The Great Immortal of the City

Chapter 422

The black ghost fire also knows how to maintain its own strength, and it didn't burn all the ninjas at once.

Anyway, it’s enough to burn until the other party dies. Is it necessary to make it spend so much effort to burn the person completely?

Mo Huasong walked up to Lord Jinsang, and with a movement of his right hand, Xiaobaijian chopped off his left leg.

"Ah." Master Jinsang screamed again.

At this time, Lord Jinsang found that his dantian had been abolished, just like ordinary people.

Therefore, his pain at this time cannot be described in words.

Mo Huasong cut off the left hand of Jinsang's thigh with another sword. He lost his limbs, but he was not dead yet.

Mo Huasong said with a sneer: "This is just the midfield, the second half will be even more exciting."

After finishing speaking, the little white sword in Mo Huasong's hand kept waving, and the meat from Lord Jinsang's body fell piece by piece, like a duck being sliced.

"Ah, Mo Batian, kill me, don't torture me, I can't take it anymore, I would rather die now." Master Jinsang screamed desperately.

He wanted to commit suicide, but he couldn't commit suicide at all, he could only wait for death slowly.

But this kind of torture made him unable to bear it at all.

Master Jinsang has killed countless people in his life, but he has never encountered such a method of torture.

He swore that if he still regretted taking medicine, he would never mess with Mo Huasong again.

Not long after, only the bones remained on Mr. Jinsang's body, and all the flesh was peeled off. The scene was very scary.

"Ah." The ninjas who had just rushed out couldn't help screaming in horror when they saw that their Lord Jinsang had only one head, but there was no piece of meat on his body, and it was all bones.

Terrible, terrible, how could this be?
You must know that Lord Jinsang is the most powerful master in their organization, he was killed, can they beat Mo Batian?

"Hehehe, you guys came just in time. I was just about to find you out and kill you all." Mo Huasong smiled sinisterly, his voice seemed to have just emerged from hell.

"Bage, there are so many of us, don't be afraid, let's go together and kill him." The ninjas saw the little white sword in Mo Huasong's hands, and their eyes gleamed greedily.

They knew that Mo Huasong's little white sword was very powerful, so they directly killed the masters of Shengtianmen and Cangshan sect.

If they can get it, the fighting power must be very strong.

And they still have many master martial arts masters here, can't they kill Mo Huasong?
So, these ninjas rushed forward, and the attacks flew towards Mo Huasong like a storm.

"Hmph, it's just in time. I'm just about to try my five hundred dragon power." Mo Huasong sneered, and punched forward.

This punch was done with [-]% of Mo Huasong's strength, and it surged forward like a tsunami.

"Boom boom boom!"

The powerful attack caused the ninjas in front to fall down like paper, and they didn't even have time to scream.

And the ninja behind can scream, but the end is the same, die!
"No, Mo Batian is too strong, hurry up and report to your superiors, we are going to die." Some ninjas who were not killed shouted in fear.

Someone hastily pressed the emergency siren, and the entire manor blared.

Mo Huasong looked at the ninjas running backwards, and said with a sneer, "If you want to run, how is it possible?"

"Yin and Yang kill."

Mo Huasong yelled, his hands swirled in front of him, and then two powerful wind blades burst out, rushing forward.

"Ahhh." Those ninjas who escaped fell to the ground and died.

At this time, Mo Huasong's strength could not be compared with before, so his current yin and yang killing power was many times greater than before.

The ninjas who hadn't been killed were also rushed up by the black ghost fire to kill them.

Immediately, the headquarters of the Black Gold Organization was like a slaughterhouse, and inhuman screams could be heard everywhere.

"Crack." Suddenly, a red flare was fired from the manor, and I don't know what it meant.

Mo Huasong didn't care what flares the other party sent, as long as someone came over, he would kill them together.

Those people thought that if they hijacked Long Yun, they could blackmail him, which is really a fantasy.

Because Mo Huasong couldn't find where Long Yun was, he simply stopped looking and waited for the enemy to appear.

When Mo Huasong proposed to give Xiaobaijian first, Lord Jinsang and the others were very happy, thinking that they had taken advantage of it. After all, Xiaobaijian was much better than Xiaoheidao.

But how did they know that Mo Huasong attached the sword spirit to the little white sword, which was undoubtedly equivalent to a tracker.

After Mo Huasong entered the small room of the hotel in the small town, he immediately fled with light kung fu.

How can a master like him be monitored by satellite and other monitoring?
According to the information given by Sword Spirit, Mo Huasong followed to the headquarters of the Black Gold Organization.

But because he hadn't found out where Long Yun was, Mo Huasong still didn't dare to act rashly.

Mo Huasong was still outside the manor, checking the situation inside with his spiritual sense.

When Long Yun was released, Mo Huasong took revenge.

"Whoosh." Seeing that there was nothing to do with it, the sword spirit returned to Mo Huasong's mind to rest.

After an hour just now, she was also tired.

Hei Guihuo proudly said to Mo Huasong: "Master, I'm still very powerful, and I killed many enemies at once."

"Well, yes, how many pills did you burn?" Mo Huasong asked.

"Cough, cough, cough." Black Willow coughed in embarrassment. "Master, it's a bit difficult for me to improve my strength now. I don't have any fire for me to absorb, and you don't give me more pills or thousand-year-old ginseng. It's really troublesome."

Mo Huasong scolded: "I gave you a lot of pills last night, do you have the nerve to say so?"

"I don't eat much, not much." Hei Guihuo shook his head.

Suddenly, Mo Huasong felt that he was locked, and a sense of crisis immediately came to his heart.

"No, run away." Mo Huasong put his arms around Long Yun's slender waist without saying a word, and immediately ran outside.

Just as Mo Huasong flew up, a flame fell on the place where he was standing just now.

"boom."

The sky-shattering explosion was very terrifying.

The black ghost fire has returned to Mo Huasong's mind, and he shouted in fear: "Master, what is that? I suspect that if I am hit by the bomb, I will die."

"It's more powerful than a bomb. I don't know what it is. After all, it's my first experience." Mo Huasong shook his head.

At this time, Mo Huasong had already flown out of the headquarters of the Black Gold Organization, but the manor had been blown to the ground, which was very scary.

Mo Huasong was very shocked, and when he was about to go back to check what was going on, he felt locked again.

"Long Yun, close your eyes and don't be afraid." Mo Huasong ran forward with all his lightness kung fu.

"boom."

Another burst of fire came out, and it landed directly on the place where Mo Huasong was just now.

(End of this chapter)