Chapter 183 Then Go to hell

At the moment of loading the stone, all the squares of the fate wheel in Mo Xu's mind lit up, prompting the mechanical voice: "Please choose to cast skills instantly."

Mo Xu didn't think about it, and pointed his finger on a green dart.

"Get the shadow dart throwing bonus, which lasts for half a minute." The mechanical sound sounded, and Mo Xu suddenly felt that his right arm was full of strength. With a shake of his hand, a pentagonal dart appeared between Mo Xu's index finger and thumb.

The sword light is getting closer and closer to Mo Xu, and the hair of the wind has been cut off one by one. As long as Mo Xu moves a little, the sword light will definitely cut Mo Xu's limbs.

"Brother Mo, what should I do..." Feng Yong's forehead has oozed a little sweat. He knew that if there was nothing he could do, the crisscrossed sword light would tear him apart.

The ten people who used the sword array showed a look of sarcasm. You Mo Xu are indeed powerful and can defeat Yan Ping and Qiao Lingjian's two geniuses in a row, but so powerful? There are many people. In addition, the sword array already has a power bonus effect. Even if you are a strong man in the heavenly period, you will definitely die.

People who fled from the alley to watch in the distance also shook their heads and sighed. Mo Xu is a genius, and his future is very likely to break through the extraordinary period, but today, he will die here.

As one of the eight people who dare not provoke Yan Ping, he is both nervous and afraid at this moment. I was nervous because I was about to kill Mo Xu, but I was afraid that after Mo Xu died, the Hua Shumen would avenge him, and then he would be in trouble.

"It was Chen Jianmen who killed Mo Xu this time, and more than a dozen disciples were involved. Chen Jianmen will definitely be maintained. And Mo Xu is just an ordinary disciple of the Huashu Gate. Even if he dies, I'm afraid that the Huashu Gate will not fight with the Dust Sword Gate. Yan Ping looked at Mo Xu with poisonous eyes and thought to himself, "Well, even if it is really investigated, it can't involve me. I didn't kill Mo Xu."

Everyone present, who can open their eyes, stared motionless at the dazzling sword array in the center.

"Death!" The ten people who used the sword array shouted at the same time, with ferocious faces and angry voices.

Everyone clenched their fists, because a genius was about to fall. There is helplessness, anger, sighing, and joy of disaster...

At this time, a situation that should not have happened. Five black shadows suddenly appeared in the sword array, which were extremely small, like darts. Each black shadow shuttled through the sword array and touched the sharp sword light, always making a sound of ping-pong. The originally unstoppable sharp sword light lost its luster in an instant after touching the black shadow, and then completely disappeared.

Immediately, five black shadows attacked the disciples unstoppably and accurately.

"Peng Peng Peng Peng..." Several explosions sounded, and the gorgeous sword array completely disappeared, leaving only splashing flesh and blood fir residue. Standing still, only Mo Xu Feng Yong in the center and five other disciples of Dust Sword Gate who were splashed with flesh and blood all over their bodies.

Everyone was stunned. What's going on? According to the reasonable development of the plot, Mo Xu should have been cut into pieces by countless sword lights, but in the blink of an eye, five of the ten people in the array had been violently killed, and not even the bodies were left.

Five disciples of the Dust Sword Gate who were splashed with flesh and blood were stiff. They couldn't believe that things would develop into this situation.

Mo Xu snorted in his heart and pinched five darts in his hand. His wrists trembled several times in a row, and the five darts shot out almost at the same time, instantly penetrating the chests of the five people. Then Peng Peng Peng Peng Peng burst out five times, and the five people directly turned into splashing blood mud.

Mo Xu covered his chest and walked out of the alley step by step. Everyone present was silent. They looked at Mo Xu walking step by step in fear, as if they were looking at a god of killing.

In his left and right hands, his index finger and thumb caught another black dart, and his eyes looked coldly at the people holding Qiao Lingjian, and Yan Ping with a stunned face.

"Today, you are all going to die." Mo Xu's pupils shrank, and the black dart in his hand instantly came out, and the other three disciples of the Dust Sword Gate also died without resistance.

"Mo Xu, I'm going to fight with you!" Yan Ping saw more than a dozen people die in an instant, and he knew that there was no way out. Even if his face had become a pig's head, Yan Ping still held a big knife and suddenly waved it.

With a big knife wave, the knife light hit Mo Xu's front, and the ground was also brought out by a deep gully by the knife light.

Mo Xu didn't look at it, his wrist shook slightly, and another black dart shot out. The black dart was connected with the knife light, passed through the knife light without any stagnation, and then hit Yan Ping's chest.

Peng... With an explosion, Yan Ping, one of the eight dared not provoke, died.

Mo Xu turned his eyes to Qiao Lingjian again. At this time, Qiao Lingjian had also woken up. Seeing Mo Xu kill the two in an instant, he smiled bitterly at the corners of his mouth: "Mo Xu, you are awesome."

After saying that, I closed my eyes.

"It's all right. You have to intervene." Mo Xu shook his head and pinched another dart between his fingers. With a gentle shake of his hand, Peng... With the sound of the explosion, Qiao Lingjian completely disappeared from the world. Of course, the armor worn by Qiao Lingjian was left. Mo Xu raised his hand and the armor flew directly to Mo Xu's hand.

After doing all this, Mo Xu slowly turned his eyes to the people watching the excitement on the roadside.

His eyes were fierce. As soon as the people watching the lively touched Mo Xu's eyes, they immediately withdrew and dared not look at Mo Xu for fear that Mo Xu would kill them again. Seven or eight people have stood up and ran far away, as if staying here for a moment is a kind of irresponsibility for life.

"All stop!" Mo Xu's voice was calm, but full of irresistible orders. Seven or eight people who originally wanted to run heard Mo Xu's voice, as if they had been enchanted and stopped.

Mo Xu glanced at everyone coldly and said, "You can go, but you can't say anything about today, otherwise you won't leave."

"Yes, yes..." No one dares to disagree. Eight dare not provoke two of them, and more than a dozen people from Dust Sword Gate were killed directly. How dare these people who only ask for a warm treasure say?

"Okay, you go." Mo Xu waved his hand, and those who watched the scene flew away from the scene one by one.

"Brother Mo..." Feng Yong came up from behind, holding seven or eight space rings in his hand: "This is the space ring I found, and I don't know where the others have blown up."

This is what killing and winning treasures is the case, killing the other party and grabbing the other party's space ring.

"Let's go quickly. If such a big thing happens, someone will come again soon." Mo Xu put away seven or eight space rings, released the swamp carving, and put his hand on Feng Yong's body. Feng Yong was immediately held on the swamp carving.

It is most important to escape now. As for other rings, it doesn't matter if you can't find them. Mo Xu doesn't care.

Mo Xu also jumped up, but as soon as he jumped on the swamp eagle, he suddenly felt an invisible pressure coming... Under this pressure, the swamp eagle murmured, and the speed of flapping its wings was obviously much slower.

"I don't care who you are. If you kill so many disciples of my Dust Sword Gate, I want you to die!" The gloomy voice came from the sky. Mo Xu just looked up, but saw a dazzling green sword light from top to bottom, attacking him.

The dazzling sword light is like the scorching sun in the sky, even more brilliant than the scorching sun.

Mo Xu didn't think about it, and threw the dart that had already been prepared in his hand again.

The black dart touched the dazzling sword light, and then passed through it. The sword light was only slightly dim, and the speed remained unchanged, continuing to fly towards Mo Xu.

"What's the matter!" Mo Xu was stunned for a moment, didn't think about it, and took out a dart from the space ring and threw it out.

One dart, two darts, three darts... Five darts were thrown out, and the sword light in the sky finally disappeared. And now, Mo Xu's forehead is full of sweat. Who on earth has such a strong strength!

Escape, escape... Today Mo Xu only has this idea.

"Woo...Wow..." The black tiger eagle kept making miserable calls, stirring its wings, but it just couldn't fly.

"Kid, who the hell are you!" A middle-aged man in a green robe fell from the sky and flew to Mo Xu's eyes in an instant. His dead fish-like eyes stared at Mo Xu motionless, and his face was full of anger.

The powerful breath emanated from his body, and Mo Xu**'s swamp carving legs fell directly soft and collapsed on the ground. Mo Xu also felt weak, and the muscles and spiritual muscles in his body were completely suppressed to death.

He is stronger than the elders of Fengjiangmen. Even if he chased his two extraordinary strongmen with Qingfengmen, he is probably not equal, or even taller than him.

Mo Xu also stopped struggling, and the most powerful dart throwing lost its function. If he continued to fight, it was just a dead end. The strength of himself and the other party is too far away. As long as the other party stretches out his hand, he is afraid that he will pinch himself to death.

"I killed those people. You have to kill me. Don't kill me, Brother Mo." Feng Yong behind him didn't know where the courage came from, and his voice was extremely hard.

The middle-aged man raised his big hand and flew with the shaking of his arms. Feng Yong behind Mo Xu flew directly, and then fell to the ground with disdain on his face: "Huh, can you kill them?"

Feng Yong struggled to sit up, but his whole body felt as if he had been acupuncture points, and he couldn't stand up.

The middle-aged man in the green robe turned his head and looked at Mo Xu again: "Say, who are you?"

Mo Xu lowered his head slightly and said respectfully, "Senior, I just entered the birch Gate two months ago and was a disciple of the birch gate."

If the other party directly kills Mo Xu, Mo Xu will certainly not be angry. But now that you ask yourself who you are, it shows that you still have a chance to live. Mo Xu doesn't have any so-called tough backbone. He knows that he can't fight but pretend to be an iron man. Living is the king's way.

"Just two months into the birch gate? So what was your identity before you joined the birch gate? Middle-aged asked.

"Before joining the Huashu Gate, I was just a young disciple of a second-level force. It was also because I was chased by the second-level force that I left and came to Yufeng City. Mo Xu answered truthfully.

"You lied to me!" The middle-aged voice was angry and suddenly said. Suddenly, the invisible pressure came from all directions. Mo Xu tried his best to control himself and still couldn't help falling to the ground.

"Senior, I, every sentence is true!" Mo Xu's face was ugly, and he had no ability to struggle and resist such a person at all.

"Since every sentence is true, you should die." With a wave of his middle-aged hand, a faint blue sword light hit Mo Xu's throat.