The Great Immortal of the City

Chapter 314 You Don't Count Your Words
The Fourth Elder greedily looked at the little black knife in Mo Huasong's hand: "Damn, that is truly a peerless treasure."

The second elder also nodded and said: "Yes, if we also had the little black knife refined by Master Batian, we would have killed Mo Huasong early in the morning."

Mo Huaren, who had only one left hand left, yelled angrily: "You useless bastards of Shengtianmen, even Mo Huasong can't kill you. Ah, it hurts me to death, he just wants to torture me to death, after a while He's going to cut off my left hand."

The elder's face changed, and they also knew that Mo Huasong wanted to torture Mo Huaren slowly.

He also wanted to resist Mo Huasong's attack just now, but their treasures were not working well, and they were cut off by the little black knife.

Damn, their treasures cost several hundred million to buy back at that time.

I didn't expect that compared with the small black knife in Mo Huasong's hand, it was nothing but rubbish.

No wonder the price of this little black knife has now increased to 100 billion. With such a peerless treasure, who would dare to compete with him?
"Master Hua Song, kill Mo Huaren." The Mo family warrior behind shouted.

"Kill Mo Huaren, don't let him harm the Mo family." The other Mo family continued to raise their fists and shouted.

"Kill Mo Huaren—"

"Kill that bastard—"

Mr. Mo also looked at Mo Huasong expectantly. As long as Mo Huaren died, the Mo family would no longer be controlled by Shengtianmen.

"Er Xichang, I will trouble you later." Mr. Mo bowed deeply to Er Xichang over there.

As long as Mo Huaren dies, the Mo family will have hope.

Even if the Mo family was reduced to a third-tier family, it would be better than becoming a dog born in Tianmen.

If the Mo family is controlled by Shengtianmen, the Mo family will have no future.

Erxichang nodded slightly: "Oh, Mr. Mo, if Mo Huaren dies, I will immediately fire our dragon's breath signal flare. However, he is not dead yet."

This Mo Huasong is really hateful. Doesn't he know that the Mo family wants Mo Huaren to die now?

But Mo Huasong not only did not kill Mo Huaren immediately, but also slowly chopped off Mo Huaren's feet and hands like a cat catching a mouse.

At this time, Mo Huaren was in great pain, but because he was not dead, she had no reason to do anything.

Qisheng Tianmen came to four master martial arts masters at once, and she herself was not their opponent, so she still wanted to call the Dragon Breath members over.

No, doesn't Mo Huasong still have two master martial arts masters?With the addition of Mo Huasong, there should be no problem on their side.

The strength of Shengtianmen just now is still very strong, with many masters.

But after being killed by Mo Huasong, only three or two small fish and shrimp were left. It seemed that Shengtianmen was about to vomit blood this time.

Those were more than a dozen innate martial arts masters, and they were the middle-level power of the super sect. Mo Huasong killed as soon as he said it, which was really terrifying.

"Mo Huaren, I'm going to chop off your left hand next." Mo Huasong said word by word.

"Ah, Great Elder, hurry up and protect me, he is going to cut off my left hand." Mo Huaren screamed in fright.

The Great Elder yelled angrily: "The four of us each keep a position, we cannot let Mo Huasong succeed."

"Swish, swish." The second elder and the others hurriedly flew to Mo Huaren's side.

Mo Huasong sneered, and waved the small black knife in his hand: "Look at the knife."

At this time, the elders and the others were directly guarding Mo Huaren's left hand, and the powerful internal force surged out, surrounding Mo Huaren's left hand.

They didn't believe it anymore, the combined strength of the four of them still couldn't resist Mo Huasong's little black knife.

"Whoosh."

With a flash of black light, the Fourth Elder felt pain in his right leg, and then he saw a broken leg fall to the ground.

"Old, fourth, your right leg is gone." The third elder looked at the fourth elder beside him and cried out in surprise.

"Ah, my right leg." The fourth elder came to his senses now, and hastily touched the acupuncture point on the broken leg to prevent the blood from flowing down.

Mo Ying and the others looked at Mo Huasong in surprise, what's going on?

Didn't Mo Huasong say he wanted to cut off Mo Huaren's left hand?Why did he accidentally chop off the fourth elder's right leg?

The fourth elder scolded angrily: "Mo Huasong, you don't mean what you say, why didn't you chop off Mo Huaren's left hand?"

Mo Huasong laughed and said, "I wanted to cut off Mo Huaren's left hand, but I didn't say to cut it off now. I might cut it off later, or I might cut it off after I kill you."

"Damn, don't worry about Mo Huaren for now, let's kill Mo Huasong." The elder felt that Mo Huasong was very strange, as if he was a little powerful.

But just as the Great Elder finished speaking, another black light flashed, and Mo Huaren over there screamed, and his left hand was finally chopped off by Mo Huasong.

At this time, Mo Huaren had no limbs, and blood seemed to flow outside without money. The scene was very scary.

"I'm going to die, you won't get the Mo family when you are born in Tianmen." Mo Huaren yelled angrily in pain.

The Great Elder hastily stretched out his hands to touch Mo Huaren's acupuncture points to prevent the blood from flowing out of his body.

But Mo Huaren's wounds are too big now, just a little bit won't help at all.

Mo Huaren was writhing on the ground in pain, his face convulsed and pale.

"Elder Elder, you have to send Mo Huaren to the hospital quickly, or he will really die." The second elder picked up Mo Jiayin from the ground and put it in his arms while speaking.

As long as Mo Huaren survives, they still have an excuse to attack the Mo family.

Otherwise, the Dragon's Breath Organization would not let them do anything again.

The Great Elder nodded and said, "Okay, let's leave here first."

The black-clothed warriors at the back heard the Great Elder saying that they were going to leave here, all of them looked happy.

That Mo Huasong was too evil, so many people came, they were killed in all directions.

Even the fourth elder's right leg was cut off. If he didn't go to the hospital quickly, his right leg would be considered useless.

Those warriors in black hurriedly performed lightness kung fu and were about to fly outside, Pang Wenjun and the others wanted to catch up.

Mo Huasong waved his hands and said, "Don't make any moves, let me do it."

Before he finished speaking, the small black knife in Mo Huasong's hand shot straight ahead.

Under Mo Huasong's control, the little black knife shot directly into the body of a warrior in black as if it had vitality, and then entered the body of the warrior in front of him.

In just an instant, the little black knife shot into the bodies of several warriors, reaping their lives.

After the little black knife shot into the sky, it circled around again, the black light shone, and it swept towards the necks of several black-clothed warriors on the right.

"Ahhh." With a few screams, the heads of those warriors in black were cut off.

"Use Qi to control the sword." Erxi Chang over there shouted in surprise.

I really didn't expect that Mo Huasong's strength has reached this level, at least it is the middle or late stage of the master's martial arts, which has such ability.

But those warriors in black were also desperately running around, the little black knife only killed a dozen people, and the remaining few escaped outside Mo's house.

Pang Wenjun stomped his feet angrily: "Mr. Mo is still careless. If we make a move, those people will definitely not be able to escape."

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