The Great Immortal of the City

Chapter 129 Too Despicable
Mo Huasong nodded slightly and said, "Okay, I'll kill you with one punch."

"Huh." Wu Daxing didn't say much, secretly swallowed a pill, and shouted angrily, muscles all over his body swelled, and his face was pale.

The star gate was originally a business to make a fortune, and some of them have some powerful things.

The elixir that Wu Daxing took could enhance his combat potential, but it would make him bedridden for a month afterwards.

Moreover, Wu Daxing was still burning his own efforts. Although he would have to practice for a year before recovering, in order to kill Mo Huasong, he went all out.

The current Wu Daxing has at least ten dragon powers in attack, and he wants to make Mo Huasong die without death.

Bastard, you're so arrogant and arrogant, I'll let you get what you want.Wu Daxing saw that he had already punched, and the powerful palm blade enveloped Mo Huasong, and Mo Huasong would be seriously injured if he didn't die, so he secretly felt complacent.

Pang Xiangliang yelled in fear: "Mr. Mo, hurry up and take action. That Wu Daxing is the behind-the-scenes boss of Xingqi Pavilion, and he has a lot of secret medicine on him. Just now I saw that he was still taking medicine. You can't let him take medicine. Hurry up and do it."

But Mo Huasong shook his head and sneered, "Don't worry, Wu Daxing is not my opponent."

"Okay, Mr. Mo, hit Wu Daxing hard." Pang Xiangliang was full of confidence when he heard it.

Who is Mr. Mo, he must be very powerful.

It is estimated that after a fist fight, Mr. Mo sent Wu Chaoxing flying with one punch.Or just like with Kong Daozi just now, Mr. Mo killed Kong Daozi with one punch.

As it got closer, Wu Daxing's fist blade was about to hit Mo Huasong's side. The powerful fist blade was really powerful, and the surrounding wind was rolling, as if to annihilate Mo Huasong.

"Old Ancestor, Wu Daxing's punch may have the strength of ten dragons." Pang Wenjun said worriedly.

"Hmph, so what about the power of ten dragons? Mr. Mo is very powerful, and he will definitely punch Wu Daxing until he vomits blood." Pang Xiangliang said disapprovingly.

Although Wu Daxing was a little confident, but when he saw Mo Huasong punching Kong Daozi to death just now, he was also afraid in his heart, and waited for Mo Huasong's punch very cautiously.

But Mo Huasong just didn't punch, and waited for Wu Daxing's fist to approach.

The "huhu" fist wind approached Mo Huasong, and his clothes were already blown away.

While Wu Daxing was waiting for Mo Huasong to punch, suddenly a ball of fire appeared from Mo Huasong's chest, and then rushed towards Wu Daxing's fist.

"Ah, my fist is gone." Wu Daxing yelled in surprise.

He felt a great pain from being roasted by the fire, but he didn't see the raging fire, and then his attacking fist disappeared.

"Mo Huasong, you are despicable, don't you want to fight me? What kind of trick are you using?" Wu Daxing yelled angrily.

Now not only his fists were gone, but his wrists, arms, and shoulders were gone too.

What's the matter?Did he see a ghost?
In fact, Wu Daxing really saw a ghost—the black ghost is on fire.

Mo Huasong is not a fool, since he tried his fist just now, if he doesn't want to fight Wu Daxing now, why waste his time and energy?Wouldn't it be better to just use the black ghost torch to kill Wu Daxing?

In an instant, Wu Daxing, who was still alive just now, was burned to ashes by the black ghost fire, and there was no scum left.

In fact, if Mo Huasong used the black ghost fire to attack Wu Daxing, he would not be burned so completely.

But Wu Daxing saw that Mo Huasong agreed to fight him, so he was not vigilant and hit Mo Huasong with his fist directly.

The fists hit Mo Huasong's side, and it was easy for Mo Huasong to burn him to death with the black ghost fire.

"Slap." Pang Wenjun was slapped by Pang Xiangliang.

Pang Wenjun looked at Pang Xiangliang in a daze: "Old Ancestor, why are you hitting me?"

"You know I'm slapping you, it doesn't look like a dream." Pang Xiangliang sighed.

All of them were so looking forward to seeing Mr. Mo and Wu Daxing's earth-shattering fist fight, they never thought that Mr. Mo didn't fight Wu Daxing, and might use some treasures and other things to kill Wu Daxing directly.

Alas, Mr. Mo is too despicable.However, he likes it.

Fighting with the enemy should be like this, you don't need to talk about friendship with others, no matter what method you use, just kill the opponent.

"Old Ancestor, if you want to test whether you are dreaming in the future, can you not beat me?" Pang Wenjun cried while covering his face.

He is the owner of the villa now, not the kid back then, why did the ancestor treat him like this.

Pang Xiangliang ignored Pang Wenjun, and hurried to Mo Huasong's side: "Mr. Mo, Wu Daxing and those people are too strong, we fought them with all our lives. Look, the blood on my clothes is all from me alone." Spit."

Speaking of this, Pang Xiangliang wanted to spit out another mouthful of blood, but it didn't work out.He was beaten so badly by Wu Daxing just now, he vomited everything he should have vomited, and he vomited what he shouldn't have vomited, how can he still vomit blood now?

"Well, you've worked hard. This is the marrow-washing pill. You can take it." Mo Huasong gratefully took out a marrow-washing pill.

This time, I got a lot of spiritual grass and elixir from Tianlong Mountain, and I can refine a lot of elixir.

"Washing marrow pill?" Pang Xiangliang said with a bitter face: "Mr. Mo, I have worked really hard this time, can you give me some more good pills? For example, the Shengyuan pill."

When Mo Huasong heard this, he rolled his eyes at Pang Xiangliang: "You don't want the Sui Sui Pill? Forget it, this Sui Sui Pill is several times better than the Yuan Yuan Pill."

"Yes, yes, no." Pang Xiangliang nodded desperately.

Suddenly, Pang Xiangliang opened his eyes wide: "What? How many times is the Xisui Pill better than the Shengyuan Pill? Mr. Mo, my head was flooded by Wu Daxing just now. In fact, I wanted to say that I want to wash the marrow pill, but I didn't make it clear. .”

Pang Wenjun saw that Pang Xiangliang got a marrow washing pill, and hurried to Mo Huasong's side, screaming: "Mr. Mo, I was also desperately killing the enemy just now. I spent more time in Mo's Manor than There are more ancestors."

"Pang Wenjun, is your mother looking for death?" Pang Xiangliang scolded Pang Wenjun angrily.

Pang Wenjun smiled wryly: "Old Ancestor, my mother died early in the morning, you don't know?"

"Okay, Pang Wenjun, I'll give you this marrow washing pill." Mo Huasong also knew that Pang Wenjun and the others had fought hard just now. "You guys have taken this marrow washing pill, at least one realm has been raised."

Pang Xiangliang's eyes lit up: "Mr. Mo, do you mean that my martial arts will be promoted to the congenital realm?"

Damn, if he is innately advanced, plus the little black knife refined by Mr. Mo, he will be able to deal with a master like Wu Daxing again.

"Yes." Mo Huasong nodded slightly.

Mo Huasong thought that he would ask Pangjiazhuang to help with affairs in the future, and it would be beneficial to help them improve their strength.

Therefore, I also gave them some marrow washing pills.

"Mr. Mo, so my martial arts will be upgraded to the level of innate entry?" Pang Wenjun also leaned forward and asked.

"Yes." Mo Huasong nodded.

"Old Ancestor, that's great." Pang Wenjun hugged Pang Xiangliang excitedly.

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