Urban Banished Immortal

Chapter 221 - 221 221 This Kid is Mysterious_1

?Chapter 221: Chapter 221: This Kid is Mysterious_1 Chapter 221: Chapter 221: This Kid is Mysterious_1 “Mu En, this is utterly impossible, it will kill you too.” Mu Qianchou quickly shook his head.

Mu En is presently at the early innate stage of martial arts. If he was to use the Burst Qi Skill, it might kill those enemies in the beginner state.

But Mu Qianchou didn’t want his son to die like this, his son was his hope.

“Dad, don’t worry, Huasong gave me some elixirs, I won’t die if I use the Burst Qi Skill,” Mu En glared angrily towards the Lei family’s experts in front of him.

It was these detestable enemies who had killed many from his Mu family.

Mu Qianchou was greatly relieved, “That’s great, Mu En, let us father and son fight against those Lei family’s experts.”

Once Mu En uses the Burst Qi Skill, his combat strength would increase over twofold. With their two experts at the beginner state, they should not have been killed so miserably by the Lei family.

Just when they were about to make their move, Mo Huasong spoke up. “Let me handle this. I am short of time. You just need to watch from behind as I kill them.”

“You want to kill us alone?” Second Master Lei looked at Mo Huasong oddly and laughed uproariously. “Ha, ha, ha. Since when did the Mu family have an idiot?”

Third Master Lei also laughed along, “Exactly, who let this clown in? Any one of us could easily kill him. Yet, he dares to brazenly proclaim that he will annihilate us alone?”

Mo Huasong sneered, “Dao Wolf was taken down by me. If you all want to harm my brother, you all have to die.”

“I will avenge Dao Wolf!” A martial artist from the Lei family furiously rushed towards Mo Huasong, his right hand carrying a potent Inner Strength.

So long as he landed a punch, he could kill a bull.

Against a petite frame like Mo Huasong, he could take down ten of them with a punch.

“Annoying.” Mo Huasong threw out a punch directly. As his punch flew out, a powerful shadow covered the martial artist from the Lei family.

“Ah!” That martial artist screamed and exploded immediately, his body engulfing the space as a haze of blood.

The family head of Lei’s face changed color, he cried out in surprise, “Who, who are you?”

“I am the person who’s gonna kill you all. Stop with the talking, and just start attacking all at once.” Mo Huasong sauntered towards the Family Head of Lei and the rest.

“All members of the Lei family, listen! Kill them all.” The Family Head of Lei roared out in anger.

Many Lei family martial artists charged towards Mo Huasong with chilling murderous intent in their hands wielding their weapons.

“Die.” Without another word, Mo Huasong drew his Little Black Knife with his right hand and swung it forward.

“Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh.”

The Lei family martial artists rushing to the front, as though under the assault of laser beams, were cut in half, their blood spraying like fountains.

Mo Huasong delighted in the killing. He would eliminate ten with each step, and annihilate a group in several steps.

The Family Head of Lei watched as their elites, nurtured painstakingly over many years, getting killed. His heart bled with pain. “Bastard, I will flay you alive and draw your tendons.” The Family Head of Lei gestured with his hand, and three of the Lei family Innate experts rushed towards Mo Huasong.

Fearing for Mo Huasong’s safety, Mu En called out anxiously, “Huasong, be careful.”

“Heh, these are merely tiny ants. Relax.” As Mo Huasong spoke, he charged forward.

Third Master Lei roared out in anger, raising a treasured sword in his hand. “Punk, don’t think just because you’re wielding the Little Black Knife, it is the Grandmaster Batian’s Peerless Artifact. Today, I will show you what true Artifact is.”

The Little Black Knife forged by the Grandmaster Batian was famous within the Martial Arts World, consequently resulting in a lot of counterfeits and quality goods now.

A few days ago, his disciples purchased several counterfeits. After all, even if it wasn’t useful, it was still good for appearances.

That punk’s Little Black Knife was probably a counterfeit or a lower-quality good.

Third Master Lei struck out with full force, carrying a brutal killing intent, as though he wanted to annihilate everything in his surroundings.

Mu Qianchou’s pupils constricted, his eyelids spasming. The fame Third Master Lei has built up for many years was definitely not unwarranted.

Even he might not be able to withstand this move himself.

“Ha, ha, ha, Third Uncle’s move is truly formidable, with the might of Heaven and Earth. That guy would certainly not be able to withstand it.” Lei Xiaojiao looked greedily at Mo Huasong.

Mo Huasong was very handsome and his martial arts wasn’t bad either.

If she were to use him to cultivate, she could probably advance to innate martial arts.

“It’s over, the Second Young Master’s brother’s going to be killed.” The bodyguards of the Mu family sighed secretly in the background.

No matter how strong Mo Huasong was, he couldn’t be stronger than Third Master Lei, who has shocked the North Cloud Province for several decades.

A few years ago, a second-level sect offended Third Master Lei. He charged into the sect alone with his treasured sword and killed all three thousand plus martial artists within the sect, scattering their bodies over seven days.

There’s a saying in the martial arts world in the North Cloud Province: Better to confront Lord Yama than to cross Third Master Lei.

Mo Huasong sneered, the Little Black Knife in his hands slicing down swiftly.

“Whack.”

The Little Black Knife cleaved through the treasured sword in Third Master Lei’s hand, aiming directly for his collarbone.

“No!” Third Master Lei screamed in terror.

The onlookers were stunned as well. The treasure in Third Master Lei’s hand was an Artifact; how could it possibly have snapped? Could it be…

“That’s Grandmaster Batian’s Little Black Knife!” Someone cried out in shock.

At that cry, the Little Black Knife slashed through Third Master Lei’s body, splitting him in half.

“Old San.” Second Master Lei’s eyes were filled with blood, tightly clutching his large knife, wishing he could slice Mo Huasong into eighteen pieces.

“This guy is abnormal. Let’s deal with him together.” Observing how formidable Mo Huasong was, the Lei family head dared not take him lightly any longer and called Second Master Lei and Fourth Master Lei over urgently.

Having been very close since their childhood, the four brothers shared a strong bond. Now that Third Master Lei had been split into two by Mo Huasong’s attack, of course they had to take revenge for their deceased brother.

And so, they immediately flew towards Mo Huasong together, their treasured weapons all aimed at Mo Huasong.

Like a rainstorm, their attacks stirred up dust and debris all around, leaving the nearby martial artists petrified.

It was terrifying, absolutely terrifying.

It had been a long time since they had seen the Lei family head join forces with the others. Only when faced with life or death situations did they fight so desperately.

“Huasong, I’ll come to your aid,” Mu En, fearing for Mo Huasong’s safety, called out once more.

Obliged to hold back Mu En, Mu Qianchou advised him, “Mu En, don’t be impulsive. Mr. Mo is so powerful, he should be fine.”

Just now, Mu Qianchou had seen Mo Huasong kill Third Master Lei with a single move; the calm on Mo Huasong’s face was proof enough that he could deal with the Lei family head and the others with confidence.

After all, the rumored Grandmaster Batian was at the peak of martial arts.

However, most of the current rumors were false. Some people, in order to promote their own fame, would even exaggerate it to the point of lying about being a dragon when they were only insects.

Sigh, anyway, they couldn’t intervene anymore.

Right now, Mo Huasong had already engaged in a fight with the Lei family head and the others. The three of them jointly attacking such a young man was indeed a shameful act.

“Ha, ha, ha, are you guys trying to handle me with this kind of mediocre martial arts?” Mo Huasong laughed wildly, swinging his Little Black Knife once again.