"As for the affairs of Elder Qian and Elong, my Demon Tiger Sect will not interfere."

When Mo Wu said such a sentence, the scene was quiet, and many people faintly showed a look of shock, after all, Elder Qian was the elder of the Demon Tiger Sect, and Mo Wu actually said such a sentence, and he actually ignored it when outsiders attacked Qian Xiaoxiong.

The people present were all high-level leaders of the Demon Tiger Gate, with high-level cultivation, thinking of the faint undercurrent of the Demon Tiger Gate before, they couldn't help but have a trace of realization in their hearts, the Mo family was using the hands of outsiders to get rid of Qian Xiaoxiong.

Because of the undercurrent caused by Qian Xiaoxiong before, he was faintly fighting against the Mo family.

"In extraordinary times, my Demon Tiger Gate must be twisted into a rope." At this time, Mo Wu on the high platform spoke.

Hearing this, everyone seemed even more silent, and then turned their eyes to the front, where there were several special high seats, which were the elder seats, and there were four old people sitting in them, in addition to Qian Xiaoxiong, the other three elders of the Demon Tiger Gate, one of them was Mo Yuntian, who sent six hundred years of old ginseng to Qian Xiaoxiong, and the front door master of the Demon Tiger Gate, who was also a member of the Mo family, called Mo Yunfeng.

At this moment, the faces of the two elders with foreign surnames became a little ugly, but they fell into silence without saying anything.

Glancing at the four old men and taking a deep look at Mo Wu on the high platform, Zhao Qing suddenly stood up and walked out.

"Zhao Qing! Where do you go? Seeing Zhao Qing standing up, Mo Wu on the high platform said with an expressionless face.

While Mo Wu was speaking, a middle-aged man stood in front of Zhao Qing, he didn't know this middle-aged man, but he could guess that this person should be surnamed Mo, and only people from the Mo family would do this.

At this moment, all the people in the hall cast their eyes here, and everyone naturally knew that Zhao Qing was Qian Xiaoxiong's disciple. Some people gloated faintly, but most had mixed expressions of regret.

"Zhao Qing! You don't have to go, if you go, you may take your own life, and with your eighth-order cultivation, it won't help much. The middle-aged man who was in front of Zhao Qing spoke.

"Get out of the way!" Zhao Qing said in a deep voice.

"As an elder of the Demon Tiger Sect, I naturally won't watch you die, besides! With your cultivation, you won't be able to get out of the back door without my permission. The middle-aged man said calmly.

There is no flaw in such a sentence, and there is no flaw in the Mo family's approach, because this is no longer a conspiracy, but an upright conspiracy, everyone can see clearly, the Mo family wants to get rid of Qian Xiaoxiong, but people can't find a reason to refute it, because in the era of great changes, it is imperative to twist the demon tiger up and down into a rope.

However, because of this, Zhao Qing sounded unusually harsh, his face became cold, and a smile appeared on Mo Wu's face on the high platform, as for the rest of the people who had a good relationship with Qian Xiaoxiong, while feeling a little regretful, he also secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Preserving Zhao Qing can be regarded as an explanation to Qian Xiaoxiong." Many people thought secretly.

"Zhao Qing! I know you are unwilling, but you are not Mo Yanhai's opponent, he has a ninth-order peak cultivation, he is Mo Wu's uncle, you are not his opponent, there is no need to ask for hardship. At this time, a middle-aged man walked out, pulled Zhao Qing, and comforted.

This middle-aged man is the person who secretly reminded him before.

"Young man, don't be rash."

Mo Yanhai, who was blocking in front, glanced at the middle-aged man who came out, and a sneer faintly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Yang Ye doesn't have your business here, are you worried that I won't be able to handle even a kid?"

Feeling Mo Yanhai's gaze, the middle-aged face named Yang Ye changed slightly, and he suddenly took a step back, at this moment! He vaguely guessed that the reason why the Mo family left Zhao Qing behind was to deter those who had different intentions, and Zhao Qing's existence was their wake-up call, although Zhao Qing's talent was very good, but the Mo family had Mo Wu, so he didn't care about it.

"Get out of the way! Otherwise die. Zhao Qing's voice sounded again.

Hearing this, the people present were suddenly stunned, it seems that Zhao Qing's intention to go has been decided, even if he knows that he can't do it, he has to do it, this kind of heart is still admirable, but the environment at this moment is in exchange for everyone's regret.

"It seems! I'm going to be rough. Mo Yanhai showed a cruel smile, and suddenly shot at Zhao Qing, a calloused hand with a faint metallic luster, in a burst of breaking the air, like a simmering thunder, with a rapid momentum, suddenly slapped towards Zhao Qing.

Mo Yanhai obviously didn't keep his hand, with such a fierce palm, if he hit Zhao Qing, even if he didn't die, he would end up seriously injured.

Seeing this scene, the two elders with foreign surnames sitting in the elder's seat frowned deeply, with a hint of unbearability on their faces, but they did not stop them or speak.

Feeling the evil wind blowing on his face, Zhao Qing's expression remained unchanged, and he saw a "click......" sound, and at the moment when Mo Yanhai made a move, the two spears on his back were instantly combined by him.

On the high platform, Mo Wu and the four old men in the elder seat, seeing this scene, their faces changed suddenly, in this short moment, Zhao Qing came first, and when Mo Yanhai had not yet touched him, he had already combined the spears first, and his expression remained calm.

Just looking at this clue, it can be seen that Zhao Qing's cultivation is definitely more than the eighth order, and his cultivation is higher than Mo Yanhai, who is at the peak of the ninth order.

At this moment, Mo Yanhai's pupils also contracted suddenly, and a feeling of fatal danger made his heart pause suddenly, and he instinctively wanted to pull back, but it was too late.

A "sne......er" sounded, the spear was like black lightning, flashing, and the spearhead had pierced Mo Yanhai's chest, and then the whole person was picked up by Zhao Qing and stopped in mid-air.

At this moment, only those who have cultivated as a martial arts master can see clearly, but as for those with ninth-order cultivation, they faintly caught a trace, but they couldn't see it clearly.

Yes, at this moment, everyone saw that Mo Yanhai was pierced by Zhao Qing's spear and picked up in mid-air, and everyone was in an uproar, looking at Zhao Qing in disbelief.

The spearhead penetrated Mo Yanhai's body, and blood flowed along the spear, however, Mo Yanhai was still twitching, struggling in pain, his face was pale, and his head was covered with cold sweat, but the strength on his body seemed to have disappeared, and he couldn't move at all, and the vitality of the ninth-order martial artist was still extremely tenacious.

Of course, if Zhao Qing runs through his heart, then there is no chance that he will be spared.

"Martial Arts Grandmaster!" These four words sounded in everyone's minds, there was no doubt that he could kill Mo Yanhai, who had reached the peak of the ninth order in one blow, and Zhao Qing's cultivation had definitely reached the level of a martial arts master.

"Now! Is anyone else stopping me? Zhao Qing looked at Mo Wu and said coldly.

Looking at Mo Yanhai, who was still twitching, Mo Wu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and his face became solemn, when things came to this point, the majesty he had just established was reduced to nothing in an instant, and Mo Wu wanted to do it! However, Mo Yanhai was still in his hands, and if he did it, Zhao Qing would definitely take Mo Yanhai's life.

"Put Yan Hai down! You're leaving. At this time, in the elder's seat, Mo Yunfeng, the former master of the Demon Tiger Gate, spoke.

"Humph!" Zhao Qing snorted coldly, and with a flick of his spear, Mo Yanhai drew an arc in the air and flew towards the high platform, while he had already walked towards the gate.

Mo Wu, who was on the high platform, caught Mo Yanhai one by one, and looked at Zhao Qing's back with a blue face, at this time! A few people hurriedly walked up and carried Mo Yanhai for treatment.

The door of the Demon Tiger Tower opened, which immediately attracted the attention of a group of disciples of the Demon Tiger Sect, and on the hilltop square, everyone looked over there.

However, when everyone saw that it was Zhao Qing who was holding a metal spear, the black metal spear was still dripping with blood beads, so that everyone was stunned, they never thought that such a situation would occur.

There was no one to stop him, which made Zhao Qing breathe a sigh of relief, and now the situation on Qian Xiaoxiong's side didn't know what it was, so he had to hurry over.

However, in the bottom of his heart, he was secretly vigilant, and after suffering such a big loss, Mo Wu, who was the same age as him, couldn't help but not make a move, which made him feel a little jealous.

Suddenly, Zhao Qing's momentum skyrocketed, and in an instant, the faces of many Demon Tiger Sect disciples in the square turned pale, and the people standing around him retreated one after another, and many of them fell to the ground tremblingly.

Standing in front of them, it seemed that it was not a person, but an active volcano, and the momentum that could erupt at any time made people's hands and feet cold, and they almost couldn't breathe.

"You! Come with me. The spear in Zhao Qing's hand shook, and the spearhead pointed at a young man he didn't know, and said.

The young man shuddered suddenly, and his heart seemed to be clogged with a mountain, which made him panic and feel suffocated.

"Yes......" The young man's mind went blank, and he instinctively agreed.

When he came back to his senses, he found that he had followed behind Zhao Qing and arrived at the parking lot, Zhao Qing's intention was actually to want this person to give him a ride and rush to Qian Xiaoxiong's side in the fastest time.

A moment later, with a roar, a luxury sports car sped out of the Demon Tiger Villa, and in an instant, it disappeared from view.

In the luxury car, Zhao Qing looked at the trees that kept moving backwards, a look of anxiety appeared on his face, and he gave Qian Xiaoxiong a phone number and message, but there was no response.

The metal spear had been removed by him and put back into a special leather bag, but there was a faint smell of blood, which made the young man who was driving uneasy.

"Big brother! You killed someone in the Demon Tiger Tower? The young man wanted to ease the atmosphere, or to say that Zhao Qing had a friendship, because in the case of ignorance, there is a friendship and no friendship, which are completely different things.

"What a cow!" The young man cautiously added.

However, Zhao Qing didn't have the heart to speak, and after glancing at him coldly, the young man shuddered, so he concentrated on driving, not daring to speak.

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