Under one person: Get the Beiming magic skill at the beginning

Moreover, the corpse was severely injured, and there was still lingering fear on its face.

Blood was splattered everywhere—on broken tree trunks, withered branches, and on the grass.

The two men were increasingly alarmed as they looked. With their rich experience, they could tell at a glance that these were clearly traces left by Mo Wen in his pursuit of the defeated Quanxing.

More than a hundred people, all slaughtered by Mo Wen?

More importantly, how come there are only corpses? Were there no living people left behind?

Lu Jin and Xiao Zizai found it hard to believe.

Shake, shake, shake.

Suddenly, footsteps sounded ahead, and a strong smell of blood kept approaching.

The two stopped abruptly, looking ahead warily.

When the owner of the footsteps appeared in front of them, Lu Jin and Xiao Zizai were both taken aback.

......

Chapter 242 Tu Junfang, who was on the verge of tears, asked, "Why did you hit me?"

The bright moonlight shone down.

A figure, dressed in rags and exuding a violent aura, slowly approached, revealing a strong, muscular physique.

The moment I saw this figure.

Both Xiao Zizai and Lu Jin were startled.

"Mo Wen!?"

Lu Jin asked in a somewhat tentative tone.

No wonder he was so surprised.

This was because Mo Wen, who appeared at this moment, exuded an unsettling aura that made people's hearts race.

The key point is that Mo Wen's exposed, muscular upper body was covered in blood, some of which had even congealed into hard lumps.

This appearance, covered in blood as if he had just come out of a slaughterhouse.

This completely stunned Lu Jin.

Xiao Zizai was the same.

Unlike Lu Jin, after confirming that Mo Wen was alright, he immediately turned his gaze to the hardened lump of congealed blood.

You could vaguely see his throat moving slightly.

"Grandpa Lu, Brother Xiao?"

Upon seeing the two, Mo Wen looked surprised, but quickly understood why they were there.

He smiled slightly, took a deep breath, and suppressed the restless aura emanating from his body.

After a brief moment of surprise, Lu Jin immediately stepped forward, placed her hands on Mo Wen's shoulders to check his condition, and asked with concern, "Mo Wen, are you injured? How serious is the injury?"

But soon, Lu Jin raised an eyebrow, his expression full of surprise.

"Huh? You're not hurt?"

"I'm fine, Grandpa Lu. The blood in my body comes from the Quanxing gang."

Mo Wen smiled and took Lu Jin's hand away.

However, the bloodthirsty restlessness in his heart was calmed down under Lu Jin's care.

However, his words completely unsettled Lu Jin.

"Wait, you mean that you not only weren't injured when faced with the Quanxing's ambush, but you actually managed to drive them back?"

"Could it be that they don't have a large number of people?"

Lu Jin looked at Mo Wen with great surprise and asked.

You must know that even someone like myself, who possesses the Reverse Life Triple and has learned one of the Eight Extraordinary Techniques, the Tongtian Talisman, is still at a disadvantage.

They were surrounded by hundreds of people, along with more than a dozen Quanxing masters.

They were also unable to escape unscathed.

They might not even be able to escape, let alone fight back unscathed.

However, the next second, Mo Wen made him completely doubt his life.

"There are quite a few people, more than a hundred, but there are only a few real experts, the rest are just lackeys."

Mo Wen felt the surging, powerful true qi within his body and said with a smile.

Lu Jin's mouth involuntarily gaped open.

Even Xiao Zizai, who was standing next to him, looked away from the blood clots on Mo Wen's body and stared at Mo Wen in disbelief.

"You...have gotten stronger again..."

Even Xiao Zizai, who was mentally ill, was moved at this moment.

They were all shaken, and their bloodlust was temporarily cured.

Both he and Lu Jin were seasoned veterans with experience that was hard for ordinary people to imagine.

He clearly understood the significance of being able to take on a hundred people single-handedly in the world of supernatural beings.

That requires combat power that surpasses the vast majority of people, enough for one person to form an army!

Throughout the entire world of supernatural beings, these masters are all elders of extremely high seniority, old cultivators with nearly a hundred years of experience!

However, Mo Wen's ability to fight against a hundred people was not limited to ordinary people; there were also several Quanxing masters among them!

The combined strength of these people is far beyond what a single elder or sect leader can handle.

Only one peerless master and two heroes, these three who are recognized as the strongest in the world of supernatural beings, can achieve this!

In other words, Mo Wen has already reached the level of "strongest"?!

Thinking of this, both Lu Jin and Xiao Zizai...

They couldn't help but feel their values ​​were being challenged, and instinctively found it hard to believe.

Because Mo Wen is not even 20 years old yet!

Throughout history, there has never been a 20-year-old "strongest" person.

However, recalling the unsettling and oppressive aura they had just sensed from Mo Wen, they realized that...

However, the two of them had no choice but to accept this fact.

"Good lad...you've really given this old man a huge 'surprise'!"

Try to process the shock of this information.

Lu Jin looked at Mo Wen with a complex yet gratified expression.

“Indeed.” Xiao Zizai stared intently at Mo Wen, then lowered his head slightly, adjusted his glasses, and agreed with Lu Jin’s words.

In just one year, you have grown to such a level.

Did they secretly steal the power of more people?

Skill alone is probably not enough to get you to this level.

And we also have to add those exquisite martial arts techniques that suddenly appeared.

Hehe, those people at headquarters will be really uneasy once they find out.

But none of this concerns me.

Let those old Dongs have their headaches.

Ugh, how awful.

Why do I feel so envious?

Xiao Zizai stared intently at Mo Wen, remaining silent.

"By the way, Mo Wen."

Lu Jin suddenly thought of something and asked, "We've searched all this way and only found a dozen or so corpses, but we haven't seen a single living person."

"Did they escape? Or did you kill them all?"

"They have indeed lost quite a few people."

Lu Jin asked me about this.

Mo Wen's expression remained unchanged, but as if he had thought of something, his smile widened.

......

Time goes back to ten minutes ago.

Mo Wen used the power of the White Rainbow Palm to transform into hundreds of meteor showers, accelerating their descent and launching a comprehensive attack on the surrounding area.

Boom boom boom boom!

The ground within a radius of 100 meters looked as if it had been bombarded by artillery fire; the ground shook and large trees collapsed.

Dust billowed several meters high!

All the Quanxing were scrambling to escape, completely forgetting their earlier boast about dealing with Mo Wen.

However, this was met with Mo Wen's deliberate targeting and attack.

Of all those lying in ambush, only a few with decent skills managed to hold off the attack.

Many others received at least one slap.

Some people are unlucky and get hit by four or five palm strikes in a row, dying on the spot.

After a bombing.

Immediately, cries of agony filled the air, and nearly half of the people collapsed to the ground, unable to get up.

Everyone else was injured to varying degrees as well.