Chapter 268: To deal with you, why do you need three minutes
"I want to keep a low profile, you forced me!" Mo Hai lowered his head and smiled coldly: "Sooner or later, the result will be the same, what do you say you have to provoke me?!" β
Since they have all reached the realm of innate martial artists, they are no longer measured by age, this probability only appears in 1 in 10 million, and they are born with their own internal strength.
Xiao Mingyuan also covered his chest and slowly stood up, looked at him with an incredible look and sneered: "I finally understand, why the major families don't allow your Mo family to become bigger, there are people like you, I'm afraid everyone can't sleep well, you are not wrong, the fault is that your talent is too strong!" People who stand out from the crowd often have a good death! β
This is also why, as far as the eye can see, all living beings are ordinary people, because only such people will not threaten the existence of royal power.
"So, genius is wrong?!" Mo Hai smiled coldly: "I came back this time just to make that group of people sleep well, there is a sword hanging above their heads, which is more exciting than killing the other party directly!" β
"Hahahaββ!"
But Xiao Mingyuan laughed directly, and after spitting a mouthful of blood on the ground, he smiled disdainfully: "If I guessed correctly, you have stimulated the acupuncture points, acted perversely, and forcibly rushed away from the dantian, you may be able to kill me by doing this, but you may not be able to exercise in the future!" As long as I can hold a stick of incense for a long time, you should have reached the limit, right?! β
In fact, his wild laughter had already exposed the panic in his heart.
He has practiced for decades, and it is difficult to catch even a move at the peak of Mo Hai, and one kick can kick him to the mouth and spit blood, if this kind of person is given a little more time to develop, I am afraid that it will be difficult to have an opponent in this world.
Pity!
It's a pityββ!
Mo Hai had just been forced by Xiao Mingyuan to forcibly open the dantian, and it might be difficult to practice gathering qi in the future, so that even if he died, he could be regarded as completing the task in disguise.
Until now, Xiao Mingyuan is still fantasizing that the Xiao family can return to the imperial capital and wealthy family, but unfortunately everything is just a dream of Nan Ke.
"Let you die a decent death! Then you make the first move! β
Mo Hai put his left hand on his back, stretched out his right hand to look at him and said coldly: "Don't say that I bullied you, I'll use this hand!" β
"You're ......!"
This is simply an insult, Xiao Mingyuan is also a well-known master in the imperial capital, and today he was challenged by a junior with one hand on his back, and he still has the face to mess up.
"Don't be too arrogant, boy! The old man has been practicing for forty years, and it is no problem to drag you a stick of incense! Besides, now that you can hold out for three minutes at most, I don't believe I can't even drag it out for three minutes! β
Xiao Mingyuan looked at him and shouted angrily: "Your shoulders, lower abdomen, dantian, and back are all injured, all your old injuries have recurred, so disrespectful to the elders, then don't blame me for not being a guest......"
Next second!
Before he could finish his sentence, he saw a black shadow flash in front of him.
An arc of blood appeared directly in the air.
Just now, he was still shouting, but at this time, his throat was cut, and Mo Hai didn't know when he appeared on his back.
A direct blow to the finger shattered his cervical vertebrae from behind and broke his throat bone directly.
Click!
His whole body was like a mess of mud, and he fell to the ground and convulsed.
His eyes were still looking at Mo Hai in disbelief, he was speechless at this time, his cervical vertebrae were broken, and the blood kept gushing out of his mouth.
"Hehe, what if you know my weakness?! Why three minutes against you?! I haven't met anyone who can confront me for more than a minute, and you're talking too much! β
Mo Hai glanced at him with indifference, and said in a flat tone: "Do you think that if you kill me with all your might, the Xiao family will be able to return to the wealthy sequence?!" Daydreaming, useless families are just like garbage, they will be discarded, and the only value of your existence is that they want to see you die with me! β
After speaking, he took out his mobile phone and clicked on a recording.
The other end of the recording: "Hehe, garbage like the Xiao family, it was promoted back then to restrain the Mo family, and he still wants to return to the wealthy family sequence and dream of his Spring and Autumn Festival, this kind of waste family should have disappeared in the imperial capital a long time ago!" β
"And he really killed that guy?!"
"If he is smart, the best solution is to die with him, as for the Xiao family, just send it to Lingnan when the time comes!"
Hearing this recording, Xiao Mingyuan's eyes widened instantly, it turned out that he had just become an outcast from the beginning, what they wanted to see was that Xiao Mingyuan and Mo Hai died together on the back mountain.
In this way, few people really know what happened back then, the big guys are all sitting behind the remote command, and all the people below are doing things, so after the things are over, if you want this matter to never be known, the mouth of the dead man is the strictest.
Xiao Mingyuan can end up in today's situation, it is also self-inflicted, he is calculated to be a gun once, and he is especially a second time, with this IQ, he can't live anywhere to the end.
"Hehe, my eyes and ears are all over the world, I originally wanted to help you, but I didn't expect you to be so pedantic, you have been pedantic to the point of being hopeless!"
Mo Hai put his mobile phone in his pocket and sneered coldly: "When you are old, why don't you understand, the Mo family is the key to the survival of your Xiao family, and Xiang Yu is the key to saving Han Xin. β
In the end, in despair and unwillingness, Xiao Mingyuan suddenly spit out two mouthfuls of blood on the ground, he wanted to write something on the ground with blood, but with such a heavy rain, it was washed away immediately.
After seeing him struggle a few times, he stopped moving.
After seeing Xiao Mingyuan's breath, Mo Hai couldn't hold back after all.
Poofββ!
A mouthful of old blood gushed out directly.
In fact, what he said was right, Mo Hai just went against the grain and forcibly broke away from the dantian, although he could recover his strength in a short time, it was only in a short moment.
After that time, the damage to the body was several times greater than before.
Especially when Xiao Mingyuan was destroyed by that move just now, it was already the end of the strong crossbow.
For the sake of dignity and face, he fought to the death, and he had no other choice, if he continued to drag on, it might not be Xiao Mingyuan who died later.
Mo Hai clutched his chest and knelt on one knee, letting the heavy rain wash over his body.
He raised his head groggily, as if he saw someone walking towards him, wearing coarse linen clothes and gray robes, and the clothes were tattered and unmended.
"Master...... Are you coming and taking me away?! β