Pang Xiangliang was shocked after hearing this and shouted anxiously: "Mr. Mo, don't be careless. Wu Daxing is really very strong. You should use a little black knife to deal with him."

You must know that Pang Xiangliang's full blow is the power of a dragon.

It seems that when Wu Daxing fought with him just now, he just played with him and did not use his full strength.

Otherwise, Wu Daxing could kill him with one punch.

"Master Wu, let Mo Huasong and I fight first." Kong Daozi thought he had an advantage, so he jumped out and shouted. "We don't use weapons, we only fight with each other."

Sora Daozi had the power of a dragon even with all his strength. He thought that Mo Huasong was just a student, and no matter how capable he was, he wouldn't be much more powerful.

As long as he kills Mo Huasong, he will get a promise from someone in the Mo family. As long as he can embrace the super sect, what does it matter no matter how powerful Wu Daxing is?

Therefore, Kong Daozi wanted to do it himself, otherwise he would not be able to claim credit in front of someone from the Mo family.

"Okay, let's just fight each other." Mo Huasong agreed.

Pang Wenjun was frightened when he heard this, and hurriedly said: "Mr. Mo, Kong Daozi has innate strength, so you can use a little black knife."

The little black knife is a peerless treasure that can be used to fight across levels. Why is Mr. Mo so careless?

Even if he can defeat Kong Daozi, there are still so many enemies behind him, especially since Wu Daxing is a master of the innate realm, Mr. Mo will suffer a big loss.

Mo Huasong shook his head and said, "It's okay, I'll kill him with one punch."

Kong Daozi couldn't help laughing after hearing this: "Mo Huasong, okay, if you have the ability, just punch me to death."

What a boast. With such strength, how could Mo Huasong be able to kill him with one punch?

If Mo Huasong used the little black knife, a peerless treasure, he would still be a little worried. But he wouldn't be afraid if it were directly compared to his internal strength.

Even Wu Daxing would not dare to say such big words and punch himself to death.

Mo Huasong, I don’t think you know how to do martial arts. I think you will die if I punch you.

Thinking of this, Kong Daozi suddenly punched and attacked Mo Huasong sneakily.

Pang Wenjun looked at Kong Daozi's shameless sneak attack. The powerful fist blade hit Mo Huasong's face. He was so frightened that he shouted: "Kong Daozi, do you still want to be shameless? Mr. Mo, be careful."

Kong Daozi thought to himself: Hey, how much is face worth? Let’s beat Mo Huasong to death. As for Master Ba Tian’s matter, I don’t care.

Seeing that Kong Daozi's fist blade was about to hit Mo Huasong, he still didn't move.

Pang Xiangliang and the others are worried. No matter how hard you, Mr. Mo, act, you can't just stand there and let others beat you, right?

It was too late, but it was too soon. Just when Kong Daozi's attack was about to hit Mo Huasong, he lightly raised his left hand.

"Bang." The two fists collided together, and Kong Daozi's face showed success.

Mo Huasong has just punched now, and he is already too slow. No matter how powerful the opponent is, he will suffer a big loss.

But as soon as Kong Daozi finished his thoughts, he suddenly felt as if his fist hit an insurmountable iron block.

With a "click" sound, Kong Daozi's fist actually shattered.

"Ah." Kong Daozi screamed, but Mo Huasong's fist continued to hit him hard.

In just an instant, Kong Daozi didn't even have time to dodge, and he was punched by Mo Huasong until he was beaten to pieces and died.

"Ah, our leader is dead?" The masters of the Mukong Sect widened their eyes in disbelief.

How is this possible? The leader's punch was powerful enough to hit a cow from across the mountain. How could he be killed by Mo Huasong's punch?

Wu Daxing never made a move, just wanting to see Mo Huasong's strength.

Now he saw that Mo Huasong had killed Kong Daozi with one punch, and his strength seemed to be no better than his own, so he was worried. "All of you, go up and kill him." Wu Daxing ordered his men to surround Mo Huasong.

No matter how powerful Mo Huasong is, he can't beat four punches with two punches, so he will use the human sea tactic to kill Mo Huasong.

It's good that Mo Huasong can refine a peerless treasure, but only if he can save his life.

"Kill." The masters of Star Gate and Mukong Sect rushed towards Mo Huasong like wasps emerging from the nest.

There are more than a hundred of them. Can't they unite to kill Mo Huasong?

Seeing that the situation was not good, Pang Xiangliang shouted: "Pang Wenjun, let's go together and help Mr. Mo"

But before Pang Xiangliang finished speaking, Mo Huasong over there waved his small black knife, and a black light flashed through. The dozens of warriors running in front were cut in half by the black light, and their blood flowed out.

"Ah." The warriors behind saw their companion being hacked to death by Mo Huasong. They were frightened and hurriedly turned around and ran back. They did not dare to attack Mo Huasong again. They wanted to run for their lives.

Mo Huasong sneered: "Want to escape? Is it that easy?"

Mo Huasong raised his hands, and a ray of white light emerged, one black and one white, like the devil's death knife. In the blink of an eye, the remaining dozens of warriors who had fled far away were all killed by the black and white light.

"This, this is too much." Pang Xiangliang was speechless.

Originally, he wanted to help Mo Huasong with Pang Wenjun and others, but now Mo Huasong is just one person and can kill more than a hundred masters in an instant.

You must know that among those masters, there are also those with innate martial arts skills, so they are not so easy to kill.

Wu Daxing was frightened. With so many people coming, he was the only one left. How dare he be here?

"Haha, that Mr. Mo, I was so offended just now. I was wrong. I will never try to take your ideas again in the future. If there is nothing else, I will leave now." Wu Daxing wiped his cold sweat and said to Mo Hua

Apologize loosely.

Mo Huasong shook his head, withdrew his right hand, and the black and white light returned to his body.

These are just little ants. He can kill them with only the small black knife and the sword spirit, not even the black ghost fire.

As he improves, the Black Will Fire also improves. As for how strong its combat effectiveness is, he doesn't know.

"Mo Huasong, I warn you, I am a master of innate transformation. If you make me angry, I will plead guilty to you and pay compensation." Wu Daxing was frightened by Mo Huasong's actions and did not dare to show off anymore. "You want to

How much will it cost, I'll give it to you, as long as you let me go."

Mo Huasong shook his head slightly: "If you want to harm my family, you are destined to die. No amount of money can save you."

"You, do you dare to punch me?" Wu Daxing saw that Mo Huasong wanted to kill him, so he had no choice but to risk his life.

Wu Daxing's innate strength in transformation and the power of five dragons in one punch give people a glimmer of hope.

"Okay, I will satisfy your dying request." Mo Huasong nodded.

"No, Mr. Mo, his punch has the power of five dragons." Pang Xiangliang shouted in fear.

Even if he is only one dragon, Wu Daxing can attack with 50,000 kilograms. Even the innate transformation masters at the same level would not dare to show off.

Unless Mr. Mo is a master, he can box against Wu Daxing.

But is Mr. Mo a master?

Impossible. The master's strength is beyond their imagination.

Mr. Mo is sometimes too willful and doesn't listen to other people's advice. Being so stubborn can lead to trouble.

What should I do? Pang Xiangliang became more and more anxious as he thought about it.

Thanks to Milky White Wahaha, 138******27, Happy Smile, Chun, Yu Wenji, Wangtian Wugui, Ye...Zhongsir for the reward.
Chapter completed!