"Hmph, the master of my Zhang family is coming back soon, with the cultivation of the head of the family, Judan, killing you is like killing a chicken, and soon you will bury my nephew Zhang Hua ......"

Zhang Qi stared at Yun Mo with a crazy roar, and for a while, all kinds of cruel words and vicious curses erupted from Zhang Qi's mouth.

Now Zhang Qi can also see that Yun Mo has no plans to kill him at present, so he has no scruples at all, and rushes out trash talk crazily.

Yun Mo just glanced at Zhang Qi coldly, his expression did not change for half a minute, and he immediately shot out a pure white sword qi into the sky.

After this sword qi was sent out, Yun Mo slashed out a few more sword qis, directly smashing all the walls at the courtyard gate.

Compared to Yun Mo's wanton slaughter in the courtyard, Mo Wuxian, who had been squatting outside, was very different. Since Yun Mo entered the courtyard, Mo Wuxian has been very nervous when he listened to the sound of fighting coming from the courtyard.

Although he knew that Yun Mo's strength was very strong, but after all, this was the enemy's hometown, and the Zhang family, as the largest Xiuzhen family in Yanbo City, its strength should not be underestimated, Yun Mo chose to kill alone and let him stay outside, he was extremely grateful and uneasy at the same time, to put it bluntly, this was the hatred of his Wu family, but he wanted others to avenge him, if Yun Mo was in danger or even died because of this, Mo Wu would not forgive himself until he died!

So after hearing the movement in the courtyard dissipate for a while, he couldn't help but rush into the courtyard, and then he saw a large group of people rushing out of the courtyard, but he could see that these people were not from the Zhang family, so he didn't do anything. Then there was a long silence, Mo Wuxian couldn't hold back any longer, and was about to launch the formation, and then hit the courtyard, and then he saw the signal from Yun Mo.

After seeing the sword qi in the sky, Mo Wuxian directly dropped the array flag in his hand, and then in a sassy sound, the third-level killing array that had been silent for a long time showed his fangs.

At the moment when the formation was activated, Mo Wuxian saw the wall at the gate of the courtyard fall.

The wall of "Brother Mo ......" fell, and Mo Wuxian naturally saw Yun Mo standing in the courtyard, and his originally nervous mood instantly relaxed, and he shouted in a happy tone.

"No hatred, you quickly step aside, you will need to control the killing array to trap some people later." Yun Mo said quickly.

"Good!" Mo Wuxian nodded, and immediately hid in a shadow, holding the main formation flag of the manipulating the killing array tightly in his hand.

"Who dares to offend my Zhang family......"

With an angry shout, seven figures with flying swords appeared in the sky, and standing at the front was a middle-aged man with a white beard and a horse's face.

"Zhang Qingyi old dog!" Mo Wuxian, who was hiding on the side, instantly recognized the man's identity, it was the Zhang family's advocate Qingyi, that is, the only Judan monk of the Zhang family. The head of the Mo family, that is, Mo Yuantian, Mo Wuxian's father, died at his hands. So the moment he saw Zhang Qingyi, Mo Wuxian's eyes erupted with unforgettable hatred, but he also understood that he had to be patient, and with his strength, if he jumped out, he would be killed by the other party in one move.

He could only wait, waiting for a chance to kill, which was also the task that Yun Mo arranged for him.

"You brute, you dare to kill me! You must die today, no, everyone related to you must die......" Because the wall was cut down, when Zhang Qingyi got off the flying sword and stood in front of the original courtyard gate, he saw Zhang Hua's corpse at Yun Mo's feet at a glance.

Zhang Qingyi said that Tie Qing's face was pale, and immediately a mouthful of blood spurted out, even if he was already a monk of the sixth layer of Judan, but at this moment, in the face of the pain of losing his son, he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person's breath was disordered.

When he received Zhang Qi's flying sword message, he had a bad premonition, and he didn't even want the opportunity to get it, so he rushed here non-stop, but what he didn't expect was that when he arrived, his favorite son, Zhang Hua, who was regarded as the future hope of the Zhang family, had turned into a corpse.

Hate, hate so much!

It hurts, it hurts!

"If I don't tear your body inch by inch today, and if I don't crush your bones and scatter ashes, I, Zhang Qingyi, will be a ......father in vain," Zhang Qingyi gritted his teeth almost word by word to finish this sentence, and while speaking, he had already sacrificed a granite giant axe in his hand, and killed Yun Mo, and the six Huayuan monks of Zhang Mansion behind him also sacrificed weapons and followed behind.

"No hatred, do it, trap them!" Yun Mo roared angrily, and the Flame Knife in his hand brought up a series of chilling swords and greeted Zhang Qingyi, who had killed him.

Mo Wuxian, who was hiding on the side, had already made preparations, and before Yun Mo could speak, the array flag in Mo Wuxian's hand had already been thrown down, and immediately the third-level killing array was completely activated, and countless murderous blades instantly erupted in the space within a radius of more than fifty zhang with the courtyard gate as the center, and the violent killing array space enveloped Zhang Qingyi and the others.

"It's not good, there are three-level killing arrays!"

Zhang Qingyi reacted almost instantly, and in an instant, a cold sweat broke out, and before he could figure out how the protective array outside Zhang's mansion had become a third-level killing array aimed at his Zhang family, the spatial blade mixed with violent killing intent fell towards the top of his head. In a hurry, he could only block the falling blade first. However, instead of using the granite axe in his hand, he threw a punch in the direction of the top of his head.

"Boom!"

Zhang Qingyi was obviously not an ordinary sixth-layer cultivator of Judan, even if he just punched in a hurry, he would easily shatter the spatial blade, and at the same time, the granite giant axe in his hand was also bombarded with the sword that Yun Mo rolled up.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

With a continuous roar, Yun Mo's sword was directly torn into slag by the granite giant axe, and the blade of the axe that was bombarded immediately fell directly on the Stygian Flame Knife.

The huge bombardment force came, and Yun Mo only felt like he had been hit by a truck that was moving at high speed, the clothes on his chest were directly torn, and the newly worn inner armor was also torn out of a gap. The whole person flew upside down, and several mouthfuls of blood were sprayed in the air.

Yun Mo, who fell to the ground, looked extremely solemn, he knew that he had made a big deal, compared to Zhang Chengyu, who was killed by him before, Zhang Qingyi in front of him was more than a point stronger? Yun Mo suspected that if it weren't for Zhang Qingyi's previous punch to block the spatial blade of the killing array, I am afraid that this axe could directly tear his body apart, even if he was wearing a medium-grade magic weapon inner armor.

Seeing that Yun Mo couldn't even withstand his axe, Zhang Qingyi's eyes flashed with thick disdain, a crazy killing intent appeared on his face, and his cold eyes seemed to have seen Yun Mo as a dead man.

"Die!"

Zhang Qingyi roared angrily, and the killing momentum of his whole body skyrocketed, and the granite giant axe in his hand rolled up a violent killing momentum, and an astonishing momentum appeared on him, which directly affected the surrounding killing array space, but before he could split this axe, dozens of spatial blades fell wildly above his head.

It was Mo Wuxian, after seeing that Yun Mo was obviously defeated by Zhang Qingyi, he directly rolled most of the blades of the killing array to Zhang Qingyi's side.

Seeing that Zhang Qingyi was trapped by the blade of the killing array, Yun Mo threw a few Qi Returning Pills into his mouth, and then killed him with his true qi, but he did not kill Zhang Qingyi who was trapped in the blade, but killed the Huayuan monk who was trapped in other positions of the killing array.

Because Mo Wuxian concentrated most of the blades of the killing array around Zhang Qingyi, this caused a lot fewer blades around the other people, and even some places were gone.

This makes those people can be said to be out of the killing array, which is a great threat to Yun Mo, because these people have no shackles of the killing array, they can break this killing array, once the killing array is broken, Yun Mo understands that he and Mo Wuxian will be Zhang Qingyi's dish.

Therefore, Yun Mo did not hesitate at all, and directly killed these Huayuan cultivators.

"Puff puff ......"

Yun Mo was already invincible in the Transformation Yuan Realm, so these Transformation Yuan Monks were easily killed by Yun Mo after only holding on for a few rounds under Yun Mo's hands, and in just half an hour, five of the six Transformation Yuan Monks died!

Because the last Huayuan monk was close to Zhang Qingyi, he could be regarded as being covered by the killing array space, so Yun Mo chose to be the last one to kill him!

"Beast, you should be damned......" Although Zhang Qingyi was resisting the blade of the killing array, he saw what Yun Mo was doing clearly, and the anger in his heart was almost burning like a flame, but because of the confinement of the third-level killing array, he couldn't let go of his hand at all, so he could only wave the giant axe in his hand frantically, trying to get out of it.

Yun Mo's expression remained unchanged, and almost instantly, he came to the last Huayuan monk, and immediately slashed out, this knife he didn't spare the slightest, it was directly the fourth sword that broke the sky!

"Poof!"

Even the imperfect Fourth Blade was not something that this Avatar Cultivator could resist, and under the latter's terrified gaze, the Absolute Fall Knife directly tore it into a blood mist.

"Brute!"

Seeing that the last Huayuan Monk was killed by Yun Mo, Zhang Qingyi's eyes were about to split, he roared angrily, the giant axe in his hand condensed the killing momentum, and slashed towards the killing array blade space in front of him, at this moment he completely gave up the defense of his back, and blasted out another punch.