"Ghost-faced Evil Luo, you also robbed me of the secret book of the Star Glory Sect! My cousin was wounded by you, and she's a brutal brute! A young man dressed in the robe of the Nine Heavens of Stars stood up indignantly.

"Humph! Even the daughter of the head of the Xingyao Sect can do it, she really doesn't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade. Are you still a man? A merry boy with a peach blossom fan in his hand also joined the battle with righteous indignation.

"The Tang family is the pillar of my Beilan, if you grab the head of the Tang family, I can't get used to it first!"

"Devil-faced Evil Luo, take your life!"

……

In the entire Hidden Sword Pavilion, in addition to Tang Muyan's ten people, seven or eight more people joined the battle, of course, they all stood on the opposite side of Mo Yan.

All of a sudden, these people spontaneously formed a circle and blocked Mo Yan inside.

And, constantly getting closer, trying to narrow the encirclement.

These so-called "righteous people", all of them are extremely vigilant, they all know that Mo Yan is powerful, and no one dares to make the first move, and the atmosphere is becoming more and more tense, just like gunpowder, the gunpowder line has been matched, just waiting for a spark.

Zi Qianmo had enough of appreciating the ugliness of these people, and a fire was burning in his heart.

There is no such sanctimonious person in the demon clan!

Most demons follow their own desires/desires, and take what they want, don't beep endlessly.

The demon clan won't talk about anything, you are a woman, I have to let you, you are good-looking, I have to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, everyone is based on their own ability, whether you are strong or not has nothing to do with gender and appearance.

She does not have a human view of good and evil.

The resources of this world are obtained by those who are capable.

Mo Yan emptied the library cabinet, you have the ability to move too! Aren't you incompetent?

The situation in front of us is nothing more than a group of weak people, gathered together, forcibly using "rules", "justice", "morality" and "fairness" to kidnap you, and pull you to the same stupid level as them, in order to achieve their despicable goals and divide your gains.

Mo Yan wore a silver mask, only a ghost face, and he couldn't see the expression of his face.

He glanced at the men with great coldness, as if he were looking at a swarm of insignificant flies.

"Do you know what a fly is?"

Everyone was stunned.

Isn't this a collective crusade against him, what did he do when he suddenly mentioned flies, and he lost his mind and went crazy?

"A fly, very weak. What do you want, you don't dare to lean over at all. ”

The crowd continued to look confused.

"A swarm of flies, gathered together, flying over in swarms, you hit -" Mo Yan suddenly took out his sword, a sharp sword light, like a thunderbolt in the sky, there was a blue and purple lightning on the blade of the sword, the arc was like a snake, the power was terrifying, this sword cut out, and it had the power of the Great Perfection of the Innate Period.

Everyone used their spiritual power or raised their blades to resist.

However, the destructive power of the devastating and decaying force was not something they could resist at all, and the first few people were injured by the sword blade on the spot, blood splattered three feet, and they fell to the ground wailing.

The other "righteous people" showed a look of horror on their faces and retreated towards all sides.

"And they scattered." The corners of Mo Yan's lips drew a cold arc, like a bloodthirsty Shura, "However, the flies will not give up, they will still stick to the right time, and want a piece of the pie." ”

As soon as the words fell, he saw that Tang Muyan was unwilling to take a few people from his own faction, wanting to outflank him from the rear.