Chapter 2012

In front of the villa now! A bloody gas, diffuse constantly! A stream of evil spirit makes people feel the biting cold, a stream of murderous, but also makes people have an unprecedented panic.

More than ten people have died. Their blood has dyed the green in front of the villa red!

At this time, the appearance of the Nighthawk makes the scene fall into a state of depression. Every warrior's heart seems to be pressed on a huge stone, making it difficult for them to breathe! The leader of the black Communist Party only heard his name but did not see him. No one dared to act rashly when he saw this formidable guy today.

After the rise of black * *, it has become the master of black * * completely! Someone tried to kill the black * *, but what was the result? According to legend, none of the black * *'s men were injured, and none of the people who offended the black * * were injured.

Judging from the appearance of the Nighthawk, many of the black robed masked people present were from black * *. No wonder so many people died unexpectedly. It turned out that they were the Nighthawk's men.

The appearance of Nighthawk makes everyone breathe.

"The martial arts world of China... I'm afraid it's going to change..." Every warrior's eyelids jump wildly. When they see the Nighthawk appear, they seem to know that a bloody battle is about to start! It's not only the warriors in front of you, but also the Tangmen and snake spirit sect disciples who are under your command.

Nighthawk, the name is a terrible character in the underworld. Everyone is afraid of the name.

Then, these disciples of Tang clan and snake spirit sect are boundless excitement and fanaticism! Because the nighthawk and the black robed people he brought with him call him Mo Wen as their master.

Don't ask, it's their master! The devil in the eyes of the enemy and these bastards in front of us should join hands to kill. Don't ask. This is absolutely unforgivable!

"There's nothing to be afraid of, isn't it a nighthawk? We have so many sects working together. Can he keep it for one hour? Can he keep it for ten hours? Hum... "

"That's right. As the saying goes, one person can't defeat all the others. Just one night hawk, can't he want to be the enemy of so many sects? Hum... "

"Don't brag. Let's see what's going on! These people are not ordinary people! "

"What? Are you afraid of death? Traitor... To build up other people's ambition and destroy one's prestige, do you know what I said just now is to disturb the morale of the army? "

"Yes, I don't think so? I just want to remind you that these people are not ordinary people. Don't ask if you can challenge all the major sects so arrogantly, which shows that he has full confidence. Is young master Yu really a young man? Wake up, a young man in his twenties who killed the God of war with one finger... Do you think it's a treasure that can do it? "

This guy's words made everyone think deeply.

It's true that a person's strength is not entirely determined by a treasure or his own cultivation. You can kill a super strong person like long Yu with one finger. His cultivation is at least above the realm of the king. Otherwise, no matter how powerful the treasure is, it can't let the holder exert the greatest power of the treasure.

Everyone knows this truth, but these people have already got the idea of not asking about their treasures, which is just an excuse to attack Mo Wen.

So many schools of the top strong gathered! And dozens of legendary top experts! This is the top fighting power of Chinese martial arts! If you put it half a year ago, it would have swept China! But now, just don't ask one person, I'm afraid it's not so easy to deal with.

What's more, Mo Wen's subordinates have increased so many experts in an instant that the terror degree of their strength has reached an incalculable level!

"Ha ha, it seems that you are scared by Mo Wen?" I don't know who burst out laughing, but this guy's laughter came out of the crowd. At a glance, an old guy in a red robe stepped away from the crowd and came out.

This man is Luo Yi, the left protector of xueshura.

"Hahaha... Guess... What's the reaction of seeing so many experts deal with him? This boy has a big face. He has so many of us around him. It seems that... Many sects are interested in this fat meat! "

At this time, Luo Yi comes out leisurely and looks at the Nighthawk cruelly.

The Nighthawk has no expression on his face. He won't take the initiative to attack before these people take the initiative. Mo Wen is still healing. He wants to protect Mo FA, so he must not make any mistakes.

Hearing this, an old man next to him tilted his mouth: "Hey, hey... This boy is only in his twenties, but his strength has broken through to an adverse state. Luo Yi... You seem very confident about Mo Wen. By the way, how much do you know about Mo Wen? Let's hear it! "

"Hum, it's just a young man. What can I say! I, Luo Yi, am not so stupid as hearsay! All the legends are nonsense. Do you think it is possible for a young man in his twenties to practice so much? "

"Ha ha, not bad!" Luo Yi's words immediately aroused the support of some martial arts people around him. The young people in their twenties actually broke through to the realm of heaven. In the hearts of these martial arts people, there is an impossible one. For hundreds of years, there has never been such a martial arts genius. So, it's said that don't ask how powerful it is. Many people can't believe it.

Now they are standing in front of Mo Wen's villa. They have never seen Mo Wen appear. If the legend is true, why don't they hide and dare not see people?

This naturally makes them begin to doubt the truth of the legend.

In other words, no one would believe that a young man in his twenties can crush a top master with one finger. This is absolute nonsense in their eyes.

"It's good for a young man to be self-motivated, but he thinks he can be invincible to Huaxia! Isn't it self inflicted? Now I'm hiding from no one. I'm afraid I can't come out! "

When Luo Yi said this, all the people beside him were grinning: "we have so many elite experts to fight together, even the mythical strong, we have to retreat! Don't ask, even if it is really powerful, it must be black and blue, seriously injured and dying! The Nighthawk can't keep him all his life... "

"Well! I guess he's going to die in our hands! It's easy to deal with a young man in his twenties! "

"..." at this moment, the experts who were afraid of the Nighthawks just now don't worry about the existence of Mo Wen! However, no one dares to take the first shot, because, standing in front of them, is the Nighthawk, who is so idiotic, clearly know that the Nighthawk is not easy to deal with, but also to die.

Even if they do it together, they will die!

"Master! My Nighthawk will not let these bastards break in, you must live... "Nighthawk face so many experts, he is also under great pressure.

Because this is a dead end! There are enemies in all directions. Even if the sky and the ground have their own people to protect Mo Wen's Dharma, one or two will inevitably be left out. Once someone breaks into the villa, the consequences of affecting Mo Wen's healing will be unimaginable.

No matter how strong Mo Wen's cultivation is, he will die!

Time goes by slowly!

And when outside the villa, everyone hears a sound of footsteps coming from inside the villa, and everyone's spirit is shocked!

"He's coming?" Luo Yi has a grim smile on his mouth and a pair of playful eyes, looking straight at the door! Not only he, but also the people around him turned around and looked at him one by one. Their eyes were full of abuse. They wanted to see what the man who crushed Longyu with one finger in the legend looked like, and whether he was as powerful as the legend said.

And Tan Hui is playing drums in his heart! Turbulent sweat, dripping from their forehead! Tan Hui's mind is reasonable. According to his understanding of Mo Wen, Mo Wen is definitely not a simple character.

It's in the spotlight! A young man in black came out slowly with four men and two women!

This young man, who is the leader, should not ask! He was followed by a man and a woman. The man was long Yu, and the woman was Yang Lan. Next to him were Xu Tianqiu, Ling Feng, the grandmother of Tang clan, and the ancestor of snake scale.

Just, when see Mo to ask for a moment, all people froze! The moment I saw Longyu, everyone was even more stupid.

As everyone knows, long Yu is the right-hand man of yingfantou. It's said that long Yu was killed, and then he was recast by Mo Wen. After listening to the story, no one took it seriously. They didn't expect that long Yu and Mo Wen were together.

Oh, my God. How is that possible?

How could... How could this be? Is grandma of Tang clan here? Snake scale ancestors are standing with this boy. Isn't that bullshit?

How can a young man in his twenties let so many top masters bow to him?

Long Yu follows Mo Wen closely. Where Mo Wen goes, where he goes. Judging from the degree of respect that long Yu shows to Mo Wen, the fact that Mo Wen is recognized as the main one is not far away.

The pupils of all the hermit sects and families suddenly shrank. They saw that Mo Wen's body was covered with a faint white light. When Mo Wen walked, his steps were still. His whole body was like an elevator conveying his body. He walked slowly. My God, this family was calm and relaxed, just like walking!

This... How can it be!

At present, Luo Yi and the experts of all schools have changed their faces greatly! This guy is really not simple.

"The seven families and twelve islands of Tangmen meet their masters..."

"The master of the thirteen spirit altar of snake spirit cult visits the master..."

"All the disciples of black * * meet the master..."

"The third division of Yu Jialong, Hu and Bao joined hands to meet the family leader..."

"Blood utred and Alex join hands to meet the host..."

Mo Wen stopped in front of the villa door. He looked at the black crowd and said with a sneer: "I didn't expect that the collapse of Huamen made you connect so quickly? For revenge? Hum... If you say to avenge Huamen, I don't believe it... "

"Don't ask, don't be too arrogant. Kneel down to make amends to us today, and then hand over your treasure... We can consider letting you live!" In the crowd, a middle-aged man with a nine ring broadsword put down his cruel words.

"Ha ha!" Don't ask Wen Yan. He laughed and said, "why do you want me to kneel down and make amends? Are you a disciple of Huamen? Or is Huamen related to you? "

"None of them..." the middle-aged man shook his head.

"Since you don't have it, you are not qualified to blame me..." as soon as the voice fell, Mo Wen waved his hand. Standing behind Mo Wen, long Yu turned into a dark shadow and flashed by. The middle-aged man with the nine ring sword in his hand was pinched by Long Yu. With a click, he was pinched by Long Yu in a few seconds and killed on the spot

WOW! The scene was in chaos.

They are vicious and fast. These methods do not give middle-aged men a chance to react.