"It's you" Lao Xiao Tou saw this face clearly, and he was also inexplicably surprised, he remembered very clearly that day in the mine, his treachery, if he hadn't lured Nangong Jun over, he wouldn't have provoked such a strong enemy as the Nangong family.

He is Mo Qi! Nangong Jun's second disciple, he also killed Nangong Jun with his own hands and blamed Lao Xiaotou for this matter. Of course, Old Xiao Tou didn't know about it yet, but he had a deep impression of Mo Qi's insidious cunning.

"The kid was lucky to let you escape twice, this time it's not so easy, this Shaomo clan master, I want to use these hundreds of iron horses to smash your clan land and rob you of your money and women", said at the end of which he let out a ghostly cold laugh.

"If you want to kill my old Xiao Tou, it depends on whether you have that ability" Old Xiao Tou also knew that today's affairs had been broken, whether it was a new hatred or an old hatred, or a personal grudge between him and Mo Qi, they would not let go of themselves.

"Hehe, that's to try" Mo Qi sneered, and put the metal mask on his face with one hand, and a pair of eyes behind the silver-white mask flashed with a cold glow.

Kill!

Kill!

Two earth-shattering roars kicked off the prelude to the fight, the iron hooves on the hillside splashed, the gravel flew, and under a large piece of dust, the flesh and blood of several people who were trampled on were blurred, and at the same time, the neighing of the war horse, the sound shook the sky, Mo Qi wore a metal mask, like a cold light swept in front of a clan soldier, his metal gloves directly penetrated the chest of the clan soldier, and actually dug out a living, bloody heart.

A demonic laugh came from behind the ink mask, and he pounced on the next target.

Old Xiao Tou watched his brothers die tragically under his nose one by one, and his heart was like a knife, but he was besieged by more than a dozen war horses, and he couldn't get out and rescue him. His tiger eyes were round, almost bleeding, he had never been so angry and sad as he was today since he came out of the mine, and the tragic death of each brother was like a knife that left a deep scar in his heart.

Rumble! One of the horsemen was tied to the ground with his legs and feet tied, and then a series of bones broke on the ground. Seeing that Lao Xiaotou's heart was like dripping blood, he really couldn't bear such a tragedy to be staged in his eyes again, and his anger had made his reason on the verge of collapse.

Hey! Mo Qi's cold laughter was still beside him, and along with his devilish sneer, the tragic death of another brother, as well as the bloody heart-digging picture.

Old Xiao Tou could no longer hold back the anger in his heart, his eyes were red, and one hand kept spinning, one circle, two circles, three circles, ten circles, a hundred circles, a thousand circles.......

Gradually, a purple flame appeared on his arm, and the light of the fire was a strange grease color, and he slowly stretched out his palm, and his fingers hit Mo Qi's back.

At this moment, the heavens and the earth came to a standstill in a trance. The central piece seems to have been deducted from time and space. A wisp of purple flame slowly emerged from the stillness like a ghost, only it was moving, it writhed in an extremely strange posture, like an elf, floating towards Mo Qi.

"Impossible! Kill in the air! This can only be used above the Six Realms Heavens" Mo Qi said in disbelief, staring at the purple flame with horror in his eyes. He made a mistake and turned around, which was already the maximum distance he could move in the air kill.

The moment he faced the purple flames again, he clearly felt the breath of death, and he was even more frightened, and his face hidden behind the mask twitched violently. He is a sinister and cunning person, especially in the face of life and death, he will not hesitate to give up everything to protect himself.

As soon as he reached out and grabbed one of the guards in front of him, he seemed to feel that it was not enough, and shot out the iron glove, dragging several other guards over, even the warhorses they were riding.

He was going to use his knight and his men to fend off this terrible blow for him.

Rumble! Bearing the brunt of the attack, the body of the first guard was pierced by purple flames, and his body was instantly incinerated by a ball of purple light, leaving not even a trace of slag, followed by the second, third, and the huge body of the war horse. It wasn't until the purple flame penetrated the seventh that its brightness dropped by more than half, and its aura weakened a lot.

At this time, there was no longer any cover in front of Mo Qi's body, and he could only withstand this final blow. With a bang, his armor shattered, and then the purple flames drilled into his body, and the entire air stagnation disappeared, and Mo Qi's body was thrown hundreds of feet away from the air.

Is he dead? The same question was filled in everyone's hearts at this time. In just ten minutes, more than half of the cavalry had been killed by this man, and the rest of the people hated him to the core, but they were full of fear for him.

Before it was confirmed whether he was alive or dead, none of the people dared to approach him. At this moment, Mo Qi's body lying on the ground moved, and he actually got up from the ground like a terrifying ghost, although his body swayed a little, but it was obvious that there was no fatal injury.

He walked back to the battlefield step by step, staring at Lao Xiaotou with vicious eyes, his arm slowly raised, and hundreds of war horses behind him also let out an earth-shattering death roar!

"Do you dare to fight again?" Lao Xiao waved his arm, and the purple flame resurfaced in the palm of his hand, and his fingers pointed at Mo Qi in the air, and that posture made Mo Qi almost kneel down in horror.

"You, you!" Mo Qi said two words in a row, but in the end he still didn't have the courage to face the purple flames on Lao Xiao's arm, he turned around and climbed onto a war horse, leading the war horse team to flee in panic.

"Kill him" Seeing Mo Qi fleeing, Yan Lao Er rushed over angrily, but was stopped by Lao Xiaotou.

"Clan master, he killed more than half of our brothers, did he let him go like this?" Yan Lao Er roared resentfully.

At this moment, Lao Xiaotou opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of blood, and the purple flame on his arm disappeared, and then a strong smell of burning came out of Lao Xiaotou's body, and half of his body turned black, and finally turned into charcoal.

Seeing the scene of Lao Xiao Tou, Yan Lao Er was immediately stunned, he didn't know what happened to Lao Xiao Tou, and immediately ordered someone to lift him up and take him back to the clan land.