Martial arts become gods

Chapter 249
Obviously, he knew that after Mo Xian took the poison, he would not be able to use Yuanli for a short time.

Originally, Mo Xian could dodge easily, but this would definitely make Hu Yuanming suspicious, so he had no choice but to bear the palm forcefully.

"boom!"

With a loud noise, Mo Xian directly hit the wall of the prison, spitting out a mouthful of blood as soon as his throat was sweet.

"Tsk tsk, look at what's the difference between you and a dog locked in an iron cage!" Hu Yuanming grinned grinningly, and then punched out again, hitting Mo Xian's chest heavily.

"Hehe, your health is really bad, you don't feel anything at all." Mo Xian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and smiled lightly.

His dark eyes stared at Hu Yuanming firmly, exuding an extremely cold and bloodthirsty aura, which made Hu Yuanming shiver uncontrollably.

"Little bastard, you are courting death!" Hu Yuanming yelled violently in a rage, and the energy in his body was completely boiling at this moment. When he was about to kill him, he suddenly stopped and said with a smile: "You want to provoke Me, so that I can kill you, I won't be so stupid, killing you is hard to explain. Besides, I won't let you die easily before letting you suffer. "

"Really, then I'll wait!" Mo Xian shrugged indifferently.

"Deacon Ming, the head of the sect has told us to treat you well. You are making it difficult for us to do so!" Hearing the movement here, the guards who had left immediately rushed back. Seeing the scars on Mo Xian's body, they all frowned. for a moment.

"Hmph, it's not your turn to teach me what to do, so open us now!" Hu Yuanming snorted coldly.

"This..." The guard was suddenly a little embarrassed.

"Hurry up, the master is going to see him!" Hu Yuanming yelled sharply, and at the same time punched a younger guard flying upside down. After the latter fell to the ground, blood continued to flow from the corner of his mouth, and he was about to die.

"Damn it!" Mo Xian's pupils shrank suddenly, the guard took great care of Mo Xian, and the two had drank together during the day, so the two got along quite well.

Seeing the twitching figure on the ground, he felt extremely uncomfortable in his heart, wishing to kill Hu Yuanming on the spot.

"Why, do you really want to kill me now! Haha...but it's a pity, you are now a toothless dog. I can torture you as much as I want."

Aware of Mo Xian's addictive gaze, Hu Yuanming laughed wildly, then pointed to the seriously injured body on the ground and continued: "Now, open the door for me immediately, whoever dares to disobey will end up just like him!"

Seeing that the guards were still a little hesitant, Hu Yuanming's face suddenly became serious.

"Do as he says!" Mo Xian said coldly.

Hearing this, the guards opened the door after ignoring it, and one of them walked up to Mo Xian and said, "Be careful, the visitor is not kind!"

"Hehe, it's okay, I want to see what tricks he can play, you just pretend nothing happened." Mo Xian sneered, and then secretly gave the other party a herb, saying: " Feed him the broken pieces, and he should be fine soon."

"Stop moaning, hurry up and follow me, and delay the sect master's business, can you bear the responsibility?" Hu Yuanming said a little impatiently.

"I'll go first!" Mo Xian nodded to the guards, and followed Hu Yuanming out of the dungeon.

Sure enough, as he thought, Hu Yuanming didn't take him to see Hu Sandao at all.

"Boy, do you think you and that little girl can fight with me? This time I will torture you first, and next time, I will torture that little bitch Hu Meier severely." Along the way, Hu Yuanming was always Said some nasty things.

And these words of his also faintly revealed some of the things he had turned black and white before.

The two of them went all the way deep into the Crazy Sword Gate, and after walking on the winding mountain peaks for a while, a dark room appeared in Mo Xian's sight.

This is obviously an area that has been deserted for a long time, it is pitch black, and the surroundings are indistinct, as if hiding many ferocious beasts that choose to eat people.

The night wind was very strong, and the surroundings were whistling, like ghosts crying and wolves howling, which made people creepy.

"Boy, do you see this? This is the feast of pain I prepared for you!" Hu Yuanming looked at the dark room not far away, with an extremely ferocious look on his face.

"I want to see what the hell you can do!" Mo Xian looked at the surrounding environment, but he sneered in his heart.

Hu Yuanming thought that he couldn't use Yuanli now, but he didn't know that he had already dispelled the power of the medicine. The former did so, which was no different from letting him go.

After entering the room, Mo Xian looked around, and there seemed to be something vaguely scattered around, and there was a faint smell of blood.

Soon, a faint light lit up around, not bright, like a will-o'-the-wisp, making the surroundings even more gloomy.

And because of this, Mo Xian also saw that there were various instruments of torture placed here, some of which he had seen before, and some of which he had heard about.

However, these instruments of torture all have one thing in common. They are stained with dried and blackened blood, exuding an extremely eerie aura, and they should be used frequently.

What made Mo Xian's pupils shrink was that he actually saw Hu Wenyu's corpse on top of one of the very strange torture instruments. His body was arranged in a cross shape, and his eyes were stretched by something. Horror outside.

"Yu'er, did you see it? I'm going to avenge you!" Hu Yuanming touched his son's body morbidly, then he walked up to a very strange torture instrument and said, "Boy, do you come by yourself, or should I let you do it yourself?" You come?"

"Hehe, are you crazy? I don't have the habit of being abused!" Mo Xian said calmly, but his face was a little pale. This place made him extremely uncomfortable.

"Hmph, you are still stubborn when you are about to die, I think you are impatient!" Hu Yuanming snorted coldly, grasped the only remaining arm in the air, and swept away towards Mo Xian with a big hand of Yuanli.

Mo Xian moved slightly, then dodged.

Seeing this, Hu Yuanming was taken aback immediately, Mo Xian's strength should be imprisoned at this time, how could he dodge his attack?
He personally provided the poison to Hu Sandao, and he was absolutely sure of the effect. Not only would it make Mo Xian unable to use his Yuanli, but even his body would become much weaker.

Moreover, in the prison before, Mo Xian clearly showed no ability to resist.

"It's weird!"

Seeing that Hu Yuanming's complexion was cloudy, Mo Xian smiled lightly and said, "I took that medicine, but it didn't work for me. Now I want to thank you for letting me go!"

"You..." Hu Yuanming's complexion changed, and he wanted to run away immediately.

"Hmph!" Mo Xian snorted coldly, immediately stopped in front of Hu Yuanming, and then punched him hard.

At this time, Hu Yuanming's injury had not fully recovered, and he only had one arm left. The opponent who could do nothing was almost blown out with one punch.

Mo Xian followed closely, and the ominous death mark condensed out, and instantly slapped Hu Yuanming's chest.

"puff!"

Hu Yuanming suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and his figure also flew upside down, just hitting a torture instrument.

There was a sharp iron thorn on the instrument of torture, which pierced Hu Yuanming's stomach almost immediately.

(End of this chapter)