It is said that after the third son of Mo was knocked down by Ning Fuchen in Jinjiazhuang, he cried in front of his father when he went back, and said a little more, as for the matter of robbing Jin Wenwen to go home to round the house, he naturally omitted it. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The Mo family was already high in this world, and they completely looked down on the Jin family and the Mo family, so the Jin family and the Mo family have been living in a village by the river, while the Mo family has built a city upstream and actually became the rulers of this world.

However, there are only these three surnames in this world anyway, and everyone is more or less related to each other, so they have been safe for a long time. In the past, the Mo family of the Jin family was bullied by the Mo family, and most of them swallowed their anger, and it passed, as for the Mo family being beaten like this, it was really the first time. And it was actually the grandson of the head of the Mo family who was beaten!

The head of the Mo family was immediately furious, and at first only sent a few yellow-level martial artists to arrest people, but he didn't expect that Jin Shaoyou's family had already gone to the empty building, and in a fit of rage, he set fire to Jin Shaoyou's wooden house.

As soon as Mo Sangongzi heard that he didn't catch anyone, where was he willing to give up, he repeatedly begged the patriarch to send troops over, and he didn't see Jin Shaoyou's family for a few days, Mo Sangongzi was immediately annoyed and angry, so he personally brought twenty yellow-level martial artists and two hundred cavalry over, and escorted all the men, women, and children of Jinjiazhuang to Sunguping, asked one by one, answered those who didn't know, and directly hacked to death.

When Jin Bai saw that Mo San Gongzi really killed someone, he had no choice but to stand up and angrily accuse Mo San Gongzi.

Mo San Gongzi had completely lost his mind, so he tied Jin Baiyi to a wooden shelf, and if he couldn't find Mo Tianshan and Jin Shaoyou for an hour, he would set fire to Jin Baiyi.

The whole Sunguping was crying, and it had not been such a tragedy for many years.

"Do you still want to be obsessed? Do you still want to protect Jin Shaoyou's family? Tell you that after you burn the gossip old man, none of you will be able to escape. Mo San Gongzi yelled hysterically.

Seeing that a stick of incense was about to burn out, Mo Sangongzi said loudly: "Gossip old man, if you don't say it, if you don't say it, you will light the fire." ”

"Evil Barrier, don't you know that Jin Lao is your cousin's grandfather?" said a member of the Jin family angrily at Mo Sangongzi.

"So what? Cousin's grandfather, old and immortal, you don't want to talk about it. After Mo Sangongzi finished speaking, the torch in his hand was raised, ready to be lit.

"Wait, I know. A voice came from a distant place, and Ning Fuchen suddenly landed in the middle of the sun-dried valley from the sky.

"Ahaha, Mo Tianshan, you finally came out, you bastard, shrunken turtle. Mo San Gongzi laughed: "Brothers, give it to me, hack him to death." When the enemy met, his eyes were extremely red, and when the third prince of Mo saw Ning Fuchen, he shouted angrily.

Twenty yellow-level martial artists cautiously outflanked them, they were not Mo San Gongzi, they knew that Ning Fuchen was falling from the sky, they thought they couldn't jump from such a high place, therefore, they all knew that this battle was not pleased, the difference in strength was too great, and it was not equal.

You must know that a Xuan-level martial artist is not something that dozens of yellow-level martial artists can deal with.

If he knew that Ning Fuchen's strength had already surpassed the heaven level, he would not dare to kill him.

Ning Fuchen saw that Jin Baiyi was tied to the wooden frame, hurriedly ran over, waved his hand to cut the rope, and hugged him down, and someone from the Jin family immediately helped him over.

Jin Baiyi's mind was a little blurred, but he muttered in his mouth: "What are you doing here, why are you coming out." ”

Ning Fuchen said: "You take a rest first, and then I'll tell you more about them when I send them away." ”

Jin Bai heard that Ning Fuchen was no longer as stupid as he was that day, so he took a closer look and found that he couldn't see through it more and more.

"What are you still doing in a daze, kill him and break him into ten thousand pieces!" Seeing the twenty yellow-level martial artists, Mo San Gongzi just fanned Ning Fuchen in a fan shape, but he didn't dare to step forward, and couldn't help but roar.

"Young Master, this person is not simple, we are just afraid that we are not an opponent, so let's wait for the patriarch to decide, right?" a yellow-level martial artist who was close to him stepped forward and whispered.

"What are you talking about? There are so many of you who don't dare to go up? What's the use of Lao Tzu raising you waste? Kill him and break him into thousands of pieces. Mo San Gongzi roared again, actually pulled out his saber, and took the lead in riding a horse and rushed over.

"Young master, come back. The warrior was in a hurry and hurriedly said, "Everyone!"

Ning Fuchen waved his hand casually, and a qi blade slashed through, and the person was instantly split into two pieces. Ning Fuchen jumped up, reached out and grabbed Mo Sangongzi and threw it at the wooden shelf that tied Jin Baiyi.

Only a scream was heard, and everyone saw that Mo Sangongzi was nailed to the wooden frame by his own saber through his right shoulder.

God, this is not a means of a Xuan-level martial artist, the internal qi is released externally, and the qi is actually condensed into a knife, and the volley jumps a few feet high, which is at least a ground-level martial artist.

When the yellow-level martial artists saw it, they were immediately shocked and hurriedly retreated a few steps.

"Save the young master, hurry up. A yellow-level martial artist at the head shouted at everyone.

"Did I let you go? You killed so many people, and you still want to leave?" Ning Fuchen said coldly.

"Kill him. Mo San Gongzi nailed to the wooden frame, screaming and roaring in his mouth.

The yellow-level martial artists watched Mo San Gongzi and slowly retreated.

"Leave the murderer and Mo Sangongzi behind, and the others can leave. Ning Fuchen was not a person who loved to kill, and said to this group of martial artists.

These soldiers brought by Mo Sangongzi have not gone through the baptism of war, but they usually bully the people and rectify the law and order.

The two captains at the head exchanged glances with each other, and then each commanded more than a hundred cavalry to rush forward.

Seeing this, twenty warriors took the opportunity to rush to the wooden frame to prepare to save people.

Ning Fuchen saw that they didn't take these ordinary people in their eyes at all, and actually let the horses come over, he was immediately furious, the flying sword was sacrificed, and the two captains were suddenly in different places, and the two horses continued to rush over with the bodies of the two, but the heads were gone.

Seeing that the horses were about to rush into the crowd, everyone was in chaos.

Ning Fuchen didn't look good, and he didn't care about chasing the third prince of Mo, the flying sword was lowered, and he swept violently, and in an instant, the hooves of hundreds of horses were cut off and fell to the ground, and the horses behind were blocked by the front ones, which saved the villagers from the danger of being trampled by iron hooves.

Several yellow-level martial artists took advantage of the chaos to fly forward, picked up Mo San Gongzi and rushed away.

"Death to the former!" Ning Fuchen shouted.

When the soldiers saw that the captain was beheaded with one move, more than half of the horses were cut off in an instant, and they were also stunned, and the rest of the people trembled a little, and I don't know who shouted: "Run." "The man who was still riding a horse ran clean in an instant.

Those who fell from the horse's back also got up from the ground in a hurry, only hating their parents for missing two legs, and they also ran away.

As soon as Jin Bai saw that the people of the Mo family had run away, he walked over tremblingly, preparing to meet Ning Fuchen, but Ning Fuchen's figure flickered and disappeared out of thin air.

Ning Fuchen's imperial sword flew into the air, and in an instant, he caught up with Mo Sangongzi and his party, he no longer made a sound, and waved his hand at Mo Sangongzi who was rushing forward, and Mo Sangongzi's tightly wrapped human head suddenly rolled to the ground.

The warriors were shocked and searched around, but there was no one to be found.

"Ground-level martial artists, definitely ground-level martial artists, don't look for them anymore, it's also our nightmare to find them, go back." A warrior said.

"Let's go back and die, so let's disperse. A warrior proposed.

Several yellow-level martial artists discussed it, but they didn't dare to go back, and several of them immediately took off the clothes of the Mo family and took refuge separately. (To be continued.) )