The Great Immortal of the City

Chapter 651: Third Grade Rune Attack
Only fighting the strong can make him stronger.

Therefore, Mo Huasong does not use weapons, nor does he use black ghost fire and sword spirit, he wants to fight the opponent desperately.

"Boom boom boom." Mo Huasong kept punching the opponent.

More than a dozen masters joined forces to attack, and their combat power was already stronger than that of Nascent Soul stage masters.

Therefore, when Mo Huasong was desperately fighting with them, their attacks fell on Mo Huasong one after another.

Although Mo Huasong had practiced the body refining technique, when so many attacks fell on him, he was still beaten until he vomited blood.

But the masked men in front were also punched to death by Mo Huasong.

"Let's go on, we must kill Mo Batian, he is dying soon." Master Zhilai shouted excitedly behind him.

Die, it's better if some of the masters who came to help die, and there will be more things at that time.

Those masked men were also very excited after hearing Master Zhi Lai's words, and rushed forward one after another.

Another battle broke out, and in the dark, there were some figures floating, but they did not appear.

Mo Huasong snorted coldly: "Just because of you, do you want to kill me? What a joke, you will pay the price."

After finishing speaking, Mo Huasong continued to use the style of killing one thousand enemies and self-defeating eight hundred, causing those masked men to back off one after another.

After the battle just now, he had already killed six people on the other side, and there were only a dozen or so people left.

Master Zhilai and Fan Lao also joined the battle, and this time they poured out all their troops.

If Mo Batian couldn't be killed, there was no other way.

And they have been recognized by Mo Batian, if Mo Batian does not die, they will be in big trouble according to Mo Batian's previous style.

"Come on, continue." Mo Huasong shouted.

This kind of battle is very cool, as long as he doesn't die, his strength will be greatly improved in the future.

Otherwise, wouldn't it be a waste that he used so many pills and spirit stones?
"Boom bang bang."

Mo Huasong's body became more and more unbearable. Those masked attacks fell on him as if they didn't want money, including those little white swords.

Those masked men became more and more surprised as they fought, because to the extent that they tried the little white sword, even ordinary spiritual weapons would be broken by the little white sword in their hands.

But when Xiaobaijian was on Mo Batian's body, he was only slightly injured, and some blood flowed out, so there was nothing serious about it.

Could it be that Mo Batian's body is stronger than Lingshi?How is this possible?
But when they attacked Mo Huasong, Mo Huasong also punched them.

It's okay for them to beat Mo Huasong, but it's okay for Mo Huasong to punch them.

"Papa papa." A few more masked men fell to the ground and died.

At this time, there were only six people besieging Mo Huasong.

Mo Huasong took out a elixir and swallowed it. In just an instant, his bleeding body stopped immediately.

"No, Mo Batian is too strong, let's run away." Seeing that the situation was wrong, Mr. Fan turned his head and said to Master Zhilai next to him.

Master Zhilai nodded, Su Weidong and the others had the upper hand, the two men who chased Feilong never killed Feilong, and let Feilong take them all over the street.

"Let's go." Master Zhilai nodded, turned around and flew back.

Mo Huasong sneered, "You all want to leave like this? Is it possible?"

After finishing speaking, Mo Huasong took out the little white sword and charged forward.

Sure enough, the little white sword Mo Huasong used himself was different from other people's little white swords.

And when Mo Huasong swung the little white sword, the powerful spiritual force directed the little white sword to strike forward.

"Ah." The masked man in front screamed and fell to the ground.

Another masked man fled to the right, but Xiao Baijian spun in the air, and immediately turned back and shot at the other party.

With a whoosh, the masked man was also killed.

"Ah." Su Weidong also killed a masked man, and the remaining masked man must not be his opponent.

Mo Huasong flew over again, killed the other two escaped masked men, and then flew towards Master Zhilai and Fan Lao.

Now, there are only these two people left, and they have been running forward at a very fast speed.

However, no matter how fast they were, they couldn't be faster than Mo Huasong.

Mo Huasong changed his shape and flew towards them.

In just a moment, Mo Huasong flew behind them.

"Hmph, do you two still want to escape?" Mo Huasong sneered, raising the little white sword in his hand.

It was too late, but soon, Master Zhilai and Mr. Fan turned around suddenly. They held a few runes in their hands and threw them at Mo Huasong together.

"Boom boom boom."

A dozen or so third-grade runes immediately exploded on Mo Huasong's body, trapping him in groups.

At this time, Master Zhi Lai and Fan Lao did not run away, but turned around and watched proudly.

"Mo Batian, these third-level runes cost me a lot of money, and I use them in times of crisis." Master Zhilai smiled triumphantly. "It's full of attack runes, with spiritual attacks, poisonous attacks, etc. Can you still live?"

Fan Lao also smiled triumphantly: "These runes of mine carry the will of a strong man. Even a master in the Nascent Soul stage will die if they are bombed by them. If you, Mo Batian, don't die, then I will kill myself on the spot .”

The people in the dark were secretly shocked when they heard what Fan Lao and Master Zhilai said.

It seems that it is not that simple for these two people to stand tall in Ancient Tree City.

You must know that some rune attacks, as long as they are thrown by them, even the strong will die.

Just now they ran away on purpose, which attracted Mo Batian to chase them.

Mo Batian thought that they had no backup, and they were careless for a while, so he fell into his way.

If in a normal fight, Mo Batian would run away desperately when he saw the opponent throwing runes, the possibility of being hit was very small.

"Oh, Mo Batian is going to be finished this time." Someone said secretly in the dark.

"Hua Song." Mu En yelled loudly after killing the masked man in front of him.

The place where Mo Huasong was standing just now was blasted into a big hole like a basketball court by more than a dozen runes. The houses on both sides were also bombed and collapsed, and some people screamed.

It seems that this attack is very terrifying. No wonder Fan Lao and the others are so confident. This kind of third-rank rune attack is very terrifying. Mo Huasong is in the opponent's way.

Master Zhi Lai said to Fan Lao: "Mo Batian is dead, his subordinates are nothing to be afraid of. It's a pity, those things on him are gone."

That's why Master Zhilai and the others didn't attack with runes from the beginning. If Mo Batian was killed by blowing up, the things on him would also be blown up.

How can the storage bag withstand such an attack?Unless it is a magic weapon for storage.

"Oh, there's no other way. If we didn't throw the attack runes just now, we would have been killed by Mo Batian. Just now I felt the strong murderous aura on my back." Fan Lao said helplessly.

(End of this chapter)