"What? Demon Wu has been promoted to Grandmaster now? It's over, Mr. Mo may be over." Pang Wenjun was so frightened that his hands softened and his phone fell to the ground and broke.

Mo Huasong glanced at Demon Wu and cursed: "I'm so sorry for you, do it quickly, or I'll kill you."

"Mo Batian, do you dare to scold the grandmaster? Don't you know that a grandmaster cannot be insulted?" Wu Demon Tou stretched out his right fist angrily.

A powerful invisible energy came quietly immediately, making people feel heart palpitations.

"Oh my god, is that the power of a grandmaster? I feel like it can destroy the world." Some warriors couldn't bear the pressure and vomited blood.

"Yes, we are so far apart that we cannot withstand Demon Wu's display of power. Then Mo Batian is right next to Demon Wu, how could he withstand it?" The other warriors were secretly shocked.

Mr. Bole's expression also changed drastically. His martial arts skills were not very high at first, but he was famous in the martial arts world for appraising treasures.

Therefore, when he felt that his qi and blood were rising and he could no longer support it, he hurriedly took out a pill from his arms and drank it, and his complexion softened a lot.

"The Grandmaster's strength is really terrifying." Mr. Bole was secretly afraid.

Devil Wu was so proud that he didn't care about the life or death of the disciples next to him. Some Star Gate members were injured by Devil Wu's power and fell to the ground vomiting blood.

But no matter how proud Demon Wu was, Mo Huasong still stood there and allowed the other party to put pressure on him.

"Devil Wu, are you ready to do anything?" Seeing Demon Wu still showing off in the air, Mo Huasong waved his hand angrily, and with a flash of white light, he shot into the air.

It was rare for Demon Wu to be promoted to the Grandmaster level, and he was extremely happy. Of course, he had to show off in the air.

Damn it, after he becomes a Grandmaster, he can live for at least another hundred years.

Suddenly, Demon Tou Wu felt his breath condense, as if he was attacked by something, and then he couldn't stop in the air and fell straight down.

"Bang." Demon Wu fell to the ground, making a big hole in the ground.

Demon Wu stood up awkwardly, patted his buttocks and said: "Grandmaster's strength is different. If I land at will, I can make a hole in the ground."

"Yes, our ancestor's martial arts skills are unparalleled and will last forever." A star gate warrior stood up, raised his hands and shouted.

"Immortal?!" The warrior outside secretly chuckled.

"Mo Batian, go to hell." When Demon Wu saw him falling from the sky, he stopped pretending and punched again.

"boom."

The powerful energy was shot out, and everything around seemed to be still. Everyone could only see the terrifying shadow of the fist in the sky, and they couldn't move even if they wanted to.

In the lightning flash, the shadow of the fist hit Mo Huasong hard.

At this time, Demon Wu's attack had the power of forty dragons, and the powerful fist wind enveloped Mo Huasong.

"Master, are you really still holding on?" Sword Spirit asked a little worriedly.

"Of course, it's rare to have such a powerful attack. How can I do it without using it to temper my body?" Mo Huasong secretly said. "Sword Spirit, since I am reborn, I will become thousands of times stronger than before. Regardless of Wu Mo

No matter how hard you attack me with your head, you can't kill me."

"That's right." Sword Spirit said no more.

"Bang."

The ground shook, and the shadow of the fist drove Mo Huasong into the ground like a nail.

"Oh my god, Devil Wu's strength is so terrifying. He actually beat Mo Batian like this. It seems that Mo Batian has become a pulp." A warrior said.

"Yes, the master cannot be insulted. This is an ancient saying. Let's leave quickly. Demon Wu is not a good character. If he sees us here, he may rob us." Some warriors turned to leave.

Demon Wu raised his hands in the air and laughed: "Hahaha, I am a master at the master level. Who in the world can be my enemy?"

"Ahem, cough, cough." Before Demon Wu could finish his words, there was a cough from the other side, and then Mo Huasong jumped out from the ground.

At this time, Mo Huasong was in a very miserable state, his clothes were in tatters, his flesh and blood were dripping with blood, and there seemed to be no intact piece of flesh on his body.

"It feels so good." Mo Huasong murmured as he took out the healing elixir from the storage ring and drank it.

This is not an ordinary healing elixir, it can revive the dead and is very precious.

These medicinal materials almost cost Mo Huasong money.

Therefore, cultivation costs money.

Mo Huasong took the elixir and the wounds on his body began to heal.

And when Mo Huasong practiced the seventh-level body refining technique again, his eyes were full of joy.

Now he has reached the first level of physical refining and is very powerful.

It can be said that even if a bomb is thrown to blow up Mo Huasong, it will not harm his body.

"Mo Batian, you, you are not dead yet?" Devil Wu's laughter suddenly stopped.

"Haha, I'm not dead yet, but you are going to be." Mo Huasong said with a smile.

Devil Wu is of no use, so Mo Huasong no longer needs to keep him.

"You're kidding, can you kill me?" The shirtless Demon Wu sneered and struck again, a terrifying fist shadow appeared in the sky.

"Sword Spirit, lend me your power." In fact, if Mo Huasong used yin and yang to kill, he could directly kill Demon Wu.

But Mo Huasong will give it a try. How powerful is it if he borrows the power of the sword spirit?

"boom."

Mo Huasong and Wu Demon exchanged punches. The shadow of the fist in the air was broken, and Mo Huasong's fist blade continued to blast forward.

"Ah, no." Devil Wu's eyes widened, and his face suddenly changed in fear.

When he was defeated by Mo Huasong with all his strength, he knew that he was doomed.

"boom."

Demon Wu was hit by Mo Huasong's fist blade and fell backwards.

"Bang bang bang." Demon Wu directly knocked down the three buildings behind him before stopping.

When those star gate masters ran over to check, they found that Demon Wu had a big hole punched through his chest and his body was extremely rotten. How could he still be alive?

At this time, Mo Huasong also became much weaker due to borrowing the power of the sword spirit.

Mo Huasong stood there doing his exercises for a whole week before his face turned a little red.

The other Star Gate people tried to escape, but were massacred by the flying sword spirits.

Mo Huasong then rushed over and quickly killed the remaining Star Gate members with a small black knife like King Yama's magic knife.

"Mo Ba Tian is really terrible. Not a single person escaped from the Star Gate." A warrior was so frightened that he squatted down and vomited when he saw Mo Huasong slaughtering the people in the Star Gate.

"It seems that we guessed wrong. Mo Batian is not an innate strength, but a master's strength."

Mr. Bole nodded and said: "No wonder he can refine such a good treasure. It turns out to be the master's strength, so it makes sense."

"Treasure weapon?" The warriors' eyes were as wide as lanterns.

It is rare for them to see Master Batian, but now that he is here, they can buy treasures from him.

So, those warriors ran forward: "Master Ba Tian, ​​Master Ba Tian"

When Mo Huasong saw thousands of warriors running towards this side, his expression froze and he clenched the little black knife tightly in his hand. "What do you want to do?"
Chapter completed!