The Great Immortal of the City

Chapter 621
"Now that your friend has been caught by them, and he has gone to Yihong Courtyard, sometimes it is up to them to explain the truth." The shopkeeper said, "You are foreigners, and the sergeants here will not listen to you." .”

Mo Huasong still wanted to chat with the shopkeeper, but those thugs shouted at the shopkeeper fiercely: "Shopkeeper, don't talk too much, or you will get into trouble."

The shopkeeper was warned by the thugs, so frightened, he hurried inside and didn't dare to say more.

Seeing this, Mo Huasong walked towards Feilong. "Feilong, tell me honestly what's going on, or I won't save you."

"It's like this. I originally wanted to find a beautiful woman to talk about my life. I was already optimistic about her. I didn't expect to enter the room. It turned out to be a man. Then I was beaten by them and all my money was searched." Let's go." Fat Long said while crying.

"Why can't you escape? You shouldn't, you escaped very fast." Mo Huasong was surprised.

Fei Long said: "They put medicine in the tea, and I found out that I have been drugged, so I can't escape."

Mo Huasong asked the thugs: "Is what he said true?"

"Don't talk nonsense, we are not that kind of people, but you outsiders, you should pay money obediently, or we will be rude." The thugs shouted.

Mo Huasong stood there without moving, and those thugs made a move.

They raised their right fists, and the terrifying palm blades violently attacked Mo Huasong.

Mo Huasong thought it was Feilong who caused the trouble, but he didn't expect that there was a reason for it.

Since this is the case, then he is not polite.

"boom."

Mo Huasong also punched at the same time, sending the opponent flying with one punch.

"Not good, the opponent is very strong." Seeing that the situation was not good, the other thugs immediately flew towards Mo Huasong.

They don't care about Feilong, because Feilong has been restrained by them and cannot escape at all.

But when those thugs rushed towards Mo Huasong, Mo Huasong had already struck out with two punches.

"Papapa." Those thugs flew backwards one after another.

Mo Huasong lightly raised his right hand, and a gust of wind hit Feilong's body.

Feilong's body trembled, and then he could move.

"Damn, I'll beat them to death." Fat Long rushed forward angrily, and when the two fists fell, those thugs screamed.

After a while, those thugs were beaten out of breath by Feilong.

Mo Huasong asked: "Fat Long, where are your weapons? Kill them."

Fei Long said with a bitter face, "Oh, they have taken everything from me."

"Okay, let's go over there." Mo Huasong sneered.

After finishing speaking, Mo Huasong moved his right hand, a white light flashed, and all the thugs in front were killed by Mo Huasong.

The innkeeper kept watching the situation outside. When he saw Mo Huasong's attack so fiercely, he was shocked.

I really didn't expect that the young man with a smile on his face made such a terrible shot, I couldn't see it.

"Master, let's go too." Nine Dragon Fish's voice sounded from upstairs.

Mo Huasong shook his head and said: "No need, you can stay here. If there is anything, just send the signal flare."

After finishing speaking, Mo Huasong flew forward with Feilong.

Hearing from Feilong, there are many Yihong courtyards in Gushu City, and the one that pitted him is not far from here, it only takes ten minutes to fly there.

The ancient tree city is very big, as big as a provincial capital, so if Feilong hadn't led the way, Mo Huasong wouldn't have been able to find it for a while.

Mo Huasong said to Fei Long: "When we get there, we will destroy Yihong Courtyard immediately."

"Well, I see. Damn, you dare to bully us, you really never died." Feilong said angrily.

Mo Huasong also knew that Feilong, besides being greedy for life and afraid of death, would not be unreliable to such an extent. It was too immoral for him to play with other women and not give him money.

Since it is a black shop, then destroy it and see if there are any good things.

Although Mo Huasong can sell things to make money, but stealing other people's money comes faster.

When Mo Huasong and the others arrived at Yihong Courtyard, Feilong kicked the gate of the house without saying a word.

With a bang, the door was kicked away, and a woman's scream came from inside.

Mo Huasong said in a cold voice: "We are only looking for someone from Yihong Courtyard. It has nothing to do with this. It is best not to come out, or I will kill him."

At this time, some thugs ran out from inside, and they also had the strength of Jindan's initial stage.

But where are they Feilong's opponents? In just a moment, Feilong killed them.

The Yihong Courtyard was in chaos. How could they resist the arrival of killing stars like Mo Huasong and the others?
"Do you outsiders dare to be so arrogant?" A fat middle-aged woman came out.

She is the bustard here, and she is also the mid-term strength of Jindan.

"Yes, we have reason, and we are going to bloodbath your place." Mo Huasong nodded and said, "You should send out the signal flare quickly, and then I will kill you."

Mo Huasong saw the middle-aged woman reach into her arms and knew that she wanted to call for reinforcements.

The old bustard was also not polite, took out the signal flare and sent it towards the sky, and then showed a wicked smile on his face: "Hmph, the Chengfu army will come over in a while, let me see where you are going to escape."

Regardless of the opponent, Mo Huasong took out his little white sword and rushed forward.

"You, what you are holding is Master Batian's little white sword?" The old bustard recognized the little white sword in Mo Huasong's hand, his face changed in fright, and he hurriedly reached into his bosom, and also took out a little white sword.

"I'll go, that's my little white sword, give it back to me." Feilong shouted angrily.

The old bustard sneered and said, "Hmph, who said it was your little white sword? I bought it with money."

If she didn't have the little white sword in her hand, she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to defeat the opponent.

After all, Master Batian's little white sword is very powerful, and it cannot be resisted by ordinary spiritual weapons.

Mo Huasong sneered, and with a move of consciousness, the little white sword in the old bustard's hand was unexpectedly out of the opponent's control, and shot directly at her chest.

"Ah." The old bustard screamed, looking at his chest in disbelief. "How is this possible? How could Xiaobaijian get out of control?"

Mo Huasong smiled and said, "This is the little white sword I refined, how could I listen to you?"

This is the benefit of refining weapons by oneself. Mo Huasong left a little control in the weapons he refined.

When he needs it, he can control the nearby weapons he made with the movement of his consciousness.

Therefore, if the old bustard wanted to deal with him with the little white sword he forged, he must be seeking his own death.

"You, you are Master Batian?" The old bustard's face changed drastically, and he couldn't believe it.

"Whoosh." After Xiaobaijian killed the old bustard, he returned to Feilong's hands.

Mo Huasong said to Feilong: "Feilong, you should practice hard, otherwise you will die very ugly."

(End of this chapter)