Mo Tie did not hesitate, deceived himself, rushed into the fire camp of the Marquis of Gao, and slashed and slashed. Recommended: Shi San God's new work: "Above the Sky" mobile phone reading

The "back" word of the Lianjia knife method is layered on top of each other, one knife after another, continuously.

The screams came and went, the severed hands flew everywhere, and some people were scared and took fire guns to block the long knife, trying to stop Mo Tie's attack.

The word "well" is vertical and horizontal, winding and twisting, and a fire gun has not been touched, and it directly disembowels people.

Gao Junhou was frightened at first, but fortunately, he was one of the top ten masters after all, and he picked up his knife, and he didn't forget to order the platoon disciples who formed an encirclement to "come over quickly".

But Mo Tie told him with 10,000 catties of great strength that the so-called top ten masters were just jokes.

Gao Junhou didn't support it, he used defensive moves to deal with Mo Tie, and then his left hand was broken, if it wasn't for his good foundation, maybe he would have lost his head.

Frightened, he crawled out of the circle and bandaged to the side.

People in the rivers and lakes often break their hands and feet, and they can practice a left-handed knife in the future. He didn't care about losing his right hand, but he had to kill Mo Tie today, otherwise, the platoon gang wouldn't have to mess around the rivers and lakes in the future.

After applying the medicine and wrapping it with layers of gauze, Gao Junhou began to order.

"Whoever kills him will be rewarded with a hundred taels of silver."

Moreover, the silver of the white flower was hung directly on the tree.

How many red-eyed disciples couldn't help it, they originally wanted to fish in troubled waters, but now they all rushed up, ants bit the elephant to death, no matter how powerful Mo Tie was, he was just one person.

Mo Tie was very satisfied with this effect, if the platoon helped the disciples disperse in a hurry, he really couldn't kill them all.

He didn't know how good Mo Tie's physical strength was, anyway, after killing more than four hundred people at this moment, he felt easier than eating a meal. It is estimated that after killing these 6,000 people, it will be a little tired.

Gao Junhou has to say that Mo Tie is indeed a very powerful master, even he himself can't escape the siege of so many disciples, on the other hand, Mo Tie is at ease, like a leisurely stroll.

"Kill him, and reward him with five hundred taels of silver."

Gao Junhou hung a larger money bag on the tree.

By the way, he also pointed out a wave of tactics: "Take the dead man to block him, quickly." ”

To be reasonable, this tactic is disgusting, but it does work, at least against other people.

The disciple who understood it did not hesitate to pick up the corpse on the ground, and squeezed Mo Tie from all directions like a door panel, gradually shrinking his space for movement.

These corpses are basically incomplete, with large patches of blood on their bodies, and some of them are still spurting blood from their necks, and they are also pushed to lean on Mo Tie's body.

Mo Tie looked at this situation, his diaphragm deserved it, isn't this like fighting and spitting? If you can't be killed, you will be disgusted to death.

However, he really didn't have any good way, and the platoon helped the disciples to splash blood on him like fighting monsters, which had no effect except to make him look more hideous.

But they gradually got closer, the one in front was killed, and the one behind directly pushed the corpse forward, and really surrounded Mo Tie,

Mo Tie couldn't cry or laugh, the last time he squeezed the subway was in the university, and now he actually "squeezed" with a dead person.

The disciple of the platoon closest to him stared at Mo Tie, his eyes were red, and he was probably squeezed enough by the people behind him to say a word.

Mo Tie smiled at him, saying I can understand your pain, but unfortunately he was covered in blood, this smile was very terrifying, and the disciple was so frightened that he was about to cry.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, one of the worshippers jumped up high, stepped on other people's heads, walked to Mo Tie's side, and slashed at his neck with a big knife in his hand.

There was also a hint of excitement in his eyes, five hundred taels of silver was enough for a long time.

However, he couldn't cut it down with this knife, because Mo Tie's hand was raised, grabbed his ankle, and threw him out more than twenty meters like a rag doll.

The offering hit two trees along the way, and when it fell to the ground, it was already out of breath.

Gao Junhou was anxious: "Block him, squeeze him, squeeze hard." ”

However, the disciple who was face-to-face with Mo Tie shouted wildly in his heart: "Block a fart, retreat, this is not a person." ”

He saw with his own eyes that because Mo Tie didn't have room to raise his hand, he actually slashed his arm from the inside of the corpse, as easily as cutting tofu with one finger. With such a lot of strength, this is a monster at all.

The high gang leader didn't know which way to offend the king, and he actually sent a monster to kill people, but I didn't learn my old lady to eat fast and read Buddha on weekdays, and I was contaminated with a little Buddha nature, and I guess I have to explain it here today.

Mo Tie had long discovered that in the face of absolute power, the physical body was very fragile, and he realized this when he tore the young master of the platoon gang and more than a hundred followers with his hands before.

However, this feeling of "paddling" in other people's bodies is not good, and the stickiness of one hand is so sticky that I can't even hold the knife for a while.

Solving the offering of the sneak attack, Mo Tie opened his firepower and tore through the last few circles of people like a meat grinder.

Pick up the knife and continue slashing.

Gao Junhou is about to go crazy, so he can't stop him, what else can he do.

"Helper, cut down trees!" Someone shouted.

That's right, if you cut down a tree, you can't block it with a person, so use a tree to block him!

Gao Junhou suddenly enlightened, but his heart was also dripping blood, and during the time of cutting down trees, he still had to use his life to drag Mo Tie, how much post-war pension would be given one by one.

Moreover, the speed of his younger brother cutting down trees is too slow, he has no right hand, and he still has to command, and he can't go over to help.

"Friends in the back, can you do Gao a favor, you don't need to deal with the surname Mo, just help me cut down a few trees, I have a hundred taels of gold to give."

He was so anxious that he could only ask a third party for help.

"Hey, hey, high gang master, you blatantly asked us for help in front of this killing god, your heart is really vicious." Someone laughed.

"Hahaha......" Everyone else laughed, this sentence echoed Mo Tie's words in the inn that Gao Junhou was "vicious", and it sounded a little funny at the moment.

Because Mo Tie had already said that the person who helped Gao Junhou was the enemy, and judging from his current combat strength, no one would be stupid enough to be his enemy. It's just that Gao Junhou still wants to pull people into the water, this heart is really vicious, so what Mo Tie said that his son is not his species seems to be a little crooked.

Gao Junhou's eyes were red, but he didn't dare to scold those Jianghu people back, for fear that a few of them wouldn't be able to stand the stimulation and go to help Mo Tie.

He had no choice but to ask everyone around him to help cut down the trees, including the worshippers and elders.

So, a strange scene appeared.

Outside the city of Hangzhou, the sun is shining, Mo Tie cuts people, and the platoon helps cut down trees.

Gong Nan quietly asked, "Uncle Shi, do you say that this Mo Tie can kill all the people in the platoon gang?" ”

The middle-aged man shook his head, frowned, and said, "I can't say." If he can really do it, then the rivers and lakes will really change. ”

It's the first time I've written this kind of plot, and I'm not very good at it, so I want to read more professional books to supplement it~

Twelve and a half, revised to two thousand words, have any book friends seen it, or everyone left after reading the first thousand words, hahaha~~