Lu Fan, who was running wildly, felt a devastating force hitting his back.
His body suddenly leaned back, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his throat. His whole body was like a kite with a broken string, blood sprayed into blood mist in mid-air, and he fell directly to the ground.
"Brother Lu!"
Wang Li's expression changed, he held a short knife in his hand and was about to step forward to rescue him.
An unknown force suddenly appeared behind him and slapped him on the back...
"Pfft!"
Wang Li was knocked to the ground on the spot, his back exploded into a bloody mess, he vomited blood and could not get up.
When Ma Zicong on the other side saw this scene, he also stepped forward to rescue him, but he was hit on the shoulder by a black horse trainer. His right shoulder was torn open and he fell to the ground, vomiting blood.
"Run, keep running."
The Mohist master waved his sleeves, and the airflow around him was directly dispersed by him.
He walked up to Lu Fan like he was strolling in a courtyard.
He lowered his head, looked at Lu Fan who fell to the ground, and shook his head: "It is undeniable that your strength is rare at your age."
"Even those world-famous ancient martial arts masters are probably not as good as you at your age."
"This is your glory, but this is also the reason why you must die."
"My Mo family will not be stupid enough to let the tiger go back to the mountain like other families. When you grow up, you will seek revenge from my Mo family."
"However, if you died today in the Shadow Killing Scroll of the Shadow Legacy Chapter, my Mo family's secret skill, it would not be considered a wasted death."
"In the next life, remember to be low-key. If you are too high-profile, it will only make you die earlier."
"goodbye."
As if announcing Lu Fan's fate, the Mohist master waved his sleeves and raised his hand, and the giant dragon made of black leather was held in his hand.
When it stopped rotating, Lu Fan was shocked to find that this extremely fast black dragon was actually a nine-section whip composed of hundreds of black sharp blades!
The body of the nine-section whip exudes a chilling light in the dark night.
The Mohist master raised the nine-section whip high, like a god descending from the sky, swinging the whip, making a "clatter" sound of sharp blades clashing, like wind blowing leaves, sea water receding... a black lightning exploded in mid-air,
He swung down suddenly and smashed into Lu Fan's head!
"puff!"
It's like a watermelon bursting open!
A blood mist dissipated, and the air was filled with a thick smell of blood, as well as white mixed with black liquid, exploding into the air at the same time...
It was as if there was a bloody rain.
"when!"
A dull chisel sound also sounded at this time.
While Ma Zicong and Wang Li were stunned, they saw an iron rod thicker than an adult's arm suddenly fly out from the darkness, smashing the Mohist master's head, and then flew into the stands. The iron rod was completely engulfed in the hard
Not even a shadow was left on the stone steps...
In the stands, the only ones left were Lu Fan who had fallen to the ground, and the Grandmaster of the Mo family who was still standing and still waving his whip, but his head was missing!
"boom!"
Inside the iron cage, there was a loud and shocking explosion.
A huge black iron cage made of hundreds of wires, thicker than an adult's arm, exploded at this moment!
Countless broken iron rods tore open the air, and spread out in all directions with the arena as the center!
"Whoosh whoosh!"
Like an unstoppable sword!
Seeing this, Lu Fan's pupils shrank violently, he slapped the ground suddenly with his palm, and his body rose into the air. He almost didn't even look at it, and his body was like the wind, flying quickly in the direction of Wang Li and Ma Zicong.
"Pffffffffffff!"
The headless body of the Mohist master was instantly turned into a hornet's nest by the blast of iron rods!
Every shot of the iron rod passed through his body with unparalleled speed and power!
The speed was so fast that even the body of the Mohist master did not move at all.
"Bang bang bang bang!"
Hundreds of iron bars were all smashed into the stands.
All the iron rods were buried in the stone.
Looking over, the entire viewing platform was riddled with holes in an instant.
Some spectators who escaped relatively slowly were nailed to death on the spot.
Among them, there are even two ancient martial arts masters who are hiding in the dark and want to secretly learn how to fight in the iron cage.
One person was pierced between the eyebrows, the other was pierced through the heart...
Both of them didn't even have time to react, and they still kept observing when they died. The death was extremely tragic.
Next second!
The exit of the arena.
Mo Yu, who had not seen the return of the guard grandmaster for a long time, heard strange noises coming from the arena and was about to send someone in to check, when he suddenly saw a figure slowly stepping out of the darkness at the entrance of the arena.
The footsteps of the figure were low and dull.
He was bent over, as if he was scarred.
Step by step...like a demon walking out of the darkness, it gradually appeared in Mo Yu's sight.
"Why did you come back?"
Mo Yu took a long breath and blamed: "It's just killing a beast, but it still takes so long. I'm telling you, you're like this. Don't go out with me in the future. I think you're embarrassed."
