Hu Kui, the master of the Crazy Lang Pavilion, had nothing to say at this time, his last hole card was ruthlessly shattered by the young man in front of him, and he could feel that the power of thunder and lightning was gradually beginning to weaken. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The Thunder Qilin was slowly being devoured, and in the face of the inky white dragon form, there was no resistance at all, and this Qilin itself was just a shape-shifting thing.

Mo Bai waved his arm, instantly knocking Hu Kui away, and at this time, the dragon's mouth suddenly expanded, and the thunder qilin was swallowed up in one bite.

Mo Bai did this because he wanted to spare his life, because before, he learned from the three Crazy Lang Pavilion elders who came to kill him that Hu Kui had a lot of cultivation resources.

If you don't get those treasures, how can you let this person die, otherwise wouldn't you have come for nothing?

Hu Kui, who was knocked away by Mo Bai, fell heavily to the ground, although he still had a trace of strength, but at this time, he didn't want to fight against Mo Bai anymore, even his own Lei Qilin was not the opponent of the young man in front of him, what was the use of resisting?

Situ Han was very happy to see Mo Bai's easy victory, and hurriedly came to Mo Bai's side and asked cautiously, "Mo Gaoren, you are not injured, are you?" ”

Mo Bai smiled faintly and said disappreciably: "With such a level of strength, how can it be possible for me to be injured?" ”

Hearing Mo Bai's remarks, Situ Han didn't feel anything wrong, for her, this was an affirmation of her own strength, and the fact was indeed as Mo Gao said, how could he be hurt in the slightest?

Mo Bai slowly walked in front of Hu Kui, looked at Hu Kui with an extremely decadent face, and said lightly: "You have this catastrophe in your life, you don't have to hold a grudge against me." ”

Hu Kui sighed, even if he was a dying person, he suddenly looked at a lot, and said weakly: "Come out and mix, sooner or later you will have to pay it back, I have been evil all these years, I guess this is retribution!" ”

Situ Han came to Mo Bai's side, looked at Hu Kui, who had no intention of being alive, and suddenly sighed, how many majestic Crazy Lang Pavilion masters had become like this now.

Mo Bai said lightly: "Your elders of the Crazy Lang Pavilion told me before they died that there are a lot of treasures in the Wild Lang Pavilion, but is there such a thing? ”

Hu Kui nodded and said slowly: "This is indeed the case, this is what I have searched everywhere for more than ten years, and there are a few treasures among them. ”

"Where?" Mo Bai said expressionlessly.

"In a secret room, you need to use a mechanism to enter." Hu Kui said lightly.

Chamber?

Mo Bai frowned, and then asked, "What mechanism?" ”

Hu Kui glanced at Mo Bai and said unhurriedly: "If I say it, what good will it do me?" ”

Mo Bai smiled coldly and said slowly: "You are not qualified to negotiate conditions with me now, just tell me that the organ is there, if I am satisfied, I can not kill you!" ”

Hu Kui, don't kill yourself? Could it be that the real purpose of this young man's visit is to collect those treasures for himself?

"A gentleman's word, the horse is difficult to chase!" Hu Kui continued to Mo Bai: "In my room, there is an ancient candlestick, and you can open the secret passage by rotating it. ”

Mo Bai nodded, turned to leave, but just after taking a few steps, he suddenly stopped again, and said to Situ Han: "Master Situ, the Pavilion Master of the Crazy Lang Pavilion has a deep hatred with your Mo Yu faction, right?" ”

Situ Han nodded vigorously, not to mention the deep hatred, it is simply a matter of not sharing the sky, there is him without me, and there is me without him.

Mo Bai glanced at Hu Kui, who was paralyzed on the ground, and said slowly: "This person will be rescued by you, you don't need to say anything to me." ”

As soon as these words came out, Hu Kui, who was paralyzed on the ground, almost jumped up, pointed at Mo Bai and scolded: "You... You... How can you be so untrustworthy? ”

Mo Bai smiled faintly and said very seriously: "I don't know why the pavilion master said that I didn't keep my promises?" Throughout my life, I've always seen commitment as the foundation of my footing. ”

Hu Kui snorted coldly, and said very disdainfully: "You said in person that you wouldn't kill me before? Why are you killing me now? ”

Mo Bai glanced at Hu Kui and said calmly: "I said that I won't kill you, but this doesn't mean that others can't kill you, and now your life and death have nothing to do with me." ”

Immediately ignored Hu Kui and walked towards the Wild Lang Pavilion alone.

After Situ Han saw Mo Bai leaving, he glanced at the wicked man in front of him, and his gratitude to Mo Gaoren was even stronger, when Mo Gaoren said that he would not kill Hu Kui, this made Situ Han slightly disappointed, but since this was what Mo Gaoren said, he couldn't force anything.

Subsequently, even Situ Han never dreamed that the plot had taken a big turn, and Mo Gaoren actually handed this person over to himself.

"The surname is Hu, we meet again today!" Situ Han said coldly to Hu Kui, who was paralyzed on the ground, at this time, she was no longer afraid of the pavilion master of the Crazy Lang Pavilion, judging from his bleak face, Hu Kui had suffered great internal injuries, and it was impossible for his cultivation to be higher than himself.

Hu Kui glared at the middle-aged woman in front of him, although she was beautiful, in his eyes, like a demon, and then said angrily: "I will actually be planted in your hands, it is really a big defeat for me Hu someone, give me a good time!" ”

Joyfully?

Situ smiled coldly and said in a low voice, "You want to be happy? It's just a dream, and today I'm going to torture you to death slowly! ”

Immediately, he took out an extremely sharp short sword and stabbed it fiercely on Hu Kui's left calf, piercing it in an instant.

"This sword is for me to be beaten by you and become an internal injury, and my cultivation will be greatly reduced!"

In the second sword, Situ Han pierced Hu Kui's left thigh with a short sword, and then said to Hu Kui viciously: "This sword is for the disciples of the Mo Yu Sect who were slaughtered by your Crazy Lang Pavilion!" ”

"This sword is the disciples of the Mo Yu Sect who were humiliated to death by your beasts in the Crazy Lang Pavilion!"

"This sword, it was you Crazy Lang Pavilion who robbed me of the cultivation resources of the Mo Yu Sect!"

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Situ Han frantically held this short sword, constantly stabbing in and out of Hu Kui's body, repeating until Hu Kui was completely dead, and there were countless pierced wounds left all over his body.

Situ Han finally released the endless resentment that had been suppressed before on this day, for her, this day was too long!

After Hu Kui's death, the next group of disciples of the Crazy Lang Pavilion who followed Hu Kui to do evil, Situ Han clenched his fists tightly and took out the only modern tool he carried with him, his mobile phone.

"Deputy Head Wu Yili, bring all the disciples above the middle stage of the Solid Soul to the Crazy Lang Pavilion, I want to repay them for the humiliation that I have suffered for the Mo Yu faction!"