"Why is this person so confident?"

Sun Moyang, who was opposite Yao Daojue, felt a little more uncertain in his heart, and he didn't understand where Yao Daojue's confidence came from. You must know that what he is facing now is five people in the Six Profound Realms and Five Realms, don't say Yao Daojue, even the man in black who can deal with the ancestors in their sect does not dare to show such confidence.

But doubts are doubts, this battle still has to be fought, even if Yao Daojue really has any powerful hole cards, they are not without a backhand. If you really can't keep Yao Daojue or lose to Yao Daojue, as long as you can hold him back for a while.

At that time, there will be stronger disciples in the sect to deal with Yao Daojue, as for the death of the enemy, these disciples of the Ten Thousand Dao Sect have never thought about it. After all, no matter how good Yao Daojue's talent is and how fast his strength progresses, it is impossible for him to grow to the point where he can kill them under the knife with a pair of five in just one and a half months.

Thinking of this, Sun Moyang, who was opposite Yao Daojue, didn't think much about it, and while waving his hand to order, he also bowed slightly behind him, and rushed forward abruptly, and he had already crossed ten zhang in an instant.

Wow!

Sun Moyang suddenly unsheathed his long knife and slashed out a knife that had been stored for a long time.

Boom ...... Boom ......

At the same time, other people who were slightly weaker in martial arts also followed Qi Qi's long knife out of the sheath and slashed head-on at Yao Daojue, vowing to cut him off with a single blow.

Trample!

Suddenly! Just when the long knife in the hands of Sun Moyang and the others was about to fall on Yao Daojue's body, Yao Daojue, who had been standing still from beginning to end, suddenly moved.

Collapse!

Like 100,000 bowstrings vibrating together, and like hundreds of soldiers and thousands of blades breaking together, at the moment when Yao Daojue's body suddenly moved, Sun Moyang and the others suddenly heard a sound in their ears that seemed to be thousands of people beating in unison.

Sun Moyang was shocked in his heart, but suddenly saw that there seemed to be a swimming dragon phantom in front of him for a moment, and then he only felt a light in his hand, a cold throat, and the strength of his whole body suddenly leaked like a note, and it was lost in an instant. Before the knife was exhausted, he had already stepped into the Yellow Spring, and Sun Moyang's figure who rushed forward quickly fell to the ground with a thud, and the knife had already broken his throat, and he was exhausted.

"The pinnacle of the Six Profound Realms...... How can it be? ”

is stunned, he doesn't believe it, but unfortunately no one can solve his doubts anymore, Sun Moyang is destined to only enter Jiuquan with the questions in his heart.

Thump! Thump! Thump......

Immediately afterwards, at the same time that Sun Moyang fell to the ground, the other four people who rushed forward also rolled down into the dust almost at the same time, and they had already broken their throats and died halfway.

"This is the rivers and lakes!"

Looking at Sun Moyang, who was still stunned when he died, Yao Daojue not only did not have the slightest joy, but sighed in a low voice. Because the Jianghu Road is not only Sun Moyang walking, but he Yao Daojue is also walking, maybe Sun Moyang is a portrayal of him himself. With such feelings, how could Yao Daojue feel joy?

However, this emotion was only fleeting in his heart, and then he immediately adjusted his mentality, quickly searched for the belongings of several people, and turned to leave.

Not long after, several people dressed in the same clothes as the corpses on the ground hurried over, but unfortunately they didn't find until they got closer that the same junior disciple who had sent them the news of Yao Daojue back to them not long ago had actually returned to Huangquan in less than a quarter of an hour.

"Brother Mo Yang......"

One of the people who was obviously the main person, the person was far from arriving when his expression suddenly changed dramatically, and his rapid steps couldn't help stagnating, staring at Sun Moyang in disbelief who was still stunned to death, and just about to say something, he trembled and couldn't say it anymore.

This person is also surnamed Sun, his name is Sun Qidong, although he is not related to the deceased Sun Moyang, but because he has the same surname, he worships the mountain gate together, so the relationship is very good, almost like a brother.

But contrary to Sun Moyang's rugged appearance, Sun Qidong looks thin and elegant, with a cheerful temperament, like a generation of Confucians. In fact, Bing Xìng is irritable and brave, like a barrel of dynamite, which explodes at one point, and has no resemblance to his appearance.

"Ah......h

sad, can't cry; Mourning, there were no tears in his eyes, only a burning fire of anger that was accumulating more and more, turning into a sky-high flame, burning everything in Sun Qidong's heart.

In the past, when someone was killed by him, he also saw the relatives of those he killed angry and weeping, but he had never experienced it firsthand, and he did not have the slightest emotion in his heart, but felt that those people were hypocritical. Today, before Sun Moyang, who was a brother and sister with him, died, he understood the grief and anger of losing his loved ones, and truly realized what the pain was.

"Brother Mo Yang......"

Although the relationship between the other people and Sun Moyang is not as deep as that between Sun Qidong and Sun Moyang, after all, they have studied the same art for decades, and they have some friendship with the most unfortunate ones. At this time, when he saw Sun Moyang and several other corpses of his fellow disciples in front of him, his heart suddenly burst into flames, his killing intent soared, and his eyes were full of hatred.

"Hey...... Hey, hey, hey, hey......"

The voice wailed, unable to recall the old friends, the grief of the heart, the grudge could not erase the bitter hatred, Sun Qidong, who looked at Sun Moyang's corpse in a daze, his face changed suddenly, and suddenly became extremely hideous, and after a while, he suddenly let out a creepy hey strange laugh.

"Senior brother, don't be overly sad, Senior Brother Mo Yang is still waiting for us to avenge him......"

Suddenly hearing this creepy hehey strange laugh, even the other disciples of the Ten Thousand Dao Sect who were as resentful as Sun Qidong couldn't help but feel a stirring spirit at this time, feeling that their vests were cold and their scalps were numb.

Hearing the worried words of your fellow disciples, Sun Qidong actually felt a warm heart, and the strange smile suddenly retracted. In the past, although he had also felt the care of his classmates, he had never taken it to heart at that time. Now, after experiencing some personal pain, his mentality can't help but change greatly, and he unconsciously begins to pay attention to the mood of the people around him.

But the more his mentality changed, and the more he began to pay attention to the hearts of the people around him, the stronger the hatred in his heart became, and the more he wanted to immediately break the murderer who killed Sun Moyang into pieces. Thinking of this, Sun Qidong's revenge in his heart suddenly became a hundred times stronger, so he picked up Sun Moyang's corpse, handed it to a fellow disciple next to him, and said: "Take Senior Brother Moyang back to the door for a good burial, and wait for me to bring back the murderer's head to lay the foundation for him!" ”

Yīn Sen's words, like a ghost crying on the Yellow Spring Road, made people rise an indescribable chill for no reason, as if they were suddenly blown by the wind of hell, and there was a kind of yīn cold from the bones.

As he spoke, his eyes flashed with bitter hatred, like a sin that burned his soul. made Sun Qidong's originally cheerful temperament suddenly become a hellish hungry ghost.

At the same time, Yao Daojue, who had not been away for a long time, was less than ten miles away from the place of the incident at this time, and had no intention of killing and absconding at all, obviously intending to wait for the people of Wandaomen to find Sun Moyang's body and chase the murderer along the road.