In a hurry, he didn't dare to look at Mo Xingze's face at this time, and hurriedly looked at Mo Shaoying behind him, looking at the blood-stained mask close at hand, he was slightly stunned, and said hurriedly: "Second senior brother, you said something, you were forced, right?"

Mo Shaoying didn't reply, only held the sword burning with black flames in his hand tighter, and the white knuckles and the black hilt formed a stark contrast.

Mo Wanxi noticed this detail, and turned around even more firmly and said: "Master Chu Meng, Dao Master of Heavenly Machine, Master Zhu Fang, and all the seniors and celebrities present! But you don't know about me, the second senior brother, but I do, and everyone in our Cloud Trace Sect, including my father, knows about it. I can vouch for my life that he will never do such a wrath of heaven. If he was that kind of person, he wouldn't have had to save me just now, he wouldn't have to save everyone in the tea shed, and he chose not to say it, then there must have been a great deal of suffering, you believe me!"

Although the sincerity of the emotions in the words is enough to make people feel sorry for them, there is still a suspicion of strong words and cannot convince the public, Mo Wanxi knows this, and she is so anxious that she is about to cry.

Seeing this appearance, Tiankui on the side couldn't bear it, and immediately endured the pain, and was supported by the disciples on the side and said: "Poor Dao, this cheap apprentice has never been well-behaved on weekdays, but what he said has never been deceitful, not to mention that what she said is reasonable, there are many people here, if this Mo Shaoying really has any hardships, it is really not good to say it in front of everyone, it is better to hold off for a while." ”

Mo Wanxi saw Tiankui interceding for herself, a burst of gratitude surged in her heart, she quickly wiped the corners of her eyes, and hurriedly said: "Thank you Master for believing in me so much, and my second senior brother, I ......"

Tiankui waved his hand, and said with a smile: "What kind of master is a master if he doesn't help his apprentices?" Yes, the poor way is to help his own people openly, not like some individuals who talk about righteousness openly and secretly seek selfishness, haha......"

Chu Chen's complexion changed when he heard this, and he never thought that the iron-faced and selfless and unsympathetic Tianxiang Taoist also helped: "Yes, Master Mo, although your daughter is not polite, there is still some reason, this matter must not be hasty, I think the seven peaks will be put under martial law first, and you will also stay in the mountains to rest, and a few of us will talk to this Mo Shaoying separately, and think about it in the long run!"

"No way!!"

Chu Chen waved his hand and was furious. He knew that he shouldn't have lost the demeanor of the alliance leader in front of everyone, and he shouldn't have insisted on going his own way at this moment, but the revenge of killing his son is not shared, how can he endure the death of the three elders?

Zhu Jianqiu swept the double swords in his hand, looked at Chu Chen and said coldly, "What are you doing?"

"What......'s the matter?"

Chu Chen turned his face away with a gloomy face, and said: "If you want to make peace with the mud and turn big things into small things, then Chu Mou, the alliance leader, can not care about the so-called rumors on the rivers and lakes, but there is one thing that cannot be ignored, and there is one thing that cannot be left undone! This has nothing to do with the alliance leader, nothing to do with the demon clan, only about the grievances between my Shenxiao faction and this beast!"

When everyone heard this, they didn't know what Chu Chen was talking about. When Tiankui listened, he just smiled, and then said: "Speaking of which, the master of the Chu League just wants to announce his personal vendetta, and now when he sees that everyone doesn't listen to you, he will play tricks? Don't you forget that this is not the Shenxiao faction, and the private affairs of your faction should also be resolved later." ”

Chu Chen sneered at each other: "Yes, just because it is a private matter, Chu also hopes that you will not mix with each other again!

Tiankui's face did not change and said: "What if there is? Your unscrupulous son Chu Gongbei has done all kinds of evil, and it is really not a pity to die." It's better to be poor than ......"

Tiankui didn't continue to say this, of course he was not afraid of Chu Chen's increasingly terrifying face, but saw that Tianji had walked out of the sword formation, and said to Chu Chen: "Master Chu League, do you want to deal with your faction's private affairs here first?"

Chu Chen glanced at Tianji, and after a while, his eyes became more and more determined: "Tianji Dao Chief, before Chu became the leader of this alliance, he was first the head of a faction, and while being the leader, I am still a father, so today Chu can not be the leader of this alliance, but he can't fail to fulfill the duties of a father!"

"Good. ”

After a pause, the Heavenly Daoist had already said loudly: "Master Chu, how are you doing?"

Since he said this, Chu Chen had no scruples and said: "Chu has already said that the grievances between my Shenxiao faction and this beast today, please don't interfere with it, whether you are dead or alive has nothing to do with you!"

Ye Qianxue, who was in the tea shed, changed her face slightly, and Mo Wanxi had already refuted: "This is not fair, you are the head of a faction, do you want my second senior brother to face your Shenxiao faction alone?"

As he spoke, he turned his head to look at Mo Xingze, his eyes full of pleading. It's just that Mo Xing turned a blind eye, and said coldly: "Fang Wen, go and bring your little junior sister over, go quickly." ”

Mo Fang was stunned for a moment, and saw Mo Wanxi shouting in the distance: "No, I'm not going anywhere, you don't help, I'll help." ”

Mo Shaoying, who had never spoken behind him, heard this, and suddenly said coldly: "I am a little sure of the battle with that Chu Chen, but if I am distracted to protect you at that time, then I will not even be sure." ”

Mo Wanxi's delicate body was shocked, and she turned around and muttered, "But ......"

Mo Shaoying raised her hand, touched the top of Mo Wanxi's head, and said as calmly as possible: "No, it will be fine." Senior sister, you have done a good job, leave the rest to me, senior brother. ”

Although the voice under this mask was still so hoarse and sharp, like a powerful ghost from the Nine Shadows, Mo Wanxi still felt a strong friendship from it. Yes, although the second senior brother's voice has changed, his heart has not changed, he is still so gentle.

At this moment, the corpse of the demon ape Yuan San on the courtroom still had time to be disposed of, and the huge headless corpse seemed to be a kind of warning, and it also shocked all those present who dared to speak out. The field was very quiet, as quiet as a pool of blood, and the pool of blood shone brightly in the winter sun, and the bloody atmosphere became a little stronger, and it also made everyone's hearts feel ominous.

The blood is mixed with murderous energy, there are Mo Shaoying's, Chu Chen's, and the hundred disciples on Chu Chen's side. Xiao Yu didn't know what it was like under his center, he was originally here to find out the facts and resolve grievances, but now it seems that this is undoubtedly a fool's dream, he doesn't know why Mo Shaoying is wearing that cold mask, and why his voice has become so hoarse and harsh, maybe if he can learn the fact that Jiu'er is dead, there will not be so many questions.

Xiao Yu didn't know that Jiu'er was dead, but Ye Qianxue saw it with her own eyes. But she didn't move at this time, not only because she didn't know what identity to fight with her, but also because she always felt that there was something wrong with Mo Shaoying in front of her, but she couldn't say what was wrong for a while.

"Is it just because he hasn't looked at himself until now?"

Ye Qianxue didn't know, she hoped that this was just thinking nonsense, it was a kind of jealousy, jealous that she was not his little junior sister, and she couldn't rush forward without hesitation in front of everyone.

......

Chu Chen stepped out of the crowd, looked at Mo Shaoying and said coldly, "Do you have anything else to say?"

Mo Shaoying raised his head, silence at the moment was the best answer.

"Good"

Chu Chen's face froze, and he said coldly: "Take Yuejue!"

This Yue Jue is the treasure of the Shenxiao Sect, hanging above the Divine Spring all the year round, and its first appearance on this Chaokeping today caused a burst of surprise. Originally, everyone thought that the weapon of Chu Chen, the head of the Shenxiao Sect, was a sword, but they never thought that this Yuejue, which looked like the last quarter moon, did not look like a weapon at all, in fact, it was indeed not, but a magic weapon, which had the same status as the Seven Star Zhenyue of the Kunlun Sect.

It is rumored that this magic weapon was used by the ancestor of the Shenxiao Sect, and no one could drive this Yuejue after that, and now Chu Chen slowly lifted it up and surrounded him, thinking about it, I don't know how much effort it took to think about it.

Mo Shaoying didn't know, and he didn't need to know, he only burned the black flame wrapped in the sound of the sword more intensely. Suddenly, a black light took the lead in crossing everyone's field of vision, and the violent cyclone "hula" sounded, and the tip of Mo Shaoying's sword, which was originally aimed at Chu Chen's eyebrows, had been pointed at the arc of Yue Jue.

"Ding"

The crisp sound was like a sudden collision of gold and jade, and a flash of light flashed on Yue Jue's face and returned to calm. The sound did not stop, and a phantom shadow had quietly appeared behind Mo Shaoying, but before this phantom could swing out of his palm, the black sword in Mo Shaoying's right hand had already left his hand, and the hula flew behind him, Chu Chen saw that the imperial envoy Yue Jue wanted to attack back and forth, but he suddenly found that Mo Shaoying's left palm burning with a trace of black gas had slapped heavily on Yue Jue's horizontal plane.

This series of actions was completed almost instantaneously, not so much that it was a performance of extreme speed, but it was almost perfect prediction, but these were not enough to make Chu Chen change color, what shocked him was the cracking sound from Yuejue.

"Click!"

The crisp crack sound is like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, this is a magic weapon used by the ancestor master, how could it be so easily shaken out of the crack by this young descendant's palm? What is the problem? Could it be that it was damaged when he took out the Yue Jue, or is there something else that is greasy?

Chu Chen didn't know, and he didn't have time to think about it, at this time, the palm shadow in the sky had occupied his sight, and the trajectory of the flying sword was more like an antelope hanging on its horns without a trace, flying around and slashing was as flexible and elegant as an arm and a finger. Originally, the Yue Jue that Chu Chen was close to could also fly, but at this moment, looking at the faint cracks on the Yue Jue, he didn't dare, so Mo Shaoying had no scruples, a sword and twenty-four styles overlapped out, the offensive was smooth, and the sword complemented each other to advance and retreat properly, obviously the Kunlun faction's swordsmanship was wonderful, and on the other hand, Chu Chen was afraid that Yue Jue couldn't use it, and on the other hand, he was shocked that the phantom was afraid of the black flame, and he had to be tired of coping with it.