Hearing Zhong Xihou's words, the first person who was unhappy was the milk-cat-like Mo Qu'er. This girl's face was full of anger, and her voice was also indignant, and she said: "Zhongxi Hou, this is my Mo family's business, what right do you have to interfere in my Mo family's family affairs!"

Although Zhong Xihou didn't have a good impression of this ink song, he didn't like it at all. Mo Qu'er stood up and spoke, and his positions were reversed, which couldn't be clearer. But Zhong Xihou still snorted coldly, and then still looked contemptuous, and said: "Little girl, you have no right to interfere in the affairs of the Mo family. But you girl has ignored it, lonely little junior brother, called haunting like a song. Ying Ruge is Lonely's junior brother, the Venerable of the Dusk Cold Building, and has also traveled to the rivers and lakes under a pseudonym, including the Sword Destroying Lord Linghu Changkong. Even though his identity is changeable, he is the only one who has never been the young master of your Mo family. ”

Mo Qu'er pointed to Mo Ming, who was still fighting with the white-clothed immortals in the sky, and then pointed to Ying Ruge, who had fainted against the big tree, frowned, and asked: "Zhong Xihou, don't you have good eyes? Ying Ruge and Shao, the face is exactly the same as the owner of the village, no matter how similar the people in the world are, will they be similar to this extent?

Zhong Xihou sneered again, it was not his life experience, but he looked lonely, and there was a trace of sadness in his voice, and said: "It is indeed the truth, it is indeed true." ”

Hearing Zhong Xihou let go, Mo Qu'er was like a winning rooster, and his face showed a little smugness. didn't wait for her to speak again, Zhong Xihou's words were to make her, the county lord, and the tiger guy, all speechless, and their faces were full of shame.

"Lone also knows another fact, Lone's little junior brother lingered like a song, and only then did he croak, and the first sip of milk didn't have time to drink in his mouth, so he was abandoned by your Mo family. Zhong Xihou sneered again, his lonely expression was even worse, he let out a long breath, and continued, "Even if your Mo family has some conscience, you didn't directly sacrifice your little junior brother who was still a baby as an animal, at least gave it back a way to live." It is also the way of life that you gave, and today it has opened a way for your Mo family. In this way, the grievances and grievances are cleared, and they do not owe each other, is it wrong?"

After that, he didn't give Mo Qu'er a chance to speak with the county lord, Zhong Xihou waved his hand, and a gust of wind lifted up his haunting body.

"Brother Sanqing, Xiaoyu is here, and the Mo family has nothing to wait for me. ”

Liu Sanqing looked at the county lord and the others, and thought back to the suffering that Ying Ruge had suffered all the way, and his pure white face was also calm and expressionless. Liu Sanqing turned into white light again and returned to his haunting body.

Zhong Xihou walked over slowly, carrying Ying Ruge behind his back, and the wind rose again, and his body was like a paper kite riding the wind.

Seeing Ying Ruge being taken away by Zhongxi Hou, the county lord was like a spirit leaving his body, and his body collapsed to the ground. No matter how angry Mo Qu'er was, when she saw her lady like this, she knelt beside her with a sad face. And the tiger guy who didn't say a word stared at the distant sky where Zhong Xihou turned into a star and disappeared, and his eyes were full of mixed emotions.

Mo Qu'er was stunned, how did this black-faced man from the West know about Haunting Ruge's life experience, and why could he still say the word sacrifice in his mouth?

Speaking of the battle, Mo Ming, who has the twenty-four veins of Qiyuan, is like a divine help, and the more he fights, the more courageous he becomes. The people of the world used martial arts cultivation to fight against the two heavenly immortals with the body strength of mortals, and even faintly suppressed these two heavenly immortals.

And Jian Yufei's side, as if deliberately playing with the other party, kept landing and jumping up, and his body shot at the heavenly immortals like sharp arrows. Every time he landed and jumped up, there was an immortal in white who was injured and hung up. The white-clothed immortal with the flame pattern in the sky who had broken his arm had melted the blood-red ice crystals on his body and regained his freedom.

This immortal wanted to dismantle Jian Yufei into eight pieces to relieve the hatred in his heart, but the coldness of his body and the fact that he had not yet resumed normal breathing made the fear in his heart overpower the hatred. When Jian Yufei jumped up and walked sideways with him again, that hideous smiling face and fierce eyes couldn't help but make his sideburns cold again, and his body unconsciously retreated.

Even if this white-clothed immortal with a flame pattern in the sky is immortal today, his cultivation path has come to an end. Because his Dao heart was shattered.

Even though the white-clothed immortal with the flame pattern in the sky at this moment had no threat to the Mo family and the black dragon, how could Jian Yufei let him go. When he passed sideways, he casually turned into dozens of cold ice sword qi and shot out.

This sword qi is not transformed by the Qi in the worldly martial arts Qi source, but a true immortal method. If it weren't for the help of his fellow disciples, he would have been covered with blood holes at this time.

"Senior Brother Ning Can, Senior Brother Ning Can!"

The words of the white and chubby junior brother in front of him should have been extremely clear, but in the ears of the white-clothed immortal with the flame pattern in the sky, they were hazy and blurred. He saw his junior brother's mouth open and close, but what was he talking about? Look at that mouth, he was calling his name, but why were his eyes full of anxiety?

The white-clothed immortal called Ning Can's sky-facing flame pattern had heavy eyelids, his eyes couldn't help but close, and then his body was like a thousand catties and fell to the ground. It happened in an instant, and even though the junior brother in front of him was chasing, he couldn't catch up with the speed of this Ning Can senior brother's fall. After all, I can hear the sound of "bang" and heavy objects falling to the ground. Wonderful Pen Court

When the chasing white-clothed immortal stepped on the ground, Ning Can had already fainted on the broken stone slab of the Mo family's Tianshui Villa.

Originally, the five white-clothed immortals were reluctant to prevent Jian Yufei's harassment and try to completely block the black dragon. At this moment, the leader fainted, and the other person went to check, and the situation changed in an instant to the three immortals blocking the black dragon while also preventing Jian Yufei's sneak attack and harassment.

And the frequency of Jian Yufei's landing and jumping up gradually accelerated, making the three immortals even more flustered, and they were almost out of power to parry.

The anger in the eyes of the white fat immortal guarding Ning Can's side burst out with killing intent, the sword commanded, and the seven flying swords in the sword box behind him flew out, and the thunderbolt shot towards Mo Ming.

He chose this worldly person Mo Ming, not Jian Yufei, who hurt his senior brother Ning Can.

This white fat immortal is also calm, and he is not surprised. At least at this moment, he still clearly understands that only by completely defeating Mo Ming, the remaining standing of their group can be gathered, and they can improve a few points head-on.

But in the same way, this white fat immortal made a mistake that other senior brothers had also made. The people of the world are all ants, and with a wave of their hands, they can be wiped out. However, the ants encountered today are all with wings, flying around, so fast. These ants have sharp teeth in their mouths, and they can tear off a piece of meat from their own bodies.

After joining forces with the other two senior brothers and half-pillar incense, the result was that he couldn't use the flying sword to bombard him with the immortal method remotely, and he couldn't wipe out Mo Ming at close range, this white fat immortal was so angry that his originally white and tender fat face turned red in an instant. I heard him scold: "The worldly ants can only use such Aza methods, but they dare to be upright and fight with a sword!"

Mo Ming thought it was funny to hear it, how could these immortals be so funny one by one. Mo Ming urged the thirteen hatreds, but the flying swords of these white-clothed immortals were several times that of his, how could they be Aza means, but they were upright?

Mo Ming's sword finger was raised in the center of his eyebrows, and the twelve spirit swords that blocked the movements of these immortals and fought with them flew back to Mo Ming as if they had been summoned, floating and spinning around him. If Mo Ming's appearance is not destroyed at the moment, and she is dressed in white, she is really an immortal style.

Mo Ming's sword in his hand was erected, and then he said in a cold voice: "Mo Ming, the sword master of the Mo family, ask the immortals for advice!"

Then the white fat immortal saw Mo Ming stepping on a spirit sword and flying towards him as if he had been provoked, and the corner of the white fat immortal's mouth showed a treacherous smile. But what he didn't know was that it was his so-called radical method that buried his life.

A sword in your hand is three thousand words in the ruthless swordsmanship. The sword qi burst out from the pitch-black Mo Yu sword, and the dragon in the field jumped towards the white fat immortal.

The white fat immortal didn't mind Mo Ming taking him as the first opponent to clean up, with an evil smile on his face, he didn't use his sword, but he struck it out with one palm. This palm is an immortal method that can shatter the mountain. The power of the immortal law, how can the worldly ants resist. But he forgot once again that the ants in front of him were not people like them who could be pinched to death at will.

Mo Ming didn't dodge, and there was an incomparably rich Qi on himself, and the power of that palm dispersed the sword qi that was like a loach swimming, before touching the Qi emitted from Mo Ming's body, but it was like a drop of water falling into the ink pool and dissipating.

Without waiting for the white fat immortal's surprised expression to be revealed, he saw a cold light attack, and Mo Yujian stabbed into his chest. The strength, speed, and accuracy of this sword are all superior, even if this white fat immortal is fat, he is also pierced by this sword from the chest and the back is exposed.

Mo Ming drew his sword, and the impermanence sword under his feet carried him away quickly, and distanced himself from the other two white-clothed immortals who had been entangled by him before.

This white fat immortal opened his eyes, but his face was full of anger, even if their master came, he had returned to heaven countless times.

The fat body fell to the ground, and the sound of landing was even better than the previous ones, and even broke the stone slab and fell into the ground a few points. His eyes were still open, and his gaze was directed at his senior brother, the Ning Can Immortal. But even if Senior Brother Ning Can woke up at this moment and cried bitterly to him, telling him that he would torture and kill this worldly ant for him and avenge him, he couldn't see it or hear it.

Looking at the two immortals who had died, as well as the immortal who had fainted on the ground with a broken arm, Mo Qu'er's eyes were full of emotions. She stared at Mo Ming tightly, the little brother she picked up, the young master of the Mo family, seemed to have truly become the owner of the Mo family and the sword master of the Mo family at this moment!