Volume 1, Bloody Killing of God Chapter 16, Counter-Killing

Mo Han looked at the five people of the Li clan very vividly, and they should have been summoned by the Li clan recently.

Walking in the front is probably the master of the fifth stage of the camera period, with a steel knife on his waist, his face is full of flesh and two fierce eyes, followed by four who also look like the third stage and the fourth stage of the camera period.

"It seems that the strength of the Li clan is extraordinary now, and such a master can be sent casually. "Mo Han originally wanted to bloody the Li clan as soon as possible and rush to the Infinite Realm, but now it seems that he has to put some thought into it.

When Mo Han was in the valley, he had already entered the seventh stage of the Mirror Period, because the combat power of the Dan Qi Dual Cultivation was one level higher than that of the masters of the same realm, coupled with the invincible 'Green Dragon Yin', killing these masters was like chopping melons and vegetables.

The five of them walked down the street looking around, as if looking for someone. Occasionally enter a restaurant or inn and interrogate a few times, and the shopkeeper returns to the street and continues to move forward.

Mo Han stopped and walked as if he was playing, never letting these five people out of his sight.

After passing through a few lively streets, the flow of people gradually thinned out. After walking through a few more alleys, pedestrians are barely visible.

The alley with high walls is quiet, and you can hear the echo of footsteps.

Mo Han wondered what these people were looking for, turned his head sideways at the corner of the wall, and caught a glimpse of a few people stopping, taking the lead muttering, and the other four people kept nodding.

A few people were about to disperse, when Mo Han appeared from around the corner and raised his voice: "How many of you are sneaky, what are you going to do to do something unseemly?"

Mo Han originally wanted to see what a few people were going to do, but when he saw that a few people were going to be separated, he thought: It's better to kill them all together and leave a living mouth to ask for the answer.

The five of them were shocked when they saw Mo Han walk out, thinking that he was just a nosy weak scholar, and they settled down again.

"Don't be nosy, get out!" the leader stepped forward and scolded angrily.

The four people behind the leader just shook their heads disdainfully, not taking Mo Han in their eyes at all.

Mo Han shook the folding fan and walked slowly towards them, and the leader saw that he not only did not leave but approached without any scruples, pulled out the steel knife, and said angrily: "If you don't roll, I will kill you!"

At this time, Mo Han was already less than a foot away from them, and suddenly raised his head and said, "Who is that?"

The five of them hurriedly looked behind them, Mo Han quietly and silently jumped up, and the folding fan in his hand was instantly replaced with 'Qinglong Yin', and the dragon chant sounded in the flash of blue light, and the four of them had already fallen to the ground in response.

The feeling of taking the lead was a cold hair standing up behind him, and he instinctively raised the steel knife upward.

Mo Han held the 'Green Dragon Yin' and slashed down angrily, and with a 'click', the steel knife was cut into two pieces by the 'Green Dragon Yin', and the sword body sank into his shoulder.

"Ah!" the leader cried out in pain, and the horizontal flesh on his face condensed.

After Mo Han pulled the sword out of the leader's body, the blood mist erupted from his shoulder, and he kicked it out again, and the leader's body flew upside down and hit the wall before bending over and standing against the wall.

Before he could react, the tip of Mo Han's sword had already pressed against his throat.

All the movements were sent out like lightning, and the leader didn't even see how Mo Han killed the other four, and what made him even more frightened was why he didn't have the ability to resist at all.

The leader covered his shoulders, the blood mist still sneered out from his fingers, looked at Mo Han in horror, and said, "Son, spare your life, spare your life!"

At this time, he remembered that he had looked at Mo Han in the restaurant, and when he recalled Mo Han's mysterious smile, he felt creepy and couldn't help but shiver.

"What are you doing?" Mo Han asked coldly.

"Find, find someone. "The leader couldn't have imagined how a gentle son could instantly become a killing god who climbed up from hell.

"Who are you looking for?" Mo Han asked.

"Bai, white-faced Lang, Lang Jun, Jin Feng. He killed many of the Li clan's subordinates in Fengtian Town last night. The leader was afraid that Mo Han would not understand, so he explained.

Mo Han was stunned all of a sudden, how could I let this person take the blame when I killed him?

"Where are you going here?" Mo Han muttered as he watched them mutter, surely something to do.

The leader hesitated, Mo Han's face froze, his wrist moved, and a blue light flashed, and one ear fell off.

The leader screamed and covered his ears with his other hand, he had already collapsed, and said without reservation: "We are looking for Uncle Ghost, Patriarch Li said that this matter may be related to Uncle Ghost." I didn't know where he was, so I had to look around. ”

"Uncle Ghost, why does it have anything to do with Uncle Ghost?" Mo Han was even more confused.

"Are you sure Uncle Ghost is in Zhengyang City?" Mo Han asked.

"Sure, sure!"

Mo Han heard that someone was coming not far away, so he didn't ask anymore, sealed the leader's throat with a sword, and jumped over the high wall to leave.

A woman's scream of horror came from within the high walls: "Murder!"

Mo Han appeared leisurely in the flow of people on the street, and he never understood why Jin Feng was behind the pot, and what did he have to do with Uncle Ghost?

Uncle Ghost's whereabouts are secretive, and it is extremely difficult to find him.

Since the people of the Li clan are chasing Jin Feng, it is much easier to find Uncle Ghost through him.

Mo Han was wandering on the street, and when there was a noise and noise, he would poke his head to check it, thinking that maybe it was the Li family chasing Jin Feng.

Every time I see it, it's really a brawl, and the little daughter-in-law quarrels.

After being disappointed again and again, Mo Han was no longer interested in these things, and when he saw that it was getting late, he walked into a good hotel.

I opened a good room, and after eating and bathing, I sat cross-legged on the bed and practiced qi.

After the mind swept over the meridians, the aura of the shield talisman on the meridians became even richer, and the golden meridians crisscrossed the whole body.

Mo Han's heart moved, and a violent flame condensed on his palm, playing with the elf-like flame, he suddenly remembered that Uncle Ghost had been slapped by Li Quan, and he didn't know if the cold poison had been removed.

While he was pondering, he heard someone step over the roof and flash.

"Huh?" Mo Han was shocked, hesitating to go out and have a look.

"Da, da..." a few more people stepped over the roof and flashed, and there was a clattering sound.

Mo Han's curiosity was aroused, he got out of bed, kicked on his shoes, blew out the candles, and jumped onto the roof by pulling the upper edge of the windowsill.

Under the moonlight, a white figure ran at the front, tiptoe tapping the roof and the canopy of the tree in a chic posture, but it looked a little panicked.

Mo Han recognized at a glance that the five people who were following closely behind were from the Li clan, and they were all at the strength of the sixth and seventh stages of the Mirror Stage. Several people were thrown out of a distance by the man in white, and it seems that this man in white has at least seven stages of the filming period.

"This person should be Jin Feng!"

Mo Han tapped the tiles and chased after them, keeping a distance from the Li clan's people, and keeping a firm eye on Jin Feng.

He can catch up with Jin Feng, but he wants to see where Jin Feng will run, and it would be great if he could follow him to find Uncle Ghost.

As for these people of the Li clan, Mo Han was confident that he would unite with Jin Feng to kill them all.

Although he didn't fight with Jin Feng, but when the Jin clan was bloodbathed, the patriarch of the Jin clan, Jin Yu, could have escaped, and at this time, a white shadow flashed through the folding fan and shot out several highly poisonous flying needles, and Jin Yu's poisoned needles were killed instantly.

Mo Han saw that Jin Feng's back was extremely similar to the person who appeared last night, and concluded that the man in white last night was Jin Feng.

Chasing for miles all the way, Jin Feng sometimes looked back at the people of the Li clan. When he saw Mo Han, he was annoyed and felt funny, and his tense heart gradually let go.

The people of the Li clan only cared about chasing Jin Feng, but they didn't know about Mo Han behind them.

Further ahead is the city wall of Zhengyang City, the city wall is several zhang high, under the city wall live some poor people, low houses scattered scattered.

It was late at night, there were no lights, and the streets were silent.

Jin Feng jumped off the roof and stopped in front of a blacksmith shop at the corner of the city wall, he walked to the blacksmith shop and pulled a long bench under the grass pavilion and sat down.

He loosened his collar, folded his fan, and pointed angrily at the Li people not far away and said: "I said that you are sick when you ride a horse, and I will emphasize it again! I didn't kill the people! Get out!"

"You appeared in the Li clan last night, how do you explain it? I advise you to go back with us, you can tell the hall master what you say!"

The middle-aged man who spoke was called Zhao Ji, and he was a master who was about to reach the eighth stage in the seventh stage of the filming period.

He is the steward of the Li family, he is old and dignified, with a hideous scar on his face, and he is wriggling like an earthworm when he speaks.

Jin Feng panted, shaking his collar and quickly fanning the folding fan, as for what Zhao Ji said, he didn't hear a word, and he didn't bother to listen.

Mo Han stood on a tree, listening to their conversation and observing their every move, and this position was just enough to block the retreat of the Li people.

He saw the fire flickering in the hut of the blacksmith's shop, and the blacksmith pulled the bellows and sounded a hula hula, and the flames in the furnace burst out to illuminate the surroundings.

The blacksmith is nearly two meters tall, the coarse cloth black cotton jacket on his body is polished and shiny, and his black beard is like a steel needle exploded, like a black King Kong god of war.

He took out a red-hot patch and struck it with a huge hammer in one hand and the other.

The knocking sound of 'bang, bang, bang...' suppressed Zhao Ji's voice.

Zhao Ji seemed to be a little jealous of this blacksmith and didn't dare to step forward, so he raised his voice and said: "Jin Feng, go back with me obediently, otherwise don't blame me for being rude!"

Jin Feng disdainfully replied to his words, and shouted at the blacksmith: "Don't beat the ironmen! Hurry up and kill them, and when the people of the Li clan arrive, it will be troublesome again." ”

"I fight and kill every day, and I don't let you strike the iron well. A few people chased you like a dog, embarrassed to bark at me?" the blacksmith said with a glance at Jin Feng.

Jin Feng smiled helplessly: "Heh, heh, how many people? These grandsons chased and intercepted all the way from Fengtian Town to Zhengyang City, and I ran five laps around the city wall before running in, and I really couldn't kill the horse." ”

When Mo Han heard Jin Feng's complaint, he felt guilty and wanted to laugh in his heart.

He didn't know the strength of the blacksmith, and according to the current situation, it was almost impossible for Jin Feng and the blacksmith to kill the people of the Li clan alone.

Seeing Jin Feng's calm and relaxed appearance, and listening to his tone, he expected that Mohan would not stand idly by.

"Jin Feng, just rely on you and an iron striker to defeat us, don't dream!" Zhao Ji saw that the two of them didn't take themselves seriously at all, and his anger rose, and it seemed that he was going to make a move.

Jin Feng had already relieved his strength, stood up and straightened his loose clothes, and said, "I said that you people don't know how to die. The man you are looking for is behind. ”

Zhao Ji knew that Jin Feng had always been reckless and disdainful of lying, so he turned around in horror, but he didn't see anyone.

Jin Feng saw that they were so stupid, and said lazily: "On the tree!"