Man repeated, still not taking it to heart.

What they don't lack the most is people, but according to this kid's cultivation, how many more swords can they slash?

Mo Fan ignored the two of them, the dying person, there was no need to say anything to him at all.

With a sword in one hand, he pointed at the group of villagers from afar.

"People from the non-southern faction get out, otherwise, die!" Mo Fan said heavily.

The group smiled.

The big man with the scar and the young man also shook their heads and smiled.

This town is full of people from the Southern faction, and the people who gather here are the core of them.

"Boy, it is probably impossible for you to kill fewer people today, all of us from the Southern Sect here. The young man laughed.

"No one left, right?" Mo Fan asked, his expression unchanged.

"Leave, boy, you killed our wife and children, and you want us to leave, let's kill your people first. In the crowd, a bald head with a meaty face yelled.

A few people, children and women surrounded Ahao, and the rest of the group walked towards the car where Zhou Jie and Zhuge Yue were.

They were afraid of what Mo Fan had in his hands, but they were not afraid of the people in the car.

What's more, the two hall masters are here, and this kid can't let him kill people easily.

The strength of their hall master has basically been seen, and a monk from Shaolin Temple in Nanshan City claimed to be going to cross their hall master.

The monk was invulnerable, and he lifted a stone of several thousand catties with one hand, and was beheaded by their hall master with a sword.

"Since they are all Southern factions, you all go and die. Mo Fan said indifferently.

Although this group of people are all ordinary people and have no cultivation on their bodies, since they are all from the Southern Sect and are under the hands of these two people, they must all have murders on their hands, so they will all die.

Killing this group of people, I don't know how many people can be saved.

He put away his sword and fanned, his aura working, his hands dancing rapidly, and his mouth chanting.

A gust of wind blew, and the already dark sky suddenly darkened.

Thick dark clouds appeared out of thin air above the orphanage, and the air was extremely dull, as if the sky was about to fall.

Under the dark clouds, as Mo Fan's law seal kept playing and chanting incantations.

A circular white transparent pattern quickly protogued, hovering above the heads of the group, just enough to cover the group.

Thunder is like water, as if it could fall at any time.

At this moment, where had that group of ordinary people seen this kind of formation, one was so frightened that his legs were weak, and he didn't dare to take another half a step, and his face finally had some fear.

As long as it's a human, they're not afraid, but is this kid human?

How is this different from the wrath of heaven and God?

In the car, Zhuge Dan and Zhuge Yue's faces kept changing.

"This is the Nine Heavens God Lei Gang Method, the technique of the town sect of Longhu Mountain, and Mo Fan studied under Longhu Mountain?"

Feeling the power of Lei Fa, the scar man and the young man finally couldn't stand still, and their faces were extremely gloomy.

They originally wanted to let Mo Fan play first, and when Mo Fan had fun, they would clean up Mo Fan fiercely, and dismount with this kid, so that this kid would remember their horror for the rest of his life.

Who knew that Mo Fan came up with such a terrifying spell.

This spell cannot be cast at all without the late stage of foundation building, or even in the realm of real people.

A 16-year-old real person?

"Boy, you're looking for death!"

Thinking of this, the two of them no longer had the heart to joke, and rushed towards Mo Fan without hesitation, as if their bodies were electrified.

In the blink of an eye, he was one meter behind Mo Fan, and a strong wind slapped at Mo Fan in his big hand.

In the palm wind, there was a faint sound of thunder and lightning, and before it reached Mo Fan, the ground around Mo Fan was lifted, flying sand and stones, and the sound was terrifying.

"Mr. Mo, be careful!" Zhuge Yue shouted.

Mo Fan didn't look at the two of them, and the magic seal in his hand kept hitting the light.

"Boom!" There was a loud bang, and the palms of the two of them slapped Mo Fan's back smoothly, and the domineering energy immediately dispersed to both sides, kicking up a large cloud of dust.

"Thorn!" the sound of cracked silk came from inside.

Zhuge Yue's face suddenly sank.

Mo Fan was beaten?

Zhuge Dan shook his head and went to get his token representing the Zhuge family.

No matter how strong Mo Fan's spell is, he is so close to the two martial arts masters, even if he is a real person, he will die.

"Sure enough, I'm still too young and inexperienced. ”

"Mr. Mo!" Ah Hao's eyes widened and he roared.

"Master!" In Cayenne, Zhou Jie's beautiful eyes opened suddenly, and tears flickered through the car window.

Mo Fan got involved for her business, and who knew that she would be succeeded by the two of them just after she came.

Seeing that Mo Fan seemed to have been slapped by their hall master, the ordinary people of the Southern Sect softened their faces and smiled proudly.

Their hall master slapped the cement wall, and the cement wall had to leave a hole, and hitting the person was no different from shooting a watermelon.

"This man is dead!"

In the dust, the scarred man and the young man also raised the corners of their mouths.

What about the children of the sect, what about the 16-year-old real people, who dare to find trouble with them, they will also die.

When this group of Southern Sect disciples was complacent, Mo Fan's indifferent voice came from the flying dust.

"Mixed Yuan One Qigong is nothing more than that, so that your cultivation will improve quickly, but it's just a pile of garbage. ”

This voice fell, and everyone present was stunned.