"The power that burst out of your body just now shouldn't be your own, right? You warriors of Fusang are brazen enough. The martial artists of the Qi Sea realm fought against each other, and there were actually martial artists of the Bao Dan realm who secretly cheated. ”

Mo Wen sneered. This Fusang warrior's previous small actions naturally couldn't hide from him. The force that he had defeated Yuan Kuang just now should have been a martial artist in the Bao Dan realm, using a special method to shadow the internal qi hidden in his body. That internal qi can only be used once, but it is enough to deal with a Qi Sea Realm martial artist like Yuan Kuang.

"What bullshit are you talking about, I obviously defeated you Huaxia warriors with my own strength."

Mitsui-kun's face changed slightly, and his expression suddenly turned cold, this young man could actually see that there was something wrong with that power, which was very surprising to him, but this kind of thing, a fool admits it.

"You Fusang people are not only brazen, but also very fond of self-deception. The national shrine is just to find a fig leaf for yourself. ”

Mo asked lightly.

"You're looking for death."

Mitsui-kun was furious and shot angrily, this young man was simply tired of life.

Then, as soon as Mitsui-kun took out the knife, a terrible pressure enveloped him, and he was suppressed in place, unable to move at all.

"You...... How could it be ......"

Mitsui-kun's eyes were full of incredulity, and he looked at Mo Wen dumbfounded, and his brain couldn't react for a while.

Mo Wen walked up to Mitsui-kun slowly, grabbed his collar with a slender palm, lifted him up, and then threw it away. Suddenly, Mitsui-kun's body flew out like a baseball, and then fell to the ground with a bang from a height of dozens of meters.

"I don't kill you either, not because of how kind I am. Instead, I killed you for fear of getting my hands dirty. Mo asked lightly.

Poof!

Mitsui-kun snorted and protruded a mouthful of blood, his face was extremely pale, and there were more than a dozen fractures on his body, he was just a martial artist in the Qi Sea realm, and falling from such a high place could almost kill him.

"Mitsui-kun."

Yoshida Ichiro stood up suddenly, his pupils shrunk, and his face was cloudy for a while. He didn't expect that a young man could be so powerful that Mitsui-kun was almost powerless to fight back.

"Carry Mitsui-kun for treatment. He must be healed. ”

With a wave of his hand, he ordered his subordinates around him, and suddenly, several doctors in white coats carried stretchers and ran to Mitsui-kun, who fell to the ground and couldn't get up. In the black fight, the probability of injury is very high, so the medical staff, he was prepared before. However, the medical staff he prepared only treated the people of the Yamaguchi-gumi. I won't treat those people in Huaxia.

Mitsui-kun is the general in his hands, which is equivalent to his left arm and right arm, and he specializes in assisting him in completing some things that he can't accomplish. If Mitsui-kun has something three long and two short, then the price is too great!

The corners of Mo Wen's mouth slightly hooked up with a touch of coldness. Although he didn't kill the warrior of the Fuso Kingdom, he completely nullified his cultivation.

Treat? The people he abolished with his own hands are probably not many people in this world who can be cured.

"Go away...... Roll ......"

The medical staff walked up to Mitsui-kun and were about to lift him up. Who knew that Mitsui-kun threw them away with one hand, and roared angrily, his eyes were bloodshot. It seems to have been hit very harshly.

"Mitsui's cultivation has been abolished, what a vicious Huaxia boy."

Behind Yoshida Ichiro, a middle-aged man in a samurai uniform said lightly, looking at Mo Wen's gaze, with a touch of gloom.

Yoshida Ichiro's body trembled slightly, and he gasped suddenly, his face became more and more pale, a fact that he couldn't accept. Mitsui-kun abolished Xiuwei, which was equivalent to breaking his arm, and he had an unshirkable responsibility. Although Mitsui-kun worked under him, his status was not much lower than him, after all, a martial artist who was likely to break through to the realm of Baodan in the future, the Demon Sword Society also attached great importance to it.

"Ida-sama, the boy of the Huaxia Kingdom......"

Yoshida Ichiro's face was gloomy, and he reflexively looked at the middle-aged man behind him, his expression was very respectful, but his eyes were full of hatred, as if he wanted to vent, but he couldn't.

"That young man is not simple, he should have the cultivation of the Baodan realm, and then I will go into battle myself. Don't worry, Mitsui-kun's matter, I will explain it to the above, it's not your fault in this matter, but I didn't expect them to invite such a character. ”

The middle-aged man frowned, the breath released by the young man just now, he could feel that it should be the middle stage of the Bao Dan realm, but it was not the early stage. It was surprising that a young man could have such a profound cultivation.

In their Demon Sword Society, there are only a handful of young people with this kind of talent, and they are all cultivated as big shots. That young man from Huaxia Country, I'm afraid his origin is not simple.

However, he is not afraid of him, because he has the cultivation of the late stage of Bao Dan, and it should be easy to deal with a young man in the middle stage of Bao Dan.

However, Yoshida Ichiro came to him, and he really found the right one, otherwise this black fight would not only lose, but also suffer heavy losses.

"Baodan realm!"

Yoshida Ichiro took a deep breath, although he was not a martial artist, he also knew what it meant to be a martial artist in the Baodan realm. At least in his hands, the strongest is only Mitsui-kun, and there is no strong person in the Baodan realm at all. I'm afraid that only at the headquarters of the Yamaguchi-gumi there are a few martial artists in the Baodan realm, and they are not loyal to the Yamaguchi-gumi, but to the Demon Sword Society.

"Ida-sama, please."

Yoshida Ichiro bowed slightly and said respectfully.

Ida Hegang stood up expressionlessly and slowly walked to the central lawn.

"You're the third person to appear in the Yamaguchi-gumi?"

Mo Wen looked at the middle-aged warrior in front of him, and said lightly, it can be seen from the aura fluctuations on his body that the power in Mitsui-kun's body before came from this person. A martial artist in the late stage of the Bao Dan realm, and only in the late stage of the Bao Dan realm, can he hide his internal qi in the human body, and he does not have that ability in the early and middle stages of the Bao Dan realm.

"Jingtian Hegang, I really want to ask you about Huaxia martial arts, I hope you don't disappoint me." Ida Hegang said lightly.

"You are not qualified to ask for Huaxia's martial arts, the power in that person's body just now is what you left behind, right? In terms of brazenness, we Chinese people are still no better than you Fusang people. ”

"Black fighting has always been a means of recklessness, any unscrupulous behavior is reasonable, you are ignorant." Ida Hegang sneered.

"Oh? That kind of cheating method is reasonable. Then I bully the weak with the strong, deliberately bully people, and don't foul them, right? Mo Wen hooked the corners of his mouth.

"Of course, as long as you have that ability, but I can tell you that the warriors of Fusang Country are not you Huaxia, and you can't bully them if you want to. On the contrary, I would love to bully you too. ”

Ida Hegang's expression cooled, he now wants to use practical actions to tell this young man, what is called not knowing the sky and the earth!

He stepped out, and a powerful aura swept out, slamming into Mo Wen, with his cultivation in the late stage of Bao Dan, at least in the momentum competition, he could outperform him, and the psychological pressure of the strongest opponent invisibly.

Then, his ideas are beautiful, but the reality is cruel.

Before the coercion of Ida Hegang appeared in Mo Wen's body, a terrifying aura swept out, instantly dispersing his bit of coercion, and pressing on Ida Hegang's body with an unstoppable momentum that reigned over the world, as if there was a Mount Tai falling from the sky.

Ida Hegang's complexion changed dramatically in an instant, his eyes were full of disbelief, and his body trembled slightly, like a small boat in the sea, which could be destroyed at any time. Cold sweat! In an instant, his clothes were soaked, and his face was as pale as paper.

"You...... You ......"

Ida Hegang looked at Mo Wen in horror, unable to speak for a long time, and his nervous lips trembled slightly. He is not actually a cultivator in the middle stage of Bao Dan, not only is he not in the middle stage of Bao Dan, but he is also a terrifying powerhouse who is at least in the middle of the fetus.

Fetal Breath Realm! Even if it is placed in the Demon Sword Society, it is all the storage zài at the top of the pyramid, and there will definitely not be many martial artists of this kind in the Demon Sword Society. A young man actually has such a terrifying cultivation, what is wrong with this world!

"Don't blame me for bullying you, black fighter, just talk about the result."

Mo Wen walked up to Jingtian Hegang with a smile, and slapped him directly in the face, knocking him to the ground.

"It's clear that I'm shameless, but what I said is very reasonable."

Mo Wen stretched out his hand and grabbed it, sucked up the Jingtian Hegang on the ground again, and then slapped him in the face again.

But this slap did not knock him down, because there was an invisible force that always controlled Ida Hegang's body, so that his body was always suspended in front of Mo Wen.

"If you cut off an arm of our Chinese warrior, then I will cut off your arm."

Mo Wen's hand slashed into the void, and a dark wind flashed, and one of Ida Hegang's arms suddenly fell, and blood flew up.

Ida Hegang screamed miserably, his face was white for a while and red for a while, painful and humiliated, feeling like a doll, allowing others to ravage, but unable to move.

"Stop! We throw in the towel, we throw in the towel......"

Yoshida Ichiro stood up sharply and shouted frantically. Sweat was pouring out of my head. Ida Hegang is a big man in the Demon Sword Society, and if there are three longs and two shorts, he can't afford this responsibility at all.

"I just said that I wanted to bully you, so naturally I can't just bully you, just take the other arm, and I will accept it."

Mo Wen didn't pay attention to Yoshida Ichiro at all, and with a flick of his fingers, another wind flashed, cutting off Ida Hegang's other arm.

"Murano-sama help, adults help ......"

Ida Hegang was finally scared, and he doubted that this smiling teenager would directly torture him to death. (To be continued......)