The king of Hades who was hunted down by the system

Chapter 85 Melon Bomb
Mo Rang had resisted Fu Yulou's sword at first, and it was easy, as long as he used some more strength, he could turn defense into offense, and the blade was right at the Taoist priest's fragile neck.

However, the Taoist priest was extremely alert, the sword seemed to be probing, and when blocked, he continued to retreat, his figure was like a flying white bird.

"Ah."

How can there be such a way of playing when you get a cheap one and leave, I haven't used my strength yet!

He took a few steps forward quickly, his crimson eyes filled with madness. If the mountain doesn't come, I'll do it. If I come, I'll do it!

And chopped the mountain into powder, and killed the Taoist like autumn leaves.

Li Yun ghost step!

Three swords from the west wind!

He came like a thunderbolt and was furious, as if bending a bow to shoot at the moon. The long black knife in his hand couldn't break a little light, and the long blade was cut to burn the purple heart fire. With a leap, the whole person seemed to be transformed into a purple human-shaped light ball, pale. His skin was covered with blood, and he looked heroic and should not be underestimated.

Immediately afterwards, it shot at the young Taoist priest in snow-white robes on the ground like lightning!
During this period, he moved up and down like a falcon, making people unable to see his movements clearly.

The onlookers, Gu Chengya and the others exclaimed in surprise, and their expressions turned cold. They were surprised when they saw the young man resisting the sword. The strength of the martial artist can hardly see his movements, and he can't help but feel horrified!
"Wu Zong?!"

"Impossible! Why is it that you were no more than a martial artist when you broke into the mountain in front of the palace, but now you are at the level of Wu Zong?!"

"...Could it be that you have covered up your cultivation?"

For a moment, the scene was ablaze, the sea of ​​​​people was surging wildly, and more than a dozen guests were hyped up, with expressions of horror and horror on their faces.

The man who wields the sword looks like he is only in his 20s. His bones and muscles are long and tight, and he is very explosive. He must be a martial artist. Most people in the world are only at the level of martial arts disciples at his age. There are only a few such as Wen Xiuyun and Fu Yu. A genius like Lou can break through as a martial artist in his 20s. Take Fu Yulou as an example. His background and skills are no less than those of ordinary martial arts masters.

Such a person is enough to be jealous of God.

They are all martial arts practitioners, and the natural way to upgrade is difficult, [-] years of hardening their muscles and bones, and [-] years of practicing strength and qi recovery!

Those without talent are trapped in a corner and cannot make progress, and those with talent need expert guidance to avoid detours and waste time.

The youngest Wu Zong known in the world is also forty-five. How dare this young man reach the level of Wu Zong before he even reaches the level of Wu Zong? !
If this matter gets out, the world must be shocked!
It's just that they don't know where the genius in front of him came from, what his name is, they don't believe that this person is a disciple of Gui Yuanzong now, if Gui Yuanzong has such a person, how could they not know? !
I'm afraid it's not the successor of some hidden sect, or the disciple of the earth immortal who practiced in the deep mountains
If that's the case, it's hard to tell anyone who I'm helping today, as I'm afraid it will end up offending both sides.

These guests are all human beings, and they made up their minds in an instant, and let him fight with each other. Today, the old monk has settled down, but he will not end the game to help, what can I do?

Just when these people had made up their minds, the situation on the field had already become one-sided.

Fu Yulou retreated in embarrassment under the rapid attack. The sleeves of the Taoist robe were cut in half, and a bloodstain was inevitably drawn on his arm.

His rune sword moved like the refraction of the sea tide. It was clearly the sword of an immortal. However, at this moment, he could only retreat under the long sword of evil thoughts. He could not even use the sword moves and could only make the spectators sigh. Sure enough, this is the martial master. The gap with Wuzong!
"Old Xie is right, we did mistook the pearl for fish eyes!"

The tall and strong man sighed, frowned and looked at the two people fighting in front of him, a pair of jet-black eyeballs on his bronze-colored skin shone breathtakingly.

Xie Chuhong didn't say anything for a while, only looking at the duel of moves that turned into afterimages with his bright eagle eyes.The escorts who practiced martial arts next to them were annoyed.

"I don't know what method he used to obtain Wu Zong's strength. It must be like an embroidered pillow and cannot withstand beatings."

"Don't say that, this person may come from a famous family, with the accumulation of top-level skills and pills, I will not be envious."

"Heh, even so, if he makes a big fuss in Xie Yu Palace today, it won't end well! Dozens of us martial artists, don't believe we can't beat him to death!"

The bardo of the words is vicious and vicious, which can be seen from the viciousness of the person.

And the volume didn't decrease at all, with Mo Rang's current strength of Wu Zong, it can be said that he could hear clearly!

"It's not a good habit to speak ill of people behind their backs—"

His pale lips curled up slightly, and the long knife in his hand kept slashing towards the Taoist priest. The collision of the knife and the sword created sparks, but he didn't seem to be struggling at all. Although he was looking at what Fu Yulou said, everyone could Know who he was talking to.

On the scorched earth, everyone panicked and moved away from the vicious middle-aged bodyguard. The crowd vacated an area strangely, frightening the middle-aged man half to death.

There was a flash of red light in Mo Rang's left hand, and he exerted some strength on his wrist, the mighty ghostly aura wrapped around the thing, and it flew out with a "swoosh".

Seeing that there was no one to help him, the middle-aged man hastily raised his fist to greet him, as if he was unshakable like a rock.

The crisp spherical "hidden weapon" exploded the moment it hit the middle-aged fists, and instantly, those fists were dripping with blood!

The middle-aged man screamed, his face turned gray, and he looked at the "hidden weapon" that exploded on the ground in horror and pain.

——Under the emerald green skin, there is a yellow flesh. Ordinary people put it on the dining table, but in his hands it becomes a hidden weapon that can hurt a martial artist? !

The middle-aged man was seriously injured by this blow, and he hurriedly used his internal strength to protect the meridians in his hands. Fortunately, he only injured the flesh and did not completely destroy his hands.

"This old man is not a devil, just teach you a lesson, let you understand that even dozens of martial artists can't hurt me!"

Mo Rang smiled, his scarlet eyes were shining brightly, and the long knife in his hand cut many wounds on Fu Yulou's body again, but it was a pity that this person protected the important parts of his body, and occasionally called cannon fodder to die in front of his eyes. can kill him.

At this time, the white-robed Taoist priest no longer looked as handsome as he had been relegated to immortals. He was panting rapidly due to the exhaustion of his internal energy. His jade-white face was also cut open by his sword energy. Not to mention the Taoist robe on his body, he was as embarrassed as Mo Rang.

This person has a deep hatred against him, and is a vicious master, so naturally he cannot let him go today!
"Is that not enough?"

Don't hold your breath, and waved away the blood stained on the long knife, "Then take another knife from me!"

At this time, the ground was covered with a layer of brittle and dry scorched earth, on which some human heads fell off, and the blood dripped all over the ground.

Some people tried to approach in vain, and they all became the souls of Mo Rang's sword.

He only felt that he was crazy, and was entangled into a cocoon by the malice in his bones.

Originally, he didn't even dare to kill a chicken, but now he didn't react at all when he saw a human head fall to the ground.

With several corpses laying in disorder under his feet, Mo Rang took a few steps forward with crazy eyes.

At this time, the group of Taoist priests in green clothes were still approaching without fear of death, while a group of guests hid peacefully in the corner.

Fu Yulou's complexion changed slightly, and he was holding a jade pendant in his hand. The intricate pattern of flowers and branches on it almost gave off a fairy air.

"I was not willing to use it."

The jade color was bright and moist, like a white lotus that gave off bursts of floral fragrance, and the white pattern rose out of thin air. Immediately, a vague figure of a woman appeared in front of him, holding a sword in her hand, and her figure gradually solidified!

　(The third day Mo Yan Wang writes)
　　Hanhanniao: People's mate will be a protector, your mate will only eat you (laugh out loud)

　　Mo Yanwang (drawing the knife for the nth time): That's because the plot of my partner hasn't started yet!And even so, I like it too!

　　Hanhanniao: Hahahaha, do you know what you look like now?

　　Mo Yanwang: What does it look like?

　　Hanhanniao: Like a vibrato
　　On December 2019, 12, the author passed away peacefully on this day.
　　PS: Recently, the title of this chapter has become more and more random. It may be because of Mo Yan Wang’s ego. I have to teach him a lesson.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)