Chapter 254 Sacrifice the Sword to Stand Up

Zhang Zhihui didn't answer, and he didn't need to answer, because only a dozen people came up and surrounded him and Ye Mo.

Ye Mo coldly glanced at the twelve people surrounding him, but didn't speak. He has a general understanding that one of the twelve people is an early-stage master at the prefecture level, the four are at the Xuan level, and the other seven are all at the Huang level.

"Brother Zhang, I, Broken Fist Hall, also know the purpose of senior's visit. I just want to ask Brother Zhang to take "Liu Qingluo, and hand over this junior named Mo to our Broken Fist Hall. I, Zheng Chengfa, will definitely repay him." "The one who spoke was the leader of the prefecture-level expert, who thought Ye Mo had been restrained by Zhang Zhihui.

Zhang Zhihui didn't even look at this prefecture-level martial artist, but said to Ye Mo respectfully: "Senior, this is the person from the Broken Fist Hall, because the Zheng Cheng that the senior killed last time belonged to the sect master of the Broken Fist Hall." Brother, so almost all of their elites have come this time, and the leader is Zheng Chengfa, the head of the Broken Fist Hall." "Zhang Zhihui, what are you doing?" The prefecture-level warrior was furious when he heard Zhang Zhihui's words endlessly. Although there are many others, compared to prefecture-level masters, a large number of people does not have much effect at all.

Ye Mo glanced at Zheng Chengfa and said indifferently: "The Broken Fist Hall will no longer exist from today onwards, I have removed it."

"How courageous, Zhang Zhihui, do you think you can fight against my Duanquan Hall alone? As long as we kill you today, your Zhang family will be bloodbathed by my Duanquan Hall." Although Zheng Chengfa was worried about Zhang Zhihui, if he stopped His brother-killing enemy, he is absolutely intolerable. In his opinion, Ye Mo must be so bold because of Zhang Zhihui's backing.

"Noisy." Ye Mo was too lazy to talk nonsense, and the flying sword had turned into a purple awn and flew out. It was like a meteor hitting Zheng Chengfa's eyebrows directly.

With a sound of "Ding Dang", Zheng Chengfa blocked Ye Mo's flying sword in an instant, but half of the knife in his hand was broken. Before he had time to see what kind of hidden weapon it was, Ye Mo's flying sword turned around and passed through the back of his neck like a shooting star again.

"Flying Sword" Zheng Chengfa just uttered these two words and fell to the ground dead with a plop, the deep horror in his eyes still did not dissipate. The flying sword emitting lavender light is still suspended in the air, as if it could stab a bright light at any time, which makes people frightened.

The remaining eleven people stood there dumbfounded, unable to move. What is this, flying sword? It turned out to be the legendary flying sword. No one believed it, but their most powerful sect master had already been killed. Even he just blocked one of the swords, and sacrificed the treasured sword in his hand to block one of the swords.

And these people, not only their cultivation is far below the earth level, but they also don't have treasured swords in their hands. Let alone block a sword with this kind of flying sword, they might not even see it, the flying sword has already killed them.

Zhang Zhihui was dripping with cold sweat, if he hadn't seen the opportunity early just now, he would be a cold corpse right now. Even if he blocked it, he couldn't block the three swords at most.

The speed of this flying sword is like a shooting star, and no earth-level master can block ten of them, unless he is a congenital master.

"Ah!" One of the top Xuan level masters was the first to react. He looked at the flying sword suspended in the air and screamed. Unable to control the fear in his heart anymore, he turned around and ran away.

"Huh..." Ye Mo snorted coldly. Since he killed him, he didn't leave any idea of ​​the Broken Fist Hall. The Broken Fist Hall is different from Zhang Zhihui. .

Besides, he killed the younger brother of the hall master of the Broken Fist Hall. There is no way to resolve this enmity. The only way is to directly erase the Broken Fist Hall.

And Zhang Zhihui not only has huge family resources and has scruples, but also he and Ye Mo don't have any deep hatred. So Ye Mo keeping him alive is far more useful than killing him.

Now that they were killed, Ye Mo certainly wouldn't let them escape. Under the control of his spiritual sense, the flying sword was already like a distorted purple light, quickly passing through the eyebrows of the disciples of the Broken Fist Hall, bringing up pools of blood.

In a blink of an eye, only two of the twelve people were killed by Ye Mo, but Ye Mo controlled the flying sword and hovered in the air without moving.

The rest of the two were stunned by Ye Mo's killing just now, and after a while they plopped down and knelt down, unable to utter a word, only kowtowed non-stop.

Seeing the corpses all over the ground and the blood splattered everywhere, Zhang Zhihui felt cold behind his back, what is killing, this is real killing. At this moment, he didn't suspect that Ye Mo could kill him casually. This man didn't have the slightest sway when he killed people. It was obvious at a glance that he often did this kind of thing.

Broken Fist Hall can be regarded as a middle-level hermit sect at any rate, but ninety percent of the elites in the sect are done talking. If this is said, no one will believe it. This senior is far less talkative than he imagined. He didn't kill himself, maybe it was because of other things. Thinking of this, Zhang Zhihui was not just chilling, he could even feel his tummy trembling.

Suddenly Zhang Zhihui felt a cold chill again, he subconsciously looked at Ye Mo, and found that Ye Mo was staring at him and sneering.

"senior……,

Zhang Zhihui felt his scalp go numb.

Ye Mo didn't speak, but after staring at him, he stopped looking at him and closed his eyes.

What does this senior mean, Zhang Zhihui became more and more frightened. Could it be that he had to kill himself to silence him? Since it was going to be silenced, why didn't two people be killed?

Zhang Zhihui asked, but Ye Mo didn't seem to hear it at all, and looked up at his flying sword again, his eyes were a little cold.

Zhang Zhihui thought for a long time but couldn't understand Ye Mo's meaning, but now seeing Ye Mo staring at his flying sword, and looking at the two people from the Broken Fist Hall who hadn't been killed on the ground, he suddenly understood that this is what made him He voted for it. If he doesn't show his heart now, maybe this senior's flying sword will pierce through his brow immediately.

Having figured this out, Zhang Zhihui didn't dare to hesitate, picked up the long sword with a broken tip, walked quickly to the two disciples of the Broken Fist Hall, and raised his hand to hold two swords.

The two disciples of the Broken Fist Hall who were kneeling on the ground couldn't figure out why the senior Fei Jian didn't kill them, and Zhang Zhihui, who was watching the excitement, came to kill them.

"You are very good." Ye Mo glanced at Zhang Zhihui and took back the flying sword.

Zhang Zhihui wiped his sweat secretly, and said in his heart that he almost didn't understand what your old man meant, aren't you cheating, since you want me to kill someone, just say it directly, and make it so mysterious.

Relieved, Zhang Zhihui quickly said: "Senior, these people in the Broken Fist Hall have done so many evils, they dare to offend you, Senior, and they deserve to be killed.

Let's wait until the younger generation disposes of these corpses. "

After talking about Zhang Zhihui, he was going to deal with the dead bodies. After all, he killed more than a dozen people in Wuliang Mountain, even if it was a fight in the hidden door, he still had to deal with it secretly.

Ye Mo smiled slightly and said, "No need."

After finishing speaking, more than a dozen fireballs were sent out casually. Now that he has practiced at the peak of the third level of Qi, he can barely send out fourteen or five fireballs in one breath.

The dozens of corpses in the ground were completely burned to ashes by Ye Mo's fireball, and even the ground cracked.

Zhang Zhihui was stunned immediately. If the flying sword shocked him greatly, then the fireball was simply the means of a fairy. He stared at the dozens of corpses that had turned into fly ash, unable to utter a word for a long while.

"Zhang Zhihui." Ye Moliwei's effect has been achieved, so there is no need to be polite.

"Yes, senior." Zhang Zhihui immediately realized that he looked at Ye Mo with eyes full of awe and fear.

Of course Ye Mo knew that after the big stick was hit, he needed a turnip to make the old man completely submissive to him. Seeing Zhang Zhihui's respectful and awe-inspiring look, he nodded in satisfaction, and then said, "Do you know the address of the Broken Fist Hall?" "Yes, I have been to the Broken Fist Hall once, so I know it." Zhang Zhihui didn't dare to hide anything.

"Okay, since that's the case, you go and completely destroy the Broken Fist Hall, there won't be any problem, right?"

After Ye Mo finished speaking, he looked at Zhang Zhihui, invisibly giving him a kind of pressure. He was not worried about the old man's refusal, just now he deliberately left two people for the old man to kill, now the old man can only listen to his words and go to destroy the Broken Fist Hall.

Where did Zhang Zhihui dare to say no, not to mention that he also killed the people from the Broken Fist Hall, even if he didn't kill the people from the Broken Fist Hall, he would not dare to refute Ye Mo's words.

"Okay, in this case, after you destroy the Duanquan Hall, you can go back to Zhang's house and wait for me. You will stay in the middle stage of the prefecture level for a long time. As long as what you do satisfies me, I don't mind letting you go further. "Ye Mo knew that he should give Tianzao.

Zhang Zhihui was shocked. After decades of hard work, he was unable to break through the middle stage of the prefecture level. If he could break through the prefecture level, he would not come to snatch Ye Mo's "Liu Qingluo." To be honest, it was too big, that's why he suppressed his old face and grabbed Ye Mo's "Liu Qingluo." Now Ye Mo said that it can help him break through the middle stage of the prefecture level, which is no less than an atomic bomb to him.

As for Ye Mo's words, he has no doubts at all. Ye Mo is an innate master, so why would he care about a mid-term bottleneck at the prefecture level. Besides, if he can't break through to the prefecture level, his lifespan will soon be up. You must know that ancient martial arts practitioners can't increase their lifespan even if they reach the peak of prefecture level. The big deal is to be stronger and live a few more years.

Only by cultivating the innate talent in the legend can the lifespan of a Jiazi be increased immediately.

But if you can't even advance to the late prefecture level, how can you be promoted to innate?

Ye Mo can guarantee that he will advance to the late stage of the prefecture level. For him, he is willing to lose his fortune. It took him a while to wake up from the huge pie, knowing that this was to show his sincerity, and quickly said respectfully: "Senior, please rest assured, I will definitely not let anyone from Broken Fist Hall escape." ! .