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And the longer it takes, Mo Yang finds that his body is more and more out of his control.

He must finish the fight quickly!

But it's easy to say. Nangong Hao doesn't know what he ate. He always feels that when he wakes up, his body becomes like a fish in water. All kinds of moves that were difficult to use before are now thrown incisively and vividly.

"Click! Click A burst of broken ribs, and then bang! In the dust, a vague figure bumped into the wall like a burden. Even the wall had a huge hole.

Everything calmed down, and the dust slowly fell to the ground

Nangong Hao hands supporting knees, barely standing.

But Moyang is gone.

Another look at the wall, only to see the disappearance of the ink sun and the wall inlaid together in general, do not know life or death.

After a while, Nangong Hao finally gasped for breath, and then slowly raised his head. He gently moved his arm, but it caused a burst of pain. With a frown, he looked at the unknown Zhang Xianan on the wall and scolded: "this old man's bone is really stiff, and my hand hurts."

But he didn't show it on the surface. He stepped forward and yelled in the direction of Mo Yang: "what? Are you dead? " The tone was full of irony.

No one responded. Nangong Hao's heart thumped for a moment and said, "is it dead? It's impossible! I've done very little. I've only done 60% of my kung fu. I can't die so soon. "

But Zhang Xian embedded in the wall did not respond at all, because Zhang Xian's head has been completely embedded in the wall, so Nangong Hao can't see Zhang Xian's expression, dare not make a decision at will, dare not approach at will.

Don't look at Zhang Xian's old bones, but it's not inferior to Nangong Hao just now.

It's not about skills, it's about skills and martial arts.

In terms of skill, Zhang Xian is no better than Nangong Hao.

However, Nangong haosima can't catch up with Zhang Xian in the use of martial arts. Moreover, Zhang Xian is not Zhang Xian before, but Mo Yang, Mo Xianyue's father!

Mo Yang's understanding of the world's martial arts is probably the best in this world.

But skill belongs to skill. In the face of absolute power, any skill is just a cloud.

It's because Nangong Hao's skill has pressed Zhang Xian's head, so Mo Yang doesn't have a chance to turn over. After hundreds of rounds with Nangong Hao, he is scarred.

If Nangong Hao didn't keep his hand sometimes, he was afraid to kill Zhang Xian. Mo Xianyue would be sad. I'm afraid Zhang Xian didn't know how many hundred times she died.

"Cough..." A dry cough from the location of Zhang Xian, and then a shiver on the wall, Zhang Xian's body slowly sliding down from the wall.

Nangong Hao see this scene, originally to Zhang Xian's step slowly stopped.

In the twinkling of an eye, Zhang Xian has completely climbed out of the big hole in the wall, and then facing Nangong Hao, Nangong Hao is startled, because Zhang Xian's face is not human, and some places are still dripping blood.

A burst of guilt in Nangong Hao's heart!

This guilt comes from Mo Xianyue!

But soon I began to think about it again. The fight just now was between lightning and flint. If I didn't hate it, maybe the person who broke my face now is not Zhang Xian, but myself.

Think of here, Nangong Hao once again firm eyes looking at as blood man General Zhang Xian.

"Click..."

Just at the moment when Zhang Xiancai came, the wall behind him suddenly split a crack. This big crack split many small cracks. "Boom!"

The wall collapsed, revealing the garden outside.

When some bodyguards heard the noise, they quickly came here to see Nangong Hao's embarrassed appearance. Then they saw Zhang Xian. They were shocked. At the same time, they said in secret: I don't know which brother accidentally put the assassin into his Royal Highness's room. Fortunately, his Royal Highness's martial arts are superior, so he was not assassinated.

Although they see Nangong Hao is OK, but behind the cold sweat has never stopped.

The bodyguards surrounded Zhang Xian very quickly, and no one came forward. This was just to prevent Zhang Xian from running away, because they knew that a person who fought with Nangong Hao like this must be unusual. Everyone was afraid of death, and these bodyguards were even more afraid of death, so they were waiting for the commander to come.

Since the wall fell, Zhang Xian has been standing next to the pile of gravel with a bow.

Now the room is no longer a room, it has become a pile of ruins.

"Ha ha In the end, I underestimated you Boy After a burst of arrogant laughter, Zhang Xian said hoarsely.

Nangong Hao said with a cold smile: "how? Scared? "

"Ha ha..."

Another burst of laughter!

"With your martial arts, will I be afraid? No shame Zhang Xian raised her head and grinned: "boy, I'll show you today what the ultimate meaning of martial arts is, eh What's going on? Why is my body out of my control, Zhang Xian? What have you done? "Zhang Xian's body trembles like a cramp, and then says some nonsense that Nangong Hao can't understand.

Because Nangong Hao didn't know that Moyang could control other people's body, so he didn't know why.

"My body, what have you done, don't you know? Mohist tycoon. " A sneer came from Zhang Xian's body.

This sentence is not to Nangong Hao, but to his own.

Yes, the real Zhang Xian suddenly appeared.

It turns out that when the real Zhang Xian was in Mojiabao, he was like a walking corpse every day. Later, his soul was suppressed by Moyang. After that, he lived in a dark little room without any light. I didn't know how long it was. Until just now, the little room he was in suddenly revealed a ray of sunshine.

In that ray of light more and more bright, his memory also slowly came back, and finally thought of how he was.

After a while, the light condensed into a door. Without any hesitation, Zhang Xian pushed the door open and went out. Then he found that his body had been controlled by others. Thinking of the things binghun had told him about the corpse puppet, Zhang Xian finally understood who was in his body, that is, Moyang, the giant of Mohist castle!

"Mohist giant? Isn't that the father of the dead woman? How could master Zhang say such a thing? "

Nangong Hao looked at Zhang Xian contemptuously, and murmured in a low voice. In Nangong Hao's opinion, today is almost the most incredible day he has ever lived.

A man with excellent martial arts skills suddenly goes crazy and attacks himself for no reason. Moreover, he is still his predecessor and his woman's relative, which is enough to make his head confused.

"Do you want to show me?" Nangong Hao thought of it in his heart!

He put his hands on his chest and watched with interest.

"Ha ha ha..."

Zhang Xian, who was still shaking and struggling, suddenly stopped, lowered her head and said with a silly smile, "I see. My leader Zhang Da, are you out at last? Seeing that, if you want to control a puppet like you, the skills you need need need to be increased. "

This sentence is obviously said by Mo Yang.

Zhang Xian was told of the pain, but there was no response. She said coldly, "Mo Yang, I'll ask you for the last time, what do you want? What is the purpose of this? You want wealth? As long as you are willing, the wealth of the whole world can come to your pocket. You want martial arts. It can be said that your martial arts are already the top in the world. Do you want power? What force in the world can beat your Mojiabao? Women? Yueer's mother, Qianqian's younger martial sister, is as beautiful as an immortal and gentle as water. She has never regretted loving you and never treated you badly. What do you want when you do this? "

At the end, Zhang Xian's hoarse voice was choked.

Scenes of the past flashed through his mind.

After Zhang Xian's words, Mo Yang's voice never rang again.

But Nangong Hao heard what Zhang Xian said, "the mother of moon."

"Moon's mother? That is to say, Yuer's father is not Moyang, the master of Mohist castle? "

Nangong Hao stares at Zhang Xian in doubt and thinks in his heart: "how can he become Zhang Xian? Or is what Zhang Xian said just to separate my attention? "

Think of here, South Temple Hao is the Zhang Xian of the secret guard more, prevent him to suddenly send out trouble.

"What? Is it OK if you don't talk? " Zhang Xian's voice sounded again.

"What can I do? Ha ha Like you, how can you know what I think of a person standing at the top of the world? Have you ever experienced the pain in our hearts? That kind of loneliness, how intolerable do you know? " Mo Yang argued.

Zhang Xian said angrily, "is it because of the loneliness in your heart that you are going to do something that will make life miserable in the world? Have you ever thought about how many lives you have plundered because of your happiness, and how many lonely old people and innocent children there are in this world? You beast

The more he talked about the back, the more powerful Zhang Xian's anger was. In the end, even the bodyguards who stood beside him were scared by his self talk and unconsciously stepped back.

"Let's not talk about anything else, let's take younger martial sister Qianqian, let's take roumo for example!"

Zhang Xian said angrily, "we roumo have been dedicated to you for a thousand years, but in the end, we got a desolate result. How do you plan to explain? What about younger martial sister Qianqian? Before she met you, she was like a fairy who didn't eat fireworks. She lived a carefree life. But your appearance broke her peaceful life. She fell into the world for you and fell into the river of lust. But she didn't regret it. She didn't regret it until the moment before she died. What about you? Have you ever treated her well? What have you done over the years? You bastard

"Qianqian..." Mo Yang gently call out these two words, a thin shadow slowly emerged in his mind.The beautiful shadow turns around slowly, a face like a fairy smiles at him. That sweet smile is just like the coming of spring, but the breath makes Mo Yang want to cry

"She Don't you really hate me? " Mo Yang suddenly asked in a low voice.

After hearing this, Zhang Xian surprisingly didn't drink again, but snorted and said contemptuously: "at least what we know is not, not even at the last moment of leaving this world. How can you finally find your conscience now? I know I'm sorry. "

There was another dead silence.

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