Chapter Seventy-Three: Laughter
"Boss, this little lady dares not to give you face, don't be polite to her, just pull out of the cave room. A man behind the black-faced man shouted.
"Yes, yes, ...... then" The others immediately opened their mouths to echo, and their words were filthy and difficult to hear.
The black-faced man laughed loudly, clamped the horse's belly with his feet, and prepared to come to the carriage to invite Mo Qingling out. ”
Just as he was about to make a move, a cold voice suddenly came from the carriage: "There is a way in heaven that you don't go, but you can do it without a door in hell, since this is the case, just stay all!"
"What?" The black-faced man was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud and teased: "The little lady is not small. ”
Feeling the cold aura in the carriage, Lin Jiuyou couldn't help but shake his head and looked at the black-faced man with a compassionate look.
The curtain of the carriage was lifted, and a cyan shadow jumped out of the carriage and came not far in front of the black-faced man.
Seeing Mo Qingling come out, the black-faced man's eyes flashed, revealing a lewd smile on his face, and said: "Little lady, go with this king, follow our dark horse gang, and I will guarantee to eat and drink spicy food in the future." ”
Mo Qingling raised his head, looked at him with cold eyes, and said lightly: "From today onwards, there will be no dark horse gang in the world." ”
Then, she turned back to Huang Bo and Lin Jiuyou and said, "Uncle Huang, Master Long, I will solve this matter by myself, and you don't interfere." ”
After finishing speaking, without waiting for the two to answer, her body suddenly jumped into the air, and an ice sword appeared in her hand, and a thick layer of ice gradually floated on the ice sword.
The cold wind howled, blowing Mo Qingling's dress and long hair, the cyan long skirt hugged her body, outlining a seductive curve, with her beautiful face, like a fairy in the nine heavens, beautiful and incomprehensible.
It's a pity that this beautiful scenery didn't last long, and Mo Qingling changed from a goddess to a female killing god.
The ice sword swept through the air, and a silver sword with a piercing coldness slashed down from the sky, slashing at the black-faced man and a group of Jianghu guests behind him.
The sword gang is several zhang long, with a sharp aura, Lin Jiuyou can see that this is a group attack swordsmanship.
"What, so powerful!" The black-faced man was startled, and hurriedly raised the Changge in his hand and swiped through the air, blocking part of the sword gang sent out by Mo Qingling.
The black-faced man is powerful, and he is also a strong man who breaks through the void, and with all his strength, he successfully blocked Mo Qingling's powerful blow.
Even if he himself was very strong, but under Mo Qingling's powerful sword just now, the black-faced man suddenly lost the courage to face Mo Qingling alone.
"Yes, helper. Two middle-aged people jumped out of the survivors, and they came behind the black-faced man, and the three of them stood in a triangle, looking at Mo Qingling on the opposite side vigilantly.
"Snow on a thousand hills. Mo Qingling's expression was extremely cold, and the ice sword in his hand waved ruthlessly again, and snowflakes suddenly appeared in mid-air, slowly drifting towards the three of them.
"Shoot. The black-faced man let out a loud shout, and at the same time as Zuo Shan and Li Hua behind him, attacked the snowflakes cut out by Mo Qingling.
Changge, the blood spear and the big knife swung together, shattering countless snowflakes one after another, and the three of them were all powerhouses in the Void Breaking Realm, and they successfully blocked Mo Qingling's trick together.
"Haha," the black-faced man suddenly laughed proudly: "Little lady, our Dark Horse Gang's three powerhouses have never missed a battle when they join forces, you better obediently put down your weapons and surrender!"
"In front of the tiger, no matter how many sheep there are, they are still sheep. Mo Qingling said coldly, and then raised his hand and slashed out another sword.
"Frozen three thousand. ”
Ice picks shot towards the three of them, and the three black-faced men hurriedly waved their weapons to resist, but unfortunately their strength was very different from Mo Qingling, and they couldn't block them all at all.
"Ahh
"What?" the black-faced man's eyes flashed with horror, and he exclaimed, "How can you be so strong?
"The one who took your life. After Mo Qingling said this, his body turned into a shadow and walked around the two of them.
"I'm fighting with you. The black-faced man roared, Changge waved, and attacked Mo Qingling from afar. Zuo Shan behind him also swung a blood spear to protect his body.
It's a pity that Mo Qingling is too terrifying, not only is the attack powerful, but the speed is also extremely fast.
The black-faced man and Zuo Shan's weapons were both long-range attack weapons, and at this time, under Mo Qingling's terrifying speed, they became a kind of constraint.
Not long after the three of them fought, Mo Qingling stabbed Zuo Shan in the chest with a sword, ending his life in his panicked look.
Without Zuo Shan's help, the black-faced man was not Mo Qingling's opponent, the end was already doomed, and soon after, the black-faced man's chest was pierced by the ice sword, ending his life of sin.
After solving the black-faced man, Mo Qingling turned his head to look at the remaining members of the Black Horse Gang, and was so frightened that those people hurriedly knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, crying bitterly one by one, kowtowing like pounding garlic, begging Mo Qingling to spare them.
A look of disdain flashed in Mo Qingling's eyes, and then he snorted coldly: "Get out." ”
Those people were immediately pardoned, and quickly turned around and fled.
At the end of the battle, Mo Qingling killed three powerhouses in a row with the strength of one person, and his combat power was amazing.
Then the three of them hit the road again, leaving only a pile of corpses on this plain, attracting a group of onlookers.
Someone recognized the identity of the black-faced man and the others, and the news quickly spread to Chitian City, causing a sensation immediately.
The Dark Horse Gang is notorious outside the Red Sky City, they rob and kill the warriors who come and go outside the city, rape and plunder, and do all kinds of evil, and no one has been able to clean them up.
It is rumored that the Dark Horse Gang has a backstage inside the Fierce Knife Gate, so no one cares about it all the time.
Now I don't know who removed this cancer, and when the news reached the city, many people immediately danced with joy.
Lin Jiuyou and the others naturally didn't know the impact of this incident on Chitian City, because they had already left Chitian City.
At the fork in the road, Mo Qingling and the others were saying goodbye to Lin Jiuyou.
"Young Master Long, don't leave it here, take care. Mo Qingling smiled and said softly to Lin Jiuyou.
Lin Jiuyou arched his hand and said sincerely: "Miss Mo, Lin Jiuyou will remember the care during this time, he will have a report in the future, and I hope to take care of it." ”
"Take care!"
The two sides parted ways, each took a different path, and parted ways.
"At this time, it may be dangerous to return to the kamikaze, and you can't return for the time being, so take this opportunity to travel to other places and enjoy the feeling of a prodigal son at the end of the world. ”
Lin Jiuyou made a decision, grabbed the horse's belly, left the dust, and began his journey.