Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Sorrow of Frost

The people in the family had dispersed, and under Mo Xuan's order, everyone returned to their rooms and was not allowed to go out, and they were not allowed to pay attention to what was happening outside.

The three people from the Yang family left the Mojiabao at this time, and they could not participate in the internal affairs of the Mo family.

Mo Qing returned to the room alone and packed up all his things.

The remaining meteorites, as well as the twins, Tilian, Rosa branches, and other things were all included in the boundary stone, filling the small boundary stone to the brim.

The hovercar stopped at the gate of Mojiabao, as long as Mo Qing could rush out of Mojiabao alive, then he was qualified to drive the hovercar away.

After packing up his things, Mo Qing left the room and looked at the dazzling sunlight outside.

Regardless of whether he succeeds or not, he can't stay here as quietly as he does now.

If he succeeded, he left the Mo family, failed and died in the Mo family.

In his memory, there was only one person in the Mo family who successfully broke through the mountain gate and left, and that was his grandfather's younger brother, named Mo Jue.

The rest of the people, all those who broke through the mountain gate, did not succeed.

He is only a fourth-level fighter, can he grasp this slim opportunity?

In the sky above Mojiabao, a melodious bell rang, which was the signal for the beginning of the mountain gate!

From this moment on, the rest of the people were not allowed to go out, and the three people who were in charge of intercepting and killing themselves, Mo Xian, Mo Feng, and Liu Xiantian, were also coming from all directions!

In the distance, there was already a figure beginning to approach, it was the ink wind closest to his residence!

This time to break through the mountain gate, it is estimated that the most hard-working person on the other party is Mo Feng, this person has a suspicion of himself, and he has long wanted to clean himself up, with this legitimate opportunity, he will definitely not have any hands!

Mo Qing's eyes narrowed slightly, his body jumped up, his toes pointed against the wall, his body volleyed into the air, and he jumped onto the roof with one hand and one board of eaves.

Boxers are not only practicing boxing power, they have great strength and speed, they are all-round fighters, and this ability to penetrate the house and cross the spine is easy to catch.

Mo Qing went up to the roof, ran a few steps, and jumped directly from one house to another.

The walls of Mojia Fort are so tall and majestic that hovering cars can't pass through, and if you want to leave, the nearest and fastest way is the gate of the family castle.

Mo Qing doesn't have much time, and he must leave before the sun sets, otherwise he will lose this time by breaking through the mountain gate, and it is not advisable to want to lurk in a place without coming out.

Mo Qing's goal was to leave through the main entrance of the family castle.

But Mo Feng is a seventh-level boxer, his speed is to surpass Mo Qing, and when Mo Qing ran out for less than five hundred meters, Mo Feng had already caught up from behind.

"Mo Qing, you can't run away, no one can save you this time!"

Mo Qing looked left and right, but found no trace of Mo Xian and Liu Yitian, and didn't know where these two people were going to intercept him.

Since Mo Feng is the only one at the moment, and Mo Qing can't get rid of it smoothly, then Mo Qing simply stopped, it is unrealistic to leave the Mo family without making a move, only fighting is the way out!

Mo Feng saw Mo Qing stop, and a sinister smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Mo Qing, you will stay forever!"

Before the words fell, he jumped from the opposite house, waved his hands, a palm shadow floated, and a volley in the middle punched, heading straight for Mo Qing.

"Tempest Slash!"

At the beginning, Mo Feng used this trick to blind one eye of the mutant female worm, which was very powerful!

That piece of palm shadow has a strong confusing effect, and the punch is also abrupt, which makes people unguardable.

But Mo Qing didn't dodge, and carried his hands behind his back, as if he was bewitched by Mo Feng.

Knowing that Mo Feng was about to approach, Mo Qing's hands suddenly took out, and there were three or four tiles on one hand, and smashed them hard at the rushing Mo Feng!

"Shameless!"

Mo Feng was furious, Mo Qing, this kid actually used tiles to smash people, which is simply insulting to the identity of a boxer!

With a wave of his palm, Mo Feng punched out eight punches per second, and within a second, he knocked down those tiles one by one!

As soon as his body fell, Mo Qing approached and exerted his strength with one fist: "Cold Spiral!"

Although Mo Feng was unstable and unable to dodge, he was not afraid of Mo Qing, and now he was wearing his own black black iron armor, just to guard against Mo Qing's fist, which was said to be extremely hard.

"Boom!"

With a punch, Mo Qing's fist left a mark about half an inch deep on Mo Feng's Xuantie armor, but it was not able to penetrate the Xuantie armor!

Xuantie, iron metal has the strongest defensive effect, and it is already a miracle that Mo Qing's punch can make a mark, but if he wants to punch through, he can't do it.

A layer of hoarfrost spreads across the surface of the Darkiron armor.

Mo Qing's punch didn't make a contribution, and Mo Feng's body only took a few steps back.

"Mo Qing, you are deliberately attacking me with tiles, but it is still in vain, your fists will not be able to break through the defense of my armor!"

Mo Feng said, and approached again, now that Mo Qing has no tiles in his hands, look at what else he can sneak attack!

The two of them fought like lightning and made a judgment.

Mo Feng is a seventh-level boxer, his speed and strength are far superior to Mo Qing, and he is wearing Xuantie armor, he is not afraid of Mo Qing's attack at all, he is forced to fight hard, and hits Mo Qing many times in a row.

Mo Qing's hasty counterattack, every punch was bombarded in Mo Feng's chest, anyway, the opponent didn't dodge, Mo Qing's fist fell with a punch, and it also hit several times.

"Icy Spiral!"

"Piercing the heart legs!"

The two hit their opponents at the same time again, and Mo Qing was kicked to the roof by Mo Feng, and his body rolled several times.

"Idiot, I'll just say that you can't break through the defenses of the Xuantie Armor, you're still obsessed, Mo Qing, today is your death!"

A trace of blood oozed from the corner of Mo Qing's mouth, wiped it off indifferently, and stood up with a staggering body: "Yes?

"Pretend, look at me! What's going on?"

Mo Feng was about to continue the attack, when suddenly there was a crisp sound in his chest, and a crack actually appeared in the Xuantie armor!

"Click!"

The crack grew bigger and bigger, opening like a spider's web, and soon it was all over the chest.

"Whoa!" The cuirass of the Darkiron armor had been shattered and scattered all over the ground.

"This armor of the dark iron was actually shattered by you!"

Mo Feng couldn't believe his eyes, why did the armor of the dark iron shatter?

Mo Qing smiled: "Mo Feng, all iron metals have fragile special surnames, although your armor is strong, but it is also iron, I cover it with freezing gas, and use spiral strength to invade its interior, so that it gradually becomes fragile, and it will naturally not be able to resist my iron fist!"

Mo Qing shook his right fist fiercely: "Now I see what else you use to resist!"

Holding a bottle of healing potion and drinking it down, Mo Qing pounced on Mo Feng again.

"Mo Qing, you are quite scheming, but unfortunately, you are not my opponent!"

His body flickered slightly, and Mo Feng easily dodged Mo Qing's fist.

Mo Qing punched out one punch after another, Mo Feng could easily dodge, and his mouth kept reprimanding Mo Qing: "I lost the Xuantie armor, although I lost my defensive power, but my speed has increased, you can't hit people's fists, it's destined to be useless, Mo Qing, you realize!"

"Really, then give it a try!"

Mo Qing didn't believe in evil, and suddenly his hands flew together, and his fists started a fierce attack on Mo Feng left and right!

Mo Feng, who was originally full of confidence, was actually caught off guard for a while!

The last time Mo Zhu failed, he said that he was fighting with Mo Qing, and it felt like he was fighting with two people, Mo Feng didn't believe it yet, and today, he felt it himself.

Such an uncoordinated attack, such an unconscionable attack, was actually carried out by the same person!

Mo Feng retreated again and again, and continued to dodge Mo Qing's many killing moves before he could stabilize his position, and anger appeared on his face, seeing Mo Qing punch again, his body was slightly on one side, and he grabbed Mo Qing's wrist!

The body slammed on, and Mo Feng used a grappling technique to press Mo Qing's wrist and press down hard with both hands!

If Mo Qing continues to struggle violently at this time, then it is very likely that a hand will be broken by Mo Feng!

"Mo Qing, first twist one of your hands, and see how you still mess up!"

Mo Feng had already made up his mind to kill Mo Qing, of course he would not be soft, and pressed down his arm hard, wanting to break one of Mo Qing's wrists.

Although Mo Qing's wrist was restrained, he didn't panic, his clenched fist suddenly opened, and his palm was facing Mo Feng's hideous face.

A cloud of white frozen air appeared in Mo Qing's palm.

Mo Feng felt a chilling air, and the temperature around him dropped instantly!

Now the temperature outside is about minus 30 degrees, and the freezing gas that erupted in Mo Qing's palm has reached minus 50 degrees!

The temperature difference of 80 degrees in an instant has caused a wonderful change.

In the air, white cold ripples quickly filled the ink wind, and Mo Qing's mouth whispered: "You carry this and then talk about it, frost sorrow!"