Chapter 640 640 The Unyielding Heart

Mo Yanhong thought so in his heart, but he didn't say anything, he pulled out his long sword and stabbed Mucheng.

Swordsman of the sixth rank, in a small place like Cangshan City, it is still eye-catching, but he is really sorry for his reputation as the son of a noble family in the capital.

If it were normal, with the actual combat experience gained from fighting powerful alien beasts, it would be easy for Mu Cheng to defeat him.

With a flash of sword light, the long sword that Mu Cheng reluctantly lifted was knocked flying by Mo Yanhong. The next moment, the cold long sword pierced his shoulder again, which was the same wound just now.

"What a ruthless heart!" Seeing Mo Yanhong's vicious sword, everyone felt a little sympathy for Mu Cheng.

Mu Cheng's whole body trembled in pain, and he didn't even groan and scream, but he still gritted his teeth and insisted not to fall down.

"I thought it was very powerful, but that's all. Now you are convinced, as long as you obediently kneel down and beg for mercy, I will let you live." Although Mo Yanhong defeated the enemy with one sword, he also knew how to defeat a seriously injured man. His opponent was not very glorious, only by letting Mu Cheng lie down in front of him like a dog and begging for mercy, could he truly regain his face, so he said with a grim smile.

"Bah, with your strength, you want me to be convinced, and dream... a dream!" Mu Cheng gasped and scolded through gritted teeth.

Seeing that Mu Cheng was injured like this, he still didn't give in, and Mo Yanhong felt even more embarrassed. The veins on his forehead were bulging, and the long sword was violently stirred.

"Kick, ka..." The sound of broken bones also spread into everyone's ears, and blood spurted out again.

"Are you satisfied now?" Mo Yanhong roared angrily.

"I don't agree." Mu Cheng's face was twisted in pain, but he still squeezed two words out of his teeth.

"Okay, okay, let me see how hard you can be!" Mo Yanhong's eyes flashed with anger, and a silver light burst out from his long sword, obviously he was about to strike hard.

"Stop!" The surrounding crowd could no longer watch, and shouted at the same time.

Although most of them have no cultivation base, they have never eaten pork and have seen a pig run before, so they still have some knowledge.

Mucheng's shoulder bone was broken earlier, and as long as there is a suitable medicinal medicine, it can still be cured, but if Mo Yanhong stabs with this sword, his shoulder bone will definitely shatter into slag, and it will be completely incurable.

As a swordsman, if you abolish the hand holding the sword, your life will be completely over, which is even crueler than killing him.

Regardless of right and wrong, Mu Cheng's unyielding and perseverance had completely convinced them, and no one wanted to see him end up like this.

Mo Yanhong would not take these ants in his eyes, let alone stop just because of them. Seeing that they actually turned to Mu Hanyan's side, he was even more annoyed in his heart, and the anger in his eyes became a little thicker.

Seeing that Mo Yanhong was about to abolish Mucheng, Wu Qiyun finally raised his last strength, jumped up from the ground and slammed towards Mo Yanhong.

"Humph, there is another person asking for trouble, and it will be your turn in a while." Of course, Mo Yanhong wouldn't take Wu Qiyun, who was at the end of the shot, in his eyes.

This kick hit the chest, Wu Qiyun snorted and flew out. Before landing, he spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, obviously seriously injured.

If it wasn't for Mo Yanhong's scruples about the Wu family, this kick would have killed him.