Immortal Emperor God Zun

Chapter 149 Massacre of the City ([-])

After killing Mo Liang, Fang Shuo gradually frowned, because he didn't feel Mo Tian's breath from the beginning to the end.

"Could it be that he is no longer in Mocheng, so where will he go?"

The murderous intent in Fang Shuo's eyes remained undiminished, and he walked out of the alley in a blink of an eye. When he came to a street, besides the members of the outer sect and the Mohists, more than half of them had been killed or injured.

While muttering to himself, he wandered through the streets and alleys in vain. One after another, the children of Mocheng died with each punch. The moment some old and weak women and children fell down, Fang Shuo's heart would tremble slightly.

But Mocheng, he will not let it exist anymore. This is a grudge that has always been in his heart. Only by eradicating it can he continue to walk on the road of immortality.

Just like the disappearance of Xihe Town under Dahuang Mountain, leaving no trace!
Mo Bei, who had already fled to his ancestral home, had a look of despair and misery on his face. He never imagined that an ordinary day would become the last day of the Mo family in the world.

"Is my Mo family wrong? Cultivating immortals is a world where the strong are respected, and the weak are eventually bullied. As expected, as expected, hahahaha..."

Mo Bei smiled miserably, with endless hatred and unwillingness in his laughter, but he had no way out.

"Uncle help, uncle!"

"Uncle!"

"Uncle!"

The disciples of the Mo family cried for help. The word "uncle" made him almost crazy. The Mo family members died one by one, but he escaped, escaped...

"No!"

With a roar, Mo Bei rushed out of the ancestral house in vain, ran all the way, came ten feet away from Fang Shuo, with blood red eyes, and said sternly: "Fang Shuo, I will fight with you!"

"You are not qualified, but I, accept!"

Fang Shuo stepped out while speaking, and afterimages appeared behind him, and the next moment he was in front of Mo Bei, and he punched out.

"Go to hell!"

Mo Bei shouted loudly, and raised his hands abruptly. In his hand, a heavy hammer appeared. The hammer was black in color, with a strong sense of cold iron, and it slammed down.

"This is the Mo Xuanhan Hammer, together with the Golden Armored God of War and the Nine Dragon Spear, they are also known as the three major killer weapons of the Mo School. Senior Mo Bei has used them from the very beginning. He intends to fight Fang Shuo desperately!"

"But Fang Shuo is too strong, maybe the Mo family has really come to an end."

All the members of the Outer Sect retreated, only to see that the black black hammer fell, and it even drove the surrounding ten-foot space, showing a thick ink color, and the ink color, like a black hole, directly absorbed Fang Shuo.

Fang Shuo couldn't avoid this blow, so he had to take it.

And in the black hole, the power of Mo Xuanhan's hammer increased several times, forming a force of weight, which made Fang Shuo slightly shocked in his heart.

With this hammer, Mo Bei's spiritual power has been drained by Mo Xuanhan's hammer. With this hammer, he wants Fang Shuo to die.

"Go die die die!"

Mo Bei roared ferociously, seeing that Fang Shuo's body was about to explode, and his soul and soul would be wiped out, but there was a flash of disdain in Fang Shuo's eyes.

"Is this your strongest blow, but it's not enough!"

Fang Shuo's voice came out, and the Qingxu sword was impressively in his hand. At the same time, phantoms of nine mountain peaks appeared in the sword. With a finger forward, the black hole was instantly shattered, and the space of hundreds of feet was distorted, making all the houses and trees inside it , all smashed into endless dust and smoke.

The next moment, Fang Shuo's body stepped out, and under the punch, Mo Bei retreated without resistance. While his chest was deeply sunken, broken internal organs mixed with blood gushed out.

"Ah, it's impossible..."

Vague words came out hoarsely from Mo Bei's bloody mouth. He watched Fang Shuo approaching step by step in horror, but he had no strength to fight back.

"Nothing is impossible. For you, everything is over."

While Fang Shuo was speaking coldly, he grabbed his topknot and smashed it hard towards the ground. Mo Bei's head shattered, and a generation of powerhouses who had shaken the southern land died.

"Fang Shuo, I beg you, hang yourself right now, and spare the remaining descendants of the Mohist family..."

High in the sky, Mo Zhenyan's old eyes were cloudy, and his long hair was disheveled, and it had already turned silvery white.He no longer had the strength to be angry anymore, only the piercing pain in his heart.

"No, when the last Mo family member dies, I will fight you. If you hang yourself now, you won't even have a chance to kill me."

Fang Shuo raised his head and glanced at him, and the evil spirit on his body increased again. More than two hundred psychic powerhouses looked at him, and they all took a breath of cold air, because his eyes were already red, like the descended demon king, full of blood. cold blooded.

"What kind of deep hatred makes Fang Daoyou so decisive..."

"If he goes on like this, it's inevitable that his Dao heart will be annihilated, but he still did it!"

While the 200 people were inhaling, Fang Shuo entered the city again. In desperation, Mo Zhennan's veins bulged out, and he sat cross-legged in vain, maximizing his cultivation.

"This old man wants to devour your heart, devour your bones, and sacrifice your soul for thousands of years..."

Trembling, Mo Zhennan bit out every single word, his face full of ferocity.

"Don't kill me, please, everything, everything is Mo Zhennan's fault..."

A Mohist young man died while begging for mercy. Immediately afterwards, there were screams in the pavilions. After half a stick of incense, Mo City was silent, and a needle could be heard.

"Mocheng, it's really over, this Fang Shuo is no longer human, he is a monster..."

"The largest force in the land of Nanyin has been wiped out in a few hours, and there is only one person who made the move. The sky has changed in Nanyin."

Many people from other sects have already fled in horror, because the evil spirit emanating from Fang Shuo made them terrified, and they were not sure whether Fang Shuo would also attack themselves.

The news of Mo City's demise may spread throughout the entire southern land in less than a day.

Regarding these, Fang Shuo ignored them, but looked up at the sky, opened his mouth, and said in a low voice, "Dear friends, let Mo Zhennan come down."

After Fang Shuo's words fell, more than two hundred people flew away, giving way to a passage.

Almost at the same time, Mo Zhennan got up, and with disheveled hair, he volleyed down the sky. Before he arrived, a burst of spiritual power swept towards Fang Shuo.

"Fang Shuo, I want you to know what a real tragic death is!"

Amidst the roar, the spiritual power pierced through the sky, forming a sky-swallowing light blade, which slashed down directly.

Fang Shuo let out a cold snort, took a step back, Gu Yuan's Ziji Dao was cast, and a scroll of starry sky appeared behind him. Under his guidance, a faint purple awn flew out of the scroll, and instantly landed on Fang Shuo's body .

The purple light is full of the power of time, which is a trace of power of time condensed by Fang Shuo after using the time flag many times, he called it, the breath of time!
"Years die!"

The moment the light blade came, Fang Shuo's body was in vain and illusory. It was not until the light blade cut through that his body flashed out again.

It was equal to a powerful blow of spiritual power, and it was directly cut into the empty space. This accident shocked Mo Zhennan who was rushing down: "You, you have realized the art of time to this extent?"

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