Chapter 191 A fish slipped through the net

As soon as Mo Yu finished speaking, two figures broke out of the window, one on the left and one on the right. They did not escape out of the house, but tacitly headed towards the roof to kill.

"Well done!"

Mo Yu Qingxiao drew his sword out of its sheath, facing the enemy's siege by two masters of the fourth level. Not only did he have no fear, but his heart was full of fighting spirit.

The battle with Chu Cifeng was not enough, and the changes brought about by the improvement of the realm were not implemented one by one. In addition, I also wanted to try the power of Phantom Wuji and Tiangang Sword Technique.

The light was dim, and the faces of each other could not be clearly seen for a while. All that was known was that one of the two wielded a sword, and the other wielded a light axe.

Mo Yu tapped the roof tile lightly, lifted his body up in the air, and carried the sword box behind his back. Four magic sutras appeared on the skin of his limbs.

The man with the sword arrived first. He was short and thin with a pockmarked face, and he used a single move to sweep away thousands of troops with an expressionless expression.

Mo Yu's eyes flashed with anger, he raised his left hand slightly, moved the sword box away from his back to block the opponent's sword, and stabbed the opponent's chest with his right hand.

At the critical moment, Mazilian threw the long sword to the ground with his backhand, pulled off his outer robe with both hands, wrapped the round tip of Youwei's sword, and pulled Mo Yu towards the courtyard with no force.

"Die!"

The man with the ax arrived from behind. After roaring, the ax head detached from the ax handle and struck Mo Yu's back with an iron chain several meters long.

Mo Yu's eyes widened and shrank, and the inner power of the magic power in Dan's belly opened and poured out. The Youwei sword tip spat out a stream of black sword energy, blowing the pockmarked face's robe into pieces and leaving several bloody traces.

Not only that, Mo Yu swung the sword case back and knocked back the axe. The heavy force made the man with the axe shake back more than ten steps, causing the tiger's mouth to become numb and the roof tiles to slide down.

"This kid is not normal!"

The man who wielded the ax was so horrified that he couldn't think about anything else. He put the ax on his waist, and then hit the roof with both hands. As expected, half of the tiles of the house under his feet turned into hidden weapons and shot towards Mo Yu. He took out the ax again, like a meteor hammer.

Swinging like that and following behind the tiles.

In the courtyard, the pock-marked man picked up the long sword again, with a sinister smile on his lips. He reached into his arms and took out a small dagger. The blade of the dagger glowed green and seemed to be extremely poisonous.

Mo Yu landed on the ground with the help of his strength. He saw the actions of the two enemies. He cried and dropped to the ground. He held up the sword box with his right hand and waved it. He walked with the body and turned the box around, dancing out a circle of black box curtains.

All the tiles were blocked.

"Crack, crackle, crackle!"

Soon, the surrounding eaves and tile fragments were spread on the ground. Under normal circumstances, Mo Yu should be tired and panting, but the power provided by the magic sutra was still flowing continuously, and the more he beat, the harder it became to stop.

"The sequelae of being possessed have not dissipated yet." Feeling that his murderous aura was stronger than before, Mo Yu frowned and thought to himself.

After the box fell, Mo Yu drew his sword and struck out, pointing directly at the pockmarked face closest to him. The man with the ax wanted to take advantage of this to escape, and just jumped ten meters along the eaves, when he was shocked to find many Momen disciples surrounding the Mo Mansion.

Sun Hannan led the team and waved to the man with the axe: "This road is blocked. It's rare that my sect leader wants to learn from each other. You'd better go back."

The man who wielded the ax looked very ugly and was still unwilling to give up. He turned around and jumped in the other direction, but was stopped by Mo Qi and a fourth-level master of Tianmo Sect in despair.

"If you want to get out from this way, you will die!" Mo Qi said from the shadows, but did not appear.

The ax wielder's eyes flashed, hesitating and thinking. There was no need to consider other directions. There must be heavy troops guarding him. If he forced a sudden attack, he would definitely die.

When we go back, we have to team up with Pockmarked Face to fight Mo Yu, who is weirdly powerful. We are 50% sure, but since Mo Yu dares to fight alone, he will definitely have backup plans to save his life, but the result is still a narrow escape.

"Let's fight, as long as we capture that kid quickly, we won't be afraid of not being able to escape!" Finally, the man with the ax made the final decision and turned around to go back.

When he went back, Mo Yu was fighting fiercely with Mazi's face.

Pockmarked Face's own strength is the same as Mo Yu's, but under the power of the magic scripture, he can only be beaten passively. He has already opened several bloody wounds on his body, and every attack will leave a blood stain.

"Boy, accept your fate!"

The man with the ax took the lead and wanted to disturb Mo Yu's mind with his shouts. Then he swung the ax in an arc and rescued the pockmarked face, and the two stood together.

Mo Yu squinted his eyes and glanced at the ax wielder. Now that he was close, he could see his face clearly.

He has a thin body, high facial bones, his eyes cannot be seen clearly, and his nose is a rare aquiline nose.

"Who are you two?" Mo Yu did not move quickly and shook off the dust on his robe. He was not worried at all that the two people opposite him would launch a sneak attack, or that he was deliberately exposing his flaws.

"Don't you already know?" He sneered with a hooked nose and turned his head to look at the pockmarked face. The latter shook his head at him, indicating that he should be calm.

Mo Yu chuckled, looking back and forth between the two of them, and finally pointed at his hooked nose: "The masked man who died tonight was your substitute, right?"

The hook-nosed eyes wrinkled when he heard this, but he didn't admit it.

"Send someone to create noise to lure our guards out to check, and then deliberately fight and stalemate to attract more guards to come out, thus completing the process of luring the snake out of its hole."

Mo Yu said to himself, not paying attention to the reaction of Hook Nose: "There are not many thunderbolts, but they can cause explosions and release smoke in a small area. Taking advantage of this, they entered Mo's Mansion and searched scattered. Unfortunately, nothing was found in the end, and the entire army was wiped out.

"

"Boy, I don't understand what you are talking about at all." His hook-nosed tone made no waves.

"Don't understand?" Mo Yu was deliberately startled. He touched his chin with his left hand and said loudly: "A total of eighteen people entered the mansion. In the end, the total number of casualties was only seventeen. So where is the remaining one?"

"You betrayed me!" After hearing Mo Yu's words, he shouted angrily with a hooked nose and looked at the pockmarked face.

The pockmarked face looked very ugly, and he replied angrily: "Idiot, if I colluded with him, how could you still be standing here?"

Awakened by the words, the hook-nosed man suddenly understood that the young man opposite was trying to sow discord. He sweated unknowingly. It was so dangerous, and he almost got killed. But in this way, how would the number of people in their movement be exposed?

Could it be that there is a traitor in one of our own people? No, if there is a traitor, then the boy will not go crazy. After thinking about it, he still can't find the answer, and he can't help but look at the pockmarked face again.

The pock-marked man noticed his companion's reaction, sighed in his heart, didn't bother to pay attention, and rushed towards Mo Yu: "What nonsense, just kill him!"

"Want to kill me? It depends on whether you have the ability."

Mo Yu raised his eyebrows, his legs made a strange movement, and instantly appeared on the right side of Mazi's face, and a dark afterimage appeared where he originally stood.

"What?"

He looked at the afterimage with a pockmarked face in disbelief. When he reacted, Mo Yu had already swung a sword at him.

The weapons collided, and his pockmarked face and body hit the wall of the house like a cannonball. He spat out a breath of bright red, and his breath became much weaker.

Everything was in a flash of lightning, and Hook Nose didn't react at all.

"The first move of the Tiangang Sword Technique, Tiankui!" Mo Yu said silently in his heart, and the black sword energy heaved and converged to one point. Looking from the outside, a small but dazzling black light dot appeared on the tip of the sword.

When Aquiline Nose saw Youwei aiming at him, he was immediately scared to death. Although he didn't know what the black light was, he could already feel a sharp sword intent trying to penetrate him.

"Axe Curtain Sickle!"

The aquiline nose whistled lowly, the ax rotated around him with the iron chain, and the light of the ax blade destroyed the courtyard to pieces.

Seeing this, Mo Yu used Phantom Promise again, leaving an afterimage on the spot, and his body quickly appeared in front of the aquiline nose, "Pfft~", and you sobbed into the opponent's chest.

"You..." A large amount of blood spat out from the aquiline nose's mouth, and the ax chain fell to the ground with a clatter.

"Don't worry, it's the right side of your chest. You can't die." Mo Yu whispered into Hook Nose's ear, and the next moment he knocked the opponent unconscious and sealed his acupuncture points to stop the bleeding.

Only the pockmarked face remains.

Mo Yu walked towards Mazi's face, who was still gasping for breath on the ground. The injury was not fatal, but it was difficult to stand up again.

"Should I call you Wang Zhu, or should I call you Tie Sanshi?" Mo Yu looked at the pockmarked face coldly, but his tone was very complicated.

Mazi's face was thinking about how to fight back, but as soon as Mo Yu said these words, his pupils immediately widened and he asked in shock: "How did you know?"

Mo Yu smiled at the pock-marked reaction. His guess was correct. This person was the real building killer Tie Sanshi, and the previous one was just an impostor.

"The people who attack the secret room can only be members of my Mo family."

Mo Yu opened his mouth to explain to the other party: "Today, I specially sent someone to check the list of everyone in the mansion and investigate everyone's movements in the two days before and after the incident. By coincidence, a servant in the mansion came back.

I went home to visit my relatives, and the day he resigned and left was the night I was assassinated."

"Everything is impermanent, so what does this mean?" Tie Sanshi was not satisfied with this explanation.

"Normally there is nothing abnormal, but it's a pity..."

As Mo Yu spoke, he took out a piece of paper from his arms, threw it to Tie Sanshi and said: "I, Mo Mansion, have a rule. No matter which servant wants to leave the mansion, he must go to the housekeeper's office to write a note, mark the date, and come back.

Then eliminate it later.”

Tie Sanshi was breathing heavily and picked up the paper and opened it. He saw on the paper: Wang Zhu, on the 23rd of Bingzi month in the fourth year of Tianhe, go home to visit relatives and return on the 5th!

"What's more, Wang Zhu's parents have arranged a marriage for him at home. As a courtesy, he sent a letter today saying that he will postpone his return home for one month." Mo Yu threw out another letter.

The envelope was named Wang Zhu. Tie Sansanqi did not check the authenticity. He stood up with a defeated look on his face, coughing blood and looked at Mo Yu: "I hesitated before accepting this business, but unfortunately, fate has its way. But these

It can only prove that I am an imposter, so how can you determine that I am Iron Thirty?"

"You guessed it." Mo Yu chuckled softly: "I don't know your true identity, but I saw that the weapons you used were a long sword and a short dagger, which are very similar to the assassin who assassinated that day. When I think of this tonight,

If someone secretly plots Chen Cang's actions, he will deceive you casually."

"You..." Tie Sanshi was furious, his injuries became more serious, and he gasped: "If you want to kill or behead me, it's up to you!"

"You don't have to die, as long as you reveal your employer." Mo Yu said with a serious expression.

Tie Sanshi shook his head and looked at the dagger in his hand: "Since ancient times, there have only been two outcomes for killing a building killer. Either he completes his mission and returns, or he dies in the mission."

"Wait a minute,"

Mo Yu saw that Tie Sansan wanted to kill himself, and quickly tried to dissuade him: "One thousand taels, with these coins you can remain anonymous and stay away from Shalou."

I thought Tie Sanshi would make a move, but unexpectedly the other party still shook his head and said with a lonely expression: "None of the killers who have escaped since ancient times have a good death."

As soon as he finished speaking, Tie Sanshi stabbed himself in the neck with a dagger, but just before the last few centimeters, Mo Yu picked up his sword and pushed the dagger away.

"Don't push people too hard, otherwise I will fight to the death to bite off a piece of your flesh and blood." Tie Sansan bared his teeth sinisterly, and burst out with a murderous aura that even scared Mo Yu.

"You can't talk to your employer, so you won't be stingy with him." Mo Yu pointed at his aquiline nose.

"Okay, but why should I tell you?" Tie Sanshi wiped a mouthful of blood from the corner of his mouth. He no longer planned to commit suicide and was ready to fight with his last strength.

"I can give you a bigger deal." Mo Yu turned around, reached out to the sword box, pulled the sword box over with a force of his palm, and returned the sword to its sheath.
Chapter completed!