Mo Xuan really didn't estimate this.

After all, he didn't know much about the inside story of the entire Xiaoyao Kingdom and the details of the various forces, or he didn't bother to bother to understand it at all.

He just wanted to seize the ancestral weapon and repair the imperial core.

Although he was surprised, seeing the black-pressed Rahu guards around him and the black-armored knights in the back, Mo Xuan still seemed very calm and quickly accepted this reality.

Then he began to think about how to kill it, and the rest was not something he wanted to think about.

For example, shouting grievances, such as indignation or accusations, etc., that is only a manifestation of the weak.

"Do you want to arrest me?"

Mo Xuan looked at Luo Xuan in front of him, smiled faintly, and said, "I'm afraid that I need to pay a little price." ”

After saying that, he suddenly took a diagonal step and was about to leave.

"Do it!" Luo Xuan had expected that Mo Xuan would not honestly let them arrest him, and when he saw Mo Xuan move, he waved his hand and gave an order.

Soon, a group of Rahu guards swung their swords and pounced.

Mo Xuan flicked his fingers lightly, and the wolf flew out quickly, pointing out at the Luo Hu guards who pounced.

Every time he pointed out, a personal guard turned over and fell.

Since he had already made a move, he would not show mercy, Mo Xuan strode and rushed outside.

Two rows of guards rose into the air, trying to block it.

An ancient sword swept across the air, and these guards fell down with a miserable roar, and they couldn't stop Mo Xuan at all.

Luo Xuan let out a roar of rage, and a metal substance appeared on his hands, wrapping the fist of the flesh and blood, and blocking Mo Xuan in the air.

His strength is almost not inferior to Xiao Teng.

Mo Xuan stretched out his right hand, and there was a bang in the wing room behind him, and five or six ancestral weapons smashed over together.

Luo Xuan was shocked, he never expected Mo Xuan to be so ferocious, and he shot with all his strength in one face.

barely blocked the two ancestral weapons, and was smashed by the third ancestral weapon, spurting blood from his mouth, and rolling backwards in the air.

"Damn—"

In the rear, a group of black-armored knights rushed over.

The Zhendong general Tie Wuji led by him made a move, and his mouth let out an angry roar, and his god was majestic.

On the surface of his body, a large amount of metal material emerged, forming a set of white metal armor.

This is a weapon made by combining the power of the origin with God's metal, and his weapon is actually a set of metal armor with absolute defensive power.

With this set of defensive armor, he is not afraid of any attack from his opponent, he does not need to defend, he only needs to attack with all his strength.

With a wave of Mo Xuan's right hand, the three ancestral weapons flew out and collided with Tie Wuji, who was rushing in the air.

Although it can't hurt Tie Wuji, the powerful impact still overturns Tie Wuji.

Mo Xuan's body kept stopping, rushing outside.

In the distance, people from all sides were observing, and they all showed surprised expressions when they saw Mo Xuan make a move.

The ancient sword was vertical and horizontal, and the black-armored knight and Rahu's personal guard in front of him fell out one after another, and no one could stop them.

In a short period of time, Mo Xuan had already broken out of the encirclement of the inn and rushed away in the direction of the distant exit from the city.

Eight ancestral weapons flew around him, and all those who approached him were either killed or injured.

Once Mo Xuan makes a move, he will not show mercy.

The ordinary black-armored knights and Rahu's personal guards couldn't resist at all, and they were quickly killed by him.

Suddenly, several angry roars sounded, and three figures wearing the general's armor appeared, two men and one woman, both between forty and fifty years old, appearing in three ways, blocking Mo Xuan.

Among the crowd of onlookers from afar, someone took a deep breath and said: "General Annan, General Pingxi, General Zhengbei, I can't imagine that the four generals are here." ”

Two of the men were General Annan and General Pingxi, and the middle-aged woman was General Zhengbei.

They are indistinguishable from the general of Zhendong, and are known as the four major generals of the Marquis of Xiaoyao, and they have a great reputation in the entire Xiaoyao country.

The three generals joined forces, and with a wave of Mo Xuan's hands, the eight great ancestral weapons came out together, wanting to blast them away.

Iron rulers, ancient swords, and stones blasted away General Annan, and phoenix hairpins, jade seals, and copper coins blocked General Pingxi.

The wolf pen and the bronze bell rushed to the general of the expedition to the north.

General Zhengbei flipped his hands and pressed down the wolf pen, and the bronze bell roared, she suddenly felt that her breath was not smooth, and the power of the bronze bell was far stronger than the wolf pen.

The general of Zhengbei knew that it was not good, it was already too late, and he was hit by the bronze bell, and flew out directly, with blood spurting wildly in his mouth, and he was already seriously injured.

The bronze bell was suddenly several times more powerful, far surpassing the wolf's pen, just because there were two swords hidden inside.

It was the Shoichi Sword and the Kamikaze Sword.

These two swords were hidden in the bronze bell by Mo Xuan, making the bronze bell far more powerful than ordinary ancestral weapons.

The general of Zhengbei was hit hard, and the remaining generals of Annan and Pingxi were shocked, and the bronze bell moved horizontally.

With a "boom", General Annan snorted, and the sound of bones breaking sounded in his body.

Mo Xuan's figure kept moving, constantly moving forward, no matter who was in front of him, all of them were blasted open by the ancestral weapon, and no one could stop everyone in the audience.

"Awesome ......" On the roof of a house in the distance, Hua Linglong, the young palace master from the "Missing Moon Palace", was standing there with a few people, watching from a distance, and a look of surprise appeared on her face.

For Mo Xuan's performance, he felt surprised.

The four generals under the Marquis of Xiaoyao, plus Luo Xuan, all of them are big names in the world, so many people joined forces, but they were blown away by Mo Xuan's devastating blow and killed.

With such an ability, even Hua Linglong was dumbfounded.

On the other side, in the crowd, two figures quietly appeared, these two people looked ordinary on the outside, but in fact they were deeply hidden, they were the killers of the "Killer Alliance" and the snake pupils of the "Xuan Snake Valley".

"The little evil god killed Qin Feng, Xiaoyao Hou didn't dare to make a move on the Six Evil Mountains, but he used Mo Xuan as a substitute for the dead ghost, but now it seems that this Mo Xuan is not a soft persimmon that is easy to pinch, if he really let him escape, then Xiaoyao Hou will lose his face this time. ”

Snake Hitomi sneered under her breath.

Kill Sansheng shook his head and said slowly: "So no matter what the price is paid, it is impossible for Xiaoyao Hou to let this Mo Xuan escape, he is twice as powerful today...... I'm going to die here......"

The snake pupil smiled and said: "It's a pity that this so-called divine talent is destined to be short-lived, his death is good for all of us, this era can't tolerate people who are too genius......"

Soon, Leng Qingying also appeared.

Her somewhat cold face also showed a slight color.

"This Mo Xuan is good, but most of them are going to die here today. ”

She whispered to herself.

Ouyang Qiguo didn't say a word, took Ji Yan and Xueyue, and only watched from afar.

Seeing Mo Xuan show his might, Xue Yue's face was full of excitement.

"I knew they couldn't trap their predecessors. ”

Ji Yan frowned, although he knew that Mo Xuan was powerful, but this was Rahu City, since Xiaoyao Hou decided to arrest Mo Xuan, he was afraid that it would not be so simple to let Mo Xuan escape.

General Annan had just been knocked back by Mo Xuan, Tie Wuji pounced from behind, and in front of Mo Xuan, two more black-robed men appeared, shooting together, and the three of them joined forces to flank Mo Xuan.

These two black-robed men are unrecognizable, but the strength and speed of their shots are not much weaker than that of Zhendong General Tie Wuyi.

Around them, a large number of black-armored knights and Rahu's personal guards flocked to them, and the black pressure was overwhelming.

Mo Xuan controlled the eight ancestral weapons with both hands, constantly rotating and impacting, especially the power of the bronze bell containing the Zhengyi Sword and the Divine Wind Sword was even more terrifying, and everywhere he went, rows of black-armored knights and Rahu's personal guards were knocked over.

Although Tie Wuji had metal armor to defend himself, he couldn't withstand the attacks of the ancestral weapons one by one, and finally let out a roar, and the armor on his chest was hit and collapsed into it, opening his mouth, and blood spurted out wildly.

With the power of the ancestral weapon, Mo Xuan fought all the way out, arrived at the street, and walked towards the exit of the city gate in the distance, he continued to accelerate, although there was an endless stream of black-armored knights and Rahu's personal guards to stop him, but no one was his general.

In all directions, many people were stunned, Mo Xuan was actually becoming more and more courageous, and the strength he showed at this moment had completely surpassed his combat power when he defeated Tong Wuyun that day.

"This guy ......" In the end, a group of onlookers from afar, who claimed to be the strongest of the younger generation, all gasped, and the strength and terrifying methods displayed by Mo Xuan had completely crushed them.

Finally, the gates of the city were in sight.

It's just that at this moment, the city gate has long been closed, and it is densely packed with soldiers guarding there.

On the tower of the city, there are archers, waiting for battle.