In just an instant, the big man's head fell to the ground and he died without even uttering an exclamation. When he died, he didn't know what was happening, but he stared angrily at death. However, at this time, the white-robed man who was ambushed at the door was suddenly shocked, and his years of battlefield life made him extremely sensitive to the danger of death.

In a trance, he sensed that danger seemed to be approaching, and the white-robed man carefully stretched out a section of his saber to the door, and with the help of the reflection of the saber, he found that there was no one outside the door. At this time, he was even more puzzled, and that kind of sense of crisis like substance was absolutely not wrong.

Since there is no threat from the outside, the sense of crisis is likely to come from within. The white-robed general was still a little uneasy to look around at the environment of the ruined temple, there were not many facilities here, only a few statues with teeth and claws and a few tattered tables. The statues and the tables were guarded by their own people, and if danger arose, he was sure that the battle-hardened Praetorian Guards would be the first to warn.

After all, in this kind of group matchup, sharing information and keeping your teammates safe is also protecting yourself. If all your teammates are dead, it will be difficult for you to escape.

The white-robed general quickly glanced at the audience, and he suddenly found that he had left a very big hole! The back door of the ruined temple was unguarded, and if someone entered through the back door, they would sneak in completely unnoticed.

At this time, it was already raining heavily outside the door, and the white-robed man carefully observed that there were no footprints or water traces at the back door. The white-robed man breathed a sigh of relief in his heart: Fortunately, no one sneaked in. Now that the ground outside is completely wet with rain, if someone sneaks in, there will inevitably be some rain, and there will inevitably be some traces left on the dry ground.

Mo Sang was lurking behind the statue at this time, observing the situation inside the temple, and behind a turtle-shaped statue not far from him, there was a Praetorian Guard. Mo Sang measured the distance and the timing of his shot, and found that the man was too close to the next Praetorian Guard. If you concoct the last sneak attack method in the same way, you will inevitably be discovered by others, and if they jump out to besiege you en masse, then there will be no chance of winning at all. You have to think of a way to kill him quickly without being detected by others. Suddenly, a strong light illuminated the temple very transparently. For a moment, Mo Sang seemed to be blind, and there was only a white light in front of him. Then there was a loud bang, and after the white light, thunder followed.

Hearing the thunder, Mo Sang suddenly had an idea for a perfect plan. The thunder and the bright light emitted by the lightning were delayed by about a second, and the bright light emitted by the lightning could illuminate the ruined temple for about two seconds, and the thunder would last for three to five seconds. If you can grasp this short period of a few seconds, you can assassinate the next enemy without even realizing it!

As soon as Moissan's plan came out, he was no longer in a hurry. Now he must first grasp all the laws of thunder and lightning, and try to reduce the delay error to a few tenths of a second, and any negligence will make himself fall short. If discovered, Moisan would have to be forced to give up revenge or choose to fight hard, which is obviously undesirable. But Mo Sang didn't want to spare those who had chased and killed him so easily, especially the white-robed general who injured Xiao Yu'er.

A few more thunderbolts fell, and the white-robed general guarding the door was obviously a little impatient. According to his estimates, with this kind of majestic rain outside, the people who settled in this ruined temple should come back soon. He had an intuition that the person he had been waiting for in this ruined temple must be the person the national teacher was looking for.

But he waited left and right but never saw anyone appear, and he couldn't help but be a little irritable. At this time, he didn't know why he was inexplicably irritable in his heart, and this kind of irritability should not theoretically appear on him. His years of war had long honed his fortitude and unusual endurance.

Mo Sang meditated in his heart about the time when the thunder and lightning flashed outside, and when a little light flickered, he seized the opportunity to quickly rush to his target. The flash vanished, and Mossan appeared behind the man with unmistakable precision. At this time, the man seemed to have a premonition that his neck was cold, and the moment he turned around, he saw a cold light instantly cross his throat. The thunderous sound also sounded vigorously, and the whole process was covered by the thunder and lightning, and after the thunder, a man's head fell to the ground.

At this time, Mo Sang was like a ghost shuttling back and forth in the ruined temple, each movement was accompanied by a burst of lightning and thunder, and after each thunder, one person was harvested by Mo Sang.

About half an hour has passed, and Mo Shan has already harvested seven lives. At this time, Mo Sang had approached the front door, and he hid behind the last statue and looked at the white-robed general in front of the door. Mo Sang knew that the white-robed general was extremely powerful, and it was impossible for him to assassinate those Praetorian Guards under his nose, and at this time, the Praetorian Guards on the periphery of the broken temple had been completely swept away by Mo Sang.

Now there are two options, one is to continue to assassinate the Praetorian Guards lurking at the door in the same way as before. The Praetorian Guard here is the most powerful and strongest, which invisibly adds a lot of difficulty to the assassination. Another point is that the white-robed general is too close to Mo Sang, and he is afraid that his slightest movement will attract the attention of the white-robed man. In case Moissanite is discovered, he will be completely passive, although the Praetorian Guard has now been swept away by Mozán with seven people, but the remaining thirteen people are undoubtedly the strongest.

Another option would be for Moissans to abandon his previous assassination attempt and go all out. Quickly and heavily wound him in a way that the white-robed man had not expected, and quickly retreated after a blow. Mo Sang believed that as long as the white-robed man was badly damaged, these people would not be able to escape. Mo Sang is sure that he can trap all these people to death in the fight, although Mo Sang has little chance of winning when he faces the main gate, but his endurance is undoubtedly his strong point.

Those Praetorian Guards have to rest after all, and Mo Zang will not have a problem even if he does not sleep for three days and three nights. The most important thing is that after the white-robed man is injured, those Praetorian Guards have to weigh whether they will be attacked even if they want to run.

Mo Sang made up his mind and quietly observed the environment where the white-robed man was hiding at the entrance of the temple. Beside the white-robed general were three Praetorian Guards, Scarface, Beard, and a stocky fat man. Those three people are the strongest in terms of size and the sense of coercion they bring to Mo Sang, and these three people should know some foreign exercises.

Mo Sang was thinking in his heart, if I use the Xuanzong Orthodox Method to induce sword qi with all my might, use the Sweeping Autumn Leaves Sword Style. Then he could instantly inflict a heavy blow on the white-robed general and the bearded Praetorian Guard closest to him, but if I did that, my internal breath would be too much for a short time due to the instantaneous consumption. That way, the two remaining Praetorian Guards, Scarface and Fatty, could inflict fatal damage on me, and put me in danger if I wasn't able to deal with it in time to be besieged by the other Praetorian Guards hiding behind me.