Chapter Forty-Seven: Sudden Change, Burly Man

Don't be proud, let you wait for a while! ”

Dugu Fang looked haggard, his face was pale, his cold eyes glared at Mo Li and the others, and his voice was even colder.

"Huh!"

Hearing this, Mo Li smiled slightly, he didn't care about Dugu's threat, and his eyes kept patrolling around the City Lord's Mansion, as if he was checking something?

Seeing this, Dugu Fang thought that Mo Li was a little weak-hearted, and his expression couldn't help but start to become proud, and he said in an arrogant tone: "It's too late to be scared now, I'll let you know what life is better than death later!" Haha..."

"Noise!"

Mo Li couldn't help frowning, and even shouted: "If you don't want to die, just shut up for me!" ”

After scolding, Mo Li looked around again, checking to see if there were any other people around.

It's a pity that Mo Li didn't see anyone else appear, and he couldn't help muttering in his heart: "Could it be that I think too much?"

It shouldn't be!

That person knows so much about Wushuang City, he must have something to do with Wushuang City.

Now the life and death of the Dugu party is in his own hands at any time, as long as he says a word, the Dugu party will definitely be killed immediately, why does that person not appear in this situation? ”

Seeing Mo Li ignoring himself like this, Dugu's expression couldn't help but change slightly, and the anger in his heart burned again, but before his own people arrived, he didn't plan to fight hard with Mo Li.

After all, on his side, there are only two people on his side, him and Shadow, and they are both seriously injured, and they can't exert their combat power at all.

However, as long as his own people arrive, Dugu Yiyi will attack Mo Li and the others.

Thinking about today's encounter, Dugu is a real grievance in his heart.

In his own one-third of an acre, he was so calculated, and his life is still in the hands of others, it is really .....

"Whoosh~"

At this moment, a large number of black-clothed people suddenly appeared outside the City Lord's Mansion, surrounding the City Lord's Mansion.

After a while, a burly man walked in with his subordinates, glanced at Mo Li and the others indifferently, and then his eyes fell on Dugu's body.

When he saw Dugu's broken arm, his expression fluctuated slightly, his eyes gradually became cold, and he took two steps forward and said, "Who did it?" ”

"You're here!"

One sentence represents a thousand words, and when he saw the person coming, Dugu Fang had a sense of relief on his face: "It's him!" ”

The burly man turned around slowly, his expression was gloomy, his eyes were coldly staring at Mo Li and the others, and his tone was extremely cold: "You guys should die!" ”

These four words were spoken very slowly, almost word by word, popping out between the teeth.

However, although the burly man only said four words, the killing intent contained in it was very strong, as if it were substance.

"Huh?"

Looking at the man who suddenly appeared, Mo Li's expression was slightly surprised, this person turned out to be a peerless late-stage master.

Just now, Mo Li saw the time when the burly man was communicating with Dugu, and used the system to probe the details of the person who came, and found that this person's cultivation was still above Dugu's.

At present, only he can crush him, even if he is as strong as Qinglong, he is not his opponent.

However, what makes Mo Li curious is, who is this person?

Could it be that she is like the woman in black, from a mysterious force?

"Who are you?"

Unable to determine the man's identity, Mo Li planned to test it with words to see if he could find a trace from the words.

"The one who killed you!"

The burly man didn't plan to communicate with Mo Li, and after saying a word, he pulled out the long knife on his waist, pointed the tip of the knife straight at Mo Li, and said in a cold tone.

"The thief is going to be rampant, I will fight you!"

Seeing that the burly man was so rampant, Qinglong's eyes were bloodshot, and he roared angrily, and the extra-large embroidered spring knife came out of its sheath.

Sweep through the army!

The sword light burst open, and the sword qi crossed the sky, turning into a horse several zhang long, as if it was about to split the earth.

"It's just a knife spirit, and you dare to show off in front of me, you really don't know whether you live or die?"

The burly man immediately shook his head, a trace flashed in his eyes, only to see his wrist slightly raised, the blade was cut weakly, and a wisp of brilliant sword qi burst out.

"Uh-huh!"

Only a crisp sound was heard, the sword light was shattered, the green dragon snorted, and his body retreated.

The embroidered spring knife in his hand couldn't hold it, and flew out directly and stuck it on the ground in the distance.

One move.

The peerless realm of the green dragon was defeated at the hands of a burly man.

This was the first time Mo Li had seen Qinglong lose so quickly, and he looked at the burly man's gaze with a hint of solemnity.

"You're the pinnacle of peerlessness!"

Qinglong's eyes widened even more, his face was full of disbelief, and his right hand kept trembling.

At this moment, his tiger's mouth had been cracked, and Yinghong's blood continued to flow out of the tiger's mouth.

However, at this time, Qinglong didn't care about the wound of the tiger's mouth, stared at the burly man with his eyes, and said in a shocked tone.

You must know that Qinglong has been practicing sword techniques for many years, and with the fact that he has practiced external skills, his strength is much stronger than that of people in the same realm.

But it was such a strong person, and he was defeated by the burly man on the opposite side with one move, which was a bit difficult for Qinglong to accept.

On the other hand, the burly man opposite, judging from his appearance, was only about thirty years old, and his cultivation was so strong, it was really incredible!

No wonder, after this person came here, he dared to ignore himself and others, it turned out that his self-confidence came from strength.

"Humph!"

The burly man snorted coldly, he didn't care about Qinglong's surprise, his eyes glanced coldly, and finally fell on Mo Li, and said in a cold tone: "Did you cut off Dugu's arm?" ”

"Naturally!"

Mo Li didn't care about the burly man's questioning at all, and his face looked calm and abnormal, as if cutting off Dugu's arm was a trivial matter.

"Overseer, his strength is not weak, be careful!"

Qinglong came to Mo Li's side and reminded quietly.

"Hmm!"

Mo Li nodded slightly, signaling Qinglong to feel at ease.

To tell the truth, no matter how strong the burly man is, Mo Li is not afraid at all.

The burly man is confident in his own strength, and Mo Li is also confident in his own strength.

"Now that you've confessed, go and die."

The cold words, without the slightest emotion, were like the pronouncement of death.

After the burly man finished speaking, the long knife in his hand was raised high, and his body moved quickly, slashing directly towards Mo Li, the whole action was done in one go, without a trace of superfluous tricks.

In a word, simple and crude!

Mo Li instantly pulled out the steel long sword, clearly caught the shadow of the long knife split, and immediately pointed the sword vertically.

"Ding!"

A soft thud came.

Mo Li suddenly felt that the long sword in his hand seemed to be slashed on a piece of steel, and a huge anti-shock force instantly surged from the long sword to his arm, shaking his arm numb, and the sword in his hand almost fell out of his hand, and he hurriedly took two steps back to offset the huge strength.

"What a strong force!"

Mo was startled, his face appeared a little solemn, and at this moment, the burly man's long knife came straight again.

With the first lesson, how could Mo Li take the man's long knife hard, his feet moved quickly, and he easily dodged the long knife that the man swept over.

Seeing Mo Li dodge his attack, the man was not discouraged, and continued to wave the long knife, constantly slashing Mo Li, which can be described as a ruthless move, and went straight to the point.

From the perspective of the man's moves, this person must have been a battlefield general, and he knew how to swing a knife to kill the other party more effectively and with less effort.

The moves open and close, and there is not a trace of tricks.

While Mo Li was moving quickly, he kept thinking about the man's origin in his mind, and he felt that he was a fierce general in the army.

Now the strength of the imperial city is under Mo Li's control, and he knows all the generals and generals, and there is no man in front of him.

Besides, the generals of the Imperial City can't appear here.

In this way, there are two possibilities for the man's origin: "First, he came from the mysterious force behind the woman in black;

Second, the man himself is a man of the Peerless City. ”

As for which of these two may be bigger, Mo Li is not sure.

After all, the mysterious force behind the woman in black was very hidden, and Mo Li didn't know any information in it, so it was difficult to judge.

And judging from Dugu's attitude towards the man just now, the two must have known each other for a long time, otherwise the man would not have seen Dugu so resentful after his broken arm!

It can be seen that the man should be from the Peerless City.

But there are only two brothers in the Dugu family, one is the Sword Saint and the other is the Dugu side, and no one else exists.

The Ming family is also the old lady and Mingyue, and no one else exists.

From this, it can be deduced that this burly man is not from two families.

But since the man cares so much about Wushuang City, it is from the founder of Wushuang City.

This person should be the descendant of the founder of the Peerless City.

But the man never introduced his identity from beginning to end, and Mo Li was not sure which of the two possibilities was right.

However, it doesn't matter if Mo Li is not sure, judging from the man's attitude, no matter which possibility it is, it is impossible for both parties to be good.

Looking at the burly man on the opposite side who was full of true qi and murderous intent, Wang Yu's eyes gradually began to turn cold.

He doesn't care what the identity of the man opposite is, how hard the backstage is, since he provokes him, then be ready to die.

Mo Li held the stainless steel long sword in his hand, his body began to move, and he began to use his peerless thirteen swords.

Now that it's getting late, Mo Li doesn't plan to continue playing with the burly man.

With the full force of the Thirteen Swords of Death, one move was faster than the other, and each move was more ruthless than the other, and the form of the two was reversed in an instant.

The lightning-fast swordsmanship made the man have to defend desperately, and he would be stabbed by Mo Li's long sword if he was not careful.

If this continues, it is a matter of time before the burly man is defeated, after all, everyone knows who will lose for a long time.

Watching the burly man gradually fall into the disadvantage, the Dugu side who was watching the battle couldn't help but be a little anxious, if the burly man was defeated by Mo Li, the consequences of waiting for the two could be imagined.

However, after all, Dugu is a hero, and although he is panicked, he can't see anything on his face.

Looking at Mo Li, who kept making killing moves, for some reason a strong uneasiness welled up in his heart, as if the burly man on the next side would be killed.

"Roar!"

At this moment, the burly man who was suppressed by Mo Li suddenly roared, and after Mo Li was shocked back with a sword, he saw his true qi surging all around his body, and the light covered his whole body, setting off his whole person like an ancient god.

Immediately, he slowly walked towards Mo Li, leaving a footprint several inches deep with every step, and the people around him felt a tremor of the ground under their feet, as if a giant drum was really beating.

At this time, everyone watching the battle already had a faint feeling that it was not good, after all, the momentum exuded by the burly man's body was too strong.

Mo Li's expression moved slightly, and at this moment, the burly man gave him the feeling that he had faintly reached the peak of his cultivation.

He deduced that the burly man had definitely applied the secret method in order to gain a short-term ascension.

Immediately, Mo Li's body also rose with a domineering momentum, his clothes were windless, and his long hair in the shawl was constantly flying.

The dust on the ground was blown around by the momentum emitted by Mo Li, and for a while, the momentum competition between the two actually formed a small whirlwind in the courtyard.

Although, the momentum of the two continued to compete, and the people watching the battle all felt a trace of oppression.

Whether it was the disciple of the dark hall or the person brought by the burly man, his eyes were full of horror and fear.

They didn't expect that there would be such a terrible person in the world, and it was only two.

For them, they naturally don't know the horror of the strong in the world.

At this time, if Emperor Shakti or Xiao Sanxiao and others appeared, it was estimated that some people here would be crushed to death with their momentum alone.

"Stand back!"

Seeing this, Qinglong hurriedly ordered the disciples of the Dark Hall to retreat, so as not to be affected by the great war that might break out at any time.

It can be said that the duel between the two just now can only be regarded as a mutual test, and they did not go all out.

At this moment, the two are planning to go all out.

"Boy, I didn't expect you to push me to such a point, it's unbelievable!"

The burly man's expression was cold, his eyes staring at Mo Li with a cold light, and he said in a cold tone: "However, let's stop here, let me Guan Diyu give you one last ride now!" ”

When the words fell, the burly man quickly raised the long knife in his hand, and kept slashing at the void, although the style was very weird, but as the burly man continued to swing the knife, the momentum around him continued to grow again.

When the weird move reached the ninth time, the momentum around Guan Diyu's body reached the peerless peak level, and there were faint signs of breaking through the peerless world.

"Take me in one style, and the spring and autumn will destroy the world."

With Guan Diyu's low roar, the long knife in his hand seemed to be alive, and it suddenly became a little bigger with the blessing of the sword qi.

The sword qi on the blade was like substance, and the moment he slashed towards Mo Li, it actually rubbed against the air and made a 'zizi' sound.

It can be seen from this that Guan Diyu's blow is so powerful.

"Humph!"

Mo Li let out a sneer from the corner of his mouth, he didn't care about the changes in Guan Diyu, only to see that the true qi of his whole body was instantly injected into the long sword.

A sword intent is like a divine sword straight into the sky, scattering all the white clouds in the sky, and suddenly the sky is thousands of miles long, and it is blue.