"I stabbed Mo Wu to death by me. I can also say that Fengcheng is a disaster. The people of Fengcheng will definitely applaud after Mo Wu's death. Unfortunately, I can never enter Fengcheng again and feel the praise of the people."

The two guards of Mo Wu spoke, the one who was named Lin Zhihui, and the other was slightly thin, named Hua Zhonghu.

Exactly the same as Mo Wu speculated, the two of them are now very leisurely and seem to be worried about any unexpected situation.

"It's not that you can never enter Fengcheng again. After the Mo family is destroyed, you can enter any time you want." Hua Zhonghu slightly denied Lin Zhihui's view.

"The Mo family is a ninth-grade cultivation family, and it is difficult to perish. Even when the Fengcheng City Lord is doing business, you have to see how the Mo family looks." Lin Zhihui shook his head, "The moment we killed Mo Wu, we will not be able to enter Fengcheng again in this life..."

Lin Zhihui took the storage bag at his waist to his hand. The storage bag was taken from Mo Wu. He and Hua Zhonghu had seen the things inside.

"I actually replaced a low-grade magic weapon with a mortal level with a spirit stone. I really don't know what Mo Wu was thinking in his head. I originally wanted to take a good look at this magic weapon... This Mo Wu deserves to die, and that knife was really good!"

"It's better if he sells the magic weapon, so we can save us from selling it." Hua Zhonghu said. They naturally used the equal sharing of the things they got from Mo Wu.

"However, it is precisely because of Mo Wu's head that he is easily deceived here..."

Hua Zhonghu glanced at Lin Zhihui and opened his mouth to say something. Before he could make a sound, he felt his neck touching a pair of cold hands. With a "click", his eyes immediately fell into the darkness and there was no possibility of waking up again.

The abnormality of Hua Zhonghu next to him easily attracted Lin Zhihui's attention.

A familiar face entered his sight, and Lin Zhihui was shocked. This familiar face was also very strange, cold and ruthless as if it was the god of death in the dark.

"Young Master..."

For a moment, Lin Zhihui's head had no time to turn.

How is this possible?

Isn’t Mo Wu already dead?

I still stabbed him to death with my own hands!

As danger came, Lin Zhihui was instinctively preparing to fight back. He was about to take out the mortal weapon to fight. It was too late. A severe pain came from his limbs one after another. Four "kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk

In less than a breath, two guards from the second level of Qi Refining, one died directly, and the other basically lost their combat ability.

"No! You are definitely not Mo Wu, who are you?" Lin Zhihui looked at Mo Wu in horror. He could not believe that the person in front of him was the young master of the Mo family he knew.

He and Hua Zhonghu didn't even notice when Mo Wu was approaching them.

The notorious young master of the Mo family in Fengcheng has no such ability at all!

"Answer me, who bought you to kill me?" Mo Wu asked coldly, as if there was no emotion or a trace of emotion in his words.

Just now, when he was approaching the two guards, Mo Wu directly used the first step of the Ghost Seven Steps.

No breath!

It approaches the prey without any sound, and gives the most fatal blow before the prey can react.

There are two reasons why he killed Hua Zhonghu directly and left Lin Zhihui. First, Hua Zhonghu was not the one who stabbed him to death. He could make him die more happily. Second, based on his understanding of Hua Zhonghu, this guy is likely not to give him the answer he wants, but will point the finger at something else.

To be honest, Lin Zhihui didn't know why, but when he heard Mo Wubing's cold voice, he felt breathless.

"Young master, I'm wrong, I'm really wrong. It seems that I've been by your side for more than three years to protect you, so you can let me go." Lin Zhihui began to beg for mercy in fear. Seeing his appearance, tears were almost falling out.

"As soon as possible, answer my question." Mo Wu spoke again, his tone even colder.

"Young Master, I'll tell you the answer. Will you let me go?"

"No." Mo Wucong Lin Zhihui took out a dagger from his waist. Lin Zhihui stabbed him with this dagger, "Tell me the answer, I will give you a pleasure. If you don't say anything, I will use this dagger to cut off the flesh on your body piece by piece. You can rest assured that you are absolutely awake when I cut the flesh. You must believe that I can do this."

"You are definitely not the young master...ah!"

Before Lin Zhihui could start speaking, Mo Wu pressed his left hand on Zhou Hao's head, pressed his thumb on an acupoint, and held a dagger in his right hand to cut a small piece of meat on Lin Zhihui's arm.

The next moment, Lin Zhihui's screams echoed throughout the sky.

Lin Zhihui, who had recovered slowly, knew in his heart that if his next sentence was not answering Mo Wu's question, then he would still face this kind of pain.

He Lin Zhihui didn't want to try this kind of pain again.

"Li family, Li Feng."

Mo Wu still has some understanding of the Li family.

The Li family's ninth-rank cultivation family has a similar status in Baiqi City as in Fengcheng. Baiqi City and Fengcheng are both cities with a population of more than 100,000. Among cities of this level, these two cities are considered close neighbors.

The Mo family in Fengcheng and the Li family in Baiqicheng have always been wrong. Mo Wu just vaguely knew that the reason why the two ninth-grade cultivation families were wrong seemed to be due to some problems in cultivation resources.

Mo Wu is not clear about the specific reason. You should know that Mo Wu was not interested in such things before, and he had very little memory about this.

As for Li Feng... I remembered that I saw him once in Piaoxiang Tower in Fengcheng last time, and he didn't look a few years older than him.

Although he didn't know much about Li Feng, his peers from the hostile cultivation family bought his guards to kill him. The reason was almost clear after thinking about it for a moment.

Although Mo Wu was ignorant of learning, the three-inch-one golden spiritual root was placed there. When this time Mo Wu changed his bad habits, it would be no problem to add a cultivator at the Qi Refining Stage above the Qi Refining Stage to the Mo family in the future.

The most basic condition for being called a ninth-level cultivation family is that the family has a qi cultivator in the foundation-building stage (or a body cultivator in the body casting stage), and three qi cultivators in the Qi refining stage at the Qi refining stage (or a cultivator in the body refining stage at the seventh level) (or a cultivator in the body refining stage at the seventh level).

The monks in this world can be divided into Qi Refining Cultivator and Body Refining Cultivator. The two methods of cultivation have their own advantages and disadvantages. The Mo family mainly focuses on Qi Refining Cultivator.

Whether it is Qi cultivation or physical cultivation, a large part of the factor that determines the future upper limit is the spiritual root.

When Lin Zhihui said four words, Mo Wu kept staring at his face. After confirming that he had not lie, he ended his life with one knife.
Chapter completed!