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Chapter 138 Evil is forbidden here!

Everyone's expressions changed drastically. It's hard to imagine that Mo Ming actually arrived at the scene in time. How did he know their location?Was it nearby before?
They were also shocked by Mo Ming's aggressive aura, they heard his voice before seeing him.

Two level 9 ancient warriors were blown to pieces in one move, he has at least level 10 strength.

For a moment, the ninjas were on guard as if they were facing a big enemy, but they didn't have much fear in their hearts. After all, there were more than 20 people on their side!
Four powerful level 10 ninjas lead a group of level 8 and 9 ninjas, all of whom are elite members of the dark ninja. How could Mo Ming lose by himself?
No matter how strong he is, two fists are no match for four hands, and his strength is limited after all.

The reason why Jiro Ishihara specifically contacted Mo Ming and prepared to tell him his address was not only to make him angry and grief-stricken, but also to prompt him to come to his home to die and throw himself into a trap, so as to avoid searching all over the island and wasting time.

Now, it came at the right time, and I couldn't bear to watch my teammates and even the girl I liked being abused wantonly!
Ishihara Jiro feels that his chrysanthemum mark is craving this extremely painful and powerful soul. Once absorbed, he can break through to a new level, level 11!
Bang!
Mo Ming jumped like a beast, and his feet fell to the ground with a bang.

In an instant, with him as the center, countless dirt, broken branches and flesh were shot in all directions, trampling a level 8 ninja to death.

"It's time for a good show." Mo Ming said in a deep voice.

He swept across the scene coldly, when he saw Mo Zixiu holding a long sword and supporting himself to guard Mo Qingran, who was half kneeling on the ground.

A heart suddenly settled down.

Before that, no matter how calm he was, there was always an unspeakable fear flowing deep in his heart.

He was afraid that he would be late and then see that nightmare scene, so he could only try his best to rush forward, punching and punching constantly, destroying everything in his way!

Mo Qingran, I'm here to save you!
His eyes were like a ray of light illuminating Mo Qingran's beautiful eyes full of darkness.

Her teary eyes were blurred, she was both moved and worried, and in the end she only condensed into a silent sentence: "Mo Ming, please kill me first, and then live."

Mo Ming laughed, hehe, just depend on them?

Somehow, when Jiro Ishihara saw Mo Ming's performance, a warning sign suddenly occurred in his heart, and an ominous premonition surged up in his heart.

He immediately chose a relatively safe approach. Without saying a word, he quickly rushed to Mo Qingran, taking down the key hostage first.

Nakamura also had the same idea as Ishihara Jiro, and his goal was Mo Zixiu.

Mo Ming stretched out his hands, and ten evil-suppressing talismans shot out, burning like flames, rising in the air, emitting a majestic red light, covering a large area.

"Evil is forbidden here!" Mo Ming said coldly and solemnly.

All the ninjas instantly felt trapped in a difficult quagmire, and their movements were slow, especially for the heinous member of the Aspirant Society Jiro Ishihara and others who had a remarkable effect.

Mo Ming stretched out his hand and pulled out an equally majestic Ghost Head Knife from the void. It was three feet and seven inches long, and it could kill three souls and seven souls, as well as sinful people!
This time, how can you die so easily?

Today, I'm going to have a hundred ghost tempering that belongs to you!

Death of body and soul, endless purgatory!
when--

Mo Zixiu raised his long sword to confront Nakamura Takeshi's dagger.

On the other side, Mo Ming roared out like a cannonball, ignoring all kinds of shuriken hidden weapons shot by other ninjas, holding a ghost knife and slashing straight at Ishihara Jiro, forcing the opponent to turn around and fight him.

Mo Ming's body flashed continuously, and those sharp weapons for poisoning were all bounced off like children's toys, and scattered all over the ground along the straight line formed by Mo Ming's afterimages.

What rubbish, also want to hurt him.

With the number of amulets that Mo Ming can buy with tens of thousands of gold coins, even if he stands still and let these people kill him, he might be able to kill him...

when!
Ishihara Jiro's alloy dagger collided sharply with Mo Ming's ghost head knife, making a piercing sound, as if it could pierce a person's soul.

The sharp blade cut through iron like mud, almost cutting off the hard dagger directly.

Ishihara Jiro felt a strong force coming, his hands were numb from the shock, his heart and soul were also trembling, and his expression couldn't help being horrified.

Suppress evil spirits and deter souls!
How could this guy have so many terrifying secret realm props, and they just happen to restrain them from dark forbearance. Could it be that he refined them all by himself?

My God, if this is really the case, then he is definitely the most terrifying enemy in the history of dark ninja, the nemesis of life!
Jiro Ishihara wanted to retreat with the help of this impact. After all, ninjas are not good at confronting the enemy head-on, and he didn't want to bear the brunt of it. Let other ninjas hold Mo Ming to consume.

Mo Ming, however, had no intention of letting him go. He followed closely and punched out.

The berserk power of the Perfect Explosion Fist surged out like the rising sun, radiating bright rays of light, which reflected Ishihara Jiro's face was pale, and his soul flew away.

He hurriedly raised the dagger to block it, only to find that his arm and the dagger were completely torn apart by the explosive force, half of his body almost lost consciousness.

"Ah!" Ishihara Jiro screamed.

But this was just the beginning, Mo Ming cut him in half with a ghost knife, cut off his limbs, and pasted an evil talisman on him to prevent him from escaping.

Don't you want a hostage?Is the human pig okay?

Then he put it aside for the time being, and rushed towards the Nakamura who had attacked Mo Zixiu.

Ishihara Jiro fell in a pool of his own blood, his face no longer had the sinister, lewd, rampant and proud smile before, only endless fear and regret.

This guy is a devil!
He suddenly thought of a possibility, his uncle Kazuo Ishihara, a level 11 ninja, wouldn't die in the opponent's hands, right?

The more he thought about it, the more likely it seemed, and the more he wanted to escape from this place, but his situation at the moment was just like Mo Qingran before, completely losing his ability to move, and his eyes only showed despair!

Nakamura just saw that Jiro Ishihara was dealt with so easily and ended up miserable, so he dared not stay, so he fled out of the range of the evil-suppressing talisman regardless of his own safety.

A Suppressing Evil Talisman stuck to it like a tarsal maggot, and Mo Ming's stormy attack followed, and soon there was another human pig on the ground.

Mo Ming flicked out five amulets, and a gentle aura enveloped Mo Qingran and Mo Zixiu.

He said calmly: "No harm is allowed here!"

The green leaf snake venom's encroachment on Mo Qingran's life was also stopped by the power of the amulet, and he fell into a state of stagnation.

Mo Qingran's water-like eyes were gently rippling, and he stared at Mo Ming tenderly, as if he wanted to engrave his heroic figure of saving the beauty in his mind forever.

The rest of the ninjas originally wanted to besiege and kill Mo Ming with Ishihara Jiro and Nakamura Takeshi, but now they are dumbfounded, what should they do?
"Don't be afraid, he is just one person, can he beat so many of us? Even if he is exhausted, he will be exhausted. He must be running out of power and props so much. Let's go together! Kill Wang Mingliang, for the sake of I secretly bear revenge!"

A level 10 ninja shouted hoarsely, ordering those low-level ninjas to step forward, but he secretly retreated back to wait and see.

"Exhausted?" Mo Ming chuckled, and shot out two Suppressing Evil Talismans, suppressing the two level 10 ninjas who were far away and wanted to escape.

Immediately, he began to perform amputation operations on those low-level ninjas on the scene. His movements became more and more proficient, and his skills were superb, which made people tremble and received no praise.

From time to time, there were sharp screams at the scene, like purgatory on earth.

Zhou Hao hid in the dense forest, watching all these horrific scenes, and couldn't help but tremble like chaff all over his body.

How can it be?Although he was a strong dark horse when he participated in the Boxing Championship, he defeated Zhou Liyang, but he was only around level 7.

How long has it been since he was able to casually crush a group of elite ninjas? In his hands, level 10 ninjas are just fish on a chopping board, ready to be slaughtered!
Mo Ming suddenly felt something, and glanced at Zhou Hao with a half-smile.

He had already come to the periphery and began to operate on the last few ninjas. He looked at Zhou Hao like he was staring at a patient on a hospital bed.

Zhou Hao seemed to have fallen into an ice cellar, his dead soul was jumping up, he flew into the depths of the woods without saying a word, only hated his parents for losing two legs.

At this time, the communicator beside Jiro Ishihara suddenly rang, it was not from Mo Zixiu, but from Anren.

(End of this chapter)