"How do you ...... Maybe still alive?" said Tuesday with his tongue curled and his words slurred.

"Nothing is impossible, the methods of immortal cultivators are far more terrifying than you imagined, you answer me immediately now, how would you know that I got the third Xuanji Pavilion Order!" Zhang Mo's tone was cold, and his body exuded a huge amount of power.

Uncle Tuesday only felt panting and chest tightness, and even breathing became difficult.

"Don't say it?" Zhang Mo waited for two breaths, but when he didn't see Uncle Tuesday speak, his eyes couldn't help but become colder.

Uncle Tuesday's heart collapsed, there were 10,000 grass and mud horses galloping, Lao Tzu didn't say it, Lao Tzu was overwhelmed by your momentum and couldn't speak.

"Okay, my mouth is very hard, it seems that I won't give you any hardship, you don't know my means to open the devil!" Zhang Mo's face sank, and he grabbed Uncle Tuesday's arm directly with one hand, and then pulled it hard, directly tearing off Uncle Tuesday's arm.

"Ah......h

Zhang Mo looked at Uncle Tuesday quietly, waiting for him to speak.

Uncle Tuesday was groggy and looked half-dead.

"Don't you say it yet?" Zhang Mo was slightly surprised, and said with a smile: "Yes, you have more backbone than your Lao Tzu, and I forcibly ripped off an arm, and you didn't even speak." Okay, I'll rip off one more of your arms and see how long you can last. ”

After speaking, Zhang Mo unceremoniously ripped off Uncle Tuesday's other arm again.

"Ah......" Uncle Tuesday fainted directly.

The young people of the Zhou family were also stupid on the spot, is this an immortal cultivator? With the power of his palm alone, he can easily tear off Uncle Tuesday's two arms, you must know that Uncle Tuesday is a martial artist in the Grandmaster Realm!

These young Zhou family members were not qualified to participate in the Huashan Sword Debate, so naturally they could not see Zhang Mo's ten-meter-long flying sword. If Zhang Mo took out the variable ten-meter-long flying sword at this time, I am afraid that he would be directly stunned.

"Dizzy?" Zhang Mo frowned, and slapped Uncle Tuesday twice, waking him up.

Uncle Tuesday only felt that his mouth was hot and spicy, his mouth was about to be crooked, and his mouth was still filled with a strong smell of blood, his head was tilted, and he spit out five or six broken teeth.

"Don't say it yet?" Zhang Mo frowned slightly, and then said: "Forget it, don't ask, just use the soul searching technique." ”

As he spoke, the momentum on Zhang Mo's body suddenly subsided a little, and he was ready to use the soul searching technique.

When Uncle Tuesday heard the soul searching technique, his face turned pale with fright.

Soul Searching, recorded in their family annals, is a very evil spell that allows the caster to snoop into all the memories in the minds of others. And afterwards, the person who casts the spell is likely to die in disarray, and even if he is lucky enough not to die, he will become an idiot.

I said. ”

At the moment when Zhang Mo retracted his breath, Uncle Tuesday suddenly felt that his breathing was smooth, and his suppressed throat could also make a sound, so he hurriedly spoke.

"Oh, are you willing to speak now?" Zhang Mo paused, but he didn't expect Uncle Tuesday to be willing to speak, and couldn't help but say: "If you had said it earlier, why would you suffer this crime." ”

Uncle Tuesday has an urge to rush blood, is it because I don't want to speak?

"Say, what's going on, don't fool me, or you'll be miserable!" Zhang Mo coldly threatened.

"Don't dare, don't dare. Uncle Tuesday hurriedly reassured, and then explained: "As early as a few years ago, I got a clue that the Lu family's lost piece of Xuanji Pavilion Order had fallen to Jiangcheng. In the past few years, I have been stranded in Jiangcheng to look for it. But to no avail, until a few days ago, I traced down a cemetery in Jiangcheng, and learned from the caretaker of the cemetery that he had seen the Xuanji Pavilion Order not long ago, saying that he had been taken away by the police.

There is surveillance in the cemetery, and I recognized it as you at a glance after looking at the surveillance, so I brought my clansmen here to ambush. It's just that I didn't expect to underestimate your strength, and even heavy firearms like heavy machine guns can't hurt you. ”

Hearing this, Zhang Mo suddenly realized, it turned out that this was the case, and he thought that Zhou Zetian had leaked the news.

Zhang Mo didn't suspect Hu Ruoxian, because it was unlikely that she would do so.

It's not that he has absolute confidence in Hu Ruoxian's loyalty, but that Hu Ruoxian himself is also in the foundation building realm, and he knows that the immortal cultivators who build the foundation realm can easily dodge these bullets.

So what's the point of her leak?

Therefore, it can't be Hu Ruoxian.

In addition, Hu Ruoxian has followed her father for many years, even in the face of a big enemy like Huang Zhonghai, she did not betray her father, obviously her loyalty is still quite high.

"Zhang Mo, I have answered your question, I hope you can give me a good time. However, these young people are all orphans, and they are completely unaware, and they have been lured by me with money, and I hope that you will spare them and not kill innocents indiscriminately. Tuesday pleaded.

Hearing this, Zhang Mo smiled coldly and said: "Your ability to lie is really unusual, you don't blink your eyelids, do you think I don't know that these young people are from your Zhou family?"

Uncle Tuesday's face couldn't help but change, he thought he could deceive Zhang Mo, but he didn't expect Zhang Mo to believe it at all.

"Isn't it enough to kill me alone, do you still want to kill them all?" Uncle Tuesday asked unwillingly.

"Kill them all?" Zhang Mo paused, and said thoughtfully: "You reminded me that I didn't plan to do anything to your Zhou family, but since your Zhou family likes to do things so much, then I can't complain that I want to uproot your Zhou family!"

"You ......" Uncle Tuesday was suddenly speechless, he wanted to use his death to save these young people of the family, but he didn't expect Zhang Mo to be so mad that he wanted to uproot their Zhou family.

Zhang Mo looked at Uncle Tuesday's embarrassed expression, but said indifferently: "I can't complain about me, it's not that I can't get along with your Zhou family, but that your Zhou family has always been unable to get along with me." ！”

Indeed, Zhang Mo's words are true.

At the time of the Black Dragon Pond, the Zhou family sent Zhou Zilong, the best of the young generation, to behead Zhang Mo and take away his Xuanji Pavilion order.

Later, the elders of the Zhou family came to the door to post, asking Zhang Mohua Mountain to discuss the sword battle, and even invited a top fake Dan realm martial artist like Emperor Qitian.

Now, this Tuesday Uncle is even setting up an ambush in Pingdingshan, if it weren't for his Zhang Mo's strength, I'm afraid he would have been planted a long time ago.

The Zhou family provoked Zhang Mo three times and twice, if Zhang Mo did not destroy the Zhou family, it would be too unreasonable.

Zhang Mo's mind moved, and a few flames popped out from his fingers, directly burning these people to ashes, and he didn't even let go of these heavy machinery.

However, it is impossible for these heavy machines to turn into ashes, at most into liquid metal.

After solving the Zhou family, Zhang Mo tidied up the messy clothes and patted the dust on them.

"It's not bad, the power of the Ancestral Dragon Divine Body Technique is far more powerful than I thought, I thought that so many firearms would at least scratch the skin. However, I didn't expect anything. My skin is no worse than those body armor now. Zhang Mo secretly said to himself.

At this time, Hu Ruoxian hurriedly arrived and asked in a panic: "Little master, I heard a dense gunfire just now, are you okay?"