. With a loud bang, everyone followed the sound and saw Li Mo slap the table, shaking the wine bottles, dice cups, ashtrays and other items on the table jumped up.

Li Mo shouted in a deliberate voice: "It's so noisy! It won't make people feel at ease after sleeping! It's all a scheming thing, the underworld is amazing!" This sudden slap offended all the members of the club present.

Even Lu Dingbei frowned slightly, wondering what Li Mo wanted to do. In today's occasion, his personal skills are no longer effective. Even if you are a enemy of a hundred people, it is impossible.

Li Mo looked like he was not awake, and picked up the cloth bag containing Hu Che. He did not look up at the crowd of people in the audience, but said to Chu Xueying for no reason, "It's so sleepy, Xueying, are you sleepy? Why don't you sleep for me?"

Chu Xueying was stunned for a moment. It was this occasion, who was still in a sleepy mood? Just as she was about to speak, Li Mo pointed gently at Chu Xueying's neck. Chu Xueying suddenly had blood rushing towards her head and fell asleep.

Li Mo slowly untied the cloth bag and gently broke the bamboo tube. The bamboo tube was divided into two parts, revealing the tiger knife inside. Holding the knife in his hand, everyone's eyes lit up. The young man who was originally a confused look immediately seemed to have changed his body, like a sharp blade, deshewn, and his spirit was completely different.

With a light leap, Li Mo went to Lu Dingbei, raised his arm and shook the Hu Che sword, and said in a long voice: "It is understandable that the underworld competes for hegemony, but aren't you ashamed of colluding with the Japanese and colluding with Xue Yue Yingluo?"

Seeing the young man holding a long sword, he jumped out in an extraordinary momentum, and his words pointed at the vital point, the sick scholar couldn't help but turn his eyes. He was afraid that he would shake his morale, so he replied with a strange voice and sour voice: "Baby, you don't have the share of your words here. I want to put a big hat on it to shake morale? No way! Let me tell you, I'm all here to make money and profit. Don't talk about the big principles here. It's not too late to talk about it later!"

After saying that, the sick scholar put his palm behind his back and called out a secret code to prepare for a strong attack. Anyway, even if the gun fired, even if he died or injured, Lu Dingbei would definitely be destroyed. The first move was the best, and then the move was a disaster! No matter how many people died, the battle was decided! Anyway, he was wearing a bulletproof vest, who would care about the life or death of others?

Li Mo nodded mockingly. A trace of determination appeared on his face, and he murmured, "Then I'll be relieved!" This sentence was said very lightly, and only Lu Dingbei, who was standing beside him, could vaguely hear a few words.

Lu Dingbei felt a flash in front of him, and a shadow rushed over from his side, with a very fast castration.

There was a clear sound of choking. Hu Che's knife was unsheathed, and everyone felt a whirlwind whirlwind blew on the field, and the sick scholar was the first to be hit. He only felt a dazzling lightning coming to his face. He subconsciously raised his hand to block it, and only felt a chill around his neck. He reached out to touch his hand and found that it was blood in his palm. Then the eyes turned black, and the sick scholar's body fell to the ground with no chance to issue an attack code.

Li Mo wiped the sick scholar with one move. His body movement was driven by electric power. It was really as fast as lightning, and then he had a backhand without reservation!

A sharp sword light over five meters long came out from the blade, like a thunder god's whip, cutting off all obstacles.

Bloodbeard's body and the Miao sword in his hand were almost broken at the same time. The sword light was still extinguished. It was like the sickle of the God of Death, sinking into the crowded crowd in a narrow space.

For a moment, no one understood what was going on. Only a sound that was very familiar to the underworld was heard constantly impacting the eardrums.

Yes, it's the sound of a sharp blade cutting into the human body! Hundreds of gangsters reacted at the same time, but they could only be shocked, their hearts were shocked, and they couldn't believe their judgment.

When everyone present woke up from this strange hearing, they suddenly found that blood plasma had shot in the sky. At least thirty or forty people in the hall were cut off at waist-length. This sword light instantly penetrated so many human bodies, but it still did not stop casting and nailed directly into the inner wall of heaven and earth, passing through the wall.

Almost at the same time, the two big blood beards and sick scholars were clamoring for five steps to carry the blood and blood, and died on the spot. The companions around them fell down like wheat fields being rolled by harvesters, and almost 80% of the fallen people were cut in half. Rather than falling down, they were falling down, and the death was still terrifying. The field suddenly became like the Shura hell.

This change was born too quickly. Whether it was the underworld alliance or the Beitian Gang, there were only a few people on the field, and they were scared to be weak at the same time and almost couldn't hold on to the guy in their hands.

Li Mo took advantage of the drunkenness and anger and tried his best to make such a sound, and he was also shocked.

The decisive battle against Yueye Jianxin on the square that day, although he could also emit an arc slash that was not less powerful than this sword, it was because he absorbed the vitality of tens of thousands of people in the square. The just now was formed by Li Moqiang's use of the instant power, electric power and part of the sword slash.

Although this sword was very powerful, Li Mo himself was in great pain. He knew that he had used too much force and did not dare to use such a fierce move again. He adjusted his breathing slightly, and took advantage of the shock of the entire audience, he used his instant power to rush straight into the hundreds of people in the underworld alliance.

This time Li Mo seized the target and ignored all the swords, sticks, axes and sticks in his hand. The long sword in his hand went to the high-end goods carrying Black Stars in his hand.

The long sword flashed, and his figure was as charming as he was. With the electric power protection and the speeding movement of instant force, all the members of the community near Li Mo were automatically bounced away by the electric power, revealing a certain space. There were only about twenty people holding black stars in their hands, and they did not commit many murders when Li Mo pointed. They just flashed with a flash of sword light, and the gun fell to the ground.

These people often heard the sound of their gun-holding palms falling to the ground before they could even scream.

Finally, the extremely cruel underworld was aroused from being violent and forcibly overcame his own fear. He raised his gun and shot him and slashed his sword. Unfortunately, Li Mo's movements were so fast... He flew up and down, as if he had entered a state of no one. As long as his figure went, there was a large area lying down.

Li Mo himself also became sexually murderous, and anger arose from his heart, hatred arises to his courage. At first, he only thought that these people were elites of the underworld. Wicked people, evil people, and people who lick blood on the knife should have the awareness of being killed and disabled. Later, he thought in his mind that it would be fine if these people were involved in the underworld and killed and set fire. But they still colluded with Japanese devils. The crime was unforgivable, and it was natural to kill them! Thinking of this, Li Mo no longer held back. Regardless of whether you are holding a knife or a gun in your hand, just raise your hand and a sword energy, and an arc of electric power was killed, killing the flesh and blood flying everywhere, and blood shadows were everywhere in the sky.

For a moment, the people on Beitian side seemed to have a nightmare. Except for Lu Dingbei's extraordinary Dingli. Tang Rui and Zhang Ji were both dumbfounded. Lu Ningshuang had already leaned down and vomited continuously. These people were pretty good, and the rest of Beitian members stood there. His heart was as horrified as if they were about to jump out. The figure of this person on the field seemed like a demon escaped from the Blood Prison, reflected in his heart, planting a shadow, and could not be erased for life. Finally, Li Mo stopped killing. None of the five or six hundred people who came in was a good standing person. Most of them fell to the ground, most of whom were dead. The small ones were broken and blood was flowing. Those who were about to die.

Forced by this evil young man and sword, those people were so shocked that they didn't even dare to make a cry, for fear of bringing another fatal blow from the evil demon.

The electric power and sword energy in Li Mo's body have gone for eight out of ten. Although the instant force will not weaken, the body is also sore and exhausted. The instant force is almost at the limit of the body's load.

It turns out that killing thousands of people is not that easy to be aware of. I have only killed hundreds of people and become so tired.

A thought flashed through Li Mo's mind. I had Hu Che in my hand, but I was not afraid of the energy consumed. Just absorb the vitality of these people on the ground.

Thinking of this, Li Mo subconsciously entered the rhythmic mode of space. The tiger knife in his hand suddenly opened and frantically absorbed the people lying on the ground because of fear.

An evil cold energy was transmitted to Li Mo's hands through Hu Che, and Li Mo's head suddenly roared! Wait! What am I doing? Li Mo immediately disconnected the rhythm of space and was shocked. Are these people, so many people, all of them? Do I want to kill them all?

Just now, I just wanted to kill a few people to establish their power, and at most I could kill those with guns in my hand. How could it turn out like this? And I just used Hu Che to absorb their natal energy?

Li Mo stopped his eyes on Hu Che's sword, who was drinking blood. He fell into deep thought. For a moment, no one on the field dared to speak, and fell into an inexplicable silence.

According to legend, this Hu Che sword was originally a hero named Qiu Yan Kedi in the late Sui Dynasty and early Tang Dynasty. This beard was not so much a contemporary hero, but a hero who was determined to dominate the world.

In fact, this sword is not suitable for fighting for the world, because it is a blade of emperors, and only the strong people fighting to dominate the world can control it.

The dynasty changed, and one general succeeded and thousands of bones were bleak. How could this knife be satisfied with killing only hundreds of people? Li Mo's first use of this knife was exactly what inspired the characteristics of this evil sword, and gave birth to the inner demon and was controlled by this evil sword.

After the knife was sheathed, my heart suddenly became much clearer. Li Mo had already drunk too much and took his anger out of it, so he didn't think much about it.

Seeing the devil's sword retracted, the people were relieved when they were alive in the venue. They were afraid that the devil would kill him crazy and would kill him to him. It was amazing until now that Li Mo had his sword retracted, and the gangsters in Beitian remembered in a daze that the demon took his side.

This scabbard has a lot of origin, so it can suppress this murderous sword. According to legend, the end of the Japanese Shogunate era and the beginning of the Meiji Restoration, there was a swordsman named Himemura Kenshi. This man was invincible with his swordsmanship, which even led to the early end of the Japanese Shogunate era. When the new era came, the great swordsman was unwilling to use swords and weapons to commit murder, so he sought to cast a reverse blade knife, and the blade reversed, and used a sword without a sharp edge to fight against the enemy. The scabbard of this sword of benevolence and righteousness has been passed down to this day and has become the sheath of the sealing sword of the Hu Che sword.

Seeing the broken limbs and broken hands sprinkled all over the floor, although they were all underworld elites and were all guilty, they still looked shocking.

Li Mo looked back at Yi Fang. Except for Zhang Ji and Tang Rui that there was no reaction, the rest of the people took a step back. Even Lu Dingbei lowered his head and did not dare to intersect Li Mo's eyes.

Li Mo knew that everyone was afraid of him, so he suppressed the dryness in his chest and sang to Lu Dingbei Province without looking back: "Brother Bei, things have come to this point, I have nothing to say. I, Li Mo, did this tonight alone. Whether it is the white, black, red, gray, or straight pipe, it is enough to come to me, it has nothing to do with everyone.

I left, and when Xueying woke up, she said I was gone, don’t let her know about the things tonight. Thank you!" After that, Li Mo carried Hu Che, walked out and left.

Even if there are gang fights, there are few people who die, not to mention one-sided massacres like this.

Tonight is an absolutely fatal blow to the underworld of Guangdong and Guangxi, and the one who benefits the most is naturally the Beitian Gang.

Lu Dingbei has a good vision of knowing people. Just Li Mo's battle tonight saved at least five to ten years for the Beitian Gang and unify the southern underworld. It is only a day to wait.

However, Lu Dingbei felt heavy in his heart, and he was filled with mixed feelings, and he didn't know what to say.

Because Li Mo killed too many people this time, and it was in China. In his opinion, even if Li Mo had a background in heaven and earth, he would be afraid that he would die. It is impossible for the country to allow such super threatening figures to exist in the world.

It's like someone driving a tank and carrying missiles on the street every day. An overly powerful personal power will be wiped out unless it is used by the country.

Li Mo was not afraid that the country would take action against him. If he wanted to take action, he would have taken action long ago.

Besides, Li Mo did not think he was very powerful. China is vast and has many strange people. Even the Taoist people I met the previous few times were not inferior to him, and there were one or two. Maybe those people in the martial arts world were actually lying beside you and me, but they just had no idea.

The reason why Li Mo was depressed was because he killed so many people with conscious awareness for the first time. As his strength continued to grow, his weight on human life was getting worse and worse. In a sense, he was no longer like a human being.

It is precisely this kind of self-blame, coupled with the shocked and fearful look when others look at him, which makes Li Mo struggle in his heart.

While hesitating and confused, Li Mo walked out of the hall under the gaze of everyone. The demonic figure finally disappeared, and everyone felt relieved. Lu Dingbei couldn't help but sigh, waved his hand, and signaled the brothers of Beitian to clean up the scene.

It seems that this family in heaven and earth cannot move a place. In this hall alone, there are probably no more than 400 people. The news will be spread sooner or later. Li Mo is famous all over the world, and while Beitian is so powerful, no one dares to come here to spend.

Zhang Ji jumped up, pushed Tang Rui hard, and cursed, "Why are you chasing me quickly? Are you just calling me to play?" After that, he turned around and glanced at Lu Ningshuang, and then turned his eyes to Huixueying who was sleeping on the sofa. The meaning was very obvious, and Li Mo's girl will be handed over to you.

Although Zhang Ji's words were not loud, they were like a drum in everyone's hearts. Did my friend just shout and play with his mouth? Li Mo is from our side. This man rescued everyone, but because his methods were too violent, everyone didn't even say Xie?

He even claimed that he was a mess, and the word "Yi" was the beginning. For a moment, the scene was silent.

Zhang Ji and Tang Rui ran towards the door in two steps. As soon as they reached the door, they suddenly heard a crisp sound outside. Then a figure flew in from the door and fell heavily into the hall, making a muffled sound.

The heart that everyone had just put down suddenly tightened and all looked at it. I couldn't believe that the person who fell heavily to the ground was Li Mo who was as powerful as a demon. Li Mo held the Hu Che knife in his hand and slowly climbed up from the floor. A trace of blood was overflowing from the corner of his mouth, and angered cold light shot out from his eyes.

Zhang Ji and Tang Rui saw that Li Mo had fallen in and seemed to be very injured. They rushed over and held Li Mo's shaking body left and right.

The Beitian Gang in the field was all nervous and they all felt concern for Li Mo.

People's hearts are so contradictory. They are obviously their friends and companions, but they just felt fear because they were too strong, but now they feel compassion and concern because of him after being injured.

Generally, all living beings are willing to be with the weak and care for the weak to show their love and strength, but they are unwilling to be friends with the strong, respect or even stay away from the strong. This is the universality of human beings.

A long laugh came from the door and said, "Senior Brother. I have said it long ago that this evil demon is in a state of strength and has no weight. It seems that we deserve our fate this time, and it doesn't take any effort to get it.

Several Taoist priests dressed in the ground and walked in. The leader said loudly: "Dingbei, the matters in Beitian Building have been completed. Seven Blood Moon Sakura Lost killers, plus a large number of miscellaneous fish, and hundreds of people are all properly collected."

When everyone present was stunned when they heard these Taoists who came out of nowhere talk to Lu Dingbei in such a tone. Lu Dingbei's face showed a rare humility. He clasped his fists and said, "I'm sorry, uncles, but why is this?" Lu Dingbei pointed at Li Mo and stood up as he stood up.

The Taoist priest said arrogantly: "This man is an evil demon heretic. The demon sword in his hand has committed countless murders. Since we, the people from Yunding, cannot be let go!"

The young and dandy boys on Lu Dingbei's side roared, and they didn't keep Li Mo just now. Everyone felt guilty. Now a few ghost Taoist priests suddenly appeared. What nonsense is saying about eliminating demons? If these Taoist priests hadn't recognized Brother Bei, I was afraid that the buddies upstairs would be excited and spraying on these Taoist priests for five consecutive times.

Before Lu Dingbei could speak, Tang Rui could no longer hold back. He rushed forward and cursed first: "What a bullshit evil heretic? Taoist monks are not eating vegetarian food on the mountain and chanting scriptures. They are here to fuck him!"

The Taoist was determined to establish his authority and slapped it out from afar, thinking that with his pure cultivation for more than twenty years, the short and fat man would be able to slash his blood and sit down.

Unexpectedly, when the palm wind came, Tang Rui did not avoid it, and also punched out with one punch! The two forces collided in the air, eliminating invisible.

The Taoist priest was immediately amazed. This fat man was only in his twenties and could even vent his penis?

Zhang Ji also moved here, and had no physical skills, so he just rushed straight towards the Taoist priest. When he saw his footwork, he knew that he was not a martial arts practitioner. The Taoist priest didn't care at all and slashed his sleeves.

The sleeve was as hard as iron under the swelling of true energy. The time was just right, and a sleeve was brushed against Zhang Ji's chest. According to this man's idea, this blow could allow the young man to fly at least five meters away.

Unfortunately, he miscalculated. Compared to Tang Ruilai, Zhang Ji transformed himself more thoroughly in Tu Mingshuai's laboratory.

Zhang Ji was hit hard in his chest, and the sound of his bones being broken was clearly heard, but Zhang Ji did not show any painful expression. On the contrary, he was like a person who was fine, and he grabbed the old Taoist's sleeve and allowed the Taoist to bring him to the Taoist's approach with the power of returning the sleeve.

The Taoist priest was also scared. There was no such fierce person in the world who could ignore the broken sternum.

Just as the Taoist was a little lost in his mind, Zhang Ji's quick action moved, and a little cold light came out of his palm and stroked directly towards the old Taoist's neck.

The man was shocked and changed his moves very quickly. While shattering his sleeves with force on his hands, he leaned back and barely avoided the attack of fast lightning.

When Tang Rui saw Zhang Ji and the other move, his feet were moving very quickly. He just slid and reached the Taoist, concentrated and exhaled, and an old punch was knocked out! The Taoist was leaning back and avoiding the scalpel in Zhang Ji's palm, but he was not guarding against Tang Rui's punch.

This punch seemed to be destroyed and destroyed. With a wave, it penetrated through the old Taoist qigong and hit the body.

At this moment, the old Taoist could no longer bear it, so his body turned from tilted back to falling back. He leaned against the Taoist behind him and spit out blood.

Several Taoist men behind him shouted in unison: "What kind of fist are you doing?" Because in the eyes of all Taoists, in the secular world, how could anyone hurt their Taoist companions with their fists?
To be continued...