Fantasy Prehistoric Supreme Through The Sky

The six hundred and twenty-fifth chapter asks for the Mo Family Fei attack!

Just as the Six-Finger Black Knight took a step, he heard an indifferent and indisputable voice from the inn.

His raised left foot stopped immediately.

Master Xu looked at the inn and squinted slightly, “Giant, this is the end of the matter, why not try hard?”

Master Xu’s sword-making skills are quite good, but his skills are limited. Hearing Tongtian’s voice, it seemed that he didn’t intend to make the Mo Family retreat all over. In his opinion, if that’s the case, why not give it a go?

But he is not a giant of the Mo family, and he doesn’t know what the giant means to the entire Mo family.

The Six-Finger Black Xia put down his left foot and jumped onto the roof of the inn.

Upon seeing this, Master Xu waved his hand at the Mo family disciple behind him, and dozens of dark shadows flocked to Lu Cheng Inn.

In the inn, Tongtian called everyone from the Mo family and turned to look at Gongsun Yu on the ground, “Mr. Gongsun, there is still a last wish.”

Tongtian’s voice was flat and indifferent, like a stranger.

In fact, the two have known each other for seven years.

But in Gongsun Yu’s eyes, Tongtian at this time was completely a stranger, he was more like Zhao Zheng than Tongtian.

He asked if he had a last wish. Gongsun Yu wanted to say that his biggest wish was to kill Tongtian, but he swallowed it back, “Take care of Li Ji.”

With that said, Gongsun Yu lifted his hand sword and wiped it on his neck.

At this moment, the six-fingered black man descended from the sky, the long sword leaned out, and directly blocked Gongsun Yu’s Qingfeng!

“Die, you must die right!” The Six-Finger Black Xia snatched Qingfeng from Gongsun Yu and raised his eyes to Tongtian.

Tongtian didn’t make a move, and Gongsun Yu’s death and immortality were actually the same to him.

Seeing the six-fingered black man standing, Tong Tian couldn’t help but feel ridiculous. “How do you say the six-fingered black man is also a Mo family giant, but now he puts on a posture of saving people and flees. Is it possible that you are so confident in the face of this prince?”

The six-fingered black man moved his right foot forward, his left foot behind, and the long sword in his hand was sheathed. Qingfeng held his left hand, his body slightly bent, and his left hand pointed directly at Gongsun Yu on the ground, as if he had rescued Gongsun Yu and had to turn around and escape immediately. posture.

Seeing that Tongtian saw through his own mind, the six-finger black man was not surprised, but he became more cautious, “Wang Zizheng’s words are bad, and the Mo family disciples are unwilling to see any senseless sacrifices. Today, Wang Zizheng is waiting for us. It’s the prince’s ability to win the net. If I don’t have enough skills, I really deserve it.”

The Six-Fingered Blackman was not without self-confidence, but didn’t want to fight Tongtian again.

Because he knew that no matter how he shot, he couldn’t crack the Internal Energy behind Tongtian.

It’s just that he doesn’t know that Tongtian doesn’t have Internal Energy at all, so he is really smart and mistaken.

Tongtian just smiled when he heard the words, but did not refute it. He turned around and lit the candle again. “The giant sits on the mountain and watched the tiger fight. I never thought it was the current situation. I don’t know how the giant plans to be good?”

Tong Tian sat down, but fortunately he took a quick look at Xue Ji, and then asked the six-finger black man.

Since it’s here, you have to pay a price.

The six-fingered black man didn’t know what he meant, and he immediately said, “How kind the prince wants to be.”

He knew what Tongtian meant. Tonight, he and Gongsun Yu came one after another to kill Wang Zizheng, but now that he was defeated, he couldn’t retreat completely. If he didn’t pay a little price, he could only fight to the death.

But he wouldn’t fight to the death, Death is a very remote thing for him.

Tongtian looked at the six-finger black man, and said lightly, “Your Mo family’s’non-attack’, this prince likes it very much.”

“No!” At this moment, Xue Ji, who had never spoken, suddenly shouted.

Fei Gong was created by the ancestor of the Mohist school, and after continuous improvement by the Mohist tycoons of various generations, it is now the supreme weapon of the Mohist school!

It is rumored that non-attack can be transformed into a variety of different forms, used for different purposes, exquisite and unpredictable.

Tongtian opened his mouth to ask for a non-attack. How could Xue Ji accept it?

The six-fingered black man of course knew the importance of Fei Gong to the Mo School. He shook his head and said, “Wang Zizheng is joking, Fei Gong is the root of Mo Clan. If Wang Zizheng likes it, he can dissuade King Qin Fei Gong.”

He was talking about non-attack, not the non-attack in Tongtian’s mouth.

Non-offensive and love are the roots of the Mohist school. Non-aggressors, there is no war.

Seeing the six-finger black man walking in circles with himself, the sky suddenly became cold, “It seems that you can’t shed tears if you don’t see the coffin.”

When the voice fell, Xun Zheng suddenly jumped up, but what is strange is that he passed by above the table without bringing any wind, and even the candle on the table did not shake.

He suddenly appeared in front of the six-fingered black man, raised his palm and pushed it horizontally, and a violent force hit the six-finger black man’s chest.

“puff!”

The six-fingered black man “thump chuck chuck” stepped back several steps, smashed the door frame with his body, turned over and fell down on the corridor outside the room.

He looked at Tongtian in horror. He had already used his internal energy to dissolve most of Tongtian’s strength, but he couldn’t stand it!

What kind of monster is this person!

Although he was prepared in his heart, he was still unable to resist the fear in his heart when he experienced it personally. The power of Tongtian’s shot was too strong, and it was definitely not something that a mortal could have!

“you……”

“The patience of this prince is really not much, you’d better say something that the prince can understand.”

Tongtian returned to the stool and picked up the tea cup casually.