Now that they saw Mo Huasong holding a small black knife in his hand, they couldn't help but look greedy.

I heard that the little black knife is now worth 10 billion. If they rob Mo Huasong's little black knife, wouldn't they make 10 billion?

Thinking of this, the fourth elder shouted happily: "Let me do it, I will kill him."

"Fourth Elder, Mo Huasong is a little weird, you should go up together as a group of four." Mo Huaren was afraid that the Fourth Elder and the others would suffer a loss.

"Mo Huaren, do you still have a brain? I can kill Mo Huasong by myself, why do I need four people?" The fourth elder scolded Mo Huaren angrily.

Mo Huasong was holding a little black knife in his hand. If other people came to help, how could he swallow the little black knife all to himself?

Mo Huasong rolled his eyes at the fourth elder: "You guys come up quickly, I don't have time to play around with you."

After saying that, Mo Huasong waved the little black knife forward again.

"Ahhhhh." The black-clothed warriors over there fell to the ground again. This time, more than twenty of their companions were killed.

"Back away, his little black knife is too scary." The black-clothed warriors flew back in fear.

The fourth elder's eyes were shining. He really didn't expect that the little black knife refined by Master Ba Tian was so powerful and indestructible.

After a while, he killed Mo Huasong, and the little black knife belonged to him.

Mo Ying and the others also opened their eyes wide and were secretly shocked. If Mo Huasong had used the little black knife to kill them earlier, a large number of Mo family warriors would have been killed or injured.

Mo Huasong only used two moves to kill more than 40 Shengtianmen martial arts practitioners, including at least 20 innate martial arts masters.

Not to mention anything else, so many innate martial arts masters died in the Shengtian Sect, and their vitality was also greatly damaged.

But Mo Huasong stood there calmly, as if he didn't take it seriously.

"Since you all want to die, I won't be polite." Before he finished speaking, Mo Huasong continued to fly forward.

In the blink of an eye, Mo Huasong fell into the crowd. The small black knife in his hand was constantly waving, and the Shengtianmen warriors around him fell to the ground one after another.

"Ah ah ah." The Shengtianmen warrior screamed repeatedly.

When the warriors saw that Mo Huasong was just a man, they gritted their teeth and shouted, "Rush up and kill him."

But before they got close to Mo Huasong, another large area fell.

"Lord Mo Ying, Mo Huasong is too scary. Fortunately, he didn't really kill us just now." A Mo family warrior said to Mo Ying in a low voice.

Mo Ying nodded: "Yes, he said he hated the Mo family very much, but in fact he was merciful. You see, in just a moment, he killed all the Shengtianmen warriors, leaving only a dozen or so.

Alone."

Seeing that they could not defeat Mo Huasong, the remaining Shengtianmen warriors hurriedly retreated to the side of the elders.

"Damn, you are no match for Mo Huasong. Come back all." Upon seeing this, the great elder had no choice but to shout.

"Hahaha, Mo Huaren, do you have any help? Let's call them out together." Mo Huasong smiled sinisterly.

The Great Elder saw that Mo Huasong had killed so many of his men in just a moment, and was so angry that he was shaking all over.

What a tragedy, this time when they went back to Shengtianmen, they didn’t know how to explain it to the sect leader.

Mo Huaren pointed at Mo Huasong and said to the great elder: "Uncle Master, as I said just now, Mo Huasong is not an easy man. You two have to go up together."

"Mom, why didn't you tell me earlier?" The elder slapped Mo Huaren angrily.

Mo Huaren's face immediately swelled up, and he glared at the great elder: "Master uncle, you, you hit me?"

"So what if I beat you? If I hadn't seen that you still have some use value, I would have killed you early in the morning." The elder looked at Mo Huaren with disdain. "Don't think that you are the disciple of the sect master, so he accepts you.

When you become a disciple, you only care about the Mo family."

"Ah, you made up your mind early on to annex the Mo family?" Mo Huaren's eyes showed surprise.

The great elder sneered: "Of course, otherwise, the sect leader will personally accept you as his disciple? He has been giving you so many resources to practice, just to make you work hard and to control the Mo family. Then it will be up to us.

Control you."

Mo Huaren's body trembled, and he was so frightened that he turned around and ran away.

But when he had just taken two steps, the great elder reached out and pulled him back, and a suction force sucked him back.

"Mo Huaren, do you really want to die?" The elder asked coldly, holding Mo Huaren's neck tightly with one hand.

"No, no, Uncle Master, I'm just a little anxious and I want to solve it." Mo Huaren explained hurriedly.

It's better to be a dog than to be killed.

But at this moment, the black light flashed and shot straight towards Mo Huaren.

"Not good." The great elder saw the black light attacking this way and hurriedly punched the black light.

"Pa." The black light broke through the elder's fist blade, causing him to be so frightened that he flew back in panic.

The great elder couldn't care about Mo Huaren anymore, so the black light fell on Mo Huaren's right leg and it fell to the ground.

"Ah." Mo Huaren screamed and fell to the ground.

This black light is so terrifying, like a laser, it will be broken wherever it cuts.

"Okay, good job." The Mo family warrior clapped his hands excitedly and laughed.

If Mo Huaren hadn't brought harm to the Mo family, so many of their companions wouldn't have died.

Now the Mo family wants Mo Huaren to be killed so that they can ask the Second Breathing Chief to help them.

"No, look at Mo Huaren quickly, don't let him be killed." Upon seeing this, the great elder shouted hurriedly.

If Mo Huaren dies, Erxi Chang can use the power of the Dragon Breath Organization.

That is the power of a country, and it is not something they Shengtianmen can handle.

"Can you save Mo Huaren?" Mo Huasong sneered and continued to wave the little black knife in his hand.

"Whoosh." The black light was so fast that everyone felt that Mo Huaren's left leg also fell off.

"Ah, Great Elder, please save me quickly. If I die, you won't be able to get the Mo family." Mo Huaren shouted in fear: "Send me to the hospital quickly, otherwise my legs will be broken."

I can’t get on. If I were disabled, I wouldn’t be alive.”

"Oh my god, it hurts me so much. I can't live anymore." Mo Huaren was so painful that tears and nose ran down his face. It was so miserable to witness.

The Great Elder and others rushed to Mo Huaren's side and tried to help him up, but the black light flashed again and attacked this side.

"Quickly block that black light." The great elder roared.

Mo Huasong didn't take their birth to the Tianmen seriously. They were four masters of martial arts. Couldn't they withstand his attack?

The second elder and the others drew out their treasure weapons one after another and attacked the black light.

But after the little black knife was refined by Mo Huasong, how could such a treasure in their hands be able to withstand it?

After a few "dang, dang, dang" sounds, all the treasures of the Great Elder and the four of them were cut off by the small black knife, and Mo Huaren's right arm was cut by the black light, leaving his body directly and rolling a few meters on the ground before stopping.

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Chapter completed!