Chapter Seventy-Two: Breaking Out

Mo Hanzhao and the others looked ugly, they really didn't expect Huaiyang Society to be so shameless.

Mo Hanzhao suddenly laughed, "Ladies and gentlemen of the Huaiyang Society, since you are so timid and afraid of death, it will be easy in the future.

I come every day, and I will kill 200 people every time I come, and I will leave after killing, until there are no more elite soldiers in your Huaiyang Society willing to serve, and until you are willing to come out to fight. ”

The generals in the military formation shouted angrily, "Do you think that the soldiers of our Huaiyang Society are all clay sculptures and wood carvings!" You can kill so many if you want to?! ”

Mo Hanzhao's gaze suddenly became cold, and as soon as he grabbed it in the air, he grabbed the general in front of him from a distance of more than ten zhang.

"I'm going to kill people who can't learn martial arts, just explore the bag and get things!"

As he spoke, he clasped his wrist hard, and the general's neck was immediately broken and died.

At this time, as soon as the piano sounded, nine people walked out of front of the council hall behind the military formation.

Liang Tianyi's face was solemn, "The Mo Sect Master's martial arts are really extraordinary, and you have reached this realm, but you still haven't broken the void?" ”

Mo Hanzhao said with a smile: "If I want to, fight with these subordinates, shake the space, and also break through the immortal gate."

However, having already traveled through the immortal world, I know that in order to truly walk smoothly, I have to improve my strength to the perfect realm, and shatter it with my own strength in order to get great freedom.

Before that, the world was so beautiful that this seat also wanted to do something earth-shattering, and overthrowing the imperial court and establishing its own dynasty was one of them.

All of you in the Huaiyang Society are outstanding people in the world, why not serve my Luo Zujiao, and calm the world in the future, glory and wealth, all of you have a share.

is to break the void and become an immortal, this seat is not without a way, this condition is enough to impress any martial artist in the world, why don't you think about it. ”

Liang Tianyi shook his head and said: "Just say that you help the people of Tartar, it will never be possible to promise you, you only have ambition in your heart, there is no righteousness, how can Huaiyang Society be in the same stream as you." ”

Mo Hanzhao sneered: "Righteousness? It was just a hymn written by the victor on the basis that the winner is king. Since you are so stubborn, you can't stand it today! ”

The army under the council hall approached, "Stop them!" ”

The guns are like a forest, slowly advancing!

More than 20 people under Mo Hanzhao used their magic skills and rushed into the crowd to kill.

Mo Hanzhao jumped through the military formation in the air and single-handedly rushed towards the nine people under the council hall.

In the middle, the fire gun and bow arrows were intercepted in succession, but they were all blocked by their divine skills, and they were even injured by the reflected arrows and lead.

Cheng Shiyao sensed that Mo Hanzhao was in mid-air, pressed the strings in his hand, and waved his ten fingers in succession, running the secret method of the Heavenly Demon Qin to the extreme.

Everywhere there were Qin Yin Qi swords that broke through the air, attacking Mo Hanzhao from all directions as if tearing through space.

"Good! Whether it is the skill and heat, it is not inferior to the old Qin Demon! ”

As Mo Hanzhao spoke, his hands grabbed in mid-air, holding all the invisible qi swords in his hands, and before landing, he slammed them towards Cheng Shiyao.

Cheng Shiyao's expression changed in shock, Hengqin was hit by countless qi swords, the material of the Heavenly Demon Qin was special, and it was not broken, but Cheng Shiyao was shocked back by this continuous force, crashed into the wall, and turned into the hall.

When Liang Tianyi and the others saw this, their expressions changed drastically.

At the moment, no one dared to leave their hands anymore, and they besieged one after another, although Cheng Shiyao was injured, she still sat in the hall and stroked the qin, interfering with Mo Hanzhao's state while improving the recovery of her true qi.

Even so, Mo Hanzhao was still able to navigate the siege of nine people with ease, and from time to time he commented on everyone's martial arts.

"Ha, it's really interesting, there is a killing knife technique that kills with one blow, there is an evil skill to absorb people's internal force, and there is a skill to control the aura, all kinds of martial arts like you are not authentic in the Xuanmen, it is just the same as this seat, and you are all crooked and heretical, and you are still here to tell me what righteousness, ridiculous!"

The nine people were overwhelmed by him alone, and Liang Tianyi struggled to support it: "Martial arts is the art, the reason in the heart is the way, and the art can be discussed as the way?!" It is the Mo Sect Master, who takes advantage of the danger of people in the Xianmen, and obviously means martial arts to be the great master of the world, but he is a villain and looks down on him! ”

Mo Hanzhao's face turned cold, "I will definitely tear your mouth and let you die again." ”

With a slap, Liang Tianyi's face was covered with blood, and a few teeth spit out from his mouth.

"Enough of the game! Today, this seat will destroy the Huaiyang Society here! ”

As he spoke, he urged the internal force to shake up, and several people present flew back upside down one after another, hitting the stone pier of the wall, and suddenly everyone spurted blood and was seriously injured.

Mo Hanzhao looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, "Hahaha, Huaiyang Society, but that's it!" Death to this seat! ”

As he spoke, he grabbed the volley and grabbed Tang Ao casually.

Tang Ao couldn't help himself, but he put one hand on Mo Hanzhao's wrist and ran the Star Absorbing Dafa, but Mo Hanzhao's internal force was like a fine iron and a solid stone, and he couldn't absorb it at all.

Mo Hanzhao sneered: "You want my internal strength so much, can you stand it?" Here, here you go! ”

As he spoke, he rushed his demonic skills into his meridians along Tang Ao's Star Absorbing Dafa, and Tang Ao instantly felt that his meridians were swollen and tingling.

There was already a lot of chaotic true qi in his body, but now he was rushed by this endless magic skill, and all of them rioted, and his body suddenly felt like a thousand knives, and he was so painful that he just wanted to die immediately.

"This is unbearable, hehe, you will enjoy the torture of Ling Chi and die slowly under the conflict of this alien internal force."

As he spoke, he threw it casually, and when he saw that Tang Ao's head was about to hit the pillar and shatter, a figure flashed out and caught him.

The figure came silently, as if it appeared here instantly, without alerting anyone present.

Mo Hanzhao also frowned, and then his expression gradually became solemn.

The man who came was unkempt and his hair was so tangled that his entire face could barely be seen. And his body was very withered, like a man who was about to die.

He hugged Tang Ao, put his hands on Tang Ao's meridians, and sucked out all the chaotic true qi that was running around Tang Ao's body.

He also played with the demonic true qi that Mo Hanzhao had left in his body in his palm, and with a flick of his hand, it flicked on a certain Luo Zu Sect master who was fighting under the council hall.

The man's entire chest was directly pierced by this true qi, and he fell to the ground with a bang, not knowing how he died.

Something strange happened, and everyone who was fighting below looked up in front of the council hall, and their eyes were focused on this unkempt and thin man, and the chaotic scene suddenly quieted down.

The pain of Ling Chi in Tang Ao's body disappeared, and his sanity immediately regained consciousness, and when he was put down, he subconsciously shouted: "President!" ”

Everyone present heard it clearly, and immediately shocked and excited at the same time.

Liang Tianyi ignored his injuries and shouted suspiciously: "President? ”

Cheng Shiyao staggered out of the hall holding the qin, "President? ”

Followed by Zhang Qi, Pang Xu and other members of the committee.

The person who described the withered hair as brushing aside his long fluffy and scattered hair, his eyes were blazing, and his expression was indifferent, but it was Fan Zhuoyuan, who had officially come out of the customs!

Since yesterday he knew that the Luo Zu Sect was about to attack, Fan Zhuoyuan had been thinking about how to get out.

Fortunately, in the past two years, he has successfully cultivated the sixth consciousness, and he can use the detached divine consciousness to remotely control the operation of the body and the Dao Heart Demon Dafa.

The Demon Tribulation Stage of the Dao Heart Demon Seed Dafa was also completely cultivated at this time, experiencing a death, so that the death qi represented by the Demon Seed was completed.

At the same time, death is not really death, so the Dao heart embedded in the demon seed will activate the vitality in the body in some mysterious way, thus achieving the miracle of resurrection from the dead.

So in the early hours of the morning, he officially woke up.

However, due to the success of the two divine skills, the powerful vitality of the Buddhist exercises and the Dao heart, the physical body has repaired itself, and the lost eyes, ears, nose, tongue, and body have all recovered, which took a while on its own.

So it wasn't until the most critical moment that he really woke up.

This awakening, the divine consciousness is like electricity, and the true qi of the qi veins around the body is hovering inside and outside like a dragon, because there are three true qi of Buddhism, Taoism and demons, so it becomes the dragon of the three qi veins.

It seemed that as long as he thought about it, this dragon-like true qi could easily tear through the space and complete the shattered void that countless martial artists had dreamed of!

Mo Hanzhao was only half a step broken, and he needed to fight with someone with similar strength to break through the immortal gate, but Fan Zhuoyuan didn't need it at all, as long as he wanted to, he could break through the air at any time.

"Fan Zhuoyuan!" Mo Hanzhao's expression was solemn, and he said in a low tone.

Fan Zhuoyuan looked at Mo Hanzhao and said with an indifferent smile: "The first four words in the world, but it took you nearly three years to crack them, which disappointed me." ”

Mo Hanzhao said: "Hmph, back then, you proclaimed yourself the first in the world, and today I want to prove to you that I am the only one in the world!" ”

Fan Zhuoyuan was no longer in the mood to talk to him quickly, at this time, as long as he used his divine sense, he could produce an extremely keen spiritual sense, and the other party's every move was within his prediction.

For example, now, although Mo Hanzhao has a big tone, he does not have absolute confidence in his actions, and even shrinks his hands and feet.

Including when he recognized himself and saw himself change from a blind and dumb person to a normal person, his eyes were not only surprised, but also a little fearful.

In the final analysis, the two have not really fought to the death, but the four words left by Fan Zhuoyuan in Shanhaiguan three years ago have shocked his heart too much, and he has been thinking about what exercises Fan Zhuoyuan is practicing in retreat.

When he saw that the exercises he practiced could restore the blind man and form all kinds of miracles, the shock and timidity could not be concealed.

When Huaiyang Club saw that Fan Zhuoyuan was really out of the customs, everyone shouted excitedly.

The Blood Demon and the others who were fighting fiercely below couldn't help but run behind Mo Hanzhao, looking at the thin man in front of them with amazement.

Blood Demon said: "I heard that Fan Zhuoyuan is a blind man, this is ......"

Liang Tianyi was also surprised: "President, your eyes, and your tongue ......"

Fan Zhuoyuan said: "To practice a divine skill in retreat, you need to close the five senses, so you can harm yourself. There is wine and meat in the hall, and I haven't touched rice for more than two years. ”

Everyone was shocked, and Mo Hanzhao took a deep breath, "Hey, even if it's this seat, there's no guarantee that it will be able to open the valley for two years!" Fan Zhuoyuan, what are you doing? ”

Fan Zhuoyuan didn't pay attention to him at all, and only looked at Liang Tianyi.

Liang Tianyi naturally didn't have any doubts, and said: "Everyone hasn't eaten breakfast yet, the food is in the hall, please come in!" ”

In the face of Fan Zhuoyuan's exit, no one paid attention to Mo Hanzhao and the others, and walked into the lobby with Fan Zhuoyuan in his arms.

Fan Zhuoyuan saw the cold food on the table, and knew that it must be Liang Tianyi and the others who were nervous and had no appetite to eat.

He is not polite, his sense of taste has been restored, and as an old glutton, he is naturally more interested in enjoying delicious food than fighting with others.

Even if the food in front of him was completely cold, Fan Zhuoyuan didn't care.

He grabbed a bun, nibbled on it in one bite, and put it in his mouth to chew slowly.

The cooled buns become stiffer, the skin is not so soft, and the fresh meat inside looks very greasy.

But these meals that tasted extremely bad exploded on the tip of Fan Zhuoyuan's tongue, madly stimulating Fan Zhuoyuan, who had not felt the deliciousness of food for more than three years.

He almost stunned it as a masterpiece, and nodded in admiration.

"Which restaurant makes steamed buns, the master's craftsmanship is quite good."

Liang Tianyi and the others were very embarrassed, "President, this is our own canteen, and they are all steamed buns that are often eaten by office members on weekdays, nothing special." ”

Fan Zhuoyuan was stunned for a moment, smiled hehe, but didn't care, and swept the delicious food on the table.

At this time, Mo Hanzhao stepped in, pointed at Fan Zhuoyuan and said, "The surname Fan, do you dare to ignore me!" ”

Fan Zhuoyuan waved his hand, asked Liang Tianyi and the others to retreat a little farther away, and said while eating: "You can do it at any time, I will eat mine, and you will beat yours." ”

Mo Hanzhao was furious, used the star catching moon skill, and shouted: "I'll let you eat!" ”

The invisible demonic qi swept in, and it was about to tear the round table full of delicacies in front of Fan Zhuoyuan to pieces.

Fan Zhuoyuan was holding chopsticks in his right hand, enjoying the dragon beard noodles in front of him, and dipping the fritters in the cold soup.

The left hand is an understatement, and I can't tell which one of the dragon descending gods is, it's a simple single blow.

Ten percent of Mo Hanzhao's star catching and moon skills seemed to hit a fierce pillar of qi, and he was rushed away in all directions.

The column of qi did not stop, and it smashed directly into Mo Hanzhao's chest.

Mo Hanzhao's eyes widened, in front of so many people, he didn't want to show his decline, his palms were pressed together, and he hit this pillar of qi, and he was shocked!

The aftermath spread, and even a supreme master like Yanagi Yijian couldn't help but take half a step back.

The tables, chairs, and counters around the council hall were knocked down one after another.

Only the dining table and chair where Fan Zhuoyuan was didn't move, he was still feasting, and turned back to Liang Tianyi and said, "Old Liang, bring wine again!" ”

Liang Tianyi hurriedly ordered to go down, and someone quickly brought the wine over.

Liang Tianyi asked by the way: "President, these are all leftovers, why not go to the table for a banquet to welcome the president's martial arts achievements?" ”

Fan Zhuoyuan smiled: "Very good! Then I will wait here, Miss Cheng, in the past three years of underground retreat, your piano music has helped me a lot. ”

Cheng Shiyao was surprised: "But when you were in retreat, didn't you close your ears?" ”

"It's the vibration and regularity of the rhythm, and although I perceive it not as a rhythm, the vibrational frequency with a unique beauty allows me to appreciate the beauty of your music every day at a deeper level."

Cheng Shiyao smiled: "You say that, I also want to close my ears and see what it feels like." ”

"Haha, I advise you not to try, I was extremely difficult to adapt to at first, so I can only listen with my heart, use my brain to perceive, how can I hear the happiness directly with my ears. Now please stroke the piano for me again and feel the beauty of the rhythm! ”

Cheng Shiyao nodded slightly, put the piano on the ground, didn't care about the current enemy, and played a beautiful melody created by herself.

The melody was brisk, as if telling the surprise and happiness in her heart, and infected everyone in the Huaiyang Society present.

Mo Hanzhao clenched his fists and felt a great insult, no one had ever done anything with him, and he dared to do it so comfortably.

"The surname Fan, you deceive people too much, I will punish you today!"

Fan Zhuoyuan said: "Mo Hanzhao, it is not easy for you to cultivate to the point where you are now, killing you is to kill a martial arts miracle in the world."

The last time you have a choice, either fight with me to break through the void, step into the immortal gate with your current cultivation, and never set foot in this world.

Or die at the hands of Fan before Fan shatters the void! ”

Mo Hanzhao was shocked and said, "Can you shatter the void by yourself?" ”

Fan Zhuoyuan said indifferently: "You can break through the immortal gate at any time, and stay here just to deal with the disasters in your world." ”

(End of chapter)