Outside the city of Hangzhou, the flowers are red and willow green, and the sun is just right.

Mo Tie was running among the trees, thinking about his future plans, his mind was no longer on the big battle later.

Gao Junhou became more and more excited, because Mo Tie was already very close to the platoon gang station.

When Gong Yan and the others who followed behind could see the thousands of people in the black pressure platoon, Mo Tie stopped.

He turned around and asked Gao Junhou seriously: "Gang Master Gao, the matter has come to this, can you tell me how many platoon gang disciples are present?" ”

Gao Junhou said gloomily: "Hmph, all the 6,547 disciples of the Platoon Gang are here, just to avenge my son's hatred." ”

These words were said to the people in the rivers and lakes who were watching the excitement behind, as long as they didn't help Mo Tie, the more than 6,000 platoon gang disciples would never attack them.

"Okay, Gao Gang Master, after today, Mo will set off and go to the Northland, kill enough 6,548 Jurchens, and then return to the Central Plains."

Mo Tie said solemnly.

This is inexplicable.

Gao Junhou was blindfolded by the comparison of the number of people in front of him, and he didn't understand. In the old rivers and lakes behind, some people vaguely understood what Mo Tie meant, and they were shocked, and they couldn't believe their guesses at all.

Even Gong Yan said strangely: "Uncle Shi, what does Brother Mo mean?" ”

This uncle of Wudang has been wandering the rivers and lakes for many years, and he has never heard any cruel words, of course he understood what Mo Tie meant, he frowned and said: "What he means is that the disciples of the Pai Gang will not die in vain, and there will be Jurchens to accompany them to the funeral." ”

"I'm going to grass him...... Ahem, uncle, don't tell me if my dad is okay, I didn't mean to. It's really this Mo Tie who is too arrogant. "Gong Yan is still a minor, still living under his father's residual authority, if his father knows that he swears, he must have a good life to "educate".

Gao Junhou thought for a while and finally understood what Mo Tie meant, and he was so angry that he could hardly speak.

Mo Tie didn't plan to talk nonsense with him anymore, so he grabbed the embroidered spring knife tightly and rushed to the platoon gang station.

He didn't have the strength to stay, and the ten tons of physical strength completely burst out, and everywhere he passed, there were all swords and two sections, and there was no enemy.

He also snatched another spear from the hands of the platoon gang disciples, waved it as a stick, and swept it over, revealing several pieces of corpses.

Gao Junhou originally thought that Mo Tie saw that there was no hope of escape, and planned to kill two more platoons to help his disciples relieve their anger, so he didn't come over, but watched from afar, why should he risk his own life if he could use his life to die.

However, he soon found out the problem, a large area of red blood flew all over the sky, but it never stopped, and when he looked closely, that Mo Tie was like a battlefield killing god, and everywhere he passed, all he left was corpses, and the more he killed, the more crazy he became.

Can't let him go on like this.

Gao Junhou hurriedly ran to the station, he wanted to mobilize the fire guns prepared in advance, hoping that those disciples who specialized in using fire guns had not been killed by Mo Tie.

By the time he had been at the station for a while, Mo Tie had already killed more than a hundred people, which was really terrifying efficiency.

Gao Junhou was a little frightened, if he hadn't had a firecracker, he might have really asked this kid to run away today.

He ran to the fire camp that he had mobilized from the side, but fortunately, these people had no weapons, and they all hid in the tent and did not go out.

"Prepare your ammo and come with me."

Gao Junhou commanded.

After a while, the people from the rivers and lakes who were watching in the woods behind saw that Gao Junhou appeared on Mo Tie's side with more than a hundred people, each holding a firearm in his hand.

"Uncle Shi, what is Gao Junhou doing?" Gong Yan said strangely, "Could it be that he wants to use a fire gun to deal with Mo Tie, the power of this kind of thing is not as great as the Tang Sect Flying Knife." If it was useful to a master like Mo Tie, the Tang Sect would already be the number one sect in the world. ”

The uncle of the palace martyrdom did not speak, but when he saw Gao Junhou with a fire team of more than 100 people, his hands were clenched, obviously his heart was not calm, it seems that Wudang is not as simple as it seems on the surface.

Gao Junhou led people to set up their positions.

"Aim, put!"

With an order, regardless of whether there were platoon disciples in front of him, more than a hundred firearms were fired.

In fact, the firecrackers of this era did not have much accuracy, and Gao Junhou had to attack from a range to improve the hit rate.

There are lead bullets, stone bullets and iron bullets, and if Gao Junhou can't afford to use all the iron bullets, he uses stone bullets and lead bullets mixed with them, with a range of about 1,200 meters.

Of course, Mo Tie found out about Gao Junhou's actions, but he felt that Gao Junhou should not be stupid enough to shoot directly when the platoon disciples did not retreat.

It's a pity that he was overestimated, he was really so stupid.

Mo Tie complained while grabbing two human shields in front of him, and all the bullets that could hit him were blocked.

"Stand down, all stand down, back down in a circle, surround him." Gao Junhou hurriedly commanded.

He originally wanted to fish in troubled waters and take advantage of the chaos to sneak attack Mo Tie, but he didn't expect Mo Tie to be on guard and use the platoon to help his disciples as a shield.

Mo Tie was speechless, how naïve you are, and retreated into a circle, won't I follow up if you retreat?

However, Mo Tie did not follow up, but stood in the center of the field and said loudly: "I will give you one last chance, those who leave now, I will not pursue them, if they continue, all the people who help Gao Junhou will die here." ”

Mo Tie said this in front of more than a hundred firearms, which looked very ridiculous, and most of the platoon gang disciples thought he was stupid.

There were only a few dozens of people, who watched Mo Tie's power, were afraid in their hearts and quietly slipped away.

Mo Tie sensed that only a few dozen heat sources were leaving, sighed, and said, "Gao Gang Master, let me ask you one last time, do you still insist on killing me?" ”

Gao Junhou didn't say nonsense, and when the fire gun was ready, he directly ordered "launch".

"Bang", "Bang", "Bang......

The smoke condensed by the insufficient combustion of gunpowder dissipated, and Gao Junhou hurriedly looked towards the field.

"How is that possible!"

In the center of the circle, Mo Tie was still standing there, he slowly took off his shirt, held it in his hand and saw that there were already several holes, and simply threw them aside.

And on his body, there was not a trace of blood on the yellow skin, but there were a few small pits, which were ankylosaurus exoskeletons that had been knocked out of a little bone.

He used the color-changing gene to change the color of the exoskeleton to make them look like skin, so that they would not be called monsters.

"Gao Gang Master, you almost succeeded, and my King Kong is not bad magic skill was almost broken by you." Mo Tie said nonsense, otherwise, he can't say that Lao Tzu has thick skin, you can come.

Gao Junhou was so shocked that he couldn't speak, and those Huojun disciples also looked at each other, not understanding how this could happen.

The people in the rivers and lakes who were watching in the woods behind were even more surprised, and some of the disciples of the Tang Sect immediately had a correct attitude towards Mo Tie, originally thinking that he was just a rookie in the rivers and lakes, but now he can't think so, most of the hidden weapons of the Tang Sect may be useless to him.