Lincheng Huamo Chapter 156: Village Master Mo Ming
Hearing Zhong Xihou's words, the first person who was not happy was the little cat-like Mo Qu'er. This girl's face was full of anger, and her voice was also angry, saying: "Zhong Xihou, this is my Mo family's business, you
What right do you have to interfere in my Mo family’s family affairs!”
Although Zhong Xihou did not have a good impression of Mo Qu'er, he did not dislike him at all. Mo Qu'er stood up to speak, and the exchange of positions was very clear. But Zhong Xihou still snorted coldly, and then he still looked contemptuously and said:
"Little girl, Gu really has no right to interfere in your Mo family's affairs. But you girl have ignored that Gu's junior brother is called Ying Ruge. Ying Ruge is Gu's junior brother and the venerable person of Muhan Tower.
He also traveled around the world under thousands of aliases, and among them was Linghu Changkong, the Master of the Sword Destroyer. Even though his identity changed, he was never your young master of the Mo family."
Mo Qu'er pointed to Mo Ming who was still fighting with the white-clothed immortals in the sky, and then pointed to Ying Ruge who had fainted against the big tree. He frowned and asked: "Zhong Xihou, don't you have a bad eyesight? Ying Ruge
He Shao has the same face as the owner of the village. No matter how similar people in the world are, how can they be so similar? Ying Ruge is the young owner of the village that was lost in my Mo family. This is an undeniable fact!"
Zhong Xihou sneered again. It was not his life experience, but he looked lonely, with a hint of sadness in his voice, and said: "It is indeed a fact, it is indeed."
Hearing Marquis Zhong Xi let go, Mo Qu'er was like a victorious rooster, with a hint of pride on his face. But before she could speak again, Marquis Zhong Xi's subsequent words made her, the princess, and Hu Lao speechless.
, face flushed with shame.
"Gu also knows another fact. Gu's little junior brother Ying Ruge was just born. He didn't even have time to drink the first mouthful of milk, so he was abandoned by your Mo family." Zhong Xihou sneered again, and his lonely expression became even more...
He took a long breath and continued, "You have some conscience in the Mo family. You didn't directly sacrifice your little junior brother who was still an infant as an animal sacrifice. At least you gave me a way to survive. It was also the way you gave me a way to survive. Today
Today, I have opened a way for you to live in the Mo family. In this way, all grudges are cleared up and we don’t owe each other. Is there anything wrong with that?"
After that, without giving Mo Qu'er a chance to speak to the princess, Zhong Xihou waved his hand, and a gust of wind lifted up Ying Ruge's body.
"Brother Sanqing, Xiaoyu is here, and the Mo family won't have anything to do without me."
Liu Sanqing looked at the princess and others, and then recalled the suffering that Ying Ruge suffered along the way. His pure white face was also calm and expressionless. Liu Sanqing turned into white light again and returned to Ying Ruge's body.
Zhong Xihou walked over slowly, carrying Ying Ruge behind his back. The wind picked up again, and he rode away like a paper kite.
Seeing Ying Ruge being taken away by Zhong Xihou, the princess felt as if her soul had left her body, and her body collapsed to the ground. No matter how angry Mo Qu'er was, when he saw his wife like this, he knelt down beside her with a sad face.
The silent tiger stared at the distant sky where Zhong Xihou turned into stars and disappeared, with complicated emotions in his eyes.
Mo Qu'er looked shocked. How did this dark-faced man from the West know about Ying Ruge's life experience? Why could he still say the word "sacrifice" in his mouth?
Besides, on the other side of the battle, Mo Ming, who possesses the twenty-four channels of Qiyuan, has
Like the help of gods, the more you fight, the braver you become. A mere worldly person with a martial arts training can compete with two heavenly immortals with a mortal body, and even faintly overpowers these two heavenly immortals.
Jian Yuting, on the other hand, seemed to be deliberately playing tricks on the other side. She kept landing and jumping up, shooting like a sharp arrow at the immortals in the sky. Every time she landed and jumped up again, an immortal in white clothes was injured. The flames pointed towards the sky with their arms broken.
The tattooed immortal in white has melted the blood-red ice crystals on his body and regained his freedom.
The immortal wanted to cut Jian Yuting into eight pieces to relieve the hatred in his heart, but the coldness of his body and the fact that he had not yet returned to normal breathing made the fear in his heart outweigh the hatred. When Jian Yuting jumped up again and passed by him
, that ferocious smile and ferocious eyes couldn't help but make his temples feel cold again, and his body couldn't help but retreat.
Even if this immortal in white with the flame pattern facing the sky survives today, his path of cultivation has come to an end because his Taoist heart has shattered.
Even though the white-clothed immortal with the sky-facing flame pattern was no threat to the Mo family or the black dragon at this moment, how could Jian Yuting let him go? As he passed by, he casually formed dozens of ice sword energy and shot at him.
This sword energy was not transformed from the Qi in the Qi source of earthly warriors, but a real immortal magic. If his fellow disciples had not come to protect him, he would have been covered in blood holes at this time.
"Senior Brother Ning Can, Senior Brother Ning Can!"
The words of the fat and white junior brother in front of him should have been very clear, but in the ears of the white-clothed immortal with the flame pattern facing the sky, they were hazy. His eyes saw the junior brother's mouth opening and closing, but what was he saying? Look at that
The shape of his mouth was calling his name, but why were his eyes filled with anxiety?
The eyelids of the white-clothed immortal with the sky-facing flame pattern named Ning Can were heavy, and he couldn't help but close his eyes. Then he fell to the ground as heavy as a thousand kilograms. It happened in just a moment. Even if the junior brother in front of him chased him, he couldn't catch up with the fall of senior brother Ning Can.
speed. Finally, a "bang" was heard, the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.
When the chasing white-clothed immortal stepped onto the ground, Ning Can had already passed out on the broken stone slabs of the Mohist Tianshui Villa.
Originally, the five white-clothed immortals were trying to prevent Jian Yuting from being harassed, and they were trying to completely block the black dragon. At this moment, the leader fainted, and the other person went to check. The situation suddenly changed to three immortals blocking the black dragon and trying to prevent Jian Yu at the same time.
The sneak attacks and harassment of dragonflies.
The frequency of Jian Yuting landing and jumping up gradually increased, causing the three immortals to become increasingly panicked and almost no longer able to resist.
The eyes of the fat white immortal who was guarding Immortal Ning Can burst out with murderous intent. He moved his sword command, and seven flying swords flew out from the sword box behind him, and shot at Mo Ming with lightning speed.
He chose Mo Ming, a worldly person, instead of Jian Yuting, who had hurt his senior brother Ning Can.
This fat white immortal can be considered calm and does not panic. At least at this moment, he clearly understands that only by completely defeating Mo Ming can the remaining members of the group gather together and improve their performance in the face of the enemy.
But in the same way, this fat white immortal finally made a mistake that other brothers had also made. People in the world are all ants, and they can be wiped out with a wave of their hands. However, the ants we met today all have wings and can fly.
Come and go,
What's great is that it's fast. The sharp teeth in these ants' mouths can tear off a piece of their own flesh in one bite.
After teaming up with two other brothers to burn half a stick of incense, the result was that he could not use the flying sword to kill Mo Ming from a distance, nor could he kill Mo Ming up close. The white and fat immortal was so angry that he was originally fair and tender.
His face turned red in an instant. He then cursed: "You are an ant in the world who knows only this kind of tactics, but how dare you fight with a sword in an upright manner!"
Mo Ming found it interesting when he heard this. How could these immortals be so funny? Mo Ming urged Thirteen Hatreds, but the flying swords of these immortals in white were several times stronger than his. How come he was Aza's trick, and they
But it’s considered upright?
Mo Ming raised his sword fingers between his eyebrows, and the twelve spiritual swords that blocked the movements of these immortals and fought with them seemed to be summoned and flew back to Mo Ming, floating and spinning around him. If Mo Ming's appearance was not ruined at this moment,
Dressed elegantly in white, she really looks like an immortal.
Mo Ming raised Mo Yu's sword in his hand, and then said in a cold voice: "Mo Ming, the swordsman of the Mo family, asks the immortal for advice!"
Then the fat white immortal saw Mo Ming stepping on a spiritual sword and flying towards him as if he had been hit by a provoking technique. The fat white immortal showed a scheming smile on his lips. But what he didn't know was that it was his so-called provoking technique.
Lost his own life.
A casual sword strike is the Three Thousand Words in the ruthless swordsmanship. The sword energy bursts out from the dark Mo Yu sword, like a dragon swimming in the field, leaping towards the fat white immortal.
The fat white immortal didn't mind at all that Mo Ming made him the first opponent to deal with. With an evil smile on his face, he didn't use a sword, but struck out with a palm. This palm was an immortal technique that could break mountains.
. How could earthly ants be able to resist the power of immortal magic? But he once again forgot that the ants in front of him were not people like them that immortals could crush to death at will.
Mo Ming did not dodge, and extremely rich Qi emitted from his body. The power of that palm dispersed the sword energy that was swimming like a loach, and then it touched the Qi emanating from Mo Ming's body, but it fell into Mo Ming like water droplets.
The pool disappeared.
Before the fat white immortal showed his surprised expression, he saw a cold light coming towards him, and Mo Yu's sword pierced his chest. The strength, speed, and accuracy of this sword were all excellent, even though the fat white immortal was covered in fat.
The sword was also pierced through the chest and exposed through the back.
Mo Ming pulled out his sword, and the Impermanence Sword he stepped on carried him away quickly, putting a distance away from the other two immortals in white who had been entangled by him before.
The fat white immortal opened his eyes, but the life on his face was gone. Even if their master came, he would have been saved countless times.
The fat body fell to the ground, and the sound of landing was louder than the previous ones. It even broke the stone slab and sank into the ground for a few minutes. His eyes were still open, and what he was looking at was his senior brother, Immortal Ningcan. But
Even if Senior Brother Ning Can woke up at this moment and cried bitterly to him, telling him that he would kill this earthly ant for him and avenge him, he would not be able to see or hear him.
Looking at the two dead immortals and the immortal who was unconscious on the ground with a broken arm, Mo Quer's eyes had complicated emotions. She stared closely at Mo Ming, the little brother who had picked her up, the young master of the Mo family.
At this moment, he seems to have truly become the owner of the Mohist clan and the master of the sword of the Moh clan!