In the imperial city, the Feather Sect is located.

At this moment, the Yuhua Sect presents a scene of dead silence, in the avenue, in the attic, in the palace, there is no one in the sky, empty, and the atmosphere is particularly strange.

In the Martial Arts Square, there was a surge of people, gathering thousands of figures.

The figures are divided into two sides.

On one side, the people who came were all powerful people of the dynasty, headed by Fang Han, the Mo family, the Han family, the Qiao family, the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect, the Sifang Pavilion, etc., the origin of these people was extremely terrifying, and when they raised their feet on weekdays, the entire imperial city would tremble.

Now they are all gathered here, all for one purpose, to besiege the Feather Sect and completely destroy it.

On the other side, it is naturally Hua Haoqiong and others.

A group of Feather Sect elders stood in the first place, and behind them were many Feather Sect disciples, all with cold intentions in their eyes, glaring at Fang Han and the others without fear.

In front of the Nine Feathers Tower, there were still three men standing, namely Lin Guanqi, Wu Zichuan, and Mo Yi.

At this time, Mo Yi was still dressed in white, his sword was held in his hand, it did not exude true yuan, nor did it burst out of the sword, he just stood like this, like a peerless sword.

"Yi'er, today the second prince led three thousand elite soldiers, just to besiege the Yuhua Sect and arrest them all, in order to appease the anger of the Moon God Clan, you are a member of my Mo family, and it has nothing to do with this matter, so why bother to shield these thieves?"

It was Mo Qiangu who spoke, he looked at Mo Yi helplessly, his words were full of helplessness, and he said slowly: "Since you left, the eldest brother's body is getting worse day by day, after all, he is your biological father, blood is thicker than water, the hatred of the year, let it go with the wind." ”

"I don't have a father. ”

As soon as Mo Yi spoke, the eyes of the crowd froze there, only to see that there was no slightest wave on his face, and his tone was flat: "The moment he sent Shuang'er to the prince's palace, he was no longer my father, and I, who also returned my father and mother with bones and flesh that day, was no longer a member of your Mo family." ”

"Presumptuous!"

Mo Qiangu drank suddenly, but soon, he let out a long sigh and continued: "You are born a member of the Mo family, and you are a ghost of the Mo family when you die, Lu Wushuang is dead, why are you so troubled, listen to the words of the second uncle, leave the Feather Sect, I can treat this matter as if it never happened, and I will never pursue it." ”

Hearing this, the crowd all looked at Mo Yi's body, waiting for his answer.

I saw that Mo Yi was still holding the long sword flat, turned his head to look at Ye Yao, and asked, "Are you willing to leave the Feather Sect?"

"Never leave!"

Ye Yao exuded a slight chill on her body, she was not ungrateful, how could she leave if the Feather Sect suffered such a catastrophe.

Mo Yi nodded, looked ahead again, and said, "If she doesn't leave, I won't leave." ”

Hearing Mo Yi's final answer, Mo Qiangu's face became extremely gloomy.

He knew that no one could change the decision made by Mo Yi, but it was imperative to besiege the Feather Sect today, even if Mo Yi made a move to stop it, it would never stop there.

For the benefit of the Mo family, Mo Yi must be killed, and must not stay.

Feeling the killing intent emanating from Mo Qiangu's body, the corners of Hua Haoqiong's mouth also set off a sneer that was extremely mocking, and he said: "Elder Mo, you just kept talking about the people of the Mo family, but now, you are exuding such a killing intent, your Mo family is really promising." ”

The words were so cold, making Mo Qiangu's heart gush with monstrous anger, he was just about to make a move, but when he saw Fang Han stop it with one hand, he looked at Lin Guanqi and asked, "Lin Guanqi, are you willing to leave?"

Lin Guanqi didn't answer out loud, but a sneer appeared on his face.

At the beginning in the Yuehua Continent, Qian Lao suddenly made a move and almost killed him on the spot, this hatred, he will never forget it, and now Fang Han actually let him leave, it is really ridiculous.

Fang Han also felt the coldness in Lin Guanqi's eyes, and suddenly realized in his heart, turned his gaze, looked at Wu Zichuan, and said, "Wu Zichuan, if you are willing to submit to me, I can support the Tianyuan Sect and make you the sect master of the Tianyuan Sect." ”

"Thank you for the kindness of the prince, I, Wu Zichuan, were born cheap, and I really can't afford such a great kindness. Wu Zichuan was also expressionless, Fang Han and the Han family joined forces to push Tianyuan Sect down the abyss, and now, he actually said that he would support Tianyuan Sect.

Tian Yuan Sect, is it a plaything in his hands?

Hearing the answers of the three of them, Hua Haoqiong laughed again, the blood sword was unsheathed, held tightly in his hand, and a thick blood-colored sword light erupted from his body.

At the same time, the disciples of the Feather Transformation Sect all stood up, and the True Yuan bloomed, turning into a magnificent pillar of light, breaking through the clouds, as if connecting heaven and earth.

"Second prince, I advise you to waste less lips and tongues, what kind of medicine you sell in your gourd, everyone knows it, today's siege, you and I will eventually fight, why twist and pinch?"

Hua Haoqiong's body slowly floated into the air, his hair was scattered, and his whole body exuded a bold aura, and the blood sword, under the dusk, was so dazzling.

Not only him, but Lin Guanqi and the three of them also stepped out and stood beside him.

A huge fearless momentum, condensed in the void, invisible, and shadowless, but it exists in the hearts of all people, allowing them to move forward bravely without fear of life and death.

"Since you want to die, then I'll give you a ride. ”

Fang said indifferently, and suddenly, countless powerhouses swept into the air, Zhenyuan roared, Yuan Gang raged, and everyone had the idea of killing.

However, at this moment, the crowd felt a dragon groan in the distance, and the voice became more and more high-pitched, which made them turn their heads and look at the source of the sound.

Rumble!

A golden light swept by, Fang Han's eyes narrowed slightly, only to see in the distance, two sharp figures, like a raging wind, extremely fast, and behind those two figures, smoke and dust were billowing out, and there were nearly 10,000 people rushing over.

"What's going on?"

Fang Han's eyes froze, these people were wearing the sect clothes of the Feather Transformation Sect, they were the disciples of the Feather Transformation Sect.

"Ye Chen, it's Ye Chen, he's not dead!"

Wu Zichuan's face showed a hint of excitement, not only him, but all the disciples of the Feather Sect burst into cheers, Ye Chen not only did not die, but also led everyone to break through the city gate, he can always bring surprises to people.

"Brother is not dead, he is still alive. ”

A tear flowed from Ye Yao's eyes, when she heard that Ye Chen was caught in the spatial crack, she firmly believed that Ye Chen would never die, and now, her conviction has become a reality.

"Ye Chen!"

A hint of coldness flashed in Fang Han's eyes, he raised his arms high and shouted loudly: "Strike immediately, you must not let anyone go!"

A rumbling sound was heard, and dazzling light erupted from the bodies of countless masters, and a terrifying offensive like a tsunami was instantly condensed in the void, and the killing intent was so hideous.

"Kill!"

Speaking again, Fang Han's body took a step forward, and a strange purple flame ignited on his body, but at this moment, a soft moonlight sprinkled down, making him feel his body tremble slightly.

"Luna Blood Seal!".

A crisp sound came out, and an incomparably complex blood-colored mark appeared in the void, and in the center of the blood-colored mark, there was a misty light.

The misty light was a short sword, the Stygian Sword.