Ignoring the roar of the albino wind, he groped around Bai Xiufeng's headless corpse, took out a storage bag, and put it in his pocket.

Just as a storage bag can't fit into a storage bag, a storage bag can't fit into a space bag, otherwise it will cause the storage space to collapse. The contents of it will also be shattered with the collapse of the space.

After thinking about it, Mao Rui took Bai Xiufeng's body to his head and put it in the space bag. This is a corpse in the foundation building period, if it is refined into a blood guard, it will add another combat power to Mao Rui.

The albino wind in the battle, there was a fishy sweetness in his throat, and he couldn't hold back it, so he didn't vomit blood in anger. The little miscellaneous members of the Mao family not only killed his son in front of him, but also took away his son's body.

Xiao Jian, who had always been pressed and beaten by Mao Shihong, saw the scene of Mao Rui taking away the corpse, and scolded: "Mao Shihong, do you have any special hobbies in the Mao family? ”

This sentence directly scolded everyone in the Mao family.

Mao Zhe, who was watching the battle, listened unpleasantly, obviously he didn't do anything, and he was scolded for no reason. So Mao Zhe pinched the trick with both hands, and played one spell after another, constantly attacking Xiao Jian on the side, causing serious interference.

In the case of one hit one, Xiao Jian, who was already inferior to Mao Shihong. Now with the addition of Mao Zhe, I can only deal with it in embarrassment.

Xiao Jian was depressed in his heart, and when he said that, he just wanted to have some impact on Mao Shihong, and he didn't mean anything else. But because he didn't control his voice, he was heard by Mao Zhe and made himself so embarrassed.

It was not only Mao Zhe who heard the scolding, but Mao Rui also heard it.

If Mao Zhe just made himself a little depressed, then Mao Rui's actions made him panic.

I saw that after killing Bai Xiufeng, Mao Rui, who had already had no action, heard Xiao Jian's scolding, and walked towards Xiao Yunsheng, who was unconscious, step by step.

Xiao Jian saw the appearance of Mao Rui killing Bai Xiufeng, without the slightest scruples, and went down with a knife without any hesitation. Xiao Jian believes that if he is replaced by his son who is already in a coma, he will only end up flying and spilling blood. Xiao Jian was sweating on his forehead as he resisted the attack of the spell.

There are no verbal threats, as albinism does. Xiao Jian knew that it would be useless, and it would even have the opposite effect. is constantly looking for an opportunity to get rid of Mao Shihong in a short time.

Compared with Bai Xiulin, Xiao Yunsheng in a coma is at least happy, and he doesn't have to experience the despair of dying step by step.

Bai Xiulin was originally as happy as Xiao Yunsheng, but later after Bai Xiufeng came, he angered Mao Rui. was trampled on by Mao Rui, and was woken up from a coma.

Bai Xiulin's death before, Bai Xiulin saw it clearly, and seeing Mao Rui getting closer and closer, Bai Xiulin trembled with fright.

Lying on the ground with difficulty, he kept kowtowing and begging for mercy: "Don't... Kill me, beg... Please... Don't kill me..."

Mao Rui sneered and was silent.

The distance is getting closer, ten meters ... Five meters... Three meters... Half a meter.

Bai Xiulin no longer begged for mercy, just lying on the ground, staring at Mao Rui's face.

Glancing at Bai Xiulin, Mao Rui had no sadness, no joy, no anger on his face. Just raised the knife in his hand, hand up, knife... Broken.

A high-grade magic weapon was so broken that there was no sign at all. Debris fell, on the ground, in Maorui's hair, on his shoulders.

Mao Rui still maintained the movement of holding one hand high, as if he had been frozen. Only the face distorted by pain, and the eyes full of incredulity, could prove that he was not a statue.

Many people discovered Mao Rui's abnormality, and they were surprised, I don't know what kind of famous master of the Mao family is playing.

There was a white-haired old man in the crowd, looking at Mao Rui with an expressionless face, his left hand was marked on his chest, his right hand was stretched out, and his index finger was pointed directly at Mao Rui.

If someone can dilate Mao Rui's pupils at this time, they will find a terrifying thing, that is, the white-haired old man is clearly standing behind Mao Rui's left, a hundred meters away, but it is reflected in Mao Rui's eyes.

Mao Shihong, who had always suppressed Xiao Jian, also discovered Mao Rui's abnormality, and a powerful spell knocked Xiao Jian back without making a move.

Mao Zhe was not attacking, and when he came to Mao Shihong's side, the uncle and nephew frowned, and looked at Mao Rui puzzled.

The initiative of fighting or not fighting completely fell into the hands of Mao Shihong, and the uncle and nephew withdrew their hands, which made Xiao Jian breathe a sigh of relief.

Liu Zongsheng and the two also stopped fighting, Bai Huafeng looked around, his face was happy, and he hurriedly said: "Father, this kid killed Xiufeng." ”

Mao Shihong and others also found the white-haired old man, and they were shocked. Could it be that this white-haired old man is the last person in power in the Bai family, Bai Luo?

Fifteen years ago, Bai Luo was already a powerhouse at the peak of foundation building, and he was only one step away from the Jindan Realm. I heard that Bai Luo was in the Jindan period fifteen years ago, and now that he has come out, is he already a Jindan powerhouse?

Not only Mao Shihong and others, but also people in the market were also suspicious.

Bai Luo didn't answer Bai Huafeng's words. His right hand remained still, his left hand changed the seal, and at the same time, his lips rolled up and down, and strangely, even the people standing beside him did not hear the slightest sound.

With the change of Bai Luo's seal method and the movement of the mantra, Mao Rui's skin cracked inch by inch, blood gushed out, and the wound soon spread all over Mao Rui's body. At this time, Mao Rui was drenched in blood and looked hideous and terrifying.

Even if he turned into a bloody man, Mao Rui still couldn't move the slightest under the effect of the spell. Bai Luo's spell is terrifying, which can be seen from this.

Bai Luo's lips were still silently opening and closing, and his left technique was slowly changing. Until Mao Rui did not have any intact skin on his body, Bai Luo's magic trick froze, and he let out a low cry of "explosion" in his mouth

"Bang"

With a muffled sound, Mao Rui exploded, blood and flesh splattered, forming a small area of blood mist around the periphery.

"Ah~"

Bai Xiulin, who was closest to Mao Rui, saw the whole process of Mao Rui's explosion clearly, and even a lot of flesh and blood splashed on his face, and he screamed in fright. A fishy smell came from the crotch of his pants, and the guy was actually scared to pee.

Xiao Yunsheng was woken up and felt the stickiness on his body, first frowned, and after seeing the surrounding situation clearly, he couldn't even feel the pain on his body, and was directly stunned there.

"Hmph~ something embarrassing. Bai Luo snorted coldly, and with a move of his hand, Bai Xiulin flew to his side. Frowning, he first used his aura to evolve a large pool of clear water, and rushed towards Bai Xiulin, washing away the flesh and urine. Then, he began to heal Bai Xiulin's injuries.

As for Xiao Yunsheng, with Bai Luo's hand, a gentle force sent it to Xiao Jian's side.

"Xiao, thank you Bai Lao" Xiao Jian hugged his fist at Bai Luo and bowed, and then checked his son's injury.

Flesh and bones were slain before their eyes, and there were no bones left. Mao Shihong's current situation is the same as the albino wind just now, or even worse. However, Mao Shihong was not carried away by hatred, took out a magic weapon for communication, put it to his mouth and whispered a few words.

Everyone present, including Bai Luo, no one noticed that when Mao Rui exploded just now, there was only blood and flesh, but not even a single bone slag.