Whoa!

The two flying knives were worthy of being from the hands of five-star martial artists, cutting through the void with a strong momentum, and walking quickly, flashing with a deadly cold light.

Seeing this, everyone around instinctively covered their mouths with their hands, their eyes were wide open, their breathing was held, and anxiety was rolling in their hearts.

Everyone knew that Xia Mo was very strong and could easily dodge Wen Shihao's attack. But that's also in the case of preparation, otherwise it will only be a hit.

Open guns are easy to dodge, but hidden arrows are difficult to prevent, not to mention that the distance is less than five feet, how can you avoid it?

Not to mention Wen Xinyue, it was impossible to avoid the flying knife that came quickly in the flying pounce.

And these people, except watching the tragedy happen, can't change anything.

Sou!

said that it was too late and that it was fast, just when everyone thought that Xia Mo and Wen Xinyue would definitely die, they only felt a dazzle in their eyes, and the white clothes turned into an afterimage, disappeared in place, and avoided the flying knives that flew in.

In the blink of an eye, the afterimage gathered, just in front of Wen Xinyue.

Burst!

With a soft sound, the flying knife hit Xia Mo's back, and the blades that were more than an inch long were all submerged, bringing up gurgling blood and staining a large piece of his clothes.

Xia Mo frowned in pain, but he didn't snort, he reached out and hugged Wen Xinyue, who was bumping in, with that familiar smile on his face.

"Senior brother, let go of me, I'm going to kill him!"

Wen Xinyue struggled hard, shouting in her mouth, her eyes full of anger and murderous intent. It is enough to see how much she hates Wen Shihao now.

Although she was only ten years old and still a child, she had secretly seen the tragic death of her parents, and she was extremely frightened, but also extremely heartbroken.

For many nights, she washed her face with tears, woke up in nightmares, and her little heart endured loneliness and torture that she shouldn't bear.

But people can't be resurrected after death, no matter how reluctant they are, no matter how sad they are, it won't help. Therefore, Wen Xinyue slowly walked out of that sorrow and continued to live.

But what she didn't expect was that her parents were not natural disasters, but man-made disasters, or the thirty-eighth senior brother she had always respected, how could she not be angry?

Xia Mo could feel from Wen Xinyue's trembling body how angry she was at this time and how much she wanted to avenge her parents. But she has just arrived as a two-star martial artist, how can she defeat Wen Shihao?

So, Xia Mo hugged Wen Xinyue tightly and comforted: "Little junior sister, don't cry, I will let you take revenge in a while, don't you go over first, okay?"

While speaking, Xia Mo motioned for a junior sister to come over, pulled Wen Xinyue, and didn't let her move anymore. Immediately, he waved his hand and signaled to the other juniors and sisters, telling them not to worry about themselves.

Immediately afterwards, Xia Mo slowly turned around and faced Wen Shihao, who had already been stopped by Wu Xiaosong and several other juniors.

At this moment, Wen Shihao was already unsheathed with his long sword, attacking like a mad dog, and shouting for the others to get out of the way.

It's a pity that it was difficult for him to exert all his strength in the chaos, and he couldn't break out of the encirclement at all.

"Stand down, all of you. ”

Xia Mo walked slowly and waved his hand to the juniors.

Wu Xiaosong asked worriedly, "Senior brother, your back ......?"

"Out of the way. Xia Mo said lightly: "If you can't avoid the key point even this sneak attack, how can you talk about leading everyone to grow, and how can you talk about the Guangmen sect?"

Hearing this, Wu Xiaosong and the others put away their long swords and slowly retreated to the side. But not too far away, so as not to have an accident. This Wen Shihao is too insidious, and he has to be on guard at all times.

Xia Mo took two steps forward, less than three feet away from Wen Shihao. Then his face sank, and he said coldly: "For the sake of the blood of the Wen family in your body, you can just abolish your cultivation." ”

"I never thought that you would be so vicious, and you wanted to put your little sister to death. If I don't kill you, I'm sorry for my ancestors and ancestors, I'm sorry for my master and mother!"

"Hahahaha......" Wen Shihao raised his head and laughed again, his fiery eyes glared at Xia Mo angrily, and roared: "Xia Mo!

"Since you were a child, you have been currying favor with civil and military talents, don't you just want to be the head of the house? You still want to kill me? What qualifications do you have to kill me! You despicable wild seed is not worthy!"

Xia Mo shook his head and sighed: "You have been controlled by the demons in your heart, and you still don't repent, so I will clean up the portal on behalf of the master." ”

After finishing speaking, Xia Mo took another step forward, and the distance between the two was shortened to less than two feet.

"I'm going to kill you wild seed!"

Wen Shihao shouted, and then raised his sword to launch a crazy attack on Xia Mo.

Woohoo......

In an instant, the sword flowers intertwined and bloomed, rushing towards Xia Mo's vital point. As long as you hit with one move, you will be seriously injured if you don't die.

But Xia Mo had already taken precautions, and moved when Wen Shihao had just started.

Call!

I saw that his right hand was raised suddenly, and his index and middle fingers accurately clamped the tip of the stabbing sword, no matter how hard Wen Shihao tried, he couldn't advance or retreat.

Seeing this, the mouths of the people around them were wide open, and their faces were full of incredulity.

Although the senior brother is strong, he is not so strong, are his two fingers made of steel?

What was even more surprised was Wen Shihao, he felt that his long sword was like being caught in iron tongs, and even if he used all his strength, he couldn't move a bit.

At this moment, he finally knew how big the gap was between himself and Xia Mo, and finally understood why Xia Mo was alone to stop those strong people last night.

Xia Mo moved his fingers slightly, and the seemingly indestructible long sword snapped into two. And Wen Shihao was also pushed back three steps in a row by the force of the shock.

Sou!

Before Wen Shihao could stand firm, Xia Mo drove up again and circled around Wen Shihao. With a quick wave of his right hand, his fingertips rained down on Wen Shihao.

In the blink of an eye, Xia Mo withdrew his hand and stood less than three feet in front of Wen Shihao.

"You...... What have you done to me!"

Wen Shihao, whose face was full of pain, opened his mouth and shouted, glaring angrily at Xia Mo and struggling. However, with all his strength, he could not move for half a minute, and the sweat was already wet with his clothes.

Xia Mo didn't pay attention to Wen Shihao, but turned his head to look at Wen Xinyue: "Little junior sister, he has been ordered by me, if you want to take revenge, come over." ”

Wen Xinyue immediately took a step, but stopped after just taking two steps, pinched her hands and said, "Senior brother, I'm ...... I'm afraid. ”

Just now, because she had just heard that her parents were killed, her anger had an absolute advantage, so she shouted that she wanted to kill Wen Shihao.

But after this moment, she didn't dare. After all, he was still a ten-year-old child, how could he dare to kill a big living person?

Xia Mo nodded, and said, "Then don't look at it, let the senior brother avenge you." ”

After finishing speaking, Xia Mo turned around, looked at Wen Shihao and said, "When you get below, I hope you can repent and go to the master and the master and other fellow disciples to repent and make amends." ”

"You...... Are you really going to kill me?" After Wen Shihao felt the killing intent on Xia Mo's body, he finally knew that he was afraid, and his eyes were full of fear.

But the sense of superiority he had cultivated since he was a child made him not accept it when he was dying, and he still couldn't say anything: "Xia Mo, what qualifications do you have to kill me! You are just ......"

Rumble!

Before Wen Shihao finished speaking, he heard a muffled sound coming from his chest, interrupting the rest of the words.

"Uh...... Uh......"

Wen Shihao covered his sunken chest with both hands, staring at the white shadow that had already withdrawn his hand, and wanted to say anything but couldn't say anything.

Bang!

He fell to his knees with bent feet, and then his whole body convulsed, and he soon lost his life.

"Forgive him for being a descendant of the ancestors, bury him!"

Xia Mo gave Wu Xiaosong an order, and then summoned the other juniors and sisters to return to the council hall to make specific arrangements for the next period of time.