Mo Wubian's proposal to decide the fate of the Murong family was naturally full of confidence, because as long as it was a martial fight, he would be invincible.

The strongest combat power of the Murong family is none other than Murong Wan and Murong Fanchen, the latter is probably only able to exert half of his strength now, so he is not to be afraid.

For the Murong family, defeating Mo Wubian and Yuwen Lei Dong was no different from defeating the Mirror Moon Sect.

Mo Wubian is also to preserve the strength of the sect, if the strong people in the sect are damaged because of the small Murong family, the gains will outweigh the losses, and it will also affect his follow-up plans.

If it had been placed in the past, Mo Wubian would not have much ambition, but the Sword Saint Inheritance is about to arrive, and I am afraid that few power leaders can resist the urge to open up territory.

But his proposal that was not very sincere, the Murong family did not seem to have any possibility of refusing, and now the situation is very clear: either accept the proposal or start an all-out war.

"I agree!"

Just as everyone in the Murong family was thinking, Murong Wan had already replied aloud one step ahead.

"Wan'er, you ......"

Murong Fanchen was shocked, he knew that his granddaughter's strength had been improving, but after all, she had never advanced to the True God Realm, how could she resist Mo Wubian?

But after thinking about it, it is clear that this is a helpless move, does the Murong family have any other choice?

Mo Wubian didn't want the strong people in the sect to be lost, he didn't want the clansmen to fall, the family had fallen to this day, if the strong people in the field died today, even if they escaped this catastrophe, the Murong family had no hope of rising again.

The most hateful person is actually himself, if it weren't for his uselessness, he would be in a state of unrecovered injury, as the head of the family, he can't shelter his clan from the wind and rain in such a major matter.

"It's okay, I know it!"

Murong Wan stopped Murong Fanchen from talking, and gave the latter a confident look, she had already made up her mind.

"Oh, is Miss Murong going to fight me first, and then ask Sect Master Mo for advice?"

Yuwen Lei didn't expect her to agree so happily, but he didn't forget to taunt and say: "If the two of us fight, even if you win against me, I'm afraid that the source power will be exhausted and both will be lost, what else can you do with Sect Master Mo?"

In fact, his words are not an exaggeration, the two had played each other in their early years, and that battle ended in a draw.

Even if Murong Wan has made progress over the years, as long as the Great Realm has not broken through, it cannot change the situation of the battle.

"To deal with you, you don't need to lose both!" Murong Wan still looked calm, but her voice was cold to the bone.

"Wan'er, Yuwen Lei Dong doesn't need you to make a move, just leave it to me!"

Murong Fanchen took a step forward directly, and the surging source power came out, he had already made a decision, even if he was defeated today, he would exchange his old life for Yuwen Lei's serious injury.

"Hahaha, Murong Fanchen, with your half life, you are also qualified to fight me?"

Yuwen Lei laughed loudly, as if he had seen the most ridiculous thing in the world, what is the difference between Murong Fanchen fighting himself and looking for death?

"Since you think he can't do it alone, what about me?"

Suddenly, Zi Ling shouted softly: "As the head of a dignified family, you won't even be afraid of a little girl!"

This scene did look a little weird, an old man with unhealed injuries and a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl actually wanted to challenge Yuwen Leidong, who had cultivated in the True God Realm.

The people who felt most embarrassed were the elders of the Murong family, and when the family suffered a fatal crisis, they were not even qualified to make a move!

"It's okay to add you, the head of the family has taken it!"

Yuwen Lei groaned for a while, and finally exhaled and agreed proudly.

In fact, the Jingyue Sect and the Yuwen family also know a lot about Zi Ling, this girl seems to be a child, and her real combat power is much stronger than those elders of the Murong family.

And although today's rules are not explicitly stated, everyone knows that it should be a separate duel.

But Yuwen Lei Dong is a true god realm powerhouse, if he doesn't even dare to take on the purple spirit challenge, he will definitely lose his reputation if it is passed out.

Besides, no matter how strong Zi Ling is, he can't do a challenge like Murong Wan's, and the demon against the sky is not something you want to have.

Murong Wan wanted to stop Murong Fanchen from making a move, but Zi Ling spoke faster than her, and she didn't expect Yuwen Lei to respond because of her face, and she swallowed the words that had just come to her mouth.

For Zi Ling, no one knows better than her, with this little girl and Murong Fanchen joining forces, even if she can't defeat Yuwen Leidong, at least she can retreat with her whole body.

"Oh, it seems that my future sect master's wife has a lot of confidence in this little girl. ”

Mo Wubian saw everything in his eyes, and immediately sensed that Zi Ling was probably not as simple as it seemed, but he didn't take it seriously, even if Yuwen Lei Dong lost, wouldn't he still have himself.

"Watch your words!"

A killing intent bloomed in Murong Wanxiu's eyes, and the sentence "Mrs. the future sect master" completely ignited her anger, no matter how much it cost today, she had to leave this person in Fengxi City.

"Hehe, sooner or later!"

Mo Wubian didn't care, and he didn't take Murong Wan in his eyes at all.

"Murong Fanchen, hurry up and come to die, the head of the family is still waiting to see the Sword Saint Inheritance!" Yuwen Lei Dong couldn't hold back for a long time, and he didn't hide his coveting of the Litian Sword Technique.

"Whew!"

Before he finished speaking, he had turned into a streamer of light and rose into the sky, and his momentum exploded, slowly sacrificing a long sword that exuded a terrifying temperature.

Yuwen Lei understood Mo Wubian's thoughts, and took the initiative to sweep to the high altitude to fight, so as not to affect a group of strong people of the Mirror Moon Sect, which was the foundation for them to conquer the world in the future.

Of course, this situation is also what the Murong family is looking forward to.

"Fire attribute source power, even if he gets the ancestor's Litian Sword Technique, he won't be able to comprehend the true essence. Several clan elders of the Murong family shook their heads secretly in their hearts when they saw Yuwen thundering.

It's just that they also understand that even if they tell each other about this, Mo Wubian and Yuwen Lei Dong won't believe it.

"Old man, although I hate you very much, I can only join forces with you this time!"

Zi Ling glanced at Murong Fanchen, his petite body shot out like a bolt of lightning, and in an instant, a black cloud quickly condensed on the top of the firmament.

"Alas!"

Murong Fanchen smiled bitterly, he naturally knew the reason why Zi Ling didn't like him, and then the old man's body straightened, like a sharp arrow cutting through the sky, and Zi Ling stood on both sides of Yuwen Lei Dong on both sides of Yu Wen Lei Dong.

"We have one more person to take advantage of, so let you strike first!"

Murong Fanchen's natal divine weapon was in the air, and the air within a radius of thousands of miles instantly condensed a lot of mist, like a drizzle.

"An old man with a half-life, a little doll, if the head of the family is afraid of you, how can he agree to this duel?" Yuwen Lei smiled disdainfully, obviously full of confidence.

"In that case, then you're welcome!"

A hint of cunning flashed in Zi Ling's eyes, and this was what she was waiting for.