Chapter Eighty-Five: Killing
The extreme moves met, the air waves set off waves, and Mo Fan took advantage of the situation to accompany him to resolve the shock of the moves. When he staggered to the ground, the people who were watching the battle in the dark and had ill intentions finally refused to give up, and silently took action one after another, wanting to get rid of a fierce opponent in the road.
The killing machine was approaching, and the pain hit him, but Mo Fan's mind became clearer and clearer. The sneer was ridiculous, with two hearts, the two-handed sword dance was cold and starry, and the water protected by the impermeable sword shadow could not be splashed. At the same time, the qi moves freely, and the "dragon qi vortex shield" quietly comes out to protect itself.
Taking advantage of the situation and following him, he responded with false moves, Mo Fan's body was unparalleled, and he dodged many dark arrows and guns without danger, and the black hand in the dark was finally a villain.
Since there is no room for turning around, instead of worrying about retaliation afterwards, it is better to strike first now. These people tore off the last mask, and they didn't know who led the way to kill Mo Fan together, and some people even made demagogic voices and wanted to fish in troubled waters. I thought that as long as the person died, the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion would not hold on tightly, after all, the law did not hold the people accountable.
The sound of killing shook the sky, and in the face of everyone who wanted to kill him, Mo Fan was no longer rigid about his identity and methods. In an instant, the sword spirit Li Dashan couldn't say anything, sighed secretly and looked for death, and didn't say anything more if he did his duty.
In the face of several Spirit Sea Realms, Mo Fan had no pressure, his eyes were cold, and he suddenly made a killing move, "Lao Li, it's up to you!" The sword technique has just appeared, the sword is ruthless, and the unexpected soul attack of the Spirit Destroying Bell complements each other even more.
If the sword is like a streamer, it quietly kills silently, and these people don't understand until they die, why Mo Fan is just a monk of the Spirit Sea Realm like himself, how can he be so strong. The unwilling eyes were full of despair, and they watched the transparent blood hole in their chests gurgling, and their blood-soaked clothes fell to the ground.
Wiping the blood from the sword, Mo Fan looked at the few Dou Kings in the distance with teasing eyes, and looked calm with a chuckle, "Seniors, are you going to watch the play like this? It's a rare opportunity! Kill me, you can get a lot, more than you think, hehe! For example, this one, the snow lotus you miss in your heart!"
Saying that, holding the ice crystal snow lotus in the palm of his hand, Mo Fan looked fearless, stepped forward and put the storage bags on the deceased's body into his pocket one by one, and looked at several Douwang seniors with a smile on their faces, "Heroes, I don't have the backer you imagined, so you don't need to worry about someone settling accounts with you, hehe!"
The more Mo Fan said this, the more the few people not far away did not dare to act rashly, the lesson of blood was in front of him, who knew what ghost ideas he had in his heart. With the strength of a few Dou Wang, they can give it a try, but they have more scruples, under the blue sky and white sun, even if they have the heart, they don't have the courage.
After seeing Mo Fan's extraordinary stunts, they decided that Mo Fan was a person from the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion, how dare they intercept and kill in front of people. There is no impermeable wall in the world, and if it is rumored that one of their Dou Kings killed Mo Fan, they will be greeted with a punishment that is difficult to escape and bear.
The rivers and lakes can only blame themselves for their lack of strength when they die at the hands of the same level, this is the rule that the nine top sects and the six holy places are implemented, if someone relies on cultivation to intercept and kill their own disciples, these forces will not tolerate mercy, there was a living example a few years ago.
A few years ago, a nobleman in the capital relied on his own cultivation to kill an outer disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion, and finally found out that he was a bully, and several elders of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion who carried swords came to the door angrily. If it weren't for the royal family, their entire family would have been bleeding, and as for him, he was naturally dismantled, and the family compensated many treasures to stop the matter.
The majesty of the top forces is indisgraceful, and their disciples are more majestic than ordinary people when they walk outside, and their lives are more secure. Few people dare to offend Kamui in defiance of the rules, and this is one of the reasons why many people want to join these forces.
Seeing that no one took care of him, Mo Fan smiled and put away the ice crystal snow lotus, sighed lightly and turned around and walked away. He walked up to Da Bai to see how he was recovering from his injuries, woke up the unconscious Xiao Ling'er and set a ban, and then counted his loot on the spot.
"Damn bastard, let me go if you kind, I'm going to cut you with a thousand knives!"
"Shameless villains, they will use indiscriminate means, what kind of hero are you, what kind of man are you!"
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Xiao Ling'er has been scolding Mo Fan angrily since he woke up, but he is now cleaning up the loot and is too lazy to take care of it, no matter how much you scold, he will not reply to it, but in his heart he has already figured out a good way to repair this Nizi.
After sorting and putting everything away, Mo Fan approached and picked up Xiao Linger's chin with a wicked smile, leaned closer and chuckled in her ear: "Little beauty, it's spicy enough, hehe, your voice is so good, and your figure is excellent, I like it! You have repeatedly troubled me, it seems that you have to leave you some souvenirs, otherwise you think my brother and I are easy to bully, hehe!"
"Hmph, shameless thief! If you kill me, as long as I live for a day, I will seek revenge on you. The pungent Xiao Linger was annoyed and angry, her smart eyes were full of murderous intent, and she was so close to the opposite sex.
"Little beauty, my brother hates others for slandering me the most, didn't you say that I was a thief, then I'll show you a good lewdness, hehe!" Mo Fan smiled and touched Xiao Linger's buttocks a few times, causing her to scream and scold, "Ah, damn bastard, if I don't break your body into ten thousand pieces, I will not be a human being..."
"Hehe, little beauty, isn't your reaction too big, didn't I just touch you, I haven't done much to you, as for this? You chased me again and again, did I say anything? But seriously, your little ass feels so good, hehe!" Mo Fan said no matter what kind of shameless words he spoke, Xiao Ling'er began to panic in her heart, and began to shout for help like an ordinary woman meeting a bad person.
"Someone, help..."
Xiao Linger's sharp voice resounded in the sky, and Mo Fan smiled evilly and covered it with his mouth, blocking her full of grief and anger in her throat. Physically restrained, she could only let Mo Fan do nothing, and she was powerless to resist and shed tears of unwillingness to be wronged.
After a moment, Mo Fan mercilessly let go of the little beauty with pear blossoms and rain, he added his lips unsatisfied, and then looked at Xiao Ling'er with a shy face and red ears with his cheap and obscene expression, "Little beauty, it's so fragrant, hehe! Now you know the best way to block a person's mouth! Brother, I'm in a good mood now, so I won't charge you tuition, if you think you haven't studied well, I can teach you again, hehe!"
"Bastard, you don't want to die! you're going to be thundered..."
Xiao Ling'er, who was very shy, had red ears, and she didn't dare to raise her head when she scolded Mo Fan, at this moment she longed for a crack to go into the ground and never come out again.