The Great Immortal of the City

Chapter 320

After Mo Huasong killed the little ghosts, he continued to fly towards the sky.

"Hurry up, block Mo Huasong, don't let him approach me, I hate him." The big head shouted loudly.

Seeing this, Erxichang hurriedly shouted: "Let's help Mr. Mo and deal with those brats."

After finishing speaking, Erxi Chang desperately went to kill the little ghost in front of him.

As long as they pestered the kid, Mo Huasong would have more chances to kill Big Head.

At this moment, Mr. Mo also rushed forward, and the crutch in his hand changed into a weapon for killing people.

"Swish, swish, swish." The crutch in Mr. Mo's hand flicked, smashing the three brats to pieces.

But at the same time, Mr. Mo staggered and almost fell to the ground.

Seeing Mr. Mo like this, Mo Ying shouted in shock: "Master, have you forgotten your body? You can't use force, or you will die today."

Many children of the Mo family have practiced martial arts since childhood, but the Mo family will choose whether to let them continue to practice martial arts according to the talent of the other party.

Mr. Mo has shown a talent for practicing martial arts since he was a child, so his martial arts has also made great progress.

When Mr. Mo was the Patriarch of the Mo family, he was already innate in martial arts, otherwise he would not be able to convince the public.

But in a battle with a foreign enemy, Mr. Mo was severely injured by a powerful enemy in order to save the Mo family warriors.

After being treated by a famous doctor, Mr. Mo's body is fine, but he can't use martial arts forcibly in the future, otherwise something will happen to his body and he may not live for 24 hours.

Therefore, now that Mo Ying saw Mr. Mo take action against those brats, how could he not be shocked?

There was a wry smile on Mr. Mo's face: "Mo Ying, I can't care so much now. If the great elder is not killed, Hua Song may be in trouble, and the Mo family will definitely be finished."

"But you will die." Mo Ying said worriedly.

At that time, Mr. Mo's martial arts were even higher than him, but because he saved Mo's family, he was seriously injured.

Now he has become a master martial arts master, and the old man is about to die.

"No one has died in life since ancient times, and I am also quite old, so I can help Hua Song a little bit." Mr. Mo continued to kill with a cane. "Mo Ying, don't talk so much, hurry up and drag those brats."

At this time, the sky was full of little ghosts flying, and they rushed towards Mo Huasong desperately, trying to kill Mo Huasong.

And that big head was still desperately spitting out little ghosts, and with every move of its mouth, dozens of little ghosts would jump out, like a little ghost making machine.

"Hmph, want to stop me? It's not that easy." Mo Huasong's thoughts moved, and the sword spirit flew forward. Wherever it went, the kid was split in half.

Immediately, Mo Huasong clasped his hands together again, chanting the incantation silently.

I saw Mo Huasong raised his hands, and spell patterns sprinkled forward like waves.

When those magic patterns reached the little ghosts, they were disintegrated and disappeared as if they encountered something terrible.

"I'll go, Mr. Mo is so powerful, he killed those brats immediately." Pang Xiangliang shouted excitedly, waving the small black knife.

"However, I don't think Mr. Mo's face looks good." Pang Wenjun looked at Mo Huasong worriedly.

Whenever Mo Huasong clasped his hands together and recited a mantra silently, his face turned pale.

Those little ghosts rushed towards Mo Huasong one after another, and his face became paler and paler.

What's more terrible is that after those little devils are killed, big heads can continue to be produced. It will really be very troublesome if this continues.

However, although Mo Huasong's face became paler and paler, he was also getting closer to his big head.

As long as he gets closer, he can kill the big head and prevent the other party from releasing so many brats.

"Little devils, hurry up and kill Mo Huasong. He has consumed a lot of internal energy and must not be able to hold on anymore." Big Head screamed.

At the same time, it was also very shocked. Mo Huasong killed at least a few thousand little ghosts just now.

If it weren't for them, these little ghosts were originally void things. As long as it was still alive, Mo Huasong would not be able to kill the little ghosts, and Mo Huasong might have killed all the little ghosts.

Hmph, even if Mo Huasong killed more little ghosts, it would be of no use, it could still be summoned.

Mo Huasong glanced at the sword spirit in front of him, and its face became even paler. It was estimated that it had consumed a lot of aura.

These little ghosts are so hateful, there are so many, if it is not because they do not want them to kill other people, as long as Mo Huasong escapes, they will have nothing to do with Mo Huasong.

But these little ghosts are evil. When they go outside and continue to devour human beings, they will become stronger and stronger, and in the end, they may become ghost generals and kings of ghosts.

"Sword Spirit, hold on, I'm going to kill that big head." Mo Huasong yelled secretly.

It's a pity that the sword spirit doesn't have a sword weapon to rely on, otherwise its attack power will be more than doubled.

Mo Huasong flew up and sprayed a mouthful of blood at the sword spirit.

"Hiss." With the blessing of Mo Huasong's blood essence, Sword Spirit's complexion improved a lot.

Jian Ling cried out distressedly: "Master, I don't want you to spend all your time on my behalf."

That nasty nigger actually lost his chain at a critical moment and didn't come out to help them.

Mo Huasong shook his head and said: "It's okay, I still have a lot of spiritual stones, and I can recover after some practice. On the contrary, you, the recovery speed is very slow, you can't waste too much spiritual power. "

After finishing speaking, Mo Huasong took out a handful of pills and swallowed them, and his complexion improved a lot. "Big head, you must die."

Before the words fell, Mo Huasong rushed towards the big head like lightning, and with a movement of his hand, wind blades slashed towards the big head.

"No, come quickly and kill Mo Huasong." The big head yelled sharply.

Although there were one or two hundred little ghosts around it, Mo Huasong came so menacingly that it felt a breath of death.

"Kill Mo Huasong."

"Mo Huasong must die!"

After eating people, some little ghosts have greatly increased in strength and can speak human words. They rushed towards Mo Huasong desperately.

Suddenly, more than a dozen little ghosts that were bigger than ordinary little ghosts flew towards the back of Mo Huasong, silently, they wanted to sneak attack.

"No, Hua Song, there is a sneak attack from behind." Seeing this scene, Mr. Mo turned pale with fright, and immediately rushed towards Mo Huasong.

I don't know why, but Mr. Mo's speed is very fast at this time, it is actually twice as fast as before.

However, Mr. Mo's face was also frighteningly pale, like a blank sheet of paper.

"Boom." When Mr. Mo flew behind Mo Huasong, he stood there directly, fending off the dozen or so sneak attacking little ghosts.

Seeing that Mr. Mo was blocking them from assassinating Mo Huasong, the dozen or so little ghosts even raised their voices to warn Mo Huasong. They were so angry that they turned their anger on Mr. Mo.

The little devil's attacks landed on Mr. Mo's body one after another. He was like a boat floating in the sea, swaying back and forth, and finally fell limply to the ground.

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