Chapter 2088

Xue Hong, the ancestor of blood Shura, has a little taste of this. In his eyes, Mo Wen is a mole ant.

His confident eyes, don't ask, will die in his hands at any time.

Today, he came to Mo Wen without a single soldier. His purpose is to let everyone in the Chinese martial arts see that the blood Shura is the myth of invincibility.

"Yes, I'm not asking!" Don't ask to nod should way, to Xue Hong that strong performance, don't seem to have too big surprise, he appears very calm.

"I'm here today just to kill you, don't ask. Other irrelevant people, leave at once, otherwise... You'll be responsible for the consequences..." Xue Hong said faintly. His voice was not big, but it was like thunder. Everyone was in an uproar.

Among the crowd, naturally, there were disciples of other sects. Originally, they were afraid not to ask about the terrible means of killing people. At this time, after hearing Xue Hong's words, they suddenly looked excited: "great, master Xue. This is the rhythm of killing Mo Wen. This time, someone finally avenged our dead brothers."

"As long as you kill him, don't ask. His men are like toothless tigers. I don't think he will die this time." There was a middle-aged man in his forties with a ferocious face, as if he had seen Mo Wen turn into a corpse.

"Master Xue's martial arts are unparalleled and his cultivation is against heaven. It's said that he is on a par with the God of war. Today, he will be able to kill the boy Mo Wen."

"I heard that... Yuanhong, the God of war, also came to Fuzhou. I don't know if he came here for the sake of not asking?"

"Oh, my God, isn't that boy dead? Even if master Xue doesn't kill him today, the boy will surely die in the hands of the God of war of Yuanhong! "

"He... Will die today!" The face of Every warrior in the crowd was full of resentment.

Xue Hong stepped forward in front of everyone's eyes and said: "don't ask. I heard that you have learned the purple Ling fire of Guimen. Come on... Kill our disciples and fight with me. If you win today, the blood debts of the disciples of xueshura will be written off, and all the disciples of xueshura will never trouble you. How about that?"

"Master, it's your blood Shura! Why are you so aggressive today? " Yang Zheng couldn't see it any more. He stood up and said.

"Yang family boy, I think your father and I still have some friendship. I don't want to embarrass you. I'll step down, or I'll kill you together..." Xue Hong was angry. In his eyes, there was no reason at all.

"It's shameless. You're a great master in the martial arts world. You should use such a method to a young man. Aren't you ashamed? Right or wrong, you xueshura and more than a dozen sects are working together to kill them. If you don't ask if you don't kill them, I'm afraid he won't be able to stand here today, will he? Your disciple was killed. It's your own fault. You deserve it. How do you mean to say "revenge" Liu GuoXuan said angrily.

"No matter. Unreasonable people naturally have unreasonable means of dealing with them." Don't ask to wave a hand, tone Indifference: "we don't need to act rashly, all retreat, deal with him, don't need to spend too much effort."

Boom! Don't ask. After that, the whole audience was shocked. Xue Hong has been famous for decades. Everyone in the martial arts world has heard of how high his accomplishments are. He has never met an opponent. He is extremely powerful.

But Mo Wen, in his twenties, actually said that it didn't take much effort to deal with Xue Hong. Is that possible?

"Isn't that bragging? Is this boy crazy? "

"Are you kidding? Don't ask, you see clearly, standing in front of you is the ancestor of blood Shura... How dare you be so arrogant? "

"I think the boy is taking the wrong medicine. He doesn't know the heaven is high and the earth is rich!"

"Don't ask, you're really shameless. Master Xue is the only master who has broken through the realm of divine cultivation in China for decades. What are you The eyes of the warriors were full of anger.

"Don't ask. Do you really think you are invincible? Wake up and stop bragging

"What a arrogant boy! Today I want to see how you beat me! I mean what I say. As long as you win, the disciples of the blood Shura sect will never trouble you. From then on, they will write off their grudges with you! " Xue Hong was so angry that he laughed and his whole body was full of genuine Qi.

Boom! The huge fluctuation of cultivation power turned Xue Hong into a whirlpool of air, holding his body floating in the air.

"Daoli suspension?" A warrior exclaimed.

"What, master Xue's cultivation is so profound? This... This is incredible. " The other one's voice trembled.

The cultivation of Daoli has been separated from the ranks of martial arts. Those with advanced cultivation can prolong their life and break away from the limit of people's life. Modern hot weapons become vulnerable in front of the cultivation of Daoli. They can block bullets with empty hands. The cultivation of Daoli can set up a protective cover at any time to resist the enemy.

Xue Hong's clothes are just ordinary cloth clothes, but under the fluctuation of the power, they are like armor. Unfortunately, Xue Hong's heart has gone with the wind.

"Today, it will be the day for the blood Shura to become famous in the first World War!" Xue Hong's face was excited. In his voice, he couldn't bear the joy in his heart, as if Mo Wen was about to die under his hands.

"Mosquito, run away!" Liu GuoXuan was the first to block Mo Wen and urged him to go quickly.

"It's OK, old man Liu. You're a piece of cloth. Don't take risks. It's just Xue Hong. I really don't care about it." Mo Wen doesn't think so. He pushes Liu GuoXuan away and walks to Xue Hong.

"You want to die!"

Boom! Xue Hongmu with the opportunity to kill, ready for a long time the mighty blow, finally cut out!

Mo Wen moved, but it wasn't his body that moved. With a wave of his arms, the black fog appeared like a dragon in front of everyone. He opened his mouth and went to kill Xue Hong.

Xue Hong is a little proud in his heart. He moves and swishes into the black fog. He grabs it and successfully catches it.

"Ah However, at this time, the sudden change.

Xue Hong suddenly felt a sharp pain like tearing his heart and lungs. He rushed from his arm and half of his body was completely numb under the stimulation of the pain. He didn't seem to belong to himself.

In a cry of pain, Xue Hong quickly lowered his head and looked at the position of his arms. He was surprised to see that the black fog was like a man eating python, opening his mouth and biting his arms.

"No... what kind of magic is this?" Xue Hong was surprised. Under the black fog, there was a faint red light. Seeing Mo Wen looking at him, he seemed to be making a silent mockery.

"Damn it Xue Hong can't help but burst into a rage. He fiercely raises his weapon and stabs it at the black fog.

"Click!" He stabbed dozens of times, but the black fog was not affected at all.

On the contrary, the black fog bit into the flesh of his arms without any sign of loosening his mouth.

Xue Hong was shocked. A young man in his twenties had such a way. After careful observation, Xue Hong found that in the black fog, he found the power fluctuation of purple Ling fire.

"You... You put the purple Ling fire into the evil spirit?" Xue Hong asked in shock.

"It seems that you are not a pig, and you have some eyesight! You're right, but... It's not just evil spirit, it's my unique killing skill, wanlingjian... "Mo nodded and said with a smile.

"What? You... You have also become a magic sword? " Xue Hong was shocked again. He suffered a loss several decades ago and was defeated by the magic sword of the ghost sect. However, he did not expect that Mo Wen was so young that he not only practiced the two terrible magic skills of the ghost sect, but also integrated them into a unique killing skill belonging to him. One kind of magic skill was a headache, not to mention the integration of these two skills.

At this time, a series of startling blood suddenly gushed from Xue Hong's arm and dripped down.

At the same time, Xue Hong's flesh and blood, which was bitten by the black fog, suddenly began to disappear. There was a hole of different sizes. The wound was shocking and blood was flowing.

"You give me stop..." Xue Hong's face changed dramatically. With a wave of his weapon, he stabbed his arms without hesitation.

But he was wrong. Even so, he could not get rid of the black fog.

He absolutely did not expect that the black fog evil spirit was formed by all spirits, and there was such a strange fire as Ziling fire that was not owned by human beings. With his cultivation, he could not resist it.

Even if he cut off his arms, half of his body wrapped by the black fog was still unable to move and lost all the ability to move freely. Moreover, with the continuous invasion of the black fog, it was gradually spreading to other parts of his body.

If there are outsiders here, you can clearly see that there are dark fog of terror spreading rapidly in Xue Hong's body, which is shocking and terrifying.

Those who have ever seen Mo Wen use the black fog to bite the enemy all know that this black fog is not an ordinary stunt. A super master is instantly devoured by the black fog. Xue Hong is trapped. Now he can still struggle. It's not easy.

It's raining harder and harder.

Xue Hong's fist, all over the sky for a heavy rain, as if solidification, black fog seems to have been scattered under the rain a lot.

"Mosquito, run!" Liu GuoXuan is an ordinary man. He can't see who has the upper hand at all. Seeing Xue Hong floating in the sky so terrible, he shouts to Mo Wen anxiously.

"Run? Why do I have to run... He has been trapped by me, and I can kill him at any time... "Mo Wen shook his head. As soon as his voice fell, his face suddenly changed, as if he sensed a terrible wave of power, and rushed in his direction, saying word by word:" you step back into the hospital, don't come out without me, warlord Yuanhong... He's coming. "

What? Is the God of war Yuanhong here?

Everyone looked at each other in an uproar.

This is more and more lively, Xue Hong and the God of war Yuan Hong together to deal with Mo Wen? This boy's score is really big. I'm afraid that no one in the world can make such cultivation experts join hands?

In the rain, a towering figure suddenly appeared.

At this moment, the rain is falling more and more, and ordinary people can't see clearly ahead. The sound of rain covers the whole rich state.

But! The man is running like water and treading on water like nothing. In this way, he treads on the rain and comes here step by step.

A cold voice came out of the man's mouth and turned into thunder: "old Xue Hong... Do you know... You are looking for your own death..."