Although Mok came to Guxing City to exchange goods, his weapon was still with him.? His weapon was a double-section steel long sword. This sword was purchased from the Dwarf tribe in the Tirisfa Forest. The hilt was one meter long, the blade was two meter two, and the knife weighed seventy-five kilograms. The people of the Mok tribe were born with divine power, and such a long sword could greatly increase their power.

When the masked man rushed over, Mok moved his left and right hands at the same time, and instantly assembled the long sword on the side of the horse. Seeing the masked man rushing over, he swung it over with one knife. Mok was the tribe leader and the bravest warrior in all. Although his long sword was long, it did not affect the use at all. The long sword weighing 75 pounds was the same as that of ordinary people using a short sword in his hand.

Mok's target was not the masked man, but the horse under his crotch. The masked man dared to intercept him, and his cultivation level was definitely not low, and even if he took action, he might not be able to hit him. But the horse he rode was not like that. No matter how spiritual a horse was, he could not react so quickly under his long sword. Besides, the horse's goal was large, as long as it hurts, it would immediately make the masked man fall off the horse.

But Mok miscalculated. Although his long sword was sharp, the sword in the masked man's hand was not a vegetarian. As soon as the masked man pulled the horse, his body suddenly leaned forward, and the tip of the knife touched Mok's blade. Mok only felt a great force coming from the blade. Although he was born with divine power, the great force coming from the blade almost couldn't hold the big sword.

The masked man suddenly rose from the air. When the man was in the air, he suddenly shot a sleeve arrow with his left hand. The long sword in his right hand hit Mok's big sword. Mok suddenly got an arrow in his right chest, and the big sword in his hand fell to the ground. The masked man suddenly kicked Mok's body, and Mok's hill-like body was actually kicked to the ground by him.

"If you don't want to die, let your men stop." The masked man put the long sword on Mok's neck and said coldly. Although Mok is a giant, he only has brute force. There is no problem in dealing with animals on the Gujixing wasteland, but there is no chance of winning when facing the warriors.

Mok glanced at his subordinates. They were all besieged by several people at the same time. Although they were still trying hard to support themselves, they were caught and their hearts were in chaos.

"You kill me." Mok closed his eyes and asked him to order his clan members to put down their weapons. Even if they were all killed in battle, he would not say such words. If he died, the Mok tribe would not end. They would elect a new leader and continue to lead the clan members to survive and reproduce in the Gujixing wasteland.

"It's easy to kill you. Today, not only will you kill you, but you will also kill all your subordinates. Moreover, the Mok tribe will be removed from the Gujixing wasteland, and there will be no one in the Mok tribe from now on." The masked man threatened.

"What are your grievances and hatreds with the Mok tribe? You are going to kill them all." Mok said with a sad look. There are many tribes in Gujixing wasteland, and there are often fighting in order to compete for survival space. However, as long as they admit defeat and give in and leave the hunting ground, they will generally not be investigated.

"The Mok tribe has offended those who should not be offended. If you leave the Gujixing wasteland and never come again, I can spare your life. Otherwise, there will be no chicken or dog left!" said the masked man coldly.

"If you put down your weapons and leave now, I can spare your life. Otherwise, there will be no chicken or dog!" The masked man suddenly heard Lu Cheng's voice. Although his voice was low, the tone in his words made him frightened.

"Lu Cheng!" Although the masked man covered his face, he almost fell off when he heard Lu Cheng's voice. He never expected that he would come to Gujixing Wasteland and then take action. Lu Cheng knew about it and chased him. His knife was originally placed on Mo Ke's neck. After hearing Lu Cheng's words, he left involuntarily.

But the masked man quickly woke up and suddenly moved his body, standing behind Mok, and putting the knife tightly on Mok's neck. His hands were trembling, and his palms were covered in sweat. The knife in his hand could hardly hold it. When the people around him saw his appearance, they suddenly stopped. The sound of "Lu Cheng" in the masked man's mouth made them dare not act rashly anymore.

Lu Cheng knew Wang Zhongyi's plan at the Wang Mansion. He didn't expect that he would just invite Mo Ke to have a drink, but Wang Zhongyi was thinking about him. Wang Zhongyi couldn't deal with Lu Cheng, so he put his ideas on Mo Ke. He thought he would be ignorant and acted quickly, and even if Lu Cheng knew about it, he could not help him anymore.

But Wang Zhongyi will always miscalculate in front of Lu Cheng. Although his troops set off for about an hour, Lu Cheng also knew about it. Lu Cheng learned that Mo Ke was in danger, and used Yunlang divine step to lift his true energy to the extreme. Finally, he arrived at the Gujixing wasteland at a critical moment. If he had taken one step further, Mo Ke and his group would have been killed.

Lu Cheng's degree was too fast. At first, the masked man only saw a black dot from afar, but he could see Lu Cheng's human form in an instant. In the blink of an eye, Lu Cheng got closer. This degree seemed too terrifying to the masked man. Even if he rode the fastest horse, it was not as good as Lu Cheng's degree.

"Why, why don't you let go?" After getting closer, Lu Cheng suddenly rose from the ground, jumped into the air for more than ten feet, and landed lightly in front of Mok.

"Are you a human or a ghost?" The masked man asked in a daze. Lu Cheng's degree and the height of the sky had completely exceeded his cognition. And Lu Cheng's voice hundreds of feet across made him unable to understand.

"Nonsense!" Lu Cheng suddenly shot out a set-up finger, hitting the masked man's wrist. The knife in his hand fell to the ground. Then, Lu Cheng shot out two more sensitivities, lifting the black scarf on the masked man's face. The masked man was a middle-aged man without a need, with big ears and a fleshy face. He knew at a glance that he was not a good person.

A person who is shameful will always be frightened once he is revealed. Besides, he met a warrior like Lu Cheng, so he didn't dare to resist anymore. In fact, after hearing the rumors about Lu Cheng, he felt a little dissatisfied. After all, hearing the hearing is false and seeing is true, but today he realized that the rumors are not only not exaggerated, but suddenly they are a little inaccurate. Lu Cheng's cultivation is not only a little higher than Xu Jinge, but probably even Wang Ziqi may not be his opponent.

"Who sent you?" Lu Cheng asked coldly, then walked to Mok's side, as if the masked man did not exist, he quickly pointed a few fingers on Mok's right chest, and then slapped his chest, and the sleeve arrow popped out naturally. (To be continued.) Mobile users, please visit http://m.piaotian.net
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