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Chapter 138
Of course, it didn't mean that Mo Tang was alone.

After all, there are countless younger brothers in his hands, so Su Mei still gave Mo Tang half of the Raksha Guard's calling power.

This Rakshasa guard can be said to be the painstaking effort of Su Mei's cultivation over the years. The weakest is the beginning of the Great Fighter, and it is even stronger than the blood guards of the blood sect.

It's just that the resources needed to support such a large number of people are also massive, so the scale of Luochawei has been unable to increase, and there are only 300 people.

Even so, Mo Tang was taken aback when he heard the number.

There is no way, the number of these three hundred great fighters really scared him...

Compare.

After such a long period of development, the Mohist League, and the violent subjugation of the Mohist family, now control almost half of the power in the entire eastern province...

But even so, the number of great fighters in the Mo League does not exceed three digits!

In the Jia Ma Empire, apart from the royal family and the Misty Cloud Sect, even the three major families can directly control no more than one hundred great fighters.

From this we can see what kind of power the three hundred Rakshasa guards in Su Mei's hands are!

After pondering for a moment, Mo Tang raised a finger and said to Su Mei: "I can take down this Black Obscure Sect, but I will take half of the spoils!"

Su Mei's winking eyes widened instantly, and then said angrily, "You really dare to speak!"

According to the rules of the Black Corner Domain, interests come first!
Although Mo Tang is now the deputy sect master of the Raksha sect, his current position is quite special. If there is no benefit, why would he take the risk to fight a three-star fighting king?
Of course, the so-called repaying the money on the spot at a high price is also to give Su Mei a room to bargain.

"Thirty percent, I'll give you thirty percent at most!"

"Don't forget, even if you can take down the Black Obliteration Sect, the sect's contribution will definitely account for [-]%!"

Su Mei's words are not wrong.

If there were no Rakshamen and Su Mei standing behind him, Mo Tang would not have the guts to pick a second-rate force, not to mention he has a backer behind him.

And this time the Rakshamen will definitely have to dispatch a lot of manpower. I only need to defeat Na Luo Ming king to king. It is not too difficult to calculate.

"Okay! Three percent is three percent, but those low-level resources are fine, I don't need them. And I can give up on martial arts, fighting skills, weapons and armor, etc., but I want Zongmen to help me exchange these for high-quality resources. Medicinal materials or elixirs..."

Su Mei said angrily, "All right...you bastard, you really want to take advantage of everything!"

Just like that, after reaching a py deal with Su Mei, a seductive young woman, Mo Tang set off directly with a mighty team.

This time Mo Tang brought a total of more than 500 people, including 150 Raksha Guards, plus two of the four elders. This kind of strength is enough to ensure that when Mo Tang and Luo Ming fight Zong's disciples were all wiped out.

Of course, their ultimate goal this time is to completely subdue Hei Mingzong, not to kill people, that's why so many people are needed to intimidate each other...

Otherwise, just take Luochawei and kill them in. How can you use such a mobilization to mobilize the crowd? Trouble!

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The actions of such a huge team cannot be hidden from the opponent's eyes.

So when Mo Tang arrived at Heimin City with his men, the other party had already made preparations.

"People of Rakshamen, you are so motivating to come here, but you want to slaughter my black obliteration sect?"

Luo Ming, the patriarch of the Hei Ming Sect, was a thin middle-aged man with a pair of vulture eyes. At this time, he scanned the Rakshasa crowd below with murderous intent, who had already surrounded the city gate.

The eyes of the two Rakshamen elders who followed met, and then looked at Mo Tang in unison.

"It's not that serious. As long as you Hei Mingzong chooses to surrender, then naturally you can live in peace, and we can even become fellow disciples..."

Mo Tang said in a lazy tone.

The reason why Luo Ming said it so bluntly just now is because he wanted to remind his subordinates that the other party is here to kill us, so don't think about anything that shouldn't be...

It's just a pity that Mo Tang didn't let him get what he wanted.

"Who are you? Where's Su Mei? Does she think that you, a brat like you, can take down my Black Faezong?" Luo Ming, who was a little annoyed, stared at Mo Tang and asked in a cold voice.

Mo Tang smiled slightly: "Try it."

The words are not speculative, and there is no need to waste words.

As the suzerain of the Heimin Sect, Luo Ming directly displayed his fighting spirit and flew into the air. A khaki long spear appeared in his hand, and the point of the spear pointed directly at Mo Tang...

"Ignorant junior, come and lead me to death!"

Scratching his head, Mo Tang muttered in a low voice: "Use a weapon...it's a bit careless..."

Although he has practiced sword skills, there is only a triple sword fighting skill related to sword skills, and it is only a yellow-rank fighting skill. It is definitely not enough to face opponents at the fighting king level.

Squinting his eyes slightly, Mo Tang also stretched out a pair of cyan wings that were completely composed of fighting spirit, and there were traces of silver electric lights flickering on the edges.

Although he lost his wind and thunder wings, he lost that terrifying speed bonus, but because he has raised Sanqian Leidong to the Dacheng stage, his combat power will only become stronger now!

"laugh!"

The two figures wrapped in the majestic fighting spirit shot out like arrows almost at the same time!

As a fighting king level battle, its speed is so fast that many people in the field can only see two fuzzy shadows bursting out, and finally collided like meteorites in midair...

The fight with incomparable impact left the members of both sides stunned in an instant.

"Ding!"

Above the sky, two fuzzy figures crossed.

The sharp spear pierced out like lightning, but was blocked by a giant cyan palm like a thick shield.

Immediately, energy radiated, and a circle of tiny energy ripples burst out at the point of contact.

Mo Tang raised his brows, feeling that his Baguazhang is actually quite useful. After reaching perfection, he can use his palm power within ten meters around him as he likes, and it can even be used not only for defense, but also for attack power. Equally huge.

The battle has already begun, so naturally the group of younger brothers below can't just watch.

Although the city wall is high and the city is deep, this is not the ancient China of the previous life, what kind of ladder is used to climb up...

The ten-meter-long city wall of Heimin City can't stop the group of big fighters of Luochawei at all.

What's more, there are two fighting spirits in the lead...

Compared with the elite combat power of the Rakshamen, the Heishanzong will appear uneven.

Although the other party also has two strong fighting spirits, they are not as good as the two elders of the Rakshamen, and they are only elementary fighting spirits...

In addition, the backbone of the sect is only at the fighting master level, so what they will face will be the bloody suppression of Luochawei!
(End of this chapter)