There are also undercurrents surging over there in the capital.

Mo Huasong was approached by fighter jets this time and bombed by dozens of missiles. He would definitely not survive.

I heard that Wu Yuzhen got the 10 trillion that Mo Huasong snatched back from the Black Kingdom this time, and the little black knife was also there, which really makes people jealous.

"Ring, ring, ring." Mr. Long's cell phone rang first.

He answered the phone, his face changed, and he yelled angrily: "Long Weiguo, you mother, I order you now to take all the warriors at home from the Long family to the Mo family immediately. Who dares to do anything bad to Yuzhen and the others, I will

Just fight with him."

They didn't stand in line last time, so they didn't get Mo Huasong's attention.

No matter what this time, he will stand by the Mo family.

When Mr. Hong saw that Mr. Long had given the order, he immediately called: "Hong Zhengying, I order you to bring the Hong family warriors to the Mo family immediately. We will fight to the death of anyone who dares to attack our in-laws."

This time the Hong family has two more martial arts masters, and they are very powerful.

Seeing Mr. Hong hang up his cell phone, Mr. Long said with a smile: "Old Hong, our Long family already has two master martial arts masters, and they are not weak anymore."

"Sigh. Yes, our Hong family has four masters, so we are not weak." Mr. Hong sighed deliberately, as if he was not as good as the Long family.

Mr. Long was speechless for a moment, as his old face was slapped so hard.

Mr. Mo also smiled and said: "Thank you. With the masters you sent here, plus the eight master martial arts masters of our Mo family, we should be able to deal with those who want to offend us."

"What? There are eight masters in the Mo family?" Mr. Long and Mr. Hong shouted in surprise.

Yes, I heard that Mo Huasong saw that many warriors from the Mo family had died, so he gave the Mo family twenty pills.

With these pills, can the Mo family still fly?

No matter what, even if the sky falls this time, they must protect Wu Yuzhen.

Mr. Mo immediately called Mo Ying over and asked the Mo family to start martial law.

Anyone who comes in unannounced will die.

Some warriors in the capital heard that both the Long family and the Hong family were siding with the Mo family, and Long Xi didn't say anything. How could they dare to act rashly?

Some warriors rushed home as soon as they walked out of their homes.

In the union of three families, without the help of a powerful organization like Longxi, whoever gets there will die.

Just when everyone was suspicious, Mo Huasong, who had a face as black as coal, climbed up from the ground in embarrassment.

The explosion just now was very powerful. He burned his blood and essence desperately, used his body refining skills to the extreme, and let the black ghost fire block it in front, so he could save his life.

However, he is now seriously injured and his combat effectiveness is only one-tenth of what it was before.

Mo Huasong walked out, took out his cell phone from the space ring and looked at it. There were a lot of messages all at once, all of which were missed calls, including his mother's.

Mo Huasong was afraid that his mother would be worried, so he called her back.

"Hua Song, is that you?" Wu Yuzhen called in surprise.

"Of course it's me, Mom. Don't worry about me anymore. I'll be fine. Even if I don't come back for a while, I'm just going to practice. Just take care of yourself." Mo Huasong comforted his mother.

"As long as you're fine, I won't bother you anymore." Seeing that her son was fine, Wu Yuzhen understood the situation and didn't say any more and hung up the phone.

When the Mo family heard that Mo Huasong was fine, they suddenly became excited.

There was also a burst of cheers from the Dragon Breath Organization. They really didn't expect that Mo Huasong would be so powerful.

"No, Master Ba Tian is in trouble again." San Longtou stared at the screen and shouted in surprise.

It turned out that hundreds more ninjas appeared right where Mo Huasong was bombed.

They saw that Mo Huasong was bombed by a missile. Even if he survived, he was seriously injured and could no longer fight. How could they let go of such a good opportunity?

Mo Huasong saw those ninjas emerging and sneered: "Do you think you can deal with me?"

"Mo Batian, don't show off. If so many missiles explode, you will be killed even if you are a god. Even if you don't die, you will have no fighting power." A great ninja in front looked at Mo Huasong's scarred appearance.

, with a look of relief on his face.

Hahaha, Mo Batian must die.

Mo Huasong smiled and said: "Really? Do you know why I have always been like this without healing?"

As Mo Huasong spoke, he took a blood-restoring pill.

This is where Mo Huasong can rely. As long as he survives and takes a blood-restoring pill, he can recover.

"Why?" the great ninja asked in confusion.

"Because I want you to come here and add insult to injury, so that I can find out who wants to kill me, and I can destroy you." Mo Huasong laughed.

As the blood-restoring pill fell into his stomach, Mo Huasong felt that his energy was rapidly recovering.

It was indeed a good thing. If it weren't for the blood-recovering grass with three dragon heads, I wouldn't have been so calm and escaped early in the morning.

"Hahaha, Mo Batian, just brag." Da Nin laughed at Mo Huasong. "I checked your information and found out that you love to brag. No matter where you are, you like to brag. Now, I

I want to see if you are still alive before blowing."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Huasong waved the small white sword in his right hand, and white light shot towards the great ninja.

Others don't know that every time Mo Huasong goes through a life and death experience, his strength will improve a lot.

The missile explosion just now promoted Mo Huasong's strength to the eighth level of the seventh-level Qi refining stage.

And those raging fires also benefited Black Ghost Fire a lot.

Otherwise, Black Ghost Fire would have lost a lot of energy by resisting the explosion of the missile.

Now Black Ghost Fire is not only full of energy, but has also improved a lot compared to before.

Fire is originally the best nutrition for black ghost fire.

"Ah." As soon as the great ninja raised his hand to fight back, he was struck by the small white sword, his body was cut in half, and he died.

"No, Mo Batian doesn't seem to be injured yet?" The ninja behind realized that something was wrong, but it was already too late.

Mo Huasong now wants to kill those enemies who want to harm him, so how can he be soft-hearted?

"Kill." Mo Huasong roared, not only did Mo Huasong take action, but also Black Ghost Fire and Sword Spirit.

The ninjas also took action one after another, attacking Mo Huasong with all the weapons in their hands.

But how could they be Mo Huasong's opponents? Especially Black Ghost Fire and Sword Spirit were hidden in the dark, and they didn't even know that the other party was by their side.

By the time they realized something was wrong, they had already been attacked.

In just an instant, half of those ninjas were killed or injured. The ninjas behind them didn't dare to fight with Mo Huasong anymore, so they turned around and ran away.

"You still want to run away?" Mo Huasong snorted coldly and directly used Yin Yang to kill.

Those two terrifying energies were like devils seeking death, quickly killing those ninjas who fled outside.
Chapter completed!