The Great Immortal of the City

Chapter 433
"Yes, this is revenge, let's go now." Fat Dragon rushed forward excitedly.

Anyway, Mo Huasong said that he would be given some money then, and he liked it.

Feilong excitedly ran to the Jingtian family in front, and kicked open the door of others. "Hurry up, come out, we are here to rob. No, we are here for revenge."

The strength of the Ida family is about the same as that of the Yimu family, so they have been keeping an eye on the situation of the Yimu family.

Unexpectedly, before the warriors they had just sent out to investigate had not responded to the message, it was reported that Mo Huasong was killing all directions outside, killing all those who followed him.

This frightened Patriarch Ida quite a bit, what is this called?How can you kill someone without moving?

Now that Mo Batian came to the door, why not let him be afraid.

Fat Dragon shouted angrily: "There are guests, come and greet them quickly, or we will kill people."

Patriarch Jing Tian ran out in fright and said, "Mo Batian, we didn't offend you."

"No, if you send people to follow us, you are offending us. Hurry up and take out all your resources and money, or we will cut off your limbs." Feilong shouted.

The martial artist behind Patriarch Ida was unwilling, and shouted angrily: "Do you Chinese people still think this is a black country? Do you think you can run rampant just like this? Our country will not let you go."

Mo Huasong sneered, what he was waiting for was words of resistance.

If he didn't kill here, these people wouldn't know his notoriety.

I saw Mo Huasong flying forward, and with the swing of the little white sword, rows of warriors immediately fell into a pool of blood.

No one dared to say anything, and whoever said it would die.

Not long after, Patriarch Jingtian was left alone in the entire Jingtian family. It wasn't that Patriarch Jingtian didn't dare to do anything, but because his legs were cut off, he could only lie on the ground and scream.

The other ninjas of the Ida family were all beheaded.

"Mo Batian, you are a devil, you will die badly." Patriarch Ida looked at Mo Huasong viciously.

"Hehehe, I hope." Mo Huasong sneered: "Don't you black people just like to take over other people's things? I have a small black knife on me, and you want to take it, and now I want to take your things too. Where is it? Good things, I'll go wherever I want them."

Mo Huasong smiled and walked to Patriarch Ida's side, and lightly tapped his index finger on the other's forehead to feel the memory in his mind.

"Not bad." Mo Huasong found the mobile phone from the owner of Ida, and then transferred money to his bank account.

The Patriarch of Ida didn't have much money left, only more than 300 billion. In addition, he still had a lot of good things in his secret room.

Mo Huasong flew inside, opened the secret room, and searched everything inside.

"Here, Brother Batian, you have so much money, give me some too." Fat Long said with a slobbering face.

"I'll give you something now, can you get it?" Mo Huasong asked.

"Then, then give it to me when you go back." Feilong was right after thinking about it, he didn't have space for a storage bag, so he couldn't hold much stuff.

Thinking of this, Feilong ran outside to search for money from the dead.

Feilong's hands and feet were very nimble, and he filled a bag full of money in just a moment.

"Let's go." Mo Huasong walked outside and found a group of warriors in black standing on the street.

The martial artist in front was a master of martial arts. When he saw Mo Huasong, he sneered: "Mo Batian, did you come here whenever you wanted to be the Black Country?"

"Yes, I can come whenever I want, you can't interfere with me." Mo Huasong nodded: "Are you going to kill me now?"

"Yes, we want to kill you." A warrior shouted from behind.

Mo Huasong directly wiped out the Ida family, which has caused a big wave in the Ninja world of the black country.

Now everyone in the ninja world is shouting that Mo Huasong must be killed, and he cannot be left alive.

Therefore, these hundreds of ninjas came here just to kill Mo Huasong.

"Well, you all die." Mo Huasong stopped talking and flew forward.

With a wave of the little white sword in Mo Huasong's hand, those ninjas raised their weapons to resist.

But how could the weapons in the warrior's hands be able to block the little white swords, "Papa papa", those little white swords cut off those weapons, and slashed directly in front.

"Ahhh." Wherever Xiaobaijian went, warriors fell to the ground.

Those warriors were scared, seeing that one-third of their companions had died, they could no longer stay here. "Let's run away quickly."

Those warriors fled to the back in fear, Mo Huasong sneered: "You want to escape? Is it possible?"

"Yin and Yang kill."

Mo Huasong yelled slightly, and two powerful energies flew forward.

Those martial artists who ran ahead only felt a blur in front of them, and then they were crushed by those energies.

"Don't kill us." The warriors screamed.

If they still had a choice, they would never come to look for Mo Batian again.

Mo Batian is really killing demons, whoever provokes him will die.

Not long after, Mo Huasong killed those hundreds of warriors.

The passers-by on the street saw how terrifying Mo Huasong was and how disgustingly killed those warriors, they were so frightened that they squatted there and vomited wildly.

Mo Huasong sneered and said, "Hmph, who dares to provoke me?"

After finishing speaking, Mo Huasong walked towards Heifenglin.

Now there are no missiles attacking Mo Huasong. After all, people like Mo Huasong are very eager to take revenge, and he will take revenge on whoever provokes him.

If he can't be killed with missiles again this time, he may destroy the missile base again.

No, they'd better not mess with Mo Huasong, they'd better hide.

A few hours later, Mo Huasong came to Heifenglin.

This is also a somewhat remote place, and it is close to the sea, and after crossing the sea, it is other countries.

The wind here is very strong. The woods and some hills make him feel that the scenery is good.

Therefore, this is also a place where experts from other countries like to come.

When Mo Huasong stood there, he felt a spiritual energy coming from his nostrils, and he couldn't help but nodded secretly. "No wonder, this place is suitable for practicing."

After speaking, Mo Huasong sat down and practiced with his eyes closed.

Feilong couldn't stay idle, he walked back and forth, touched the ground, and flew to the trees to look into the distance: "Brother Batian, do you think they will attack us with missiles?"

Mo Huasong replied while practicing: "I don't know about this, but if the bombing comes, you will be finished."

Mo Huasong is not afraid of missiles, his spiritual sense is so strong, when he finds danger, he can teleport instantly, and he can leave several kilometers away.

When the missile falls, it won't hit him.

As for Feilong, Mo Huasong glanced at him.

This wretched uncle, he is becoming more and more incomprehensible.

Just like Feilong's current martial arts, it seems to be set, if it is said to be innate, it is innate, there is no need to practice kung fu or take pills, just do it directly.

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