In fact, when the sound transmission was detected before, the coachman had already noticed the Mohist people.

But Ji Shang is not an ordinary person after all. His offensive is too urgent and his martial arts are unique, so he cannot be distracted by him.

Therefore, when the whole spirit deals with it, it is inevitable that it will be neglected, or that it may not have thought that in the battle between their great practices, someone will dare to intervene.

What appeared was a soft sword, like a green snake, coming out of its sleeve.

A green light appeared, like a flash of lightning. In the darkness and hazy place, everyone was forced to open their eyes for a moment.

The driver's heart was filled with alarm, and he suddenly felt the sharp edge of his back, but he had already attacked and had no chance to stop, so he had no time to dodge.

All he could do was to use the pull of the rock force to restrain the other party, and the person who took action was not a great practice and could not break his body protection energy.

But this sword pierced his left chest, and the tip of the sword penetrated two inches from his chest, and the blood was dazzling and dripping to this point.

The coachman's fists also fell on Ji Shang's body. With the sound of his bones cracking, Ji Shang vomited blood and flew backwards.

When the two fight, Ji Shang naturally loses. He loses because of his cultivation and experience.

Even though he is a Jinyiwei Qianhu and a great practice, he has been in Shendu for a long time. Because of his identity and background, he dares not fight him, and he will give in to him more or less when he is fighting. There are very few real battles between life and death, not to mention very few, but there is no such thing as at all.

The driver used the rock power to shout and kill with his sound skills, and then rushed to the boxing and killed the enemy with all his strength. This was a calculated killing move. Just wait for Ji Shang to restrain himself from martial arts, and rely on Li Huo Palm to attack to achieve a counterattack.

But he forgot that Ji Shang dared to fight him directly because there was a hidden helper.

What will really become a killer weapon is not his Lihuo Palm, but Wen Yulou.

Everyone was stunned in the scene and looked in disbelief. Even though Ji Shang fell to the ground and vomited blood, no one cared about him at this time.

The sword was still stuck in the coachman, but the person holding the sword had retreated.

The figure standing upright like a reef was a bit weak and hunched at this moment. The coachman looked at the man who was leaping away with thick eyebrows and frowned, with disbelief in his eyes.

He never expected that the person who attacked him would be "Mo Hen"!

The other party was the one who came from the giant, and he had a good relationship with him when he was a child. Many years ago, he went to Liangdu Jingcheng to save him.

But now, the coachman coughed and vomited blood from his mouth. He looked down at the sword passing through his body. The wound near the chest had begun to turn black. Even the blood that was flowing out was faintly blue, and there was a fishy smell.

He raised his hand, intercepted the meridians, and barely stopped the bleeding.

This sword was a great practice after all, and he was wary of it. Although he did not defend himself, he subconsciously avoided the vital points and did not really pierce the heart and lungs, so it would not be fatal.

But the extremely poisonous sword is deadly.

He can still suppress it at this time, and whether he may survive seems to depend on the person in front of him.

"Mohen?!"

"Why are you like this?"

"So it's you!"

For the Mo family, whether it was the coachman who was attacked and severely injured by a sneak attack or Mo Hen jumped out of his identity, it was a bolt from the blue. Surprise and horror seemed not enough to show their emotions at this time.

Cheers, scolding, scolding, etc. are useless.

Perhaps, this is a kind of despair, despair when it seems that the result can be seen.

"Mo Hen" over there held his hands behind his back, listened quietly, and then slowly removed the disguise on his face under the eyes of everyone.

Under the human skin mask is a slightly ostentatious but a bit delicate face. He is not old and has the noble spirit of a famous young man.

He smiled at the Mo family members who looked different and had difficulty explaining complexity, and then looked at the thief who had no expression.

"I have met everyone in Wen Yulou." He hugged his fists, with a decent and confident smile on his face.

The thief took a deep breath and said, "Jiang Gou, you killed it."

Not asking, but affirming.

Wen Yulou did not lie to him, and nodded calmly, "Yes, I killed it, but you who killed him."

The Tuo Shuai closed his eyes. Indeed, if he hadn't suspected Mo Hen, Jiang Gou wouldn't have followed him, he had harmed him.

On the other side, Fang Duo looked a little painful, his lips moved, and finally asked, "Where is Mo Hen?"

After asking this, the other people in the Mo family also remembered it. Yes, the Mohen here is disguised as Wen Yulou, where did the real Mohen go?

The worst possibility appears in their hearts, but no one dares to think about it.

Wen Yulou just smiled and didn't answer.

Fang Cang and others already understood.

As for those who were unaware of the situation, they were relieved. To be honest, they had already been killed by the coachman. They had seen that Lord Ji was not the opponent of the coachman and were seriously injured by the coachman. Of course, they felt a little desperate, but now the situation has reversed in the blink of an eye.

Of course they knew who Wen Yulou was.

Ji Shang slowly stood up from the ground. He glanced at Wen Yulou, who was standing tall, and snorted, "You can really bear it."

"You can't underestimate him. You have to take action at the most critical moment." Wen Yulou looked at the coachman, "Otherwise, if you don't take action carefully, you will die."

Ji Shang snorted coldly and did not answer.

Even though they have known each other for many years and what the other party said is true, he still feels unhappy about his self-conceived everything.

For no reason, Ji Shang thought of the young man he met in the small courtyard of the Qun Building. He felt a sank in his heart, and he couldn't help but think that Wen Yulou had any expectations for this person?

On the other side, the coachman's face was like gold paper, which was originally filled with qi and blood. In addition to his weakness, a twilight aura was revealed. He was under severe injuries and the suppression power in his body was unsustainable. The poison of the mirror flower, water and moon, fire poison and sword that had been exposed before burst out, so he could not even move.

The Mo family members were heartbroken. When the coachman was injured, the survival of the city of the government was determined.

At this time, Lu Wenque walked up with his arm, looked at the scene, and then looked at Ji Shang, obviously waiting for him to give orders or make an idea.

But Ji Shang did not move because he knew that there was an unidentified practice in the city of the government at this time.

Moreover, the person who knew Fang Jingran was, had a grudge with him, and saved Lin Yu from the Pingbei Army, must have an unusual identity.

But Ji Shang didn't understand. Did the other party stay in this city or came in tonight while the chaos was in the middle of the night?

It would be fine if it were the latter, but it could only be said that this person had a deep hatred with Fang Jingran. Although he could find out where Fang Jingran was, it also showed that his background was good, at least it had nothing to do with the Mo family and would not get in the way.

In this case, Ji Shang would not care about it now, and just waited to go back to Shendu and let the ward find out the background of this person before taking revenge.

But if it were the former, then this person might have something to do with the Mo family and might interfere in this matter.
Chapter completed!