The Great Immortal of the City

Chapter 29 I Don't Like You

Today is my birthday, happy birthday to myself.

Mu Fanxuan turned pale with fright when she heard what Ma Jun said.

Mo Huasong may not know the strength of the martial arts sect, but she does.

Those people's martial arts are so strong that they are not afraid of other people at all.

In the past, Mu Fanxuan also wanted to invite two martial arts masters to be bodyguards, but when he heard that each of these masters would cost hundreds of years of annual salary, he stopped hiring.

There is no reason to offend these people, only to be killed by them.

"Mo Huasong, hurry up and leave." Mu Fanxuan gritted her teeth and told Mo Huasong to leave here quickly.

Although she hated Mo Huasong very much in her heart, for some reason, at this moment, she didn't want Mo Huasong to die here.

"Damn, Mu Fanxuan, you care so much about Mo Huasong, how dare you say you didn't cuckold me?" Seeing that Mu Fanxuan cared so much about Mo Huasong, Ma Jun told Mo Huasong to run away quickly, so he didn't vent his anger. up. "Brother Big Head, hurry up and break all five of this kid's legs."

Mo Huasong looked at Mu Fanxuan in surprise. She was aggressive with him just now, but when she was in danger, she seemed to want him to escape again.

When Mu Fanxuan saw that Mo Huasong not only didn't run away quickly, but was still looking at her, she stomped her feet angrily.

This rascal man, at this moment, why is he still looking at her? He should run away quickly, is he dying?

The two big heads rushed over. They wanted to catch Mu Fanxuan one by one and destroy Mo Huasong by the other.

At this time, the sword spirit appeared from the sky.

Mo Huasong glared at Sword Spirit: "You don't even have the strength to fight now, what are you doing here?"

"Hee hee, master, I just came out to watch the excitement." Jian Ling stuck out his pink tongue, looking naughty and cute. "That sister Mu Fanxuan is still very kind to you, and told you to run away at a critical moment. I think she may like you."

"I don't want her to like it." Mo Huasong disagreed.

My own woman, whether she likes it or not, just listen to her own words.

Sword Spirit continued: "Master, it's not right for you to deal with it like this. Sometimes killing won't solve the problem. If Ma Jun goes out and says that you two have an affair, it will damage Sister Mu Fanxuan's reputation."

Mo Huasong didn't talk to Sword Spirit because Datou and the others rushed forward.

When the warrior stretched out his right hand to grab Mo Huasong, Mo Huasong's right hand moved, a black light flashed, and the warrior screamed: "My hand hurts so much."

A palm fell to the ground, the warrior's right hand was left with only the wrist, and the palm was cut off by Mo Huasong's small black knife.

But the little black knife appeared quickly, and was also withdrawn quickly. Everyone only saw Mo Huasong's right hand move, but did not see how he made the move.

The big head over there saw Mo Huasong's shot, and backed away in surprise. "What weapon are you holding?"

Having said that, the big head drew a short knife from his body.

Just now his junior brother suffered from not using a weapon. Now that he is on guard, he is not afraid.

"Okay, if I want to cut off one of your hands, you won't count if you can't speak." Mo Huasong walked forward while talking.

"Hmph, Mo Huasong, you hurt Brother Maotou just now because you stabbed someone in the back. Otherwise, with Brother Maotou's five-fold acquired martial arts, killing you is like playing for fun." Ma Jun behind shouted arrogantly with.

Datou looked closely at Mo Huasong's right hand. Just now Mo Huasong was able to silently cut off Junior Brother Maotou's hand like tofu, maybe it was a good weapon.

But now he also used weapons, so he wasn't afraid of Mo Huasong.

"Whoosh." The big head bullied forward, and the short knife in his hand drew an afterimage in the air, and quickly slashed towards Mo Huasong's chest.

Mo Huasong hurt his younger brother, he will not let Mo Huasong go.

The big head is very confident in the dagger in his hand, it is a sharp weapon that he bought with a lot of money, although it is not as good as a treasure, but it also cost him a lot of money.

As long as he took out this short knife, he could cut off Mo Huasong's strange weapon.

Mo Huasong snorted coldly, shook his right hand, and there was another black light, and the dagger in Datou's hand snapped off.

The sword spirit at the side looked at the little black knife in Mo Huasong's hand, shook his head secretly and said, "Master, your little black knife is really bad."

"No way, I haven't found good materials to refine the magic weapon." Mo Huasong shrugged helplessly.

"What?" The big head was shocked when he saw the broken knife in his hand.

Suddenly, surprise appeared in Datou's eyes: "Are you a treasure?"

The big head looked greedily at the little black knife in Mo Huasong's hand. If he could get this treasure, he would definitely be even more powerful.

"Boy, you're asking for your own death." The big head yelled angrily, emitting powerful internal force from his whole body.

Originally, their martial arts practitioners should not use force to kill ordinary people.

But the treasure in Mo Huasong's hand made him red-eyed, so he didn't care so much, let's talk about getting rich and killing him first.

"Papa papa." The internal force brought out by the big head knocked Mu Fanxuan and the others back more than ten steps in a row, only then did Mu Fanxuan realize how terrible martial arts people are.

The Ma family is the Ma family, and the bodyguards invited here are all so powerful.

Ma Jun laughed loudly: "Mo Huasong, you are going to die this time, you made Big Brother use all his strength."

But before Ma Jun finished laughing, Datou shot again, and his figure flew towards Mo Huasong like a ghost.

The attacking right hand carried powerful internal force, even if it was a wall, it would be smashed by the big head.

It was getting closer, getting closer and closer to Mo Huasong, but Mo Huasong stood there without moving, expressionless.

When the big head was about to smash Mo Huasong's chest, there was a flash of black light, and the powerful big head just now fell to the ground like a mutilated bull, his right arm was gone, and blood sprayed out.

"What, what's going on here?" Ma Jun couldn't believe his eyes, he suspected that he was dreaming.

This is a master of the Canglong faction, why did Mo Huasong cut off his arm?

No, I'm running away.Ma Jun was so frightened that he hurriedly turned around and was about to run away.

How could Mo Huasong let him escape? Just as he was about to chase him out, the sword spirit said to Mo Huasong: "Master, let me come. Although I can't fight, I can make people confused for a while."

Ma Jun, who had just run outside, suddenly trembled, and stood there as if being possessed by a ghost.

Brother Datou sealed his acupuncture points to prevent bleeding from the severed hand, so he picked up the severed hand and ran outside.

The little black knife in Mo Huasong's hand was too scary, so he had better run away before making any plans.

Unexpectedly, when they ran outside, Ma Jun suddenly screamed: "Big head, don't go, I have liked you for so long, let me play."

Before he finished speaking, Ma Jun threw his big head to the ground.

"Ma Jun, your mother, I don't like you." The big head looked at the severed hand that fell over there, and roared angrily.

If he doesn't take his severed hand to the hospital to get it back quickly, he may become a disabled person.

But how could Ma Jun let him go, I saw that Ma Jun quickly took off all his clothes...

Thank you, I think I will become a tip from you, Lan Pengyou and Brother Puzhou.

(End of this chapter)