The Great Immortal of the City

Chapter 188

"Mo Huasong, what are you talking about?" Xiao Jie drank three bottles of beer, and her head was a little dizzy. She thought Mo Huasong was talking to her.

Mo Huasong pointed to the dining table over there and said, "That man has been staring at you."

"What? Did he recognize me?" Xiao Jie looked over there worriedly.

She is a big star, and it is common for her to be harassed by some male fans.Therefore, when she usually goes out, she will bring more than two bodyguards to avoid any accidents.

Xiao Jie approached Mo Huasong in fear. This time, because she was following Mo Huasong, she did not bring a bodyguard.

Mo Huasong shook his head, his eyes were murderously sharp: "He is not an ordinary person, and he may not be your fan."

The young man at the table over there was still eating beef skewers and drinking beer, as if he hadn't heard what Mo Huasong said.

Xiao Jie frowned in disbelief: "Did you read it wrong?"

"That's right. He's using the Disguise Technique now, and what you see now is not his real mask. Besides, he has restrained his true energy, so he should be a cultivator." This is why Mo Huasong attaches great importance to it.

If it was a martial artist, he wouldn't worry about anything.

Just when Xiao Jie wanted to refute Mo Huasong's words, the young man stood up and looked up at Mo Huasong: "You are a piece of garbage with the strength of refining the air, and you dare to talk in front of me."

After finishing speaking, a powerful burst of true energy burst out from his body, making one feel that his whole body was being suppressed, and he would die at any time.

"Don't fight here." The boss rushed out from inside.

"Boom."

The young man waved his right hand lightly, and the boss was sent flying back into the room, knocking over many things, and it was unclear whether he was alive or dead.

"Ah." Only then did Xiao Jie realize how terrifying that young man was.

Even if his bodyguard is there, he is not the youth's opponent.

Mo Huasong stared at the young man and asked, "What do you intend to do?"

"I, a gentleman, never force others to do things. I will take Xiao Jie away, but I will not force her until she is willing to serve me." The young man took out a flower fan and fanned it smartly while talking.

"Although Xiao Jie is no longer a pure girl, it is of no use to me. But she is beautiful and has a nice voice. I really want to try her voice. Is it very beautiful and charming." Hua Junzi used her tongue Licking his lips, he looked excited.

"No, I don't." Xiao Jie shook her head and refused.

Hua Junzi looked at Mo Huasong coldly: "Boy, although your strength is not strong, you are still a little capable. You were able to quietly bring Xiao Jie out from under my nose."

"Then how did you follow me here?" Mo Huasong asked.

"When Xiao Jie was singing on stage, I had already stuck the tracking bug on her hair. No matter where she went tonight, I will find her." Hua Junzi looked down on Mo Huasong, so he told him the truth , anyway, he will die soon.

Xiao Jie asked Mo Huasong worriedly: "Is he very good?"

"Not great." Mo Huasong shook his head. "You can stay behind my back. I'll get rid of him and take you back."

Mo Huasong walked towards Mr. Hua with solemn eyes.

In my memory, Hua Junzi is a mysterious figure from the Wanhua Sect in the cultivation world. He is very powerful and has many secret techniques. He is a famous flower picker in the cultivation world.

He is a figure that everyone shouts to kill in the cultivation world, but for so many years, no one has been able to kill him. Instead, the people who chased him died.

This is a very difficult character, he must be killed as soon as he makes a move, and he cannot be allowed to escape.Generally speaking, flower picking thieves like Hua Junzi have very high lightness kung fu, they can come and go freely, and no one can stop them.

"Whoosh." Mo Huasong had a small white sword in his hand.

This is a spirit weapon he made from half of a magic weapon dyed with white radish. Although the material is very poor, it can certainly be corrupted into magic in front of a supreme refining master like Mo Huasong.

"Go." Mo Huasong moved his right hand, and the little white sword shot towards Hua Junzi as if it had come to life.

"What? A spirit weapon? You, you actually have a spirit weapon?" Hua Junzi's eyes widened.

Generally speaking, people in the comprehension world use magic weapons.Even if it is a magic weapon, it is not easy.

Magical artifacts are divided into low-grade, medium-grade, high-grade, and extreme-grade. Extreme-grade magical artifacts are very rare, and only masters in the cultivation world can refine them.

The refining masters in each interface are different, like the refining masters in the martial arts world, they can only refine treasures.

A master craftsman in the realm of comprehension, able to forge magic weapons.

The refining master of the higher-level interface can refine spiritual weapons and so on.

As for the master, no one dared to call himself that.After all, the Grandmaster of Artifact Refining is the founder of a sect and has its own powerful strength.

Like Mr. Hua, he only has high-grade magical artifacts in his hands, and their sect masters also have top-grade magical artifacts.But I didn't expect that this worldly boy actually possessed a spiritual weapon, why not make him ecstatic?

The spiritual weapon is to recognize the master with a drop of blood.

As long as he kills the opponent, the little white sword will belong to him.Thinking of this, Hua Junzi showed greed on his face.

Spiritual artifacts like this are treasures that everyone wants to grab in their cultivation world.

Hahaha, he is so lucky, thinking of coming to the secular world to relax, unexpectedly he can meet such a blessing.

If Hua Junzi knew that the spirit weapon he had dreamed of was just a small thing that Mo Huasong had forged at will, he would probably vomit blood with anger.

Hua Junzi flew towards Xiao Baijian. He thought that with his strength in the foundation period, it would be like playing with Mo Huasong, and he didn't need to care about it.

But when he just flew into the air, a white light flashed, and the little white sword shot towards him like lightning.

"Not good." Hua Junzi just wanted to use a weapon to resist, but the little white sword was too fast, and it pierced his shoulder directly, a blood hole exploded, and blood spurted out.

"That's all you have?" Mo Huasong sneered at Hua Junzi coldly.

Damn, do you have the ability to attack me without a spiritual weapon?Hua Junzi cursed in his heart.

You must know that the spirit weapon is so powerful that even a person with strength in the Qi refining stage can dare to challenge the masters in the Foundation establishment stage.

Of course, it also needs to be the case that the strength is not much different.

For example, Mo Huasong is only at the sixth level of Qi Refining now, while he is at the ninth level of the Foundation Establishment Stage, which is a difference of more than a dozen realms. How could Mo Huasong use a spiritual weapon to hurt him?

"Boy, I decided not to kill you yet. I will arrest you and let a thousand men rape you to death." Hua Junzi jumped angrily.

After speaking, Hua Junzi took out a elixir and ate it. The blood hole that was still bleeding just now slowly closed, and soon recovered.

Xiao Jie looked at this weird thing in surprise, it was too unbelievable, how could this be possible?
"Whoosh." Hua Junzi pulled out a long sword, which is a high-grade magic weapon, and it is considered a very good weapon in the cultivation world.

Looking at the long sword, Mo Huasong's eyes couldn't help but light up.

The material of this long sword is better than that of white radish, and it can be used to refine spiritual weapons.

As long as the mother and the others have spirit weapons, even if their strength is not strong, they can still withstand the attacks of masters.

(End of this chapter)