Chapter 472

"Zhang Ziwen!" Situ Mo said the other party's name.

"Yes, it's me! I didn't expect you to remember very clearly! " Zhang Ziwen walked step by step without fear or timidity.

"I was worried that I couldn't find you. Unexpectedly, I came." Situ Mo smiled. His laughter was cold.

"What do you want me to do? Want to kill me? " Zhang Ziwen didn't know where he had the courage to face situ Mo so calmly.

"Of course! If you come today, don't go. "

"Really? I'm afraid you can't keep me. "

"How confident!" Situ Mo almost laughed.

"I learned from you."

"Boss, I'll take him." Du Fei snorted and shot quickly.

Du Fei's strength is not weak, and Zhang Ziwen is just a slag, not worth mentioning. It should be easy and effortless to win.

"Whoosh!" Just then, a voice broke through the air.

Du Fei found that the situation was wrong and quickly turned over to avoid. A long knife passed close to his scalp.

Even lost a pinch of hair!

What a thrill!

The visitor flew out and landed next to Zhang Ziwen. More than one person came. Twenty or thirty people came in outside.

"There are many helpers." Situ Mo glanced and said.

"Yes, I'll kill you today." Zhang Ziwen said arrogantly.

"With these people? Joke! " Situ Mo was dismissive: "come on, who did you climb up? Which family do these people belong to? "

"Forget what you did yourself? Seven hurt the door! " Zhang Ziwen reminded.

"It's the Northern League! So you Zhang Ziwen, young master Zhang, have become the dog of the Northern League. "

What a terrible speech! It's so heartbreaking! Open your mouth is a dog. Can't you talk well?

But I like it!

"Yes! I'm a Northern League dog, I admit that. But it's better to be a dog than a dead man. You're going to die today. There's no doubt that you'll die. I'm sure. " Zhang Ziwen said angrily, completely shameless, calling himself a dog.

"Since you know the seven injuries, you should also know their fate? These people are really not enough. "

More than a thousand people in the seven wounded sect were destroyed by situ mo. to tell the truth, these people are really not enough.

It's not situ Mo crazy, it's a fact.

"You'll know if it's enough. I've cooked many dishes for you. It's just an appetizer." Zhang Ziwen forced Lai Lai and waved his right hand: "give it to me!"

The strength of the northern alliance is strong. It is composed of almost 40 forces in total, and they are all top-level. We can imagine how strong they are.

Forty hidden families and hidden sects, the seven wounded sect is just one of them.

Twenty or thirty people rushed forward together, holding swords and murderous.

Du Fei, Bai liyuntian and cherry chuanzi responded.

Three people deal with twenty or thirty. I don't know the result.

Among the three of them, only cherry chuanzi is more powerful. Shenren should be about the same as the congenital weight of seven or eight. Coupled with the particularity of body method, he can deal with several problems at the same time.

Baili Yuntian and Du Fei are worse. So far, there are only five innate skills. With the teaching of situ Mo's two sets of unique skills, they should be able to fight beyond their ranks.

As soon as the two sides fought, they could see their strength. Situ Mo silently shook his head. The three are not rivals at all. Only cherry chuanzi is better, but they can only barely keep themselves.

The strength of each of these 20 or 30 people is more than congenital seven weight, and two people have reached congenital nine weight. In contrast, is there any qualification and capital to compete?

Too much difference!

So situ Mo moved

"Ah..."

"Well!"

"Bang!"

"Poop!"

In less than half a minute, twenty or thirty people fell to the ground, and no one could stand up. To deal with them, situ Mo was at ease, relaxed and happy.

Now situ Mo has reached the double high level of the ninth imperial formula, and he is one step away from entering the third level. As for which level of strength is equivalent to a martial artist, situ Mo doesn't know or interested in knowing.

"You've become great again." Zhang Ziwen said coldly.

"OK." Situ Mo clapped his hands. "Can you think you can kill me now?"

"Why not?" Zhang Ziwen said hard.

"On his own?" Situ Mo pointed to the only helper of the other party and stood on Zhang Ziwen's right.

"Guess?"

"Don't guess! I'll know when I do it. " Situ Mo moved again, his body shape flashed and disappeared in place. His body method looked very strange.

The people around Zhang Ziwen also became vigilant and attacked fiercely at the same time.

This person has extraordinary strength, has a strong identity in the Northern League, and has the strength of the upper middle class.

"Bang!" They had no fancy moves, no unnecessary entanglement and fighting, so they met each other hard.

As soon as they contacted, the man flew out upside down, without the strength of a war.

"Congenital nine peaks? But so! " Situ Mo glanced and said.

At this time, Zhang Ziwen was slightly moved, and his face was shocked.

"Should it be your turn now?" Situ Mo plays with the taste.

"No! If you win him, come out. " Zhang Ziwen patted his palm.

Then a red figure lightning came, holding a long sword in his hand. Standing there had an uncomfortable feeling.

Looking carefully, situ Mo felt familiar. I feel like him, but I don't think so. It's different from what I knew before.

As for the difference, it seems a little more feminine.

"Wu Dalang?" Situ Mo tried to shout.

Cough, don't try. He is indeed Wu Dalang.

Wu Dalang who has become half of the remnant chrysanthemum Scripture!

Perhaps it was a coincidence that after all kinds of incredible things happened, who thought he would understand the secret of the remnant chrysanthemum treasure book?

"You remember me!" Wu Dalang's voice is a little sharp. At first glance, his scalp is numb.

"It's really you! How did you do this? " Situ Mo asked curiously.

"What's none of your business?" Wu Dalang glanced lightly.

"All right! I won't ask these questions. Are you sure you want to do it on me tonight? "

"Yes!"

"I'm afraid you're no match." Situ Mo's understanding of him was still in the past, and he didn't know the power of Wu Dalang at all.

"Don't despise him, boss. Wuda wave is very powerful." Du Fei said.

Wu Dalang had trouble with Murong's family. Du Fei and bailiyun were there. I remember it rained heavily that day. Master Murong, together with hundred miles of clouds and Du Fei, were not opponents of Wu Dalang and defeated him in a very short time.

According to the development speed of Wudalang, it must have improved a lot during this period. It is necessary to be more careful.

"Oh?" Situ Mo raised his eyebrows, "have you become very powerful?"

"Hehe, just try." Wu Dalang slowly drew out his sword and made a slight sound