The Great Immortal of the City

Chapter 443 I'm Waiting For You
In the capital, there are also undercurrents surging.

Mo Huasong was approached by fighter jets this time, and then bombed by dozens of missiles, he would definitely not survive.

I heard that Wu Yuzhen got the ten trillion yuan that Mo Huasong snatched back from the black country this time, and the little black knife is also there, which really makes people jealous.

"Ring ring ring." Mr. Long's cell phone rang first.

He answered the phone, his face changed, and he shouted angrily: "Long Weiguo, your mother, I order you now to take all the warriors at home from the Long family to Mo's house immediately. Who dares to harm Yuzhen and the others, Lao Tzu Just fight with him."

They didn't stand up well last time, so they didn't get Mo Huasong's attention.

No matter what this time, he will stand by the Mo family.

Seeing that Mr. Long had given the order, Mr. Hong also called immediately: "Hong Zhengying, I order you to bring the Hong family warriors to Mo's house immediately. We will fight with our lives to anyone who dares to treat our in-laws."

This time the Hong family has two more masters of martial arts, and their strength is very strong.

Seeing that Mr. Hong hung up his cell phone, Mr. Long said with a smile, "Old Hong, our Long family already has two master martial arts masters, and they are not weak anymore."

"Oh. That's right. Our Hong family has four master masters, so they're not weak." Mr. Hong sighed deliberately, as if he couldn't compare with the Long family.

Mr. Long suddenly became speechless, and his old face was slapped.

Mr. Mo also smiled and said: "Thank you, with the masters you sent over, plus the eight martial arts masters from our Mo family, they should be able to deal with those who want to offend us."

"What? There are eight masters in the Mo family?" Mr. Long and Mr. Hong shouted in surprise.

Yes, it seems that I heard that Mo Huasong gave the Mo family twenty pills when he saw many warriors died in the Mo family.

With these pills, can their Mo family still fly?
Regardless, even if the sky falls this time, they must protect Wu Yuzhen.

Mr. Mo immediately called Mo Ying over and ordered the Mo family to start martial law.

Whoever breaks in unannounced will die.

Some warriors in the capital heard that both the Long family and the Hong family were standing with the Mo family, and Long Xi didn't say anything, so how could they dare to act rashly?

Some warriors rushed home as soon as they left the house.

The union of the three families, without the presence of a powerful organization like Longxi, whoever passes will die.

Just when everyone was suspicious, Mo Huasong got up from the ground in embarrassment with a face like black charcoal.

The explosion just now was very powerful, he desperately burned his blood, used the body training technique to the extreme, and let the black ghost fire block in front to save his life.

However, he is seriously injured now, and his fighting power is only one-tenth of what it used to be.

Mo Huasong walked out, took out the phone from the space ring, and looked at it. There were a lot of messages, all of which were missed calls, including his mother.

Mo Huasong was afraid that his mother would be worried, so he called her back.

"Hua Song, is that you?" Wu Yuzhen called out in surprise.

"Of course it's me, Mom. Don't worry about me anymore. I'll be fine. Even if I don't come back for a while, I'm just going to practice. Just take care of yourself." Mo Huasong comforted his mother.

"As long as you have nothing to do, I won't bother you anymore." Seeing that her son had nothing to do, Wu Yuzhen understood the general situation and stopped talking and hung up the phone.

When the Mo family heard that Mo Huasong was fine, they immediately became overwhelmed.

There was also a burst of cheers from the Dragon's Breath organization. They really didn't expect that Mo Huasong would be so powerful.

"No, Master Batian is in trouble again." The three dragons stared at the screen and exclaimed in surprise.

It turned out that at the place where Mo Huasong was bombed, hundreds of ninjas appeared.

They saw that Mo Huasong was bombed by a missile. Even if he survived, he would be seriously injured and unable to fight anymore. How could they let go of such a good opportunity.

When Mo Huasong saw the ninjas who came out, he sneered and said, "Do you think you can deal with me?"

"Mo Batian, don't be brave. With so many missiles exploding, you will die even if you are a god. Even if you don't die, you won't have much fighting power." A Daren in front looked at Mo Huasong's scarred appearance , with a look of relief.

Hahaha, Mo Batian must die.

Mo Huasong said with a smile: "Really? Do you know why I have been like this all the time, without healing?"

While talking, Mo Huasong ate a blood recovery pill.

This is where Mo Huasong has his strength. As long as he doesn't die, he can recover after taking a blood recovery pill.

"Why?" the one asked in bewilderment.

"Because I want you to come and add insult to injury, so that I can find out who wants to kill me, and I can kill you." Mo Huasong laughed.

As the blood recovery pill fell into his stomach, Mo Huasong felt his true energy recovering rapidly.

It really is a good thing, if it weren't for those blood-returning grasses with three dragon heads, I wouldn't be so calm and escaped early in the morning.

"Hahaha, Mo Batian, just brag." Da Ren laughed at Mo Huasong. "I've checked your information, and I know that you like to brag, no matter where you are, you like to brag. Now, I want to see if you still have the life to brag."

As soon as the words fell, Mo Huasong swung the little white sword in his right hand, and the white light shot towards Da Ren violently.

Others don't know that every time Mo Huasong experiences a life-and-death experience, his strength will improve a lot.

The missile explosion just now allowed Mo Huasong's strength to advance to the eighth level of the seven-turn Qi refining period.

And those raging fires also benefited the black ghost fire a lot.

Otherwise, the black will-o’-the-wisp would consume a lot of energy to resist the missile explosion.

Now the black ghost fire is not only full of energy, but also improved a lot compared to before.

Fire is the best nutrition for black will-o'-the-wisps.

"Ah." As soon as Da Ren raised his hand to fight back, he was struck by Xiao Bai's sword, his body was cut in half, and he died.

"No, Mo Batian doesn't seem to be injured yet?" The ninja behind realized that something was wrong, but it was already too late.

Mo Huasong is now going to kill those enemies who want to harm him, how can he be lenient?
"Kill." Mo Huasong roared, not only Mo Huasong shot, but also Hei Guihuo and Sword Spirit.

The ninjas also started to attack Mo Huasong with all the weapons in their hands.

But where are they Mo Huasong's opponents?Especially the black ghost fire and the sword spirit are hidden in the dark, they don't even know that the other party is by their side.

When things turned out to be wrong, they had already been attacked.

In just an instant, half of those ninjas were killed or injured, and the ninjas behind would not dare to fight Mo Huasong again, they all turned their heads and ran away.

"You still want to run?" Mo Huasong snorted coldly, and directly used Yin Yang to kill.

Those two terrifying energies were like life-threatening devils, quickly killing those ninjas who fled outside.

For a moment, Mo Huasong was the only one left around.

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