The years when I created the ancient heaven

Chapter 58 Suicide
Mo Chengjun is a man of science and technology, and also a leader in scientific research, but it would be wrong to say that he is ignorant of the world!
A person who can preside over a large scientific research laboratory cannot be a pure scholar.

He just doesn't like meaningless social interaction.

In fact, he has very keen insight, especially when he came to this world, the world became clearer to him when his mind became stronger.

No matter if it was Baihu Qianli or the little flag officer Zhou Tian, ​​when he observed them carefully, the abnormalities and flaws that were unconsciously revealed psychologically and physically could not escape his gaze at all.

In fact, when he came into contact with Master Sun, he became more wary.

After seeing these two people later, I no longer believed anything they said.

His spirit of questioning is not only in scientific research, but also in people's hearts.

It can be said that it is difficult for a person like him to make friends, but the friends he really recognizes are enough for him to treat him sincerely.

Just like Balinger!
Of course, the reason why he was willing to come here, and why he was willing to bring Zhou Tian, ​​was also the result of his careful consideration.

He really wanted to know, what exactly were these people trying to do?
However, he has no intention of directly stepping into the opponent's trap.

So, here, he stopped and exposed Zhou Tian.

Facing Mo Chengjun's gaze, which seemed to be a winning ticket, Zhou Tian felt great pressure. He put his hand on the handle of the knife at his waist and held it tightly.

His true essence also circulated quickly in his body, lifting his clothes and blowing violently in the wind.

The full strength finally reassured him a lot. He looked directly into Mo Chengjun's eyes and said, "It seems that we underestimated you. But you want to get news from me, isn't it too underestimated?" Me?"

Mo Chengjun smiled: "But I think, as long as you are caught, you will still say it."

Zhou Tian also smiled suddenly: "Let's put this aside, then, another question, why do you think the trap I set will be ahead instead of here?"

"here?"

Mo Chengjun seemed to have noticed something, and looked to the left and right, as if he wanted to see something.

Then, he heard Zhou Tian shout.

"Go!"

Before the words fell, Zhou Tian jumped up.

The fierce horse he sat on neighed and backed away, but he stabbed at Mo Chengjun like a sword off the string.

The man was in mid-air, his knife had already come out of his body, amidst the crisp sound of tearing silk, a brand-new cold light pierced the air.

What is even more astonishing is that when the blade passed by, there was a dark red blade radiating through the air, magnifying a phantom several meters long, which seemed to be able to cut through everything.

This is just Zhou Tian. I don't know when, an arrow came from behind Zhou Tian, ​​and the arrow came first.

The arrow pierced through the air, before the sound came, there were only cracked air ripples, rippling layer by layer, this power seemed to be more amazing than the long knife with the blade glow.

And at Mo Chengjun's side, at some point, there was another figure, his figure was illusory, and his sword skills were even more illusory, just a flick of the sword would have infinite sword shadows flickering, piercing the air, but it was silent.

These sword shadows were all rushing towards Mo Chengjun's vital points, before the sword arrived, a dense chill enveloped his whole body.

Innate, and they are three innate powerhouses above the fifth rank, and they are proficient in assassination, and they cooperate with each other tacitly.

The game they set up for Mo Chengjun was to kill him with one blow.

Even though Mo Chengjun was prepared, at this moment, he was amazed at the skill of these assassins.

If he was just an ordinary martial artist or swordsman, he might really be hard to beat with two fists and four hands.

It’s amazing to be amazed, and you must not be soft when it’s time to do it.

Mo Chengjun still sat still, but with the tactic in his hand, the technique he had already prepared suddenly formed.

I saw a violently rotating hurricane rising from the flat ground, directly enveloping Mo Chengjun, and then the whimpering wind continued to expand, expand, outward, and higher, becoming more and more fierce.

Just in a breath, a huge tornado has already formed.

But this is not over yet. At the most intense moment of the tornado, it suddenly disintegrated and turned into countless bluish-white wind knives visible to the naked eye, sweeping away in all directions.

——Fengyun Leifa, Fengfa, Fengdao Tornado.

All the so-called assassins can do at this time is to keep waving their weapons, waving, and waving again, and use the fastest speed to block the seemingly endless wind knives.

But even so, they could only retreat, constantly retreating.

It wasn't until a thousand steps away that the power of the wind knife dissipated that they had a moment to breathe.

At this time, the three of them had already gathered together. Except for Zhou Tian, ​​the other two were all dressed in black and covered their faces with black cloth. All they could see was that one was using a sword and the other was using a bow.

It is worth mentioning that the bow is extremely exaggerated, half the height of a person, and a blade is installed at each end of the longbow, which can be used as a melee weapon.

Just now, this person used the bow blade to break up a lot of wind knives, which is considered unique.

However, although the three of them still had the power to fight, they were all wounded. Each of them had at least seven or eight cuts, dripping with blood, and looked extremely miserable.

The three of them stood in a zigzag shape, looking at Mo Chengjun with horror in their eyes.

It's not that they haven't seen the wind method, in fact, Qian Li comes from the Fufeng sect, and is good at the wind method.

But they have never seen such a fast, fierce, and domineering style that does not give them a chance to survive.

It simply overturned their cognition!
But this was just the beginning. Just when the three of them were about to fight to the death, Mo Chengjun made another tactic and waved his hand, and saw seven or eight lightning balls suddenly appear in the midair, rolling and landing around the three of them. .

The thunderballs were of different colors, but the lightning they released was extremely astonishing. They didn't stay still around the three of them, but moved around like living creatures, constantly changing positions.

Even if there was no attack, there were already traces of lightning released, and they spread into the bodies of the three of them along the long knives, swords and other iron utensils.

Sisi's numbness came to mind, and they all felt that their bodies were out of control.

Well, now, the three of them showed desperate expressions, and they couldn't even escape!

Zhou Tian's face was the most ugly, he looked at Mo Chengjun, trying to suppress his emotions: "You are not from Galaxy Sword Sect at all.

who are you? "

Mo Chengjun was a little weird: "Why can't I be from Galaxy Sword Sect?"

"Nonsense, if you belong to Xinghe Jianzong, why don't you use flying swords, but spells?"

Mo Chengjun's old face turned black, what the hell is which pot does not open and which pot is lifted!

If my sword skills were good enough, I would have uttered sword pills and subdued you all, and I am still here, really!
However, Mo Chengjun still sneered, "Swordsmanship, I know it, but are you qualified to see it?"

It makes sense!

If you can't even handle the tricks at hand, how can you talk about the sword formula at the bottom of the box?

Zhou Tian roared: "Then you are really an inner disciple of Galaxy Sword Sect?"

"No!"

Mo Chengjun shook his head, hehe smiled: "I am the true biography!"

"True biography?" Zhou Tian was stunned: "But what you took out is the identity token of an inner disciple?"

"Yeah, that's mine too, it's my identity token before I became a true biography, why, can't it?

You are all lying to me, so I can't keep a hand? "

What Mo Chengjun said seemed to be very casual, flipped his hand over, took out his true pass token, and tossed it up and down.

Zhou Tian was completely desperate. Just like the gap between the inner sect and the outer sect, the inner sect and the real sect were not at the same level.

If he knew that the other party was a true biography, then he would never come with just three people.

No, there should be no such a fight!
It's just that nothing can be regretted.

Mo Chengjun rode forward on the little donkey, got closer, and said: "Okay, after talking so much, it's time to move, right?

I don't really care what you guys are doing?
I don't care what kind of conspiracy you have?
I came here just to find my brother. If I find him, I will leave. If I confess, I will give you a chance to live. "

"A chance to live?" Zhou Tian smiled bitterly: "No more, really no more."

"What do you mean?"

Before the words were finished, the two masked men had already fallen down limply.

Black blood overflowed from the corners of their mouths, and their whole bodies were also twitching crazily.

Zhou Tian was not much better than them, but he was still supporting his body with a knife, with a miserable expression.

"Fuck, fuck, you guys committed suicide? No, why did you commit suicide?"

Mo Chengjun was also shocked, good guy, it's okay to be cruel to others, but also so cruel to yourself?

This means that suicide is suicide, is it worth it?
Didn't I say I gave you a chance to live?

Why are you so overwhelmed?

Well, at this moment, Mo Chengjun understood.

He was playing it off. After talking for so long, he just wanted to give these people more weight in his heart, and after making them despair, he would confide everything he knew.

He really didn't expect that after playing the game, after despair, they chose to die directly, it was... so sudden!
Seeing the shock and ugliness on Mo Chengjun's face, Zhou Tian, ​​who was about to die, actually felt better, as if his own death was no longer so worthless.

However, in the end, he still exhausted his tone, pointed to the front, and said: "You are here to find Baling'er, so go there.

They are all there, I just hope, you can get out? "

After finishing speaking, he couldn't hold on any longer, and fell to the ground and died!

Mo Chengjun was a little speechless, but he still released the thunderball, controlled the force, and gave them a full-body massage.
Under the crackling electric shock, they didn't make any movement, obviously dead.

At this time, Mo Chengjun stepped forward and searched back and forth several times, trying to find something.

And he really discovered something, first of all, there was a layer of scorched black skin on Zhou Tian's face, after wiping it off, a strange face was revealed again.

In other words, this person is not Zhou Tian at all, but Li Daitao's master.

Secondly, all three of them have the same tattoo, on the inside of the right arm, if you don't pay attention, you can't find it, but if you look closely, they are exactly the same, similar to a lotus-like imprint.

That feeling seems to be the brand of a certain sect.

Other than that, Mo Chengjun didn't find anything else. After thinking for a while, he leaped up on the four-eared donkey demon. From a very high place, he held a monocular and looked in the direction Zhou Tian pointed.

In his field of vision, he saw an abandoned village with ruined walls, overgrown grass, and traces of destruction by some kind of huge monster, which looked like sharp claws, and there were also dark red blood stains scattered around.

Other than that, there seemed to be nothing, no corpses, no insects, and no beasts.

On the surface, everything looks normal here, but there seems to be weirdness everywhere.

Just when Mo Chengjun was hesitating whether to step forward to have a look, the four ears spoke: "I seem to hear something different!"

Mo Chengjun asked: "What?"

The four ears shook their heads slightly, a little uncertain, and hesitantly said: "Like Devil May Cry?"

(End of this chapter)