Qin Mo didn't even look at the battle over there, his figure fell on Wu Ruoxue's side, helped Wu Ruoxue up, and asked softly, "What's wrong?" ”

It has been almost a year since they met Wu Ruoxue, and in this year, they have experienced a lot of things together. It was precisely because of those things together that Wu Ruoxue's heart slowly changed and began to accept others. First of all, she started by accepting Qin Mo, and now, she was able to reluctantly accept other disciples of the Xuanfeng Sect. Otherwise, with her previous personality, she would naturally not take Wang Fatzi with them all the way.

It's just that Wu Ruoxue, a girl, is not good at expressing herself and expressing her feelings. Therefore, from the outside, she is still cold and indifferent, looking like she is thousands of miles away.

"I'm fine." Wu Ruoxue shook her head, but she still took out a few pills and took them herself.

"I'll take you into the temple first." As Qin Mo spoke, he brought Wu Ruoxue into the temple, and there was no puppet to stop them.

After Qin Mo settled Wu Ruoxue in the temple, he walked out of it again. And the battle in the temple was finally coming to an end, and there were already a dozen corpses lying on the ground.

At this time, except for the dozen or so powerhouses who had previously wanted to snatch the inheritance in Qin Mo's hands, the remaining seven people did not participate. They were all coldly watching everything that happened at the moment, all this had changed too much, before Mu Ziliang and others took Wu Ruoxue as a hostage to coerce Qin Mo to hand over what he had obtained in the temple. In everyone's opinion, Qin Mo had no way out at all. After all, Qin Mo's cultivation is weak, and he has the strength to fight with the Nine Rank Martial King, but he can't defeat many strong people. And Wu Ruoxue is still in Mu Ziliang's hands.

But no one expected that at this moment, everything would be reversed. Mu Ziliang and the others were directly killed by Qin Mo's order to be bombarded by the Martial Saint puppet! That scene was quite miserable.

"Ahh Under the gaze of several people, Chen Dong screamed, and a sharp cold spear stabbed him in the chest, and his eyes were full of endless fear and remorse. Fearing that he was about to die and fall, he regretted that he had started to fight against Qin Mo from that golden mountain. But his fear and remorse did not last long, and they were cut off, along with his vitality.

Immediately after, there were continuous terrible screams, and the two powerhouses of the Divine Sword Sect fell, and they, like Chen Dong, were full of fear and remorse.

The two powerhouses of the Zhenyuan Dart Bureau also fell, and were pierced through the body by a single shot.

Chen Nan looked at Chen Dong as he died. His eyes were already bloodshot. If it was in normal times, he would be very happy to see Chen Dong die, because he could have one less competitor.

But now he was not happy, and his heart was also full of fear and remorse, because he knew that he would be next.

"Roar!" Chen Nan roared angrily, he knew that he couldn't escape this catastrophe. So he pounced directly on a puppet.

"Whew!"

Without any accidents, Chen Nan died under the puppet's spear.

"I don't want the temple's inheritance. We return to the Spirit Sect and withdraw! ”

At this time, there were only two disciples of the Guiling Sect left, and Mu Ziliang looked at the dozen or so corpses lying in front of him, his eyes were red. It wasn't the first time he'd seen dead people, he had seen more dead people than that. But he was still terrified, because for the first time he felt that death was so close to him. In the past, he played the role of a hunter, but today, he has become a prey! Not so long ago, he confidently considered himself a hunter. And the prey will only be obediently controlled by him. However, the direct transformation of the prey to the hunter was only in a moment. Such a big gap made him unable to adapt for a while. However, if he can't adapt to it, he has to adapt, and now, he has no other choice.

He chose to surrender and chose to quit, and only by withdrawing could they have hope of living.

However, how could Qin Mo give them hope?

"Kill!" A cold voice came out of Qin Mo's mouth, and the seven people who were standing on the side watching the play couldn't help but tremble when they heard this word, and they felt a cold aura pervade in an instant!

When they held Wu Ruoxue hostage, why didn't they think of quitting? Have they ever given up when they have the strength and opportunity? The answer, of course, is no!

So, how could Qin Mo allow them to live? How could they give up the opportunity to kill them? What's more, the moment Qin Mo saw Mu Ziliang holding Wu Ruoxue hostage, Mu Ziliang had already been sentenced to death by Qin Mo, and there was no room for detours! Mu Ziliang, you must die!

At the moment when Qin Mo's word "kill" fell, Mu Ziliang's hope was completely destroyed, and he knew that he would definitely die! Finally, there was a look of madness in his eyes.

"You will regret it, you will be hunted down by the Guiling Sect and other forces, even the Xuanfeng Sect will not be able to protect you!" In the end, Mu Ziliang, along with his junior brother, died under the spears of the nine puppets. Mu Ziliang had five spears stuck in his body, while his junior brother had four stabbed them.

In the temple, Wu Ruoxue sat in it, she saw Mu Ziliang's death, at the moment when Mu Ziliang died, her heart was very moved and warm, she knew that Qin Mo killed Mu Ziliang for him, and only killed those dozen people.

Looking at the scene in front of them, the seven people watching the battle couldn't help but twitch the corners of their mouths.

Dead, all dead, all the people who offended Qin Mo are dead! This is really crazy, Qin Mo is too crazy! Even the elite disciples of the first-class families of the six major sects dared to kill. A storm broke out in the hearts of the seven people, and they couldn't calm down for a long time.

At this time, in addition to the word madness appearing in their hearts, there is another one-Qin Mo, don't provoke him easily!

The nine puppets had slaughtered them all before retreating to the entrance of the temple.

And Qin Mo also slowly, step by step, walked to the edge of the platform, and kicked Mu Ziliang's corpse off the platform with one kick.

Then he said coldly: "Except for the disciples of the Xuanfeng Sect, the rest of the people leave immediately, otherwise, there will be no forgiveness for killing!" ”

"No mercy!"

"No mercy!"

……

Those last three words echoed in the air for a long time, and even more in the hearts of everyone.

The people under the stairs didn't know what was going on above, but when they saw Mu Ziliang's body being kicked down by Qin Mo, their hearts twitched violently. Don't think too much about it, something big must have happened on it. They had heard the sound of fighting from above, and they had also seen blood splattered on the steps.

Their hearts were very shocked, was this young man who killed Mu Ziliang? How strong is he? What's really going on above? Is there anyone else alive? A lot of questions arise in the hearts of many people. However, they do not have an answer at the moment, and they do not have time to think about it.

Except for the disciples of the Xuanfeng Sect, the rest of them turned around and left. The disciples of the Guiling Sect didn't even dare to pick up Mu Ziliang's body. (To be continued.) )