The Great Immortal of the City

Chapter 391 The Powerful Little White Sword
Those who were killed were all subordinates with innate martial arts strength, they were the backbone of Shengtianmen.

It is estimated that in a few years, some of these subordinates will be promoted to master martial arts.But now that he is killed, why doesn't Zou Dayang feel distressed?

Zou Dayang shouted to the Cangcha man: "Cangcha man, let's go together, don't let Mo Batian kill our people."

"Okay, we have the little black sword, so we should be able to deal with Mo Huasong's little white sword." The Cangcha man nodded.

Both he and Zou Dayang are masters of mid-stage martial arts, and they can control the sword with qi.

So, under the internal force of Cangcha people and Zou Dayang, the small black knife in their hands attacked Mo Huasong.

Seeing that Little Black Knife was about to attack Mo Huasong, Xiao Baijian flew back immediately.

"Dangdang", the two little black knives were immediately destroyed by the little white sword like paper.

"Damn, is this a real little black knife?" Zou Dayang screamed.

But he spent 100 billion to buy it back, why is it so useless?
Mo Huasong sneered, and let Xiao Baijian kill the warrior next to him again.

A white light passed by, and a row of warriors fell down.

Those innate martial arts are like scarecrows, there is no way to resist them, they are all finished.

Zou Dayang and Cangcha were stunned, what's going on, are their people so easy to kill?
In just a moment, how many of them were killed, how many people on their side are enough to kill?
The Mo family also exploded.

"Let's go, Mo Huasong is really awesome. He killed a few people with just one swipe. Those are all innate martial arts masters. I think Zou Dayang and the others can't resist. Now the little white sword is still flying there. Zou Dayang and the others have already died a lot."

"That's right, Mo Huasong is so awesome." Those warriors were scared.

Just now they kept talking about going into Mo's house and dealing with Wu Yuzhen.

If Mo Huasong came back by then, he would definitely kill them.

Thinking of this, they were trembling all over.

Damn, Mo Huasong really doesn't dare to mess with him.If they had known this was the case, they would have stopped doing it just now.

"Swish, whoosh, whoosh." With Mo Huasong's anger, Xiao Baijian continued to reap the lives of warriors from Shengtianmen and Cangshan sect.

Sure enough, as Mo Huasong expected, the angrier he got, the more fierce Xiao Baijian killed.

Of course, Mo Huasong's face was also a little pale at this time.

After all, he controlled the sword with true energy, and he directly killed many people just now. Those people's martial arts are quite high, the lowest is innate martial arts, and the highest is the strength of a master, so he also consumed his true energy along the way.

"Zou Dayang, your mother, you said that so many of us can deal with Mo Batian, but now you see, our Cangshan sect has killed several masters and ten innate martial arts fighters, our strength has been greatly damaged." Cang Cha The man cursed angrily.

Zou Dayang was also angry: "Men Cangcha, you ran over as soon as you heard that there was an advantage last night. Didn't I tell you that too? Mo Batian is very powerful, we are going to come out with all our strength. We are born in Tianmen Are there no dead people? We have lost several masters, and we still have many subordinates."

At this time, Zou Dayang and the Cangcha people saw that Mo Huasong was powerful, not only could not take advantage of it, but also suffered so much, they cursed angrily.

But no matter how they scolded, Mo Huasong continued to kill their people.

"Let's stop fighting, run away quickly." Seeing that their sect master and sect master were arguing, those warriors were still fighting, so they ran away as soon as possible.

Immediately, those warriors fled in all directions like birds and beasts.

Xie Tianguang stomped his feet angrily: "Damn, why didn't they fight? Even if it's desperate, they must drag Mo Huasong to die together."

Once these people escaped, it meant that Mo Huasong had won, and they were about to suffer.

Mo Huasong sneered and said, "You want to escape? Is it that easy? Black wisps."

Following Mo Huasong's thoughts, the black ghost fire flew forward excitedly.

I saw it pounced on the warriors in front, and those warriors disappeared without knowing how they died.

"No, that black mist is weird, don't get close to it." The Cangcha man noticed the strangeness of the black ghost fire, and hurriedly backed away.

Hearing Cangcha's reminder, those warriors did not dare to get close to the black ghost fire.

As long as they see niggers coming, they run as fast as they can.

But there were still some martial artists who were almost burned to death with lightness kung fu, and others were killed by Mo Huasong.

There were Shengtianmen and Cangshan sect just now, but now there are only a few people left, and it is not at all beautiful.

"Quick, let's retreat quickly." Zou Dayang was so frightened that he hurriedly retreated inside.

It's a tragedy, so many people died in Shengtianmen this time, including him, there are only three master martial arts masters left in Shengtianmen.

As for the Cangshan faction, it was even worse. Only the Cangcha people were master martial arts masters, and the rest of them were not very capable.

Damn, Mo Batian is still not human, how can he fight so well?

What kind of weapon is that little white sword?Could it be a legendary magic weapon?The more Zou Dayang thought about it, the angrier he became.

And what is that black mist? Why is it so terrifying?

Fortunately, the black mist didn't fly fast, it just killed those innate warriors, it couldn't kill them master masters, otherwise it would really scare him to death.

After Zou Dayang and the others fled inside, the Cangcha people also ran in.

The more he ran outside, the more he would be hunted down by Mo Huasong, so he might as well escape inside.

Anyway, it is the territory of Shengtianmen, so there must be many of them.

When the time comes for Mo Huasong to kill the people from Tianmen, he will sneak away again.

Damn, if he still has to go back on his word, he swears that he won't mess with Mo Huasong, the killer.

Not only is he powerful, but he also has a heart for killing.

As long as he makes a move, he can kill many people.

Especially since he is a master craftsman, the weapons he forges are terrifying.

In the past, others thought that the best for him was the Little Black Sword, but it turned out that the Little White Sword was even more powerful.

In front of Xiao Baijian, that little black knife is scum.

Just for a while, all the warriors who hadn't died fled into Shengtianmen, and the ground was full of corpses.

Hei Guihuo flew to Mo Huasong's side angrily: "Master, my strength is still not enough, I can't catch up with those master masters. Otherwise, I can completely burn them to death."

"Don't talk so much, let's go in and kill people. You go in and kill people. Kill anyone you see." Mo Huasong stared viciously inside.

Zou Dayang and the others dare to hit his mother's idea, that is to die.

When Mo Huasong fell to the ground just now, he had already called Mr. Mo to inquire about the situation there.

Now those enemies didn't do anything again, so he didn't worry about anything.

Besides, with Mu En and the others, and the formation, mother will be fine.

Now, just wait for him to destroy Shengtianmen and Cangshan faction.

"Hahaha, master, I understand, I'll go in and kill them now." The black ghost fire laughed and flew inside.

but……

(End of this chapter)