Ying Tian sat down in the first place again, staring at Cheng Huahui who was kneeling on the ground with the murderous intent in his eyes.

"You still have a chance to say one last word. ”

Cheng Huahui broke into a cold sweat and hurriedly said: "Master, if the Mo family becomes your slave and lets you torture and humiliate like a dog, do you think, will that Mo Zixu watch his bloodline be humiliated?"

When the words fell, Ying Tian had not yet spoken, and the Mo family glared at him angrily, and many bloody men scolded him.

"Cheng Huahui! You are a servile dog! You have the ability to kill Lao Tzu with one sword!"

"Cheng Laogou, you can't die well! come, Lao Tzu's life is here, you can come and get it!"

"If you want to humiliate Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu bites his tongue and kills himself, you faceless and skinless miscellaneous dog!"

“......”

"Noise!"

Ying Tian waved his hand, and those who spoke were imprisoned by the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi and couldn't move.

Ying Tian supported his face with his left hand, lightly tapped his temple with his index finger, squinted his eyes, and showed a bright smile: "That's a good idea." What do you think?"

Mo Yongfan expected that Cheng Huahui would definitely not have any good intentions when Cheng Huahui opened his mouth, but he didn't expect Cheng Huahui to be so vicious, he blushed and said: "Senior, a soldier can be killed but not humiliated! The dignity of a warrior cannot be desecrated! The backbone of our Mo family will not be broken even if it dies! The Mo family would rather die than give in!"

"A good one who will not give in! A good one would rather die than give in!"

Ying Tian immediately said loudly at the moment when Mo Yongfan's words fell: "What the dignity of a warrior!"

Ying Tian stood up and snapped his fingers, all the imprisoned Mo family members suddenly stumbled, Wang Yuwei trotted and hugged Xiao Tiange, standing beside Mo Yongfan.

"In this case, this seat gives you a dignified way to die, a martial artist should die. This seat allows you to make a move against this seat, but the consequence of doing so is death. You can also choose to turn around and run away now, and we will go looking for you after killing all the people who attacked us. As long as you have enough people to attack this seat, then you who leave will have enough time to escape, how about it?"

This is Ying Tian's conspiracy - the conspiracy to divide the Mo family. When the catastrophe comes, the ugliness of human nature will all burst out. As long as someone is willing to die, one more person will give one more time to the escaper. Who wants to die? But if no one dies, then all the people have to die, because they don't have time to escape. But who should be given the opportunity to escape? Everyone wants to live, everyone runs away, and there is no time. Taking a step back, even if everyone escapes, in front of the power of the imperial realm, the world is so big, where is the hiding place?

But, if you shoot, you will die!

Escape, there is still a chance to live!

For a moment, no one spoke, only the sound of their heavy breathing in the air, and the downpour of lightning and thunder outside.

"The head of the family, madam, the little young master! You run away! I don't regret Mo Shangqing's death! As long as you are still here, there is still hope for the Mo family!" a young man stood up, and there was still a trace of childishness on his face. After speaking, he raised his fist and rushed towards Ying Tian without hesitation, and before he could run two steps, he had already fallen. On his forehead, there is a bloody hole that runs through his brain.

"The head of the family, the lady, the little young master! I am old in Moling, and I have experienced all the blessings and sins that I deserve! The future of the Mo family is you! Run!" An old man with gray hair who was more than half a hundred years old rushed towards Yingtian, but just took the first step, and also fell.

"Family Master, Madam, Little Young Master! I, Mo Biaojiong, have always been taken care of by the Mo family, and now, it's my turn to do something for the Mo family! Run!" A middle-aged man of the same age as Mo Yongfan rushed towards Yingtian, and the next moment, he fell to the ground.

"The head of the family, madam, the little young master! The biggest regret of my Mo Yingtong's life is that I witnessed the birth of the little young master, but I can't see the little young master dominating the world! Run!" A maid who had served by Wang Yuwei's side all her life rushed to Yingtian, and the next moment, she fell to the ground.

"The head of the family, madam, the little young master! I, He Nan, am fortunate that the Mo family does not dislike it, and I can become the guard of the Mo family. Mo family guards, guard the Mo family! Run!" A man dressed in a guard's costume rushed towards Ying Tian, and the next moment, he fell to the ground.

"The guards of the Mo family, protect the Mo family, the head of the family, the lady, the little young master, run!" All the guards of the Mo family rushed towards Yingtian, and the next moment, they fell to the ground.

"Run!"

"Run!"

"Run!"

Each roar was accompanied by a corpse that grew colder.

The blood holes were reflected in Mo Yongfan's eyes, and they were also reflected in Xiao Tiange's mind.

No one fled, no one betrayed, there was still lightning and thunder outside, and the rain was pouring down, but it couldn't extinguish these blooming lives.

Mo Yongfan's eyes moistened, and he shouted, "The people of the Mo family obey orders and flee to Mo Yuan. Our Mo family, there is still a heritage!"

Hearing the word "heritage", the Mo family's spirit was lifted, and under the leadership of Mo Yongfan, the Mo family rushed into the dark rain curtain and ran towards Mo Yuan.

Mo Yonghong carried Mo Yonghua, who only had one breath, and rushed into the rainstorm together with everyone in the Mo family.

Strangely, Ying Tian did not stop it.

"Oh, the background, this seat is very curious, is your background, is it Mo Zixu?"

"The host...... This ......" Cheng Huahui felt a trace of uneasiness in his heart.

"Huh, are you questioning this seat?"

"My subordinates don't dare!" Cheng Huahui was so frightened that he knelt down on his knees and buried the uneasiness deep in his heart.

Ying Tian walked out of the council hall and broke into the rain curtain, with his strength, he could have kept out the heavy rain, but for some reason, he let the rain fall on him. As for Cheng Huahui, who was following him, when he saw his master like this, he didn't dare to use Wu Yuanli to isolate the heavy rain, and he was like a dog in the rain.

The hall is still brightly lit, and only the corpses tell the heroism of Fang Cai.

......

The road to Moyuan was muddy because of the heavy rain, and the fleeing Mo family was in disarray. In the crowd, an old figure quietly left the team, slowly fell to the end, stopped, looked at the back that gradually disappeared in the rain curtain, and whispered a word, but unfortunately the rain was too strong, the wind was too fast, and his voice could only be heard by himself.

"Oh, there's a little bug. ”

Ying Tian, who was not in a hurry to keep up, stopped and faced the old figure.

"An Yingtian, long time no see. ”

A bolt of lightning streaked across the dark night sky, illuminating the face of the old figure, Cheng Huahui recognized this face, and said in a lost voice: "Mo Ruchang!"

Mo Ruchang, the great housekeeper of the Mo family.

Ying Tian heard that someone actually called his name, and when he saw this face again, he instantly fell into a long memory, but for a moment, he remembered Mo Ruchang's identity. He chuckled.

"It turned out to be Mo Zixu's little follower. Five thousand years have passed, but I didn't expect you to be the emperor. Since you are here, then you can tell this seat where Mo Zixu is. This seat can consider letting go of the swarm of ants. ”

Emperor?!

Listen to the ...... No, maybe it should be called An Yingtian. Listening to An Yingtian's words, Mo Ruchang turned out to be a powerful person in the imperial realm!

Cheng Huahui behind him was completely stunned, the Mo family actually had an emperor! Tiandao, are you kidding? Cheng Huahui couldn't believe his ears.

"The Lord is on a journey of the seas, and I don't know where he is. Mo Ruchang put his hands behind his back and shook his head, the plain aura on his body made people think that he was an ordinary old man, if the next words were not so shocking, "An Yingtian, more than 5,000 years ago, the Lord met you indiscriminately killing innocents, seeing that you were extremely talented and couldn't bear to kill you, he took the 10,000-year ice heart to seal you in the underground magma, hoping that you can calm down and cultivate your nature, and release the killing heart." Unexpectedly, your murderous intent has increased instead of decreasing. ”

These words are equivalent to acquiescing in his identity and strength - Mo Ruchang, the great housekeeper of the Mo family, is a powerful emperor!

"Then I have to thank him Mo Zixu for not killing! he didn't expect that I could break through the seal so quickly!"

"Your martial arts talent is really outstanding, and you deserve to be praised by the Lord. The ice heart that could have sealed you for 8,000 years was unexpectedly broken by you in advance. ”

"Yes, not only did I break the seal ahead of schedule, but my strength has improved a lot. In order to repay such a great favor, I decided to slaughter his bloodline, what do you think?"

The Wu Yuan power on An Yingtian's body turned slightly, and this majestic rain curtain was silent, and the heavens and the earth were silent.

Mo Ruchang's pupils shrank, and he said, "Extreme Emperor Rank! Impossible! When you were sealed at that time, you only had the Seventh Order of the Martial Emperor! Sealed in the Ten Thousand Years Ice Heart, how could you still cultivate to such a high level!"

"Isn't that thanks to Mo Zixu?" An Yingtian said with a smile, and immediately changed his face and roared angrily, "If it weren't for him, I would have been crowned emperor a long time ago!"

An Yingtian suddenly raised his head to the sky and shouted: "Mo Zixu!

"What a strong talent! What a matchless talent!" Facing the facts, Mo Ruchang had to admire, this was the third time he had emphasized An Yingtian's terrifying martial arts talent, "To be able to fight with such a genius, my Mo Ruchang will not live this life in vain." ”

"So, you're going to stop me? A mere Martial Emperor Fourth-Order Mole Ant?" An Yingtian narrowed his eyes, killing intent.

"Not bad. Sadly, I can't see the Lord again. Mo Ruchang sighed, but not for his dying life-the fourth order of the Martial Emperor against the Extreme Emperor Rank, especially the genius who even his mysterious lord admired, he estimated that he could only hold up three moves at most, which was still the premise that he had to work hard from the beginning.

"Rest assured. I'll find Mo Zixu soon and ask him to go down and accompany you!"

Wu Yuan's strength was surging, the vitality of heaven and earth was boiling, and the two emperors were powerful, and they shot at the same time with great tacit understanding.

In this small world, the electric light is avoided, the thunder subsides, the heavy rain evaporates, and the wind is still.

"Martial arts, breaking the sky. A golden fist condensed into substance appeared between heaven and earth, as if it was about to blast open the ninefold clouds.

"Martial arts, Spirit Devourer. An unknown creature emerged, its bloody jaws full of sharp teeth and slammed into the golden fist.

The lightning flashed, and the thunder roared again.

The wind was howling and the rain was pouring down.