If someone is bewitched, someone will dare to do it.

Immediately, a disciple of the Xiang family, who was not afraid of death, jumped down from the rocks on both sides, and tiptoed to Xiang Mo's side with a gray iron axe that was half a person high.

He padded his feet, and stopped less than ten feet away from Xiang Mo, his hands trembled, and his two small mung bean-like eyes rolled straight.

didn't seem to see Xiang Mo anymore, and Xiang Tianqi on the side kept bowing his head at him, nodding at him with a smile.

As if he had received great encouragement, the man spat out, picked up the long axe in his hand, and slashed at the back of Mo's head.

All the disciples of the Xiang family focused their eyes on this axe, wanting to see if Xiang Mo could take it.

However, under this axe, Xiang Mo didn't move, and the axe directly split him in half.

Everyone exclaimed in unison, and in addition to surprise, there was only jealousy in their eyes.

They really didn't expect Xiang Mo to be so easy to deal with, and he would be killed with an axe, if they knew this, it would be better to do it themselves.

It's a pity that it's too late.

The man with the long axe didn't expect that he would make a decision with just a simple shot, and when he smiled, his little face was directly squeezed into a flower.

He happily ran towards Tianqi with his axe, shouting as he ran:

"Elder, I killed him, Elder, I killed him!"

It looked like a child who wanted to ask his parents for candy.

But Xiang Rufa didn't show any expression, still with a straight face, looking at Xiang Mo, his face was frosty, like a snow cellar in the ice sky, and the frost in the wax moon.

This disciple of the Xiang family was very annoyed, and just wanted to loudly reprimand this majestic great elder, but in the blink of an eye, his thinking stagnated.

The body seems to travel through time and space, surrounded by lost years, trying to take a step forward, but unable to regain everything about itself.

His eyelids grew heavier and heavier, and at last his eyes went black, and he fell to the ground, dead.

When everyone saw this, their faces were full of horror.

They all looked at Xiang Mo, this immobile Xiang Mo, his body was still standing upright, his face was ordinary, but with a trace of awe-inspiring temperament, his body did not move.

If he is a pine, straight and straight, verdant and lush, solemn and solemn, not moved by the wind, not moved by people.

"Have you seen how he killed Xiang Liu?"

Someone asked tremblingly,

"No, I only saw him chop an axe, and after a few steps, he fell!"

"I didn't either, I saw that the axe was really old and strong just now, and it was all split on my body, but now I don't know why, that Xiang Mo didn't see any wounds, probably because I was blind!"

"He's the devil, yes, he's the devil, I know, he must be possessed by the devil, no wonder there is such a god, we can't beat him!"

Someone looked frightened, shook his arms to cover his face, and retreated again and again.

However, this retreat became his last retreat.

At some point, an ice spike appeared behind him and thrust down his throat.

For a moment, the man's throat was bleeding, his neck was staggered, his eyes were white, as if he had been struck by evil, and then the whole person began to freeze from the top of his head, until finally turned into an iceman statue.

The surrounding Xiang family hurriedly retreated, looking at this incredible scene, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva in unison.

Yan Luo Xuanbing's hand, Xiang Tianqi's best move.

This situation made these people who were still afraid of Xiang Mo just now have to lower their heads and secretly aim at the great elder who was standing opposite Xiang Mo.

"Whoever dares to bewitch the crowd again, die!"

Xiang Tianqi snorted coldly:

"You are afraid of him, aren't you afraid of the old man, then the old man will tell you, if anyone dares to retreat and run away, and dare not make a move, the old man will kill him first, we don't need such a coward at home!"

He paused, slowed his agitation, and continued:

"The old man does what he says, as long as you are willing to do it, once there is any damage, the old man of your family will bear it, and you will be successful this time, the old man will not only give the reward just proposed, but also ensure that you become the elder of the family!

Xiang Tianqi threw out the pie again, repeatedly bewitching these disciples of the Xiang family to do it, and Xiang Mo sneered at it.

"Old horseman, you don't dare to send death yourself, so encourage others to send death, right, an old thing like you who is selfish and selfish, and does not put other people's lives in his eyes for the revenge of his children and grandchildren, also dares to claim to be Xiang family and become the great elder of the Xiang family!"

Xiang Mo smiled contemptuously, and turned his head to look at Xiang Duxing, who had been silent, and after saying a few words from the beginning, the family had been silent and did not say a word.

"Boy, you don't need to use the agitation method, our Xiang family has been standing in Shanmen Town for four hundred years, and it is also the No. 1 family, and now you are a rebel, and you have lost the face of the Xiang family, if you don't kill you, all of our Xiang family members don't want to gain a foothold in Shanmen Town, this kind of shame and shame cannot be washed away even if it is a hundred years, you look at them, like sinners who like to bear this kind of infamy?"

Everyone was silent, and in addition to greed and lust, there was also humiliation in their eyes.

Elixirs, air-sealed axes, cutting hair and washing marrow, becoming elders, all kinds of promises seem to them to be more tempting than the other, and most importantly, a family traitor who doesn't even care about the reputation of the Xiang family has no other way out than death.

No matter how powerful a person is, how can he defeat so many of them, even if he is tired, he can be exhausted to death.

Finally, someone moved again.

Three disciples of the Xiangjia Law Enforcement Hall with forks walked over slowly, and they carefully came to the back of Xiang Mo with their forks, and sprinted at a distance of no more than five zhang.

The speed of the three of them was very fast, like a tiger leaping over the mountains and forests, and the eagle caught the geese, and rushed over in a few breaths.

The three of them have three forks, chess and stars, intertwined behind Xiang Mo, raising the Dao fork flower, if one wants to break the bud, if one person breaks the bud, if the other person bears the petals of the sun.

In an instant, Xiang Mo's back was like a hundred flowers blooming, and it was purple and red.

Xiang Mo was also surprised, although he didn't look back, he still knew everything behind him by relying on his sensitive perception.

This kind of forked flower technique is not common in the Xiang family, only a few disciples of the Xiang family who are often outside can use it, and it is said to be derived from the fishing technique of the Yongqing River on the side of Shanmen Town.

If you wear flowers and butterflies when you go out of the fork, the movement and stillness reflect each other, complement each other, and fall into the fork net, the light is important, the whole body is scarred, and the heavy is dead, and there is no whole corpse.

These three people have taken down many rebellious people and arrested many young people with this trick, so they are extremely confident, so they dare to make bold moves.

The tip of the fork is getting closer and closer to Mo, and the distance is a stone's throw away, and it is vaguely life-threatening.

Xiang Mo finally moved, no matter how big he was, he was not the kind of arrogant person, and these three people were extraordinary, it seemed that everyone had reached the peak of martial arts, and the three of them were superimposed, and they already had the strength to compete with the first level of Ning Yuan.

Ling Dang's swordsmanship twenty-seventh style white rainbow through the sun.

His right wrist rotated outwards and then turned inward, the tip of the sword was sealed from left to right and upward, and the palm of his right hand was pulled down and up, and a perfect arc was pulled out, passing through thousands of flowers, and then turning into a little cold star, which fell on the arms of the three people.

Xiang Mo's tricks are far less powerful than the ones that he fought against Xiang Rufa just now, but they reveal dexterity and agility everywhere, and the sword shows ingenuity.

His long sword is like a butterfly picking flowers, a dancing elf, tossing and turning among the flowers, and the ship is sharp.

The three of them only felt that there was a flower in front of them, and the fork left their hands, and the person lost his energy, and the forward turned into backwards, and the backwards became backwards.

He spat blood in his mouth while flying upside down, and there were sword marks on his hands, so he was defeated.

One move, one move.

Xiang Mo arrogantly came here, and he didn't make a second move, all of them were defeated in one move, and he was under the long sword.

These three people are named Xiang Feiyun, Xiang Feiyu, and Xiang Feifeng, they are triplets, they grew up together, learned art together, wandered together, and were inseparable.

This time he was defeated, and he fell to the ground one by one, dejected and silent.

"The three brothers of Fengyun and Rain have also been defeated!"

"yes, I thought I could get by!"

"It's terrible, it's really scary!"

Someone retreated here, and the footsteps they had just taken stopped, but one of the disciples of the Xiang family seemed to have discovered something, and said with a smile:

"Haha, you see, those three brothers are not dead!"

Everyone looked at it, and sure enough, they saw that the three brothers were only injured, and they were not killed, and they could already sit up and heal.

The man was excited again:

"That kid seems to have lost his strength, and he can't kill anyone, let's pull him up when he's tired, come a few more, and guarantee that he can be consumed to death!"

When the others heard this, they were all ready to move.

Soon, Xiang Mo was surrounded by people, and they all drew their swords and surrounded them, like wolves and tigers.

Xiang Mo looked around, shook his head, sighed, and said:

"I have no grievances with you, why do you want to listen to the old horseman's persuasion to deal with me, besides, I have already killed and killed, and the three people just now were already merciful, why bother to come to die!"

Everyone kept coming, approaching step by step, but the kung fu of drawing the knife came a little closer.

Under the swords, guns, swords, and halberds, he couldn't hide his killing intent.

People want to rest, they can't fight, people want to leave, they can't fight.

Xiang Mo held his breath and condensed, exhaled a breath of turbidity, the breath stretched for several zhang, turning into bursts of white mist, smoke and clouds, and smoke waves.

Leisurely, the canyon changes abruptly, like thousands of white yarns hanging in the air, slowly swinging, changing strange colors in the morning sun.

Even though they are only a few feet apart, they are difficult to see each other.

The vision in front of him made everyone look at each other, and they only felt that this Xiang Mo seemed to have heavenly means, and he changed the sky and changed the situation with just one breath, which was really unimaginable.

They look at me, I look at you, and their footsteps stop again.

But at this moment, a disciple suddenly screamed, raised his head and fell to the ground, and then another person howled out in pain, and in a haze, it seemed that an arm was broken.

Just when everyone was panicking, Xiang Tianqi Chang frightened:

"Don't panic, everyone, wait for the old man to break it!"

I saw that there seemed to be a little more chill in the sky, and the white mist in the sky condensed into frost, and the ice crystals and jade were poked out, which were clear and jeweled, like jade trees blooming and red plums blooming.

The already confused canyon was clear and clear.

At this time, everyone realized that Xiang Mo was gone.

At some point, he had already come out of the crowd and ran to the other side of the canyon.

Seeing this, everyone hurriedly followed, but immediately stopped.

Because Xiang Mo stopped, there was one more person in front of him, Xiang Duxing, the head of the family.