After Mr. Mo was knocked down by Ning Fuchen in Jinjiazhuang, he cried in front of his father when he went back, and said something in a way that he had to force Jin Wenwen to go home to fulfill his house, so he naturally omitted it.

The Mo family was already arrogant in this world and looked down on the Jin family and Mo family at all. Therefore, the Jin family and the Mo family have always lived in a village by the river, while the Mo family built a city upstream, and actually became the ruler of this world.

However, in this world, there are only these three surnames, and everyone is more or less related to their kinship, so they have been peaceful for a long time. In the past, the Mo family of the Jin family was bullied by the Mo family, and they mostly swallowed their anger and passed by. As for the Mo family being beaten like this, this is the first time. And the one who was beaten was the grandson of the Mo family leader!

The leader of the Mo family was furious and began to send only a few yellow-level warriors to arrest people. Unexpectedly, the Jin Shaoyou family had already left the house empty. In a rage, he burned Jin Shaoyou's wooden house.

When Mr. Mo heard that he had not caught someone, he was reluctant to give up. He repeatedly begged the clan leader to send troops here. He had not seen Jin Shaoyou's family for several days. Mr. Mo was immediately angry and brought twenty yellow-level warriors and two hundred cavalrymen over, and took all the men, women, young and old in Jinjiazhuang to the Shaguping. He asked one by one, and answered those who didn't know and directly killed them with one knife.

When Jin Bai saw that Mr. Mo actually killed someone, he had to stand up and angrily accused Mr. Mo.

Mr. Mo had completely lost his mind and tied Jin Baiyi to a wooden shelf. If he could not find Mo Tianshan and Jin Shaoyou in an hour, he would set fire to death.

The whole Shaguping cried and hadn't experienced such a tragedy in years.

"Do you still have to be obsessed with it? Do you still have to protect Jin Shaoyou's family? Tell you, after you burn the gossip, you can't escape." Mr. Mo shouted hysterically.

Seeing that the incense stick was about to burn, Mr. Mo shouted: "Old Bagua, if you say it or not, you will ignite the fire."

"Sad, don't you know that Mr. Jin is your cousin's grandfather?" An elder of the Jin family shouted angrily at Mr. Mo San.

"So what? Uncle's grandfather, I'm immortal, don't you tell me." After Mr. Mo said that, the torch in his hand was ready to light the fire.

"Wait, I know." A voice came from a distant place, and Ning Fuchen suddenly landed from the sky in the center of the shagyu ping.

"Ah haha, Mo Tianshan, you finally come out, you coward, you turtle shrank." Mr. Mo laughed: "Brothers, come on and kill him." When the enemy met, he was extremely jealous. Mr. Mo shouted in anger when he saw Ning Fuchen.

Twenty yellow-level warriors carefully surrounded them. They were not Mr. Mo. They knew that Ning Fuchen fell from the sky. They believed that they could not jump from such a high place. Therefore, they all knew that this battle could not be achieved well, and their strength was too different, which was unequal.

You know, a mysterious warrior is not something that dozens of yellow warriors can deal with.

If he knew that Ning Fuchen's strength had exceeded the heaven level, he would not dare to attack him if he killed him.

Seeing Jin Baiyi tied it to the wooden frame, Ning Fuchen hurriedly ran over, waved his hand to cut off the rope, and carried him down. The Jin family members immediately helped him over.

Jin Baiyi was a little confused, but murmured: "What are you doing here, why are you coming out?"

Ning Fuchen said, "You have a rest first and wait until I send them away, and then let me explain it in detail."

Jin Bai heard it one by one and Ning Fuchen was no longer as stupid as that day, so he looked carefully and found that he could not see through it.

"What are you still standing there? Kill him and tear him apart!" Mr. Mo couldn't help but yell when he saw twenty yellow-level warriors facing Ning Fuchen in a fan shape, but he didn't dare to go forward.

"Young Master, this person is not simple. We are just afraid that we are not opponents. We should wait for the patriarch to decide?" A yellow-level warrior who was close to him stepped forward and whispered.

"What did you say? So many of you dare not go up there? What's the use of raising you bunch of waste? Go up, kill him and tear him apart." Mr. Mo roared again, actually pulled out his sword, took the lead in riding a horse and rushed over.

"Young Master, come back." The warrior was anxious and hurriedly said, "Everyone!"

Ning Fuchen waved his hand and a qi blade slashed by, and the man was immediately split into two pieces. Ning Fuchen jumped up and reached out to grab Master Mo San and swung it towards the wooden frame with Jin Baiyi tied.

There was only a scream that everyone saw that Mr. Mo San was pierced through his right shoulder by his own sword and nailed to the wooden frame.

Oh my God, this is not a method for a mysterious warrior. His internal energy is released from the outside, and he actually condenses his energy into a knife, jumping up several feet high in the air. This is at least a ground-level warrior.

When the Yellow-level warriors saw it, they were shocked and quickly took a few steps back.

"Save the young master quickly and leave quickly." A yellow-level warrior in the lead shouted at everyone.

"Did I let you go? You have killed so many people, but you still want to go?" Ning Fuchen said coldly.

"Kill him." Mr. Mo San nailed it to the wooden rack and shouted while shouting.

The yellow-level warriors watched Master Mo slowly retreat.

"Leave the murderer and the third young master Mo, and the others can leave." Ning Fuchen was not a bloodthirsty person, and said to these warriors.

The soldiers brought by Mr. Mo San did not go through the baptism of war, but only bullied the people and rectified public order. There was no big battle. Many people believed that hundreds of people would deal with one person, and each person would cut him into flesh paste with one knife.

The two captains in the leaders exchanged their eyes and then commanded more than 100 cavalrymen to rush up.

Seeing this, twenty warriors took the opportunity to rush to the wooden frame to prepare to save people.

Seeing that they didn't take these ordinary people seriously, Ning Fuchen actually put the horse over, and was furious. He sacrificed the flying sword. The two captains in the head were immediately distant. Two horses continued to rush over with their bodies, but the heads were gone.

As the horses were about to rush into the crowd, everyone was in chaos.

Ning Fuchen saw that it was not good, so he didn't care about chasing Mr. Mo. He lowered his flying sword and swept it hard. In an instant, the horses of hundreds of horses were cut off and fell to the ground. The horses behind were blocked by the front, which saved the danger of the villagers being trampled by the iron hooves.

Several yellow-level warriors took advantage of the chaos to fly, picked up the third young master Mo and ran away.

"If you go to the former again, die!" Ning Fuchen shouted loudly.

When the soldiers saw that the captain was beheaded with one move, half of the horse's hooves were cut off in an instant, they were also stunned. The remaining people were trembling a little. Someone shouted, "Run quickly." The man on the horse ran away in an instant.

Those who fell off the horse's back also hurriedly got up from the ground, regretting that their parents had less legs and they also ran away.

When Jin Bai saw that everyone from the Mo family ran away, he walked over tremblingly and prepared to meet Ning Fuchen. Unexpectedly, Ning Fuchen's body shook and disappeared out of thin air.

Ning Fuchen flew into the air with his sword and caught up with Mr. Mo and his party in an instant. He stopped making a sound and waved his hand at Mr. Mo who was running. Mr. Mo, the tightly wrapped head of Mr. Mo, immediately rolled to the ground.

The warriors were shocked and searched around, but no one was seen.

"The earth-level warrior is definitely the earth-level warrior. Don't look for it anymore. It's our nightmare to find it. Go back." A warrior said.

"We will die when we go back, so why not let it go." A warrior suggested.
Chapter completed!