City Marshal

Hearing Chutian's words, the Mo family subconsciously looked at Mo Yunfeng.

Mo Yunfeng's old face turned red and he was almost out of breath. Although Chutian gave the Mo family a chance to survive, it was a treaty that completely humiliated the country. After the death of eight relatives including his own son, it would be impossible for anyone to accept Chutian's proposal. peace talks, but this kid pinned all the evil causes on himself.

This is obviously sowing discord!Mo Yunfeng clenched the sandalwood crutch tightly, and said through gritted teeth: "Chutian, you are too insidious and despicable. You want to provoke the relationship between our master and servant in front of me. Do you think the Mohists will believe you? Believe in the villain? I made an appointment for a life-and-death battle tomorrow night, but launched an attack on Mofu ahead of schedule!"

Chu Tian casually touched his head, and said with a generous smile: "Chu Tian has always been a gentleman to a gentleman, and a villain to a villain. Didn't your master of the Mohist attack and kill me several times? Why did you keep your word at that time? What's more, even if I come to attack the Mo family tomorrow night, you can't stop my elite army!"

"Even adding hundreds of wronged souls in vain, let Mo Yunfeng make you do wrong again!"

Mo Yunfeng lifted his crutches and slammed them to the ground, and the broken bricks, porcelain and stones scattered in all directions: "Chutian, stop talking nonsense, tonight either you die or I die. God swears to seal the sword and take it away from the mountain, but tonight I will break the precept for you, and I will do my best to kill you shameless little thief!"

Chu Tian shrugged his shoulders and said lightly, "Here's your whole body!"

"Qiang! Qiang!"

Lie Yi and Tian Yangsheng unsheathed the Tang Dao and Hei Dao almost at the same time. Although Mo Yunfeng is old and faltering, he is still the founder of Mohism in Taiwan. How can a non-grandmaster achieve the prestige of Mohism?What's more, the strength with which he swung his cane was enough to shock the world, sweeping away all his ordinaryness.

If you give her that seemingly domineering sandalwood crutch twice, it is guaranteed that Chutian's head will be splashed away like broken bricks and rocks on the ground. Almost miraculously, his body straightened suddenly, his thick white hair fluttered in the wind, and his clothes swayed back.

Chu Tian nodded slightly, ginger is still old and hot.

Every wrinkle on Mo Yunfeng's face radiated a strange light of hatred, and the pupils under the half-covered eyelids shot out arrow-like sharp lights. The shape was extremely strange, and a ferocious smile burst out from the corner of his mouth, and then he tapped on the stairs. Leaping towards Chutian, Gu Jian's eyes were full of murderous intent, and he picked up two machetes on his toes and shot at Mo Yunfeng.

The two machetes crossed and spun, hitting Mo Yunfeng like a windmill.

Mo Yunfeng's eyes flashed with astonishment, and he rose up like a ghost with lightning speed. When the machete came to his feet, he tapped on the machete with his toe swiftly, dang dang!The two machetes made of fine steel were shattered inch by inch, and the crutch in his hand swept out, reflecting dozens of machete fragments towards Chutian with an extremely fierce aura.

This move is very lethal, even dodging is also very difficult.

Appreciation and dignity flashed in Gu Jian's eyes, and the white coat flashed out of him almost at the same time, like a white curtain all over the sky, rolling towards the machete fragments, whoosh!Sharp fragments were shot into the white clothes one after another, but they did not come out of the clothes as Mo Yunfeng imagined, and more of them disappeared without a sound.

Gu Jian raised the white robe and shook it, and the pieces fell out one after another.

Mo Yunfeng stopped his figure, looked at Chu Tian and sighed softly: "No wonder the Mo family's children failed to assassinate you in the mainland, even Mo Yun and Mo Wu also died in Hainan. It's not that they are too incompetent or unlucky, but because you There are too many masters, Chu Tian, ​​it seems that it is still full of variables to kill you tonight!"

Chu Tian smiled slightly, and responded lightly: "But killing you is a certainty!"

Mo Yunfeng was choked half to death by Chu Tian, ​​and then he laughed loudly: "Chu Tian, ​​you are really arrogant! The old man's killing you is full of variables, and you want to kill me, Mo Yunfeng, it is even more idiotic. When Taiwan was a master, you were probably still unborn in your mother's womb, boy, die!"

With a calm expression, Chu Tian sneered, "Old Antique! Lie Yi, send him on his way."

Lie Yi nodded slightly, and it was officially a duel with Mo Yunfeng. Tian Yangsheng and Gu Jian slowly retreated to Chutian's side to protect, while Nameless Nie and others who came in from the back door continued to clean up the Mohist children. The bloody storm screamed again and again, whether it was resistance or surrender, they were all doomed to die by the knife.

The enemies who tried to draw their guns to fight back were chopped into meat paste.

Not long after, the entire Mohist family gradually became quiet, only the sound of the fire burning the building continued, and the smell of burning was occasionally blowing over with the wind. Dozens of members of the big circle breathed heavily Mo Yunfeng and panicked Si Surrounded by five cronies, they waited quietly for the shocking battle between Lie Yi and Mo Yunfeng.

At the end of the road, Mo Yunfeng showed a calm look.

The sandalwood cane was slowly turning in Mo Yunfeng's hand, and amazing power was being poured into it slowly. Lie Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, knowing that if old man Mo got the upper hand, he would be very obedient. , Tang Dao flashed like lightning, following the rushing footsteps, he slashed at Mo Yunfeng like a rainbow.

A strong energy immediately permeated the surroundings.

Although the big circle brothers are tough and ferocious, they can be regarded as good players, but they are far behind the masters in the circle. When Lie Yi moved, they felt an explosive cyclone around Lie Yi, cutting their bodies and causing pain. He stepped back in shock, while his eyes showed admiration and admiration for the strong.

Mo Yunfeng didn't expect Lie Yi to be so tyrannical, but he was unafraid and even ignored it.

He staggered and moved two meters away from the ground, not only dodging Lie Yi's sharp attack, but also passed through the shadow of the knife and came in front of Chu Tian. His withered hand swung forward like an eagle's claw, and immediately burst into flames. The shadows of sticks overwhelming the sky surged towards Chutian, and Mo Yunfeng never forgot to kill Chutian as his goal.

Regardless of the speed and stiffness, it has reached the point where it is unbelievable.

The most powerful thing is that every time he swung the stick, he would produce a force like a sharp blade, making it difficult to block. The sound of "chi chi", like pearls falling on a jade plate, could not stop, Chu Tian was secretly surprised at the old man's domineering, but But he didn't retreat half a step to dodge, because the lone sword was already lying in front of him, and his left hand picked up the machete arm guard.

Chu Tian yelled lightly: "Old Mo, you are killing yourself!"

At the same time, Lie Yi turned back and attacked Mo Yunfeng.

Mo Yunfeng, who felt that it was difficult to kill the Gujian, had no choice but to save Kongmen. Facing Lieyi's offensive, he snorted coldly, and quickly concentrated his skills on his arms. In an instant, the muscles on the arm bulged much more than before, and the sandalwood crutches swept away the Tang knife that Lie Yi had slashed.

The left fist hit Lie Yi's chest, before the fist arrived, the wind of the fist arrived.

The chest is the place where everyone must save, not to mention Mo Yunfeng's domineering fist. Lie Yi hurriedly withdrew the Tang knife when he was surprised, and protected his chest like lightning. At almost the same time, Mo Yunfeng's fist Just hitting Lie Yi's Tang Dao, Lie Yi tried his best to hold back Mo Yunfeng's extremely fierce attack.

But Lie Yi only felt that the other party's punch was definitely not as simple as it seemed to him, and it even matched the principle of combining strength and softness in the fist. Like a wild horse with a rein, it gallops through the body, making people feel uncomfortable like being pricked by needles.

This old guy is really not in vain!Lie Yi had a look of admiration on his face.

It took a lot of effort for Lie Yi to forcefully separate and disintegrate these two intertwined innate qi, otherwise his two arms might be destroyed. After decades, the skill level is really beyond the comparison of ordinary masters, it seems that I have to go all out.

Unexpectedly, while Lie Yi was surprised, Mo Yunfeng, who took half a step back, was also shocked. Because of the rage just now, his fist was filled with all his strength, and he knew that even if this fist hit an extremely hard On top of a rock, even a rock that is about a foot thick can be smashed to pieces, let alone a body of flesh and blood?But to his surprise, Lie Yi blocked his punch abruptly with Tang Dao body protection.

Mo Yunfeng originally thought that even if this punch could not seriously injure Lie Yi, it would definitely be able to surge his vitality and even vomit blood.

But Lie Yi's body just took a few steps back under the power of his punch, then stood still, staring at him intently, as if nothing happened.

Mo Yunfeng nodded, and admired sincerely: "Okay, it really is a boy born from a hero."

Chu Tian provoked intentionally or unintentionally: "Unfortunately, you are Lian Po who only knows how to eat!"

Old Mo's body trembled and he wanted to chop Chu Tian under the crutches, but Chu Tian, ​​who was guarded by masters, didn't give him a chance at all, and he felt a little annoyed in vain. The bow and arrow of the string followed by the power of the shock bounced towards Mo Yunfeng again.

The Tang Dao in his hand shone white, drawing a white trail in the air.