Looking at Qiwai's arrogant appearance, Mo Han sneered, but he stopped saying something and quietly watched Qiwai come over.

"Boy, are you scared? Have you given up resisting? Do you now know the difference between ordinary people and monks?"

From the first time he killed someone, he liked to see others trembling and frightened under his spiritual hacksaw, because this could make him extremely excited and give him a great sense of accomplishment. Especially when he listened to the spirit hacksaw sawing through the human body little by little, the satisfaction made him extremely excited and fascinated.

Therefore, every time he kills someone, he will give up his long-range attack and choose melee combat. In his opinion, Mo Han is an ordinary person, for an ordinary person, he doesn't even need to prepare anything, and he doesn't use spells to beat Mo Han to the point where he can't resist, just carry the spirit weapon hacksaw directly.

"It seems that you have killed a lot of people, and they are still innocent people, and everyone who died at your hands did not have a good result. Looking at the cruel smile on Qi Wai's lips and the excited eyes of Qi Wai, Mo Han seemed to have seen through the whole person of Qi Wai, squinting his eyes and saying indifferently.

"Hehe, you'll realize it later, don't worry. His face was already a little distorted with a smile, and you could imagine how excited he was.

When Fang Tianlong and Qian Wai were shouting in front of the Wen Mansion before, they were not far from the gate of the Wen Mansion, and after Mo Han came out, he deliberately took a few steps outside. Therefore, he carried his spirit weapon hacksaw, and in order to satisfy his perverted psychology, although he could slow down, he quickly came to Mo Han's side.

"Boy, are you ready to die? Or do you want to think about how to die first? Don't worry, I will tell you what the real art of death is!"

Mo Han shook his head: "I don't know, but I know that death is definitely not a good thing, so I don't want to die, master, I just don't know if you want to die?"

"It's always been the uncle who lets others die, and no one dares to ask the uncle if I want to die. In order to reward you for being the first to ask, the uncle decided to make your life worse than death, and to experience the art of death. ”

Although he wanted Mo Han to experience the art of death, he was not stupid. Seeing that Mo Han has always been calm, even calmer than him, and has not made any moves from beginning to end, there is not a lot of vigilance in Qian Wai's heart.

Airplanes.

As soon as the voice fell, the hacksaw he carried on his shoulder slashed towards Mo Han's head at an extremely fast speed.

The sound of the hacksaw breaking through the air was not only like a sword sharpening iron like clay, but also attacked Mo Han with a soul attack.

Looking at the hacksaw that was flickering in the sunlight and the cold light of Sensen, no one doubted the power of this hacksaw, and even some of the onlookers next to him had closed their eyes, not wanting to see Mo Han being split in half by the hacksaw.

"Young man, be careful. Wen Hong has always been watching everything outside the perimeter, although he is an ordinary person, but he has always been vigilant, so when the outer arm just moved, Wen Hong exclaimed and hurriedly blocked in front of Mo Han.

This is not contrived, Wen Hong sincerely wants to use his body to block this blow for Mo Han. Although he sighed a little in his heart, secretly blaming Mo Han for being too young and imprudent, and even a little arrogant, he still didn't want this blow to hurt Mo Han, after all, the Wen family still needed Mo Han's help, and Mo Han was also the only hope for the Wen family at this time.

The pupils of his two eyes were dilated, and his face was full of excitement, looking at the falling hacksaw excitedly, wanting to see the results of his blow for the first time. As for Wen Hong standing in front of Mo Han, not only did he not change the trajectory of the hacksaw, but became more and more excited. In his opinion, letting Mo Han experience the art of death alone is not enjoyable at all, and now Wen Hong took the initiative to come up, it was just a couple.

"Don't worry, I won't let you die so easily. Qian looked at Wen Hong, who had closed his eyes, and said gloomily.

"You said that if he dies, he will die?" Mo Han looked at Qi Wai with a sneer, one arm seemed to be slow, but in fact it stretched out extremely quickly, just in front of Wen Hong's head, and gently pinched the top of the hacksaw.

"You!" Seeing Mo Han holding his hacksaw with his hand, Qi Wai was not surprised. thought that Mo Han was a strong man among ordinary people, or a martial arts person among ordinary people. The blow he had just given seemed to be majestic, but in fact it did not use the power that belonged to the monk. Just with his own strength, he split a hacksaw, after all, he was afraid that if he used the power belonging to the monk, he would split Mo Han and Wen Hong into pulp at once, which would be meaningless.

Qi Wai sneered: "Hehe, Uncle was just teasing you just now, now is the real beginning, get ready to meet death!"

Qi Wai did not withdraw the spirit weapon hacksaw from Mo Han's hand, but directly entered the yuan force in his body into the hacksaw.

With the spirit weapon hacksaw infused with Yuan Li, it immediately bloomed with bright light, as if a lion who had been sleeping for a long time woke up from his sleep.

"Let go. He shouted angrily, and the arm holding the hacksaw shook slightly, about to shake Mo Han's hand holding the hacksaw away.

In Qiwai's expectation, the best result of Mo Han's arm was that all of it was broken, and the worst result was that the whole arm turned into flesh and flew out directly.

But what Qiwai expected did not happen, no matter how much force Qiwai used, no matter how Qiwai drove his spiritual weapon, the spiritual weapon hacksaw was firmly pinched by Mo Han's two fingers, and he didn't move at all.

"Didn't you eat breakfast?, or did the Blue Blood Sect and Fang Tianlong not talk to each other, and they didn't even give you enough to eat, so they let you come out to work?" Mo Han looked at Qi Wai playfully, and sneered: "Hurry up and use your strength to drink milk, otherwise you may not be able to achieve the effect you imagined today." ”

Holding the spirit weapon hacksaw with both hands, he input all the yuan force in his body into the hacksaw, separated his legs, and shouted again: "Open it for me!"

The shocking thing happened again, the hacksaw still didn't move, Mo Han pinched the two fingers of the hacksaw without any abnormality, as if what he was pinching was not the spiritual hacksaw outside the sword, but a pair of chopsticks for eating, relaxed and casual.

On the other hand, his face was flushed, and large drops of sweat flowed down his head, as Mo Han said, and he used the strength to drink milk, and he didn't shake Mo Han's two inconspicuous fingers away from the hacksaw.

"Look, the master said you can't do it, now you know, right?" Mo Han gently pushed Wen Hong away, leaned forward slightly, and looked at Qian Wai with a smile.