168 Blood Lingzhi Mushroom (1/2)

Mo Wen's sudden appearance gave the seniors and juniors a shock, especially because he carried one of their people in his grasp. With just a glance, it was obvious that he did not come with good intentions nor was he their side

The senior at the front felt the veins on his head throb as he spoke, ”What did you say?” His entire being became glum and looking at Mo Wen was like looking at a dead person.

His ancestor?

Even if that fellow wanted to die, he did not have to be so direct. Perhaps he was tired of living.

Mo Wen said smilingly, ”Are you deaf? Your ancestor, did you hear it clearly this time?” It looked as though he was just chatting with someone.

The leading senior looked at Mo Wen. In the next moment, his body flashed and he pounced on Mo Wen, ”You're looking for death.” His power was impressive and he looked like he wanted to dismember Mo Wen into many pieces.

Mo Wen's lips turned upwards into a smile. He looked at the corpse in his hand before casually throwing it away. Immediately, that corpse was like an artillery shell that had knocked at the senior who pounced forward.

The senior was shocked and dodged a little in an effort to evade. However, he suddenly realized that there was a scary aura descending from the skies all of a sudden and it enveloped his body. He felt as though his entire body had fallen into mercury and the surrounding air had become so heavy that it was like liquid metal. It compressed him so tightly that it was not easy to move even a bit.

After pausing for a moment, the corpse covered with cold ice had knocked over and sent him flying. The scary force was like a huge mountain pressing onto his body, almost squashing him flat.

After being knocked about for over 20 meters, the senior finally landed on the ground. As for the corpse, it immediately shattered into pieces and become a pile of ice shards.

Puke!

The senior at the front had vomited a mouthful of fresh blood. An unbearable pain circulated through his entire body and it felt as though as he had fallen apart. He lost all feeling in his body and could not get up, even after a long time.

He knew that the hit from before had caused bones in his body to shatter in at least 10 different areas, thus rendering him instantly disabled. Yet, that was still not the most shocking part. The scariest thing was the young man's cultivation. He realized that against this young man, he was simply no match.

Previously, that pressure was too scary. It was like pressure that only an old senior with the Qi Nucleation realm could have. How could it possibly be?! For a man younger that him to have such a scary cultivation? He simply could not believe it.

From a young age, he had learnt martial arts in the mountain school. He trained for over 20 years and even he was only at the beginning stage of the Soothing Pulse realm. This young man was not even 20 years old. If he had not started training from being in his mother's womb, how could he have achieved such a scary Cultivation?

Seeing as the senior was unable to defend against even the first move, the other disciples were all so scared that their faces turned pale and they looked at Mo Wen in fear. In the next moment, they had turned around to run away.

They were no longer in the frame of mind to rape or seduce the girl. They would thank the heavens if they were even able to make a run for it.

Upon seeing that those seniors and juniors had run off without him, the leading senior had immediately flown into a rage, ”You bunch of impudent things…” They had no loyalty at all. Even if they wanted to escape, they should have at least brought him along. They only cared about saving their own lives so how could they even consider themselves as fellow seniors and juniors.

The corners of Mo Wen's lips curled upwards, ”Don't run anymore, none of you will be able to make it out.” From their conversations, he knew that they were disciples from the same school and sect. They definitely had a school and sect backing them. If he let them off, it would inevitably cause more unnecessary trouble. Hence, it was better to just get rid of all evidence immediately so he would not have to worry about any hidden danger.

He lifted his hand slightly and three rays of silver-blue light had flashed out. Immediately, they shot over a distance of over a hundred yards.

In the next moment, three of the people who were running had become frozen in place. Traces of cracks spread across their bodies and soon after, they disintegrated into a pile of ice shards on the ground. Under the blazing sun, they gradually melted away.

Three of the Silver Serpent Freezing Pin had circled around in the air before flying back again. A blue light flashed before they fell back into Mo Wen's hands.

The three seniors and juniors had died in his hand in the blink of an eye. The leading senior looked at Mo Wen in shock, ”You…don't kill me… I can agree to any of your terms…” He was so shocked and frightened and shifted in an attempt to retreat. His entire body had started to tremble uncontrollably and it was the first time he had felt death come so close. He finally knew what despair and helplessness felt like.

Although he had killed quite a number of people and had the blood of many on his hands, when it was his turn instead, he found that everything was so frightening. He did not want to die… he was still young…the female senior in his school and sect had yet to even agree to his wooing and advances…how could he die? Based on his qualifications, he should be able to have a very good future. Yet, everything he worked so hard for would be gone once he died.

The leading senior did not stop begging for mercy. He struggled and forced his body to kneel on the ground, constantly kowtowing to Mo wen.

However, Mo Wen did not even spare him a glance. Instead, he was curiously toying around with the pistol in his hand. He knew of the power of a pistol. Although it was not a threat to him, it was quite a big threat to ancient martial art practitioners with a lower level than the Soothing Pulse realm. Moreover, it was a normal pistol and was not a specially crafted pistol. Yet, it already had such power.

Furthermore, many of the people who were trained in ancient martial arts were not very qualified. It was possible that they would not even be able to train up to the Soothing Pulse realm in their lifetime. Lifelong training still lost to a pistol. Nobody could overlook the might of modern technology.

After all, a pistol was the most basic. There were still machine guns, sniper guns, cannons, missiles, nuclear weapons…