Mojiazhuang, Jingxin Garden. Li Wanrong is back to living a comfortable life, and there are two maids to serve her. This is all the credit of Mo Shaofeng, he is now a seven-heaven combat power, and he already has the strength of the elder level. Mojiazhuang's regulations are like this, as long as you cultivate to the Seventh Heaven, you can get a separate small courtyard to live in.

Mo Shaofeng was not satisfied, because the martial artist was only the lowest realm of the Thunder Dream Continent, and there were also martial artists, martial kings, and martial saints on it. Mo Shaofeng vowed to cultivate to the Ten Heavens, defeat Luo Batian, remove the boulder, and regain the dignity that belonged to Mojiazhuang.

Mo Shaofeng left Jingxin Garden, and when he arrived at the door, he happened to run into Ma Rongrong. Today, Ma Rongrong came to Mojiazhuang alone, and there was not even a maid by her side. Ma Rongrong wore black clothes, light makeup, and a proud face.

Ma Rongrong met the enemy and sneered: "Young Master Mo, it's so powerful! ”

Mo Shaofeng smiled and said, "Miss Ma, do you regret tearing up the marriage contract in the first place?"

"I have never regretted what Ma Rongrong has done. ”

Mo Shaofeng said in a low voice: "Miss Ma, if this matter of the little white face in Longyang City reaches the ears of the young owner, I don't know what will happen." ”

Ma Rongrong's face sank, and she snorted coldly: "Who am I with***, that's my right, you don't care." Even if this matter is known to the young owner, it doesn't matter. ”

"Sluts, sluts, are really brazen. Mo Shaofeng sneered.

"Who are you scolding slut!" Ma Rongrong was furious, like a tigress, fierce and vicious.

"You are the fiancée of the young owner, but you are stealing men outside, not a slut, what is it?" Mo Shaofeng deliberately mocked her.

"Mo Shaofeng, you waste, dare to humiliate me, I will kill you. Ma Rongrong was furious, took out a dagger, and stabbed it.

Mo Shaofeng grabbed her wrist, shook the dagger hard, and then slapped it. The sound of "pop, pop ......" slapping the face is crisp and pleasant.

"Sluts, always sluts. Mo Shaofeng slapped more than a dozen times to vent his resentment.

"Mo Shaofeng, you dare to slap me in the face. "Ma Rongrong is just a five-heaven combat power, competing with the martial artists of the seven-fold heavens, asking for trouble.

"From the day you tore up your engagement, I wanted to hit you. It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge. Today, you are to blame for slapping you in the face. Mo Shaofeng glared angrily, and the humiliation of many years was finally vented.

"Mo Shaofeng, you wait, I won't let you go. Ma Rongrong gritted her teeth, stomped her foot, and walked towards the Hollow Garden.

Mo Shaofeng looked at her back, and felt strange, since Mo Yunhai lost to Luo Batian, the situation in Mojiazhuang has taken a sharp turn for the worse, and many disciples of foreign sects have betrayed Mojiazhuang and taken refuge in Luojiabao, and even their allies, the Tiger Gang, have also taken refuge in Luojiabao.

Since the Tiger Gang has betrayed Mojiazhuang, why did Ma Rongrong come to find Mo Wanjian, there must be something strange in this.

Mo Shaofeng thought for a while, shook his head, and walked towards the door. Now this doorway is very simple, and compared with the previous doorway, it is very different. Mo Shaofeng walked out, glanced at the big stone, and lamented in his heart, Luojiabao was really too deceitful, blocking the door with the big stone, insulting the reputation of Mojiazhuang for hundreds of years.

Mo Shaofeng walked over and slapped a palm on the stone, leaving a palm print. This stone is more than ten meters high and weighs dozens of tons, and it cannot be moved without the power of the Ten Heavens.

"The dignity of Mojiazhuang is for me to get back. Mo Shaofeng swore a poisonous oath and went to the mountains to practice the exercises. Halfway there, Mo Shaofeng met a black-clothed masked man.

The black-clothed masked man held a treasure knife, blocked the road, and without saying a word, he swung his knife and slashed Mo Shaofeng. Mo Shaofeng was unarmed, so he had to use his fists to fight against the sword. The black-clothed man had superb knife skills, and his moves were fatal, slashing Mo Shaofeng all over his body. Mo Shaofeng was shocked in his heart, the other party's knife technique contained the two poles of yin and yang, and it was actually Mojiazhuang's ancestral bipolar sword technique.

"You are from Mojiazhuang. Mo Shaofeng was taken aback, the other party was a Ninefold Heaven Skill, which was very powerful.

"Mo Shaofeng, you must die today. The man in black held the knife in both hands, jumped up, and slashed at the other's head.

"Yin Yang Fist!" Mo Shaofeng stepped back one meter and punched out. The fist that shone with black and white light interrupted the sword. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Mo Shaofeng rushed forward and kicked the man in black away.

The man in black moved flexibly, his body rolled in the air, and fell to the ground, and then, his fists were punched, and the black and white shining fists were densely packed, one after another, bombarding Mo Shaofeng.

Mo Shaofeng flew up and dodged the attack, those fists hit the ground and stones, and a loud bang erupted, dust flew and rubble flew sideways. Mo Shaofeng was in mid-air, and the first form of the Killing God Fist burst out. The black glittering fist, the size of a basketball, rushed straight into the body of the man in black.

"Nine points to vitality!" The man in black clasped his hands together, and a layer of mist appeared around his body, blocking the Killing God Fist.

"You are Mo Tiancheng. Mo Shaofeng was taken aback.

"Frost Fist!" The man in black didn't speak, but threw a punch, and a cold fist rushed over, freezing a tree into a popsicle.

"No, you're not Mo Tiancheng. Mo Shaofeng remembered that he only had the Eight Heavens Skill, but this man in black was the Nine Heavens. "Who the hell are you?"

"Go and ask Hades. - Cracked Cloud Palm!" The man in black slapped out, and there was a loud "boom", and several trees shattered.

Mo Shaofeng did not counterattack, but quickly dodged. The man in black kicked the ground and leaped up, using his heavenly wind legs. Mo Shaofeng had learned the strength of Tianfeng's legs, and he was prepared, so he was not injured. Mo Shaofeng quickly retreated, defusing the continuous offensive of Tianfeng Legs.

"Nine yuan to one!" The man in black shouted, raised his hands to the sky, and a white ball appeared, like a comet hitting the earth, rushing towards Mo Shaofeng.

"God Killing Fist Second Style. Mo Shaofeng punched out, and the white light of the fist broke through the ball and knocked the man in black away. The man in black was hit hard, spat blood from his mouth, and flew out.

Mo Shaofeng was as fast as the wind, chased after him, and kicked him in the body. "Click!" there was a crackling sound, and the man in black smashed into a tree and fell to the ground.

Mo Shaofeng rushed over, took off his mask, and was taken aback, this man in black was actually the second elder Mo Honglie. "Old horseman, why are you killing me?" Mo Shaofeng asked angrily.

Mo Honglie snorted coldly: "Because you ruined the old man's perfect plan. ”

"Your plan, when did I sabotage it?"

"Right in the ring, you beat Cheng'er. "Mo Honglie is ambitious and has coveted the position of the owner for a long time, but Mo Yunhai is so strong that he can't shake his position. Mo Honglie inadvertently obtained a set of long-lost exercises, that is, nine points of vitality. Mo Honglie and Mo Tiancheng, father and son, worked hard to study this set of exercises, and finally had a small achievement.

Mo Tiancheng has cultivated to the Eighth Heaven and has been hiding his strength, just to make a splash in the sect competition and sit on the throne of the champion. At that time, Mo Honglie can justifiably challenge Mo Yunhai, and rely on nine points to defeat him and sit on the throne of the owner.

Mo Tiancheng lost to Mo Shaofeng in the semifinals, which made Mo Honglie's entire plan fall through. For the sake of his own plan, Mo Honglie has endured for many years, and has been hiding the Nine Heavens Combat Power, making everyone think that he only has the Eight Heavens Combat Power. Only in this way will Mo Yunhai's defense not be aroused.

Mo Honglie's perfect plan was destroyed, and he was furious, in order to vent the hatred in his heart, he robbed and killed Mo Shaofeng halfway, who knows, he lost to the opponent's God Killing Fist.

"The old man has endured for many years, just to defeat Mo Yunhai and sit on the position of the owner, but he was actually destroyed by you. Old man, he is not willing to die. Mo Shaofeng, I won't let you go if I'm a ghost. When the words fell, Mo Honglie slapped the heavenly spirit cover with one palm, and the seven orifices bled to death.

"There is more than innocent death!" Mo Shaofeng snorted coldly and entered the mountains and forests to cultivate the Killing God Fist. Mo Honglie is cunning and cruel, ambitious, and it is not a pity to die.

Mo Shaofeng practiced the Killing God Fist hard, and finally broke through the second layer of the realm. Mo Shaofeng punched out, a purple fist, and rushed out, breaking more than a dozen trees. This is the third form of the God Killing Fist, the purple fist.

Mo Shaofeng continued to cultivate, and with the help of the jade pendant, he cultivated to the Eighth Heaven. As long as you need to make persistent efforts, you will have the hope of cultivating to the Nine Heavens, and when the time comes, you can challenge Luo Batian and fight for Mojiazhuang's dignity. Take a hundred times to read the latest chapter of "The 100,000-Year Claw Book House of the God of Rebirth" for free for the first time.