"What a boldness, you bull-nosed, you dare to seek a breakthrough here?"

Seeing Hao Datong on the other side, he took advantage of the opportunity to fight with the sixth elder Murong Xin, and broke through his own coolness in one fell swoop, and was officially promoted from the second-rate realm to the first-class level.

Murong Ke felt that he couldn't hold his face, this was obviously not taking himself in his eyes?

Especially when he saw Guo Mo, Huang Rong and Li Mochou on the opposite side, standing by his side on the left and right, this kind of picture of hugging left and right seriously stimulated Murong Ke's nerves.

"Die—"

Without any warning, Murong Ke put out his palms together and pushed at Hao Datong, the second style of "Cold Ice Palm" was "Frost and Piercing".

Under the reflection of the torches around him, he seemed to be able to see two white streams bursting out of Murong Ke's hands and heading straight for Hao Datong's front door.

Hao Datong had just broken through, and his breath was still not very stable, and between his internal organs, Fang had just been injured by his own trick "Jade Burning".

"Sixth Uncle, get out of the way—"

Li Zhichang watched from behind, even if he wanted to rush over, it was too late.

"Snort-sss

Guo Mo's hands moved slightly, each with a little finger, the "Shaoze Sword" in his left hand and the "Shaochong Sword" in his right hand, and the two sword qi in the oblique stab, forcibly beat Murong Ke's two white exercises back.

"Smack-"

Ice flowers splashed, and Murong Ke snorted, his face a little solemn.

And the five elders standing around him were forced to retreat two steps by this colliding air current.

"How so? What kind of state has he reached? ”

Murong Ke's heart was shocked, he was already a top master, how could it seem that the gap with this Guo Mo was getting bigger and bigger?

"Murong Ke, your opponent is me, so don't make a move on others. Let me see for myself how your kung fu is. ”

"By the way, I will send you on the road again, if you continue to let people like you stay in the world, how can I, Guo Mo, face the three hundred or so brothers who died?"

Over the years, Guo Mo has rarely been really angry, but tonight, Murong Ke in front of him has to die.

Murong Ke didn't answer, he stood there stupidly, still thinking about the question just now.

Why did he work very hard, and even did something hurtful to the heavens and reason, before he forcibly raised his martial arts to the top of the realm, and this Guo Mo's martial arts were ridiculously high every time he saw them.

Is it in vain to do all this with all your heart and soul in the end?

He's going to kill me?

Guo Mo wants to kill me?

Deep in Murong Ke's heart, there seemed to be a voice that kept calling, telling him to flee quickly.

"Amitabha, His Royal Highness King Yan, don't come unharmed? Your opponent is me, not him-"

At this moment, a chanting Buddha sounded, and a figure flashed from the dark eaves of the "Shenhe Hall" behind Murong Ke.

He seemed to have been standing there, but he had never been noticed by anyone, unless he had come out of it of his own volition.

"It's you? Haha, it really kind of funny. ”

Seeing the appearance of the person who came, Guo Mo frowned at first, and in an instant, he figured out the joints.

So, who is coming?

It was exactly a year ago, in front of the "Seven True Palaces" in Zhongnan Mountain, the one who was killed by Guo Mo, the first generation of the master Hun Shouluo of the Great Snow Mountain Dalun Temple.

In fact, Guo Mo felt slightly that something was wrong at that time.

It's just that there were enough dead and injured people that day, and "Danyangzi" Ma Yu was a generous and benevolent person, so he didn't hold the remaining monks accountable, but let them leave Zhongnan Mountain with the corpses of their companions.

Guo Mo didn't go over to investigate carefully, and let those monks take away Hun Shouluo's "corpse".

So, it is clear that this Hun Shou Luo Master has died under Guo Mo's hands, why can he still come back to life?

Is there really such a strange thing in the world?

This starts with the exercises practiced by Hun Shouluo.

The "zombie gong" practiced by Hun Shouluo is a practice that has been circulated in the Great Wheel Temple hundreds of years ago, but no one knows its source, let alone who created it.

It seems that it has been stored there since the beginning, and there are also many extremely talented people who have cultivated, and hundreds of years have passed, but none of them have practiced to the fullest.

It is recorded in ancient books that if you want to practice this "zombie skill" to the Dacheng realm, you must successively practice the "Golden Bell Jar", "Iron Cloth Shirt", and "Flocculation Technique" to the Dacheng realm, so as to have the opportunity to impact the Dacheng realm of "zombie skill".

A martial arts genius like Hun Shouluo was as strong as Hun Shouluo, and at the age of eighteen, he became a "golden bell jar", at the age of twenty-eight, he became an "iron cloth shirt", and at the age of thirty-eight, he became a small success......

However, more than ten years have passed, no matter what method Hun Shouluo takes, no matter how hard he cultivates to break through the limits of his body, and even almost gives away his life a few times, the "Flocculation Technique" still has no progress.

"Flying flocculent has no roots, and it is not the way, and it is impossible to break the delusion and return to the truth into Bodhi."

The vicious battle in front of the "Seven True Palaces" of Zhongnan Mountain, Hun Shouluo was at a critical juncture, and a trace of clarity flashed in the spiritual platform.

With Guo Mo's seven moves "Sunrise and Sunset Palm" finished, Hun Shouluo finally died.

No one thought that it was Guo Mo's group of "Sunrise and Sunset Palms" that helped Hun Shouluo a lot.

In the Great Wheel Temple, when Hun Shouluo woke up again, the "flocculent breaking technique" had already been completed.

This is an unprecedented achievement in hundreds of years since the Great Wheel Temple has this "zombie skill".

Once the "Flocculation Technique" is completed, combined with Dacheng's "Golden Bell Jar" and "Iron Cloth Shirt", Hun Shouluo's body is exactly the same as the legendary zombie.

Stiff and not stiff, those who say that they are "stiff" are invulnerable, invulnerable, not afraid of cold and heat, not afraid of water and fire, that is, the body is immortal.

Those who say that they are "not stiff", like ordinary people, are not interfered with by external forces, and their bodies are still under their control, and they are even more sensitive than ordinary people.

With the completion of the "Breaking Technique", he felt that his martial arts seemed to have gone beyond the scope of "martial arts" in the world?

However, Hun Shouluo also understands that even at this point, his "zombie skill" has not yet reached the realm of Dacheng, but only to Xiaocheng.

As for the road from there, there is no record in the ancient books, maybe there is really a way to go, maybe it has reached the end of the road.

After meditating at the Great Wheel Temple for a month, Hun Shouluo still had no clue, so he chose to leave the Great Snow Mountain again.

He wanted to choose a "congenital master" to confirm the effect of his breakthrough, and the old master of the Murong family in the Zhongxing Mansion in Western Xia became the first choice of Hun Shouluo.

So, Hun Shouluo quietly went down to the Great Snow Mountain and came to Zhongxing Mansion.

It was a coincidence, when Hun Shouluo saw the old master of Murong Lao, it was also the time when he was breathing.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Hun Shouluo wouldn't have believed that there would be a ruthless and crazy person like Murong Ke in the world?

Hun Shouluo had never seen Murong Ke before, but he knew his biological father "Western Poison" Ouyang Feng, and after witnessing Murong Ke's behavior, Hun Shouluo was very interested in Murong Ke.

Unexpectedly promised Murong Ke to stay by his side and protect him, he wanted to see what kind of amazing actions such a person would have?

It's really a big world, there are no wonders, who can say about fate?

Hun Shouluo has always stood under the eaves of the "Shenhe Hall", and the two sides have been fighting for a long time, and that level of fighting naturally does not arouse his interest.

However, Guo Mo shot twice, once to save Chen Xuanfeng and once to save Hao Datong, which made Hun Shouluo's eyes light up.

Hun Shouluo could feel that Guo Mo's martial arts had improved a lot compared to the last fight, although he couldn't tell what kind of realm Guo Mo was.

Isn't the higher the realm, the better it is for him?

"I remember your name is Hun Shouluo, if I'm not mistaken, your 'zombie skill' has also broken through, right? I didn't expect that this king gave you help. ”

"Haha, the kid surnamed Guo, Lao Gao's 'zombie skill' has indeed been helped by you, and he has made great progress, but it is not yet complete, I wonder if His Royal Highness King Yan can help Lao Wei again?"

In Hun Shouluo's view, this Guo Mo is simply his lucky star.

After more than ten years, it took his help to break through the success of "breaking the flocculent", and now there is no way forward, so will this Guo Mo be his own way?

"You mean, if this king kills you once, you will be stronger?"

"Haha, that's right, if people don't die, how can zombies come from? If the body is not stiff, how can it be successful? Without further ado, let's do it—"

Hun Shouluo jumped up excitedly and pounced on Guo Mo.

The two had fought before, and Guo Mo knew his kung fu well, and now looking at his style, it was much faster than the last time they fought.

And the kind without turns, straight to and fro, from a distance, it looks like there is an invisible rope hanging, flying around in the courtyard.

"Okay, Master Hun Shouluo is also on the field, everyone will do it together, except for those two women, no matter how many personalities are killed-"

Murong Ke didn't want to miss this good opportunity, as long as Guo Mo could be entangled by Hun Shouluo, he would have no scruples on his side.

The five elders of the Murong family commanded the two or three hundred dead soldiers of the Murong family in the courtyard, this is the "Jin Feng Hall" in the mouth of the four halls of the Murong family, and the leader is Murong Shangde.

"Senior brother, I'll deal with this Ouyang Ke, you take everyone to send the others away first, you don't have to leave your hands-"

Huang Rong was afraid that Chen Xuanfeng would be strong, so he pulled out the "Chengying" sword and killed Murong Ke.

"Rong'er, how can you make a move on me? I won't hurt you, but no one else can stay. ”

Huang Rong's sudden move made Murong Ke a little overwhelmed, especially when he saw the bright sword, looming in the light, this is the legendary "Chengying" sword, right?

Murong Ke also heard about the "World Heroes Conference".

"Three beauties of martial arts" Huang Rong, Leng Mochou and Sa Murong married Jin Lan in the ring, and it was Huang Rong who won the final victory and won the "Chengying" sword.

Murong Ke is already at the top of the realm, while Huang Rong is only half a step at the top, and the two are still half a level apart.

It's a pity that Huang Rong has a lot of stunts, especially in terms of body style, which is not a little stronger than Murong Ke.

In addition, Murong Ke was unwilling to hurt Huang Rong in his heart, so the two of them fought to a draw in a short period of time.

The others were not idle, and before the people of the Murong family rushed over, the "bronze corpse" Chen Xuanfeng made the first move.

Lao Chen's heart is very awkward now, once upon a time, he was one of the "black wind and double evil" that frightened the people of the rivers and lakes.

And Murong Ke on the other side is just a junior, a few years ago in the Zhao Wangfu in the central capital, this person is not the opponent of the thief mother-in-law.

Now, this kid has taken shit luck, and he has actually reached the top of the realm, far beyond Lao Chen.

Especially at the critical moment, it was the little junior sister who went up again, and Chen Xuanfeng's heart became more and more uncomfortable.

It doesn't matter if this discomfort occurs, the people of the Murong family around them will be unlucky.

Chen Xuanfeng didn't use a weapon, and directly unfolded the "Nine Yin White Bone Claw", and in one claw, the intestines were rotten, and the bones were broken and tendons.

Li Mochou also drew out the "Hanguang" sword and rushed towards the elders like a female tiger, she didn't want to deal with those little minions yet.

"Zhichang, Zhifang, let's kill those dead soldiers in a zigzag shape, and when we get to the courtyard wall, we will attack those crossbowmen by surprise."

"Taiguzi" Hao Datong glanced around, these pairs of masters in the field were fighting, and they had not been able to distinguish the winners and losers for the time being, but the three walls plus the hundred and ten crossbowmen on the roof were always a threat.

The Quanzhen True Heart Method is conducive to health preservation, but the Quanzhen Sword Method is the most decisive to kill, which is the killing trick that Chongyang Zhenren summed up from countless battles with Jin Bing back then.

Although there are few people on Guo Mo's side, they can all handle it, and the two or three hundred people on the other side are just giving away some lives in vain.

Kindness to the enemy is cruelty to one's own people, and now is not the time to talk about benevolence and righteousness, not to mention that the other party also slaughtered the lives of nearly 300 people who "listened to the wind".

There were several people in the field, and the most tragic one was Chen Xuanfeng.

After killing dozens of people in a row under the "Nine Yin White Bone Claws", he directly picked up two corpses, rampage through the crowd, and found two more corpses when they were broken.

The three of them in the Quanzhen Sect killed a group of crossbowmen to the ground, and everyone in the courtyard was in a mess, Guo Mo's people were a minority after all, how could these crossbowmen release arrows casually?

"Hun Shouluo, your 'zombie skill' is indeed very good, in terms of realm, you are one line higher than the 'Absolute Realm', and you can't even be regarded as a 'half-step innate'."

"However, the characteristics of this 'zombie skill' almost make you invincible, and ordinary people really can't do anything about you."

Guo Mo fought with Hun Shou Luo for more than 30 moves, and also hit Hun Shou Luo five times, either as hard as pig iron, or as soft as a broken floc.

It didn't seem to do any harm to Hun Shouluo, but the old boy became more and more excited the more he fought.

"Haha, thanks to His Royal Highness King Yan's praise, those few strokes just now were just tickling the old man, His Royal Highness King Yan has to work hard——"

Hun Shouluo mocked Guo Mo unscrupulously.

At the beginning, Hun Shouluo was still a little jealous in his heart, and it was because the two of them had fought that Hun Shouluo knew that Guo Mo was terrible.

is such a terrible opponent, in less than a year, the realm of martial arts has actually improved again.

What is his current state?

Half-step innate? Or is it higher?

After he took Guo Mo's palm with his back with the courage to do so, Hun Shouluo's heart was relieved a lot.

Guo Mo's palm power is far stronger than last year, but he can't move his body.

"Golden Bell Jar", "Iron Cloth Shirt", "Flocculation Technique", after Hun Shouluo verified them one by one, he completely put his mind at ease, and only then did he dare to speak out as he did just now.

The two fought for more than 50 rounds, and Guo Mo had even used the "Sunrise and Sunset Palm", and the newly created move later, although it could impress Hun Shouluo, it still couldn't kill.

Guo Mo shook his body and jumped out of the circle.

"Why don't you fight? The old man is still waiting for His Royal Highness King Yan to help break through the promotion, hahaha-"

Seeing Guo Mo facing his "zombie skills", it seems that he tried his best to no avail, and finally wanted to give up?

"Hun Shouluo, this king has to admit that the king of the fist script alone is not able to break your 'zombie skill' for the time being, but fortunately, I still came with a sword."

Guo Mo said as he slowly and methodically pulled out the "Guiyuan" sword from his back.

"Hahaha - I said His Royal Highness King Yan, your Great Song Dynasty is also a rich state, why do you still treat a broken sword as a treasure?"

Looking at the "Guiyuan" sword in Guo Mo's hand, Hun Shouluo smiled even more presumptuously.

"Really? Maybe against people like you, this broken sword is more appropriate. ”

"This sword is called 'Guiyuan', and the swordsmanship is also called 'Guiyuan', this is the first time this king has used it, please taste and taste it by Master Hun Shouluo——"

After Guo Mo finished speaking, his left hand naturally drooped, and his right hand held the "Guiyuan" sword, and he stood there without hesitation, looking at Hun Shouluo with his eyes slightly open.

"Hmph, make a fool of yourself and take a punch from the Buddha-"

It's that set of "zombie boxing" again, and now Hun Shouluo, who is full of weapons all over his body, directly smashed his fist at Guo Mo, and didn't worry about whether the other party had an extra sword in his hand.

In fact, Hun Shouluo has already done a special experiment.

First used an ordinary sword, and then found a sword and a sword, and poured internal force to slash at his body, at most it was just a white mark.

The clothes can be torn, and the flesh and skin are not hurt.

Hun Shouluo's "Zombie Fist" looks very mechanical, but the speed is not slow.

However, in Guo Mo's slightly open eyes, Hun Shouluo's movements were very slow.

"There are no two types of return, and there are many conveniences." At the beginning of man, the 'first type' fell to the ground'——"

In the eyes of outsiders, Guo Mo's movements were very slow, but when Guo Mo raised the "Guiyuan" sword in his right hand, Hun Shouluo's movements were actually forbidden.

"This ...... What kind of kung fu is this? ”

Hun Shouluo's heart was shocked, and he seemed to feel the breath of death?

Isn't what you practice exactly "zombie skills"? How can you still be afraid of death?

The "Guiyuan" sword was swung, and Guo Mo seemed to simply swing it like that, which is also a sword move?

Yes, anyone who practices swords, the effect of wielding a sword, I am afraid that it will be more powerful than the current Guo Mo, even the seven-year-old Xiao Guo Ping is much stronger than him.

As everyone knows, with this simple wave, Guo Mo has already changed sixty-four directions.

"Ahh

Hun Shouluo's left arm is missing.

It's completely gone, and the place where the arms used to grow on the shoulders is eerily vacant.

There are no ones on the ground, but there are some broken arms, but they are not his, they belong to the dead soldiers of the Murong family.

"Can you cut off my left arm? I also know it hurts? ”

Is Hun Shouluo stupid? actually opened his mouth and asked Guo Mo such a sentence.

"Master Hun Shouluo, it seems that this is really the case, your left arm really seems to be gone, as for whether it hurts or not, you have to ask yourself."

Guo Mo also said calmly, it seemed that the two were discussing an innocuous topic.

"Wow, yes-the Buddha fought with you-"

Hun Shouluo jumped up in pain, more than a foot above the ground, stretched out his right leg and kicked Guo Mo's head viciously.

"Hey, why are you doing that? ——”

"One does not contain everything, and the clouds are all rounded." At the beginning of man, the 'second type' whispers to oneself'—"

This time, Guo Mo held the "Guiyuan" sword in his right hand, but it was swinging extremely fast, like a bee flapping its wings quickly, and he couldn't see the position of the "Guiyuan" sword at all.

Moreover, the "Guiyuan" sword is no longer a broken sword, and the gap seems to have grown in an instant.

Two-foot, three-foot, four-foot......

It's still growing?

The length of the "Guiyuan" sword was finally fixed at six feet and six inches.

Six feet six inches?

Is this still a sword?

"Ahh

Hun Shou Luo roared again.

This time it roared louder and more heroic than before, resounding throughout the old mansion of the Murong family, I don't know if it can be heard in the palace of Western Xia?

Murong Ke, who was fighting, was also frightened by this roar, and swung the "Ziwei Soft Sword" twice in succession, forcing Huang Rong's "Chengying" sword back.

The "Ziwei Soft Sword" actually fell into Murong Ke's hands, and it seems that Murong Yan also fell into his hands.

Murong Ke looked at Hun Shouluo not far away, and the spirit spirit shivered.

"This ...... What's going on? How could this be? ”

Murong Ke instantly felt a chill on his back.

"No, I can't stay here any longer-"

"Shoot them all—"

Only now do you remember to order someone to release arrows?

It's late.

One hundred and ten crossbowmen, either they have been cleared by the three of the Quanzhen Sect, or they see that the situation is not good, and they run away.

At this time, Hun Shouluo looked at Guo Mo in a daze, unable to believe all this in front of him.

"You...... What kind of sword are you? ”

Hun Shouluo had just lost his left arm, and now he had lost his right leg, which was broken from the root.

The strange thing is that after being so seriously injured, he couldn't see a lot of blood flowing out, could it be that Hun Shouluo was a real zombie?

"This king just said that this sword is called 'Guiyuan', and the swordsmanship is also called 'Guiyuan', but Master Hun Shouluo didn't care."

"Returning to the Yuan" sword, the sword has returned to the Yuan.

Where there are six feet and six inches, it is still the broken sword, it is still the broken gap, and the sword is still less than two feet long.

"'Returning to the Yuan'? Why is it called 'Guiyuan'? Why is it called 'Guiyuan'? Even if the old man is dead, he will pull you on his back, 'stiff and immortal'—"

Hun Shouluo roared again, as if he was going to use all the strength of his whole body on this roar, and shot the whole person towards Guo Mo in a strange way, like an arrow off the string.

The arrow is lost, there is no return, the arrow does not see blood, and finally falls into the dust.

"Hey, the master is a person who worships the Buddha, and he has learned the 'zombie skill', but he still can't see through reincarnation?"

"And the end of the calamity sinks, but it is cultivated by this root." At the beginning of man, the 'third type' toddler'—"

At this time, the "Guiyuan" sword actually turned in Guo Mo's hand, constantly drawing circles, and the center of the circle was Guo Mo's right hand holding the sword.

It's just, it seems, there is only the center of the circle?

What about the hilt?

What about the blade?

"Ahh

A third mighty roar came from the mouth of Master Hun Shou Luo.

In the entire courtyard, there is no one fighting, and the point is, there are not many people left.

Huang Rong and Li Mochou stood side by side, two swords, "Hanguang" and "Chengying", one left and one right.

One was dripping blood, and the other was looming, unstained.

The three Daoists of the Quanzhen Sect were standing behind the second daughter, and the Dao robes on their bodies were already a little torn.

And Cui Zhifang was also injured and was protected by Hao Datong and Li Zhichang in the middle, and the Quanzhen Sect-style iron sword in Li Zhichang's hand really became a broken sword.

On the contrary, it was the "bronze corpse" Chen Xuanfeng, who was some distance away from everyone, maybe he was embarrassed to come.

Carrying two mutilated corpses in his hands, his body seemed to be drenched in a rain of blood, and the shredded flesh on his hair slid down from the top down the scattered bun.

When passing by the corner of Chen Xuanfeng's mouth, the "copper corpse" seemed to consciously stick out his tongue and lick it beautifully.

"I'm not dead? I'm alive? ”

Hun Shouluo asked a lot of inexplicable words tonight, but fortunately, he met a more patient Guo Mo.

"Yes, you're not dead, you're alive. I'm more curious about your 'zombie skills' now. ”

At this time, Hun Shouluo was "erected" on the ground.

Yes, the accurate way to say it would be "erected".

How many forms do people take on earth?

Standing, sitting, tummy, lying flat, lying on your side, upside down......

However, Hun Shouluo can only be regarded as "erected" now.

Without hands, without feet, the head is still facing up, and it can only be regarded as "erect".

"Hahaha-let His Royal Highness King Yan be interested, Hun Shouluo is proud enough, can the old man ask you three questions?"

Maybe there were too many strange questions tonight, but Guo Mo was not surprised.

"Teacher, please say that this king knows everything and speaks everything."

"First question, what realm is His Royal Highness King Yan in now?"

Hun Shouluo was trying his best to adjust his breathing, his nose contracted violently, but his voice was still so steady.

Just now remember to ask?

Or is Hun Shouluo too superstitious about his "zombie skills"?

"Last year, this king luckily stepped into the 'innate realm'."

Guo Mo felt that there was nothing to show off, wasn't it just an "innate realm", he was already twenty-four years old at that time.

"The second question, does His Royal Highness King Yan want Lao Wei's 'zombie skill'?"

Hun Shouluo suddenly secretly breathed a true breath, and his chest visibly bulged with the naked eye, to be precise, the placket on his chest bulged.

It's a pity that even if black blood flowed from his eyes, nose, and mouth, he couldn't do it.

With a "poof", it exploded, and an ancient book sewn from animal skins flew out of it, and flew into Guo Mo's hands impartially.

"I'll help you, see how uncomfortable you look."

It turned out that it was not Hun Shou Luo's extraordinary internal strength, but Guo Mo's trick of "taking things from the air".

"Hahaha-Is His Royal Highness King Yan so anxious? The old man was meant to be given to you, you...... Stop, you bastard-"

Hun Shouluo seemed to see what he didn't want to see the most, and scolded loudly, but he couldn't help Guo Mo at all.

In the end, this iron-clad master actually shed tears of sadness.

"You're a devil, you're a bastard, you've ruthlessly destroyed the sacred relics of the Great Snow Mountain—"

It turned out that Guo Mo took the "zombie skill" in his hand, didn't even look at it, and directly vomited his internal force.

The "Zombie Skill" cheats that Hun Shouluo regarded as his fate turned into powder in Guo Mo's hands, and he threw it out with a wave of his hand.

"Although this kind of harmful practice has its own uniqueness, it is not suitable for being passed on to the world."

Guo Mo seemed to be a little sympathetic, looking at Hun Shouluo who was "erected" on the ground.

"Third question, His Royal Highness King Yan, are you really ..... Can it really kill me? ”

Without waiting for Guo Mo's answer, the pride of the Great Snow Mountain no longer breathed.

It's just that he still maintains an "erected" posture, and even those bright eyes are still nostalgic for this beautiful summer night and can't bear to close it.

"Your Highness, he ...... Is he dead? ”

Li Zhichang, who was behind him, also asked.

Because, at the end of last year, in addition to the "Seven True Palaces" in Nanshan, it was also Guo Mo who took Hun Shouluo's life, but he came back from the dead.

"This, this king doesn't know, if he can live again, this king is happy to wait for him."

Guo Mo didn't go over to make up for another sword, if he cut off the other party's Liuyang Leader, then he would be completely sure of his death.

However, Guo Mo just didn't want to do it, maybe deep down, he really looked forward to seeing this Hun Shou Luo Master again.

"What about Ouyang Ke? Why don't you see anyone? ”

Suddenly, Li Mochou's voice came.

Sure enough, there was no longer a shadow of Murong Ke in the courtyard.

"He should go to the 'Sanhetang', let's go in and find him."

With Guo Mo's realm, of course, he can know if someone has escaped from him.

There was no sound of breaking the sky, and all that remained was the "Shenhe Hall" behind him.

"Brother Guo, what should I do with these elders?"

On the ground in front of the "Sanhe Hall", two lay down and three sit.

Lying on the ground were the corpses of the Fourth Elder Murong Li and the Fifth Elder Murong Zhi, sitting cross-legged and healing their own injuries, of course, the Second Elder Murong Ren, the Third Elder Murong Yi and the Sixth Elder Murong Xin.

"Hmph, you are also worthy of being called 'benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom and faith'? Senior brother, send them to meet the three hundred brothers who 'listen to the wind', all of them-"

In addition to these injured elders, there were dozens of people who didn't have time to escape.

"Don't kill me, I know the location of the water prison, I also know where Murong Yan is being held, and I also know where Murong Ke escaped from......"

"Second brother, you ...... How are you this soft bone? ”

The sixth elder Murong Xin, who was slashed twice by Li Mochou and was still bleeding from his chest, rebuked the second elder loudly.

"Okay, Senior Brother, let's leave this second elder who knows the current affairs first, and the others will send them on their way."

Guo Mo carried Murong Ren in one hand and entered the "Shenhe Hall", with Huang Rong and Li Mochou following closely behind.

In the courtyard, there were bursts of heart-rending screams.....