Rumors are not credible, rumors kill people.

This is Xiong Xiuwen's most real experience at the moment.

"How is it possible? This is impossible, why is this happening? How can you be so strong? This is not exactly what is rumored?" Xiong Xiuwen couldn't bear the huge gap, as if he was crazy, and his brain was running at high speed.

It's a pity that unreality can't give him time to regret it anymore.

After the halberd shattered, Xiong Xiuwen was not finished, as if the whole person had thrown himself into a net, and he drilled headlong into Mo Xiaochuan's arms.

A bad old man with a scruffy beard, Mo Xiaochuan naturally wouldn't let him get wet, so his right hand turned into a claw, and with a crisp "snap", a slap slapped Xiong Xiuwen's face.

With a "boom", Xiong Xiuwen's whole person fell into a state of pause in thinking. If Mo Xiaochuan slapped him to death, it didn't matter, he would die anyway, what could he do? However, Mo Xiaochuan didn't kill him, but gave him a slap. This was the deepest blow to his self-esteem.

People have faces, trees need bark, and sometimes, especially for cultivators, the importance of skin is far greater than life.

"Mo Xiaochuan, you humiliate me? Xiong Xiuwen, who was slapped three meters away by Mo Xiaochuan, had already come to his senses. As soon as his body stood still, his head was hot again and he rushed up. This time it may be the reason for the shame and anger, so his style of play is completely undisciplined. It's just a scoundrel punching and kicking, scratching around.

"Hmph, I don't know if I'm alive or dead. Mo Xiaochuan snorted coldly, raised his foot and kicked towards Xiong Xiuwen, this kick, Xiong Xiuwen first felt a tightness in his lower abdomen, and then a heart-rending pain, as if his internal organs were about to burn, and the pain of the fire burning.

Blood spits out mouthfuls as if they don't want money.

"Ancestor, Ancestor, how are you? It's okay, you must not have anything to do, if you have something, our Xiong family will be finished." Seeing this, Xiong Zhilin forgot to be afraid for a while, ran to Xiong Xiuwen's side in three or two steps, helped him up, and said in a choked voice.

Xiong Xiuwen was depressed and ashamed. This bear child, what's wrong with me, don't you know how to watch it yourself? The wounded panting is as difficult as pulling a bellows, and you say that you are okay.

Xiong Xiuwen cheered up and was about to speak, but a mouthful of blood arrows spewed out far away.

Xiong Zhilin saw Mo Xiaochuan walking towards them again, so he left Xiong Xiuwen and hid far away.

"Mo Xiaochuan, I didn't do anything to you, you can't kill me. Moreover, you can't kill my ancestor, my ancestor is the fifth elder of the Southern Heavenly Alliance, if you kill our ancestor, the Southern Heavenly Alliance will not give up with you. Xiong Zhilin was scared to death, but he also tried to muster up his courage and shouted at Mo Xiaochuan fiercely. He wanted to fight for the last bit of a chance for their lives.

"Master Mo, be merciful. At this time, a loud shout came, and then, a figure descended from the sky above the Rain Mist Pill Pavilion, which had no roof, and blocked between Mo Xiaochuan and Xiong Xiuwen.

He was followed by seven or eight other people, all of whom had cultivated to the lowest level of the Dao Realm's Ninth Perfection. Two or three of them had even reached the early stage of the half-step Nine Heavens Xuan Immortal. As soon as they arrived, they protected Xiong Xiuwen and Xiong Zhilin in the encirclement.

At this time, there was a rumbling sound outside, but it was the Danlin Guard of Danlin City, fully armed, with thick armor and cold guns, who dispersed all the onlookers around him, and then surrounded the Rain Mist Danqi Pavilion.

"You want to stop me from killing. Mo Xiaochuan said lightly, and there was no expression on his face.

"Master Mo, no matter how Xiao'er provokes you, please look at your face and let him go. In the future, when he sees Mo Gongzi, he will definitely take a detour. Moreover, my ancestor also loved his grandson very much, and he was harmed by this little animal. The middle-aged man looked at Mo Xiaochuan with a solemn face, and at the same time, he was also wary of Mo Xiaochuan's sudden move.

This middle-aged man is also the city lord of Danlin City, Xiong Zhilin's father, Xiong Xiuwen's great-great-grandson, named Xiong Dajiang, and a half-step Nine Heavens Xuanxian late stage cultivator.

"None of them can leave today. When they hit the idea of the Rain and Mist Pavilion, their fate was already doomed. Don't say these things that you yourself don't know. But at the time, why didn't you stop them? Now, you know you're stopping me from killing. Mo Xiaochuan said lightly.

For this kind of scene posed by Xiong Dajiang, Mo Xiaochuan didn't pay attention to it at all. For them, no matter how many people there are, it is just to create more murder for him. He Mo Xiaochuan still endured it.

"Young Master Mo, at that time, we didn't know that this Rain Mist Pill Pavilion belonged to Young Master Mo, if we had known earlier, even if this little beast said that the sky was falling, I would have stopped him. In this way, I can let the treasures of heaven and earth redeem their lives, you see. Xiong Dajiang said helplessly.

Xiong Xiuwen's cultivation is much higher than his own, but in Mo Xiaochuan's hands, it is still not enough to fight, his own cultivation, if he really turns his face with Mo Xiaochuan, I am afraid, their Xiong family will be finished. Therefore, he had to stabilize Mo Xiaochuan first, and wait for the people from the Southern Heavenly Alliance to arrive. After getting the news that Mo Xiaochuan had entered Danlin City, he had already passed the news to the Southern Heavenly Alliance. Danlin City and the Southern Heavenly Alliance are not too far apart, and I believe that the Southern Heavenly Alliance should be in time to rush over.

"I will take the treasures of heaven and earth myself, and I will also take their lives. Mo Xiaochuan said coldly.

"Ahh

"Ahh

As soon as Mo Xiaochuan's words fell, he heard two terrible screams, Xiong Xiuwen and Xiong Zhilin's bodies kept twitching, their eyes began to dissipate, and soon, the vitality passed away. The bodies of the two were coldly curled up on the same cold ground, and the painful expressions on their faces had not yet had time to unfold.

"Mo Xiaochuan, did you really kill them? You killed them, they are my closest people, and you actually killed them. Xiong Dajiang looked at the ancestor and son who were slowly silent in front of him, with monstrous hatred and blood-red eyes, and pressed towards Mo Xiaochuan with an ancient mind.

"Well, now that the culprit is dead, it's time for us to talk about reparations. Mo Xiaochuan completely ignored Xiong Dajiang's anger and hatred, but said lightly.

"Haha...... Okay, Mo Xiaochuan, tell me what compensation do you want?" For a moment, Xiong Dajiang thought about what he understood, and then forcibly suppressed the hatred in his heart and said coldly to Mo Xiaochuan.

"Yanghua, Yangming, the two of you will count the losses in the pavilion and hand them over to the bear city lord. The Lord of Xiong City is a sensible person, and he will send the loss back to the pavilion. It's a pity, these elixir magic weapons are all ruined by the two of them. Mo Xiaochuan looked at the empty hall, shook his head and sighed.

Indeed, the display cabinet in the hall had already been destroyed just now, and none of the magic weapons and pills were missing. There is really no proof of death. Of course, Xiong Xiuwen's halberd fragment adds a bit of fact.

Xiong Dajiang had a mouthful of blood gushing up his throat, and he swallowed it hard.

"City Lord Xiong, don't hold back, it's not good if you hold back the internal injury, you see, the pill in my pavilion has also been destroyed by the kid surnamed Xiong, or I can get you a healing one." How did all this escape, Mo Xiaochuan's eyes, so Mo Xiaochuan hurriedly comforted him.

"Poof" Xiong Dajiang, who had just suppressed a mouthful of blood pressure congestion, heard this, and was angry, and the bruise rebounded again, and when Xiong Dajiang didn't react at all, he sprayed out all at once.

"Oh, is that right? People, but don't, you have to die to save face and suffer sin. How can a smart person do stupid things?" Mo Xiaochuan was relieved.

"Mo Xiaochuan?!" Xiong Dajiang gritted his teeth and shouted, he was really afraid that if he endured it any longer, he would explode, and he really couldn't stay in this place for a quarter of an hour.

"Xiong City Lord, you thank me, I am a cultivator and a doctor, although I rarely use medical skills, Xiong City Lord should know that my medical skills are okay. The so-called healer's parents' heart, you don't have to thank me. Mo Xiaochuan waved his hand generously.

"Poof" Xiong Dajiang, once again couldn't help but catch another mouthful of blood.

"Mo Xiaochuan will wait for you to count the losses, and send them to the City Lord's Mansion, and when the time comes, I will ask him to bring the compensation back. Xiong Dajiang, his heart fluctuated, he closed his eyes tightly, and comforted himself in his heart, he must wait for the Nantian Alliance to come before settling accounts with Mo Xiaochuan.

"Xiong City Lord, don't worry, I still have this bit of credibility, even if the Xiong City Lord is not here to supervise, I won't add things to it, I just hope that Xiong City Lord, you are also a simple person, don't let people collect debts and go to the City Lord's Mansion, when the time comes, we will not look good." Mo Xiaochuan said solemnly.

"Poof" Xiong Dajiang's third mouthful of blood spurted out. Nima, the feeling is, only you are a trustworthy person. Lao Tzu is also very trustworthy, okay.

"Hmph, don't worry, you should pay a penny, and the City Lord's Mansion will compensate you a lot. Walk. Xiong Dajiang snorted coldly, took the lead out of the Rain and Mist Pill Pavilion, and left in a hurry. The rest of the people cleaned up the bodies of Xiong Zhilin and Xiong Xiuwen, and left with a bang. The rest of the corpses were left to be discarded here.

"Hey, Lord Xiong, if we help dispose of the corpses of your family members, we will have to charge for it. Mo Xiaochuan shouted at Xiong Dajiang from afar.

Xiong Dajiang stumbled at his feet, Mo Xiaochuan clearly felt him, and the fourth mouthful of blood had already come out.

"Four mouthfuls of blood. In these days, blood is so worthless? Mo Xiaochuan shook his head and muttered to himself.

"Haha...... Xiaochuan, you are too bad, this Xiong Dajiang was angry with you and ran away, if he stays here for another ten minutes, do you think he will be angry to death. Zhuang Xiaoxian and they have been holding back for a long time, and now, they are finally able to laugh heartily.

(End of chapter)