In the dark night, in the heavy rain, I saw a bright light rising into the sky, and then suddenly falling, the earth trembled and the river rolled.
Before Liao Chaoshan and others could be shocked, a huge wave swept over and almost overturned the boat. After everything calmed down, everything returned to the same state in the dark night, as if nothing had happened. But ten miles away, the residents of Lihuang City and
The tourists thought there was an earthquake and ran out in a hurry. They were very frightened. However, after waiting for a while and seeing that there were no aftershocks, they did not dare to sleep. They took shelter under the eaves so that if the earthquake happened again, they could escape quickly.
And above the dark Tuojiang River, Mo Hai has put away the Zongyun Sword. This Zongyun Sword is the "fairy sword" left by the swordsman. Mo Hai spent some time returning to Shanghai from Qinling a few days ago.
, refine it, further improve its quality, and store it in the jade gourd for storage.
Today I used the leader of the Holy Witch Cult to test the sword, and Mo Hai was not disappointed.
Mo Hai stood with his hands behind his back, looking at a mountain peak cut in half by the sword energy in front of him, with a look of satisfaction on his face.
As for the leader of the Holy Witch Cult, Luo Buen, he had turned into blood mist under the sword energy and disappeared without a trace along with the rushing water of Tuojiang River.
At the moment of his death, Robben probably didn't realize what kind of existence he had provoked. Not to mention that he had only used half of his magical power just now. Even if he had used ten times of his magical power, he still couldn't withstand Mo Hai's blow.
Luo Buen is indeed very powerful, which is equivalent to the martial arts realm, and even more powerful than the ordinary martial arts realm, but compared to the island country's Red Void God and the ancestor of the British blood clan, he is far behind. Against Mo Hai,
Just looking for death.
People on earth can cultivate to the level of Rob En. To be honest, it would be a pity to kill him, but this Rob En is unpardonable and can only be killed.
On the boat, Liao Chaoshan and others stood still again, looking out in the heavy rain, but it was still pitch black.
"What happened just now? Is that light lightning?" someone asked.
"It's not lightning, it's sword energy." Ye Wufeng spoke, his tone full of shock. Now he finally knew why Mo Hai disapproved of the sword manual left by the sword immortal. Mo Hai's swordsmanship was worthy of being called a contemporary sword immortal.
Sword energy?
Everyone was shocked, staring into the dark night.
"A mere sword energy cannot hurt our leader." Zou Tianlong said calmly.
"Elder Zou is right. The leader has great supernatural powers and is a god-like figure. Nothing will happen to him." Shi Batian also said, but his tone was trembling, and he was obviously nervous.
Although it was in the dark night, the power of the sword energy just now shocked everyone's hearts.
"Look, it's Mr. Mo who's back." Suddenly, someone with sharp eyes shouted loudly.
In the dark night, Mo Hai walked in the air in the rain, returned gracefully, and finally landed on the deck in front of everyone's attention.
It rained heavily, but when he got close to Mo Hai, he was bounced away by an invisible force. Seeing that Mo Hai was safe and sound, not even a hair out of place, the people of the Holy Witch Cult suddenly felt cold and looked up into the dark night.
, but there was no sign of their leader.
"Master Mo, how is the leader of the Holy Witch Sect?" Zeng Jinren asked quickly.
"The flesh and blood has been integrated into the river water, and the fish in the Tuojiang River can also enjoy some delicious food." Mo Hai said with a smile, and then looked at Zou Tianlong and others. The mobile phone will remember to provide you with exciting novel reading in one second.
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Hearing Mo Hai's words, Zeng Jinren, Li Mu and others were completely relieved. The leader of the Holy Witch Cult was killed, and the crisis in western Hunan was finally resolved.
Zou Tianlong, Shi Batian and others turned pale, and Shi Batian's legs softened and he sat down on the deck.
His last glimmer of hope was completely shattered.
Zou Tianlong and the higher-ups of the Holy Witch Cult had a blank mind. They had never thought about such a thing. Since the year their leader left seclusion, their Holy Witch Cult has become unstoppable in Southeast Asia, sweeping across all the Wu clans. But now, they
The leader actually died, which they couldn't accept.
Seeing Mo Hai, Zou Tianlong and others were afraid and subconsciously retreated.
"There are a lot of fish in the Tuojiang River. I'm afraid your leader can't feed them enough by yourself," Mo Hai said.
Only some people who knew Chinese understood what Mo Hai meant. Zou Tianlong's expression changed and he suddenly became fierce.
"Haha, our Holy Witch Cult is not weak. Even if you kill our leader, don't try to make us surrender. At worst, everything will be dead. Let's fight with this kid to avenge the leader." Zou Tianlong said angrily, with a tough tone.
, but he has the spirit of looking forward to death.
However, Zou Tianlong's rhetorical remarks did not attract any response, especially from the Southeast Asian witch clan bosses that the Holy Witch Sect had conquered in the past year. They were originally dissatisfied with the tyrannical rule of the Holy Witch Sect. At this moment, the Holy Witch Sect
Now that the leader is dead, they will naturally no longer submit to him. The Southeast Asian shaman clan bosses headed by Sanji have turned against him one after another.
This Sangji can speak a little Chinese. After all, many of his businesses come from China. In some circles in China, Sangji is regarded as a god.
In some aspects, the art of lowering one's head is even more evil and weird than the art of witchcraft.
"Mo, Mr. Mo, I am not a member of the Holy Witch Cult. I was forced by them. I am a Baijiantou Master from Malay. Not long ago, they occupied my house and asked me to help them do bad things. I
He is a good person." Sanji said, looking pitiful.
Mo Hai glanced at Sanji, who didn't look like a good person, but there was no need for Mo Hai to kill him.
"People who are not from the Holy Witch Cult, come here." Mo Hai said.
Sanji and others quickly stood at the position pointed by Mo Hai. In the end, only a dozen people from the Holy Witch Cult were left.
Zou Tianlong's face was ashen, but he also knew that no matter what happened at this moment, he would definitely die. Since it was all about death, it was better to die standing than to die on his knees.
Zou Tianlong wanted to die standing, but other members of the Holy Witch Cult did not have such backbone.
The elder who was supporting Zou Tianlong suddenly threw Zou Tianlong to the ground, and then tried to fish in troubled waters and squeezed into the team of Sang Ji and others.
"What are you doing?" Sanchi shouted angrily.
"I, I was actually forced to join the Holy Witch Cult a few years ago. Master Sanji, I was actually a Baijiantou Master before, and we are still of the same sect." The elder said, licking his face.
At this time, these elders of the Holy Witch Cult no longer want to have anything to do with the Holy Witch Cult.
When Zou Tianlong saw this scene, he was so angry that he cursed.
"Noisy." Mo Hai waved his hand, and Zou Tianlong flew directly into the air, and then exploded like a watermelon. The picture was brutal and made people feel chilled.