From the time Miao Xu took action, to the time when more than a dozen black men were killed, it only took more than a minute. Seeing that there was no complete corpse on the ground, Mo Yuqing's face changed, Ye Han's face changed, and even Yu Bo's face changed.

Even Mo Yunba's face changed. He didn't seem to have expected that Miao Xu was so powerful that he was more than twice as powerful than before.

As for Liao Xuebin, Lin Dong and others, they were even more disgusted. They planned for a long time and prepared for a long time, and all kinds of causes and effects were calculated. Even Xikong refused to accept Mo Yuqing's position as president. Only Mo Yunba was still alive.

But that doesn't matter. When things get to this point, they still have the strength to speak. As long as they kill all the people loyal to Mo Yunba, the power of the Qingyue Association will be in Mo Yuqing's hands, and they can even push these to Miao Xu. However, their biggest mistake in estimation is Miao Xu.

No one expected that Miao Xu's strength would be so terrible.

One person killed three peak perception masters and more than ten elite soldiers, and it only took one minute to kill him. How strong is his strength?

Of course, if they knew that Miao Xu had not used poisonous Gu because he was worried that this place was a city and he did not use poisonous Gu, he would feel glad that in the face of the existence of super-sensory perception, the Gu Master's role may not be as good as his own strength, but if he used Gu to poison a large group of people, it would be a breeze!

But even so, Miao Xu's evil aura still made many people present look frightened.

"What are you still standing there? Do you really have to wait for him to kill us? Let's kill him together, and kill him, I don't believe he can kill all of us!" At this time, Ye Han jumped out again and shouted loudly.

"Yes, let's go together. It's all our people. As long as you kill them, the flower world will be ours!" Lin Dong, who was a little braver, also jumped out. He just now publicly supported Mo Yuqing. If Mo Yunba and others were allowed to survive, then he would definitely be dead.

"Yes, let me go. Those people outside are loyal to the old thief Mo Yunba. Even if we escape, we will definitely be killed. Only by fighting here and killing them can we survive." Liao Xuebin also yelled in a flash, and even sent all the bodyguards around him. There is no way. Now it is time to kill the death. If they don't unite, then anyone will die. Miao Xu said just now, they will all die.

Since he will not let him go, why not fight to the death?

As these big guys roared, Mo Yunba frowned slightly, and then sighed, as if regretting that these former companions would betray him.

But until now he still finds it difficult to understand why even the most loyal Yu Bo has to betray him.

Our eldest young master Mo Yuqing also came to his senses at this time and knew that if he didn't work hard today, he would probably have to explain his life here if he didn't talk about the position of the president of Qingyue Association.

Ye Han had already made it clear just now that he was Mo Yunba's adopted son, and he had the intention to murder him, so he did this, how could he let him go?

There was no need to even care about anything else, especially when he felt Miao Xu's crazy eyes, he was even more frightened and ordered the people around him to rush towards Miao Xu.

His body was retreating continuously. He was originally a playboy. In the past six months, with the help of Wudie, he inexplicably reached the peak of his first acquaintance. However, if he really took action, he was even inferior to an ordinary elite. How could he dare to fight Miao Xu, the evil god?

Of course, these people are not fools. Not all of them asked people to rush towards Miao Xu, and some of them rushed towards Xikong and others. Now the only one with combat power at the scene was Miao Xu. Others, including Mo Yufei, were vulnerable. As long as they were captured, they would not believe that Miao Xu would not be afraid of being attacked.

These people came to attend Mo Yunba's funeral with their elder brother, and of course they were more to celebrate Mo Yuqing's upcoming position as the president of the Qingyue Association. Obviously, they had reached an agreement with Mo Yuqing, and the people in charge of the mourning hall were all arranged by Yu Bo, all Mo Yuqing's confidants. How could they have bare hands if they were prepared? With the orders of several big bosses, these people took out various knives and rushed towards Miao Xu at full speed.

And their number is also very large, with more than 300 people.

It’s also a blessing that the mourning hall is big enough, otherwise so many people rushed over and didn’t know what the chaos looked like.

Looking at the crowds of people rushing towards me, Miao Xu stood in front of me alone.

The fastest one was a tough man named A San, with a scar on his forehead, looking very ferocious and extremely burly. His target was not Miao Xu, but Mo Yufei behind him. He believed that as long as he captured Mo Yufei, Miao Xu would be scruples even if he was strong, but he still underestimated Miao Xu's movement speed.

Almost as he approached Mo Yufei, Miao Xu had already arrived in front of him, but before Miao Xu could take action, Mo Yufei's voice had already come from behind: "Brother Miao, let me do it..." As soon as the words came, Mo Yufei's figure rushed up, and then stabbed into A San's heart with a knife. A San opened his eyes wide, as if he didn't expect Mo Yufei's speed to be so light?

Miao Xu threw admiring eyes at Mo Yufei. This girl was really talented. As soon as she entered the first acquaintance, her realm was almost like a rocket. In just half a year, she had reached the advanced level of first acquaintance. Judging from this posture, she might not be able to reach the peak of first acquaintance in a short time, and even directly enter the perception.

However, it is obviously not the time to praise Mo Yufei. Miao Xu crossed his body and blocked most people's path for Mo Yufei. Then he stroked his fists again, clenched his fists with his right hand and claws with his left hand, and once again combined the Dragon Fist of the Dragon Family and the Tiger Fist of the Xiao Family.

Then he took a big step forward, and before the people rushed to the front, he had already grabbed one's shoulder with one hand, and then swung it out with a sudden punch. The violent fist force actually smashed the man's head directly, and countless flesh and blood sprayed the members behind him.

Miao Xu also took over the man's machete and threw it directly into the crowd.

An ordinary machete, under his force, actually penetrated a person's heart.

"Knife" Miao Xu took advantage of the group of people's snoring and suddenly drank a word and stretched out his left hand.

Mo Yunba grinned, pulled out a painted black sword from the coffin and threw it directly at Miao Xu, and was grabbed in his hand by Miao Xu.

Yu Bo and others were shocked again. When did they hide the knife in the coffin?

It was not until this time that they thought about why Mo Yufei had to prepare a coffin for her father. It turned out that the girl had known it a long time ago?

But it was too late. With a knife in hand, Miao Xu was like a tiger's wings. A huge domineering knife suddenly slashed horizontally. A sharp sword light flashed, three human heads soared into the sky, and bright red blood spurted out from his headless neck, just like three fountains.

Then Miao Xu had already twisted his knife and rushed into the crowd. He flipped the domineering knife in his hand. Before the other party raised the knife, he had already slashed from top to bottom and directly into one person's left shoulder. Then the sharp blade body went down like a tofu, and directly cut out from his right waist.

A bright red blood thread spurted out from the wound, and his right half slid down from the blade. The wound was as smooth as a mirror, making everyone frightened, and the colorful internal organs fell down, leaving all over the ground.

Then Miao Xu's backhand came another one, and the sharp sword aura came from the man down and passed through another person's face like lightning. A bloodline appeared on the man's face, and then fell directly backwards.

Immediately afterwards, Miao Xu slapped his huge blade and hit the chest of a person on the left. The man originally planned to use a knife to kill Miao Xu, but just as he made a sternum, his sternum had broken all the time, and he opened his mouth and spurted out several blood. The man had already flew back and hit several people in a row, and then he lost his life.

As for Miao Xu, he didn't even look at this side, and took another step forward, then held a knife in both hands and slashed at the man in white who was intercepting him with all his strength.

The man was already scared and terrified, but when he saw the sword that Miao Xu slashed, he still held the sword in both hands, horizontally above his head. Miao Xu had no intention of changing his moves, and still slashed it down with one sword.

The machete in the man's hand was cut in half by a domineering knife, and then the blade of the domineering knife fell from the middle of his head, and then it was cut from between his legs. His body was split into two halves. Then Miao Xu stepped over from the middle of the man's body, like a bloodthirsty devil, which scared the people around him so much that they were frightened.

Is this a fucking human?

How can a person be so powerful?

How could a knife be so sharp?

"Elder Yu, what are you waiting for? Do you really want to waste all your previous efforts?" Seeing that the thugs who were finally encouraged by him and others were about to be killed by Miao Xu and turned around to escape. Ye Han could no longer control the traitors in the rainy day and shouted directly.

Yu Bo, who had been waiting in the crowd for the opportunity to take action, suddenly shook his body, and then he saw his body suddenly lifted up half a foot, and his clothes were shattered. The muscles on his back and arms swelled up like chicken blood. In the blink of an eye, Yu Bo, who was originally hunched, had turned into a two-meter-strong man. Apart from his wrinkles and gray hair, he looked a little old.

Mo Yunba, who had been staying behind Miao Xu, even exclaimed: "Blood Madman?"

[Thanks Xuexue for being the 30th baron in this book! Finally, I say something nonsense, don’t read it if you don’t like it. I have been writing books for a few years. At first, it was just an interest, but later it became a profession. What is a profession? It is to rely on this to make a living. Our income comes directly from the readers’ subscriptions and rewards. Therefore, readers are parents of food and clothing for us. I think no professional writer can take the initiative to offend readers. If they offend their parents of food and clothing, what else can the writer eat and wear? Xingchen is no exception. The purpose of Xingchen is to make all the parents of food and clothing comfortable.

Please be happier, be happier, so try to write some books that make everyone happy. However, Xingchen is not a god after all, and what they write cannot satisfy everyone. Even those Internet masters, can their books be liked by everyone? It is impossible. Even if it is a master such as Jin Yong and Gu Long, their books cannot satisfy everyone. What Xingchen can do is to try to write the plot well while working hard to update more, update earlier, and update more stably, so that everyone can try to be more comfortable, happier and more convenient!

But? Some people still come to make trouble, and they come to scold this and that. Often, these people don’t even have an account, so I don’t understand. What are the things I offended you?

Writing and reading books is actually a very simple truth. If you like to read, you will continue to read. If you don’t like to read, you won’t read. Xingchen has never forced him, and he is not qualified to force anyone to read my book, right?

Do you have any trouble with me?

Don’t think that writers are very relaxed. Sitting at home and writing a few words is just money, and they don’t need to work. Here’s a word here. Writing a book is tiring, writing a good book is even more tiring. If you want to write a good book, you have to work hard to keep updating and stable. That is more tiring. When you feel good, it’s okay. Sometimes when you don’t feel it, you have to sit in front of the computer all day long to keep updating. You won’t understand. Sometimes in order to write chapters that satisfy you, you will delete it over and over again. You won’t understand. Sometimes, even though your shoulders, back, and cervical spine are severely painful, but you won’t understand because of the pain when you have to write. Sometimes, even if you are sleepy, you still can’t understand how many words you have to finish. What you see is the grades of writers, and what you see is the free life of writers, but is the writer really free? At least for online writers who have to update every day, are they really free?

I can tell you again that since I typed, I have less time to party with my friends. Many times my friends called me and I answered that I still had to type. I didn’t go anymore and I had less time to spend with my family. When others started to tease my son, wife, and parents after get off work, I was still typing. When others could play on weekends and Sundays, we were still typing. Even when we occasionally went out to relax, we were still conceiving the plot in our minds. I was really tired!

Many friends I met after writing books are still reading my books, and some have not read them anymore, but no matter what I read or not, they advise me to update less, it is okay to update less, and it is enough to update six thousand words a day. Xingchen promises them every time, well, I will update less, but after so long, what month do I have less than 250,000 words?

On average, when is there a day less than 8,000 words?

Why? Some people say that for money, it’s good to make money by writing books. There are more updates and more money, but I tell you, if I write 250,000 words, if I send them in two months, I will definitely get more royalties after I send them in one month. Why didn’t I do that? It’s not because of those readers who support me, or because I write them in a passion!

Monthly tickets are linked to the Dragon List and also to the bonus. Please give me a monthly ticket. If you say I want more money, I won’t refute it!

You can recommend tickets, clicks, collections, including comments, and royalties, so why do I still ask for it? That's because I think it's readers' recognition of me, that's readers' encouragement, that's readers' recognition of me, that's readers' recognition of me, that's the biggest reason I can keep writing books is not because I make money by writing books, and there are too many ways to make money, my uncle's sand and gravel factory, my godfather's hardware, and some friends who do big business, if it's just for the sake of making money

I can definitely join them for money, why bother to squeeze my body every day? The reason why I can persevere is because of the sense of accomplishment I gained in writing books and the feeling of being recognized. Maybe you have never written books and you can't understand it, but I just like this feeling, so I ask for votes, recommendations, various requests, and even a word of encouragement from a reader will greatly increase my motivation, full of confidence and rich inspiration. Even if I am a little tired or harder, I am willing to do it!

It's almost two o'clock again. Do you think I want to be so late and not sleep? Do you think I want to be so tired every day? Do you think I want to sit in front of the computer every day to write? Do you think I want to arch the cervical spine? Bear the danger of cervical spine protrusion?

I tell you very clearly that I really don’t want to. My ideal life is to spend two hours writing books every day, then make a cup of tea in the afternoon, read books, listen to music, find time every month to gather with friends, and spend more time with your family every day, but what’s the result? I definitely spend more than eight hours sitting in front of the computer every day, and there are more than eight hours, so in fact, I am just a hard-working person. You really don’t need to envy me or come here to scold me, reflecting your existence. You live a very free life than me, at least if you want to scold me, don’t you?

So please don’t come back. I like reading the book review area. What I want to see most is everyone’s discussion of the plot, and secondly, everyone’s appreciation. I really don’t want to see troublemakers like you at all!

I've talked a lot of nonsense, I'm sorry for all the subscribed brothers and sisters, tomorrow will explode...
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