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Chapter 311 I've Become a Little White Face?

Xu Yuan grabbed Mo Yong as if he was carrying a little chicken.

"Can!"

Moli Kang stepped forward, grabbed Qin Zhao, and walked towards Xu Yuan.

The distance between the two was close to less than ten meters.

Moli Kang suddenly got angry. He grabbed Qin Zhao suddenly, the strength in his hand increased sharply, and he hit Qin Zhao's body hard.

Qin Zhao's shoulder blade shattered instantly, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out.

The next second, his whole body was violently thrown out by Morricone.

Xu Yuan's expression changed.

This old guy from the Mo family doesn't care about martial ethics.

It was agreed to replace him, but he didn't care about his son's life at all.

Instead, they use the excuse of substitution to get closer to themselves and then attack.

Fortunately, Xu Yuan's divine eyes were activated, keeping an eye on Moli Kang's every move.

If it were anyone else, they would probably be fooled by Morricone's move.

"Bang!"

Qin Zhao suddenly fell to the ground, his injuries were extremely serious, and he passed out instantly.

Moli Kang stretched out his big hand and grabbed Xu Yuan directly.

"Boy, change? Don't be naive. In my eyes, Mo Likan, the importance of an ancient boxing technique is far higher than anything else.

If your son is gone, you just need to find a woman to regenerate him. If you miss the ancient boxing technique, you will regret it for the rest of your life!" Moli Kang laughed.

Xu Yuan's expression darkened and he threw Mo Yong towards Mo Likang.

"Get out of my way, don't bother me!" Mo Likan shouted, raised his foot and kicked his son Mo Yong aside without even looking at him.

Then it approached Xu Yuan without slowing down.

Because he attacks quickly and unexpectedly.

At this moment, he was approaching Xu Yuan.

In addition, Mo Li Kang has practiced that unknown method for more than a century, and his strength is even more unfathomable.

Compared to the original Shang boss, it is even worse.

But fortunately, Xu Yuan is no longer what he used to be.

"Broken Star!"

Xu Yuan shouted loudly and punched him.

Morricone's face looked overjoyed.

"It turns out that the ancient boxing technique you know is called Po Xing. It's such a good name. However, from now on, this boxing technique belongs to my Mo family!"

Morikang's old fist directly met Xu Yuan's fist.

"Bang!"

There was a clear sound of bone cracking.

Xu Yuan's fist was torn open, his finger bones were broken, and blood was dripping from his fist.

He staggered back, with blood spilling from the corners of his mouth.

The Moli Kang in front of me, who has practiced the nameless method for a long time, is really an old monster.

Just now, my invincible Star-Breaking Fist hit the opponent's fist as if it hit a wall.

But when Xu Yuan retreated.

Morricone also screamed.

He stared at Xu Yuan fiercely, then looked at his fist.

On it, there was a tiny blood hole.

"Boy, what did you just do to me?" Morricone yelled angrily.

Xu Yuan grinned and raised his hand, which was already bloody and had broken finger bones.

Between the bloody fingers, a gold needle as thin as an ox hair can be vaguely seen!

It's the hundred-refined gold needle!

Xu Yuan just caught the golden needle between his fingers in desperation.

The moment Morrican's fists collided, the hundred-refined golden needle sank directly into the opponent's fist and pierced the tendons.

It can be said.

Although Moli Kang's fists can still be used, his veins and veins were damaged by the Hundred Refining Golden Needles, and he was unable to use his full strength at all.

"Boy, do you think you can escape death like this?"

Morricone was furious.

Xu Yuan smiled and said, "What's the point of talking so much? You won't know until you try it?"

"Go to hell!" Moli Kang was furious and rushed towards Xu Yuan.

Xu Yuan's eyes flashed, and he stepped forward.

But this time.

A fragrant breeze blew over my face.

Xu Yuan only felt that the shadow in front of him was blurred, and a long-legged figure wearing a black leather jacket suddenly appeared.

The woman did not look back at Xu Yuan, but stared at Moli Kang, and said in a very pleasant and crisp voice, "Old man, the man who dares to plot against me, Mo Ying, will all die if he really thinks that I am in the Lihuo Palace."

Is it done?"

The next second.

Mo Ying's jade fist blasted out.

The terrifying energy suddenly broke out.

"Bang!"

Morricone couldn't dodge at all, and his whole body was knocked back several meters.

His face was horrified, and his cloudy eyes were staring at Mo Ying.

"You...who are you? Why are you so powerful at such a young age?"

Morricone spoke almost incoherently.

Mo Ying ignored him and turned to look at Xu Yuan.

Her face, which had been cold and beautiful just a second ago, suddenly became as bright as the peach blossoms in March.

"As long as I'm here, no one can bully you!"

Xu Yuan touched his nose awkwardly, as if he felt like a pretty boy?

However, it feels pretty good to be treated as a pretty girl by a long-legged beauty of Mo Ying's level.

Xu Yuan opened his mouth and was about to speak.

Mo Ying suddenly saw Xu Yuan's palm, which was bloody and bloody, with broken finger bones...

A moment.

A coldness rising from the sky filled her whole body.

Mo Ying suddenly turned around and stared at Mo Likan.

"Old man, how dare you hurt my man? You shall die today!"

Mo Ying took one step forward and walked directly towards Mo Likan.

Morricone looked shocked, turned around and ran away.

Judging from the situation just now, he knew that he was no match for Mo Ying.

In addition, the meridians in his palms are damaged, and his strength cannot be fully exerted, which has a huge impact.

"Want to leave? Dreaming!"

Mo Ying shouted and chased after him.

Those long and beautiful legs were swept away by the terrifying strong wind.

Morricone simply couldn't dodge and was kicked in the back. His whole body suddenly flew forward and fell to the ground.

Mo Ying had a sullen face and continued to chase after him.

"Old dog, weren't you very arrogant just now? The man who still wants to kill my Mo Ying, stand up and fight me!"

Mo Ying shouted angrily, his whole eyes became cold, and there was a chill all over his body.

Morricone's face turned pale, and he struggled to get up, trying to escape.

But it's a pity.

As soon as he took a step out, Mo Ying caught up with him, kicked him out again, and Mo Li Kang flew out again.

This lasted for more than ten minutes.

Mo Li Kang didn't give up until he had more than a dozen old bones broken and he really didn't have the strength to stand up anymore.

aside.

Xu Yuan was dumbfounded.

He still remembered that when he first met Mo Ying, he could suppress her and beat her.

Now……

Mo Ying's strength has become so terrifying?

Xu Yuan knew that this must be the effect of the Taoist inheritance left by the Shang organization.

But it had only been a few months since Mo Ying got the Taoist inheritance, and it was so... terrifying!

She actually got to the point where she couldn't even beat her!

Then tonight... wouldn't it be that she was going to sit on him?

When Xu Yuan was thinking wildly, Mo Ying came over with a distressed look on his face and grabbed Xu Yuan's hand.

"Does it hurt?" Mo Ying asked softly.

Xu Yuan shook his head. He had just given himself a few injections. The bleeding on his fist had stopped and there was no pain. Next, as long as the wound was treated, there would be no problem at all.

"Xu Yuan, I caught that old guy, tell me what to do with him!"

Mo Ying looked at Mo Likan, who was like a dead dog, and asked.


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