Nangong hated him, hated these greedy people for destroying him, and he also hated himself for being incompetent and unable to keep the people around him alive. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info What hoe to help the weak, what hero to save the beauty, it's all bullshit! When the people around you need you the most, you can only watch them die for themselves. Nothing by yourself, nothing by yourself!

The incomparable grief made Nangong Mu almost spurt blood to death. If it weren't for Chen Xiaoyao's shout to hand over the divine sword, Nangong Mu might not have been able to untie the knot, even if he didn't vomit blood and die, he would definitely go mad. Fortunately, none of this happened, he finally came to his senses, and he had a feeling of being connected with the Silver Moon Divine Sword, and his strength increased in an instant.

Boom!

With a crisp sound, the silver moon came out of the sheath again, and the cold glow was pressing, reflecting Nangong Mu's bloodshot eyes and hideous face. The murderous aura poured out of their bodies and pounced on the enemies in all directions, causing them to shudder and retreat one after another.

"How could this be?" Feeling Nangong Mu's powerful momentum at this moment, Chen Xiaoyao looked stunned: "How could he have such a powerful momentum all of a sudden?" Could it be skill...... Impossible! Absolutely impossible! He's in a dying struggle, he's fighting the trapped beasts! Kill him, take the Silver Moon Sword!"

Nangong Mu slowly raised the divine sword, his blood-red eyes burst out with cold light and swept over everyone, and said coldly with an expressionless face: "Today, none of you want to leave this place alive, I want to use your blood to sacrifice their Yin Spirit." ”

"Arrogance!" Chen Xiaoyao shouted violently: "Don't be frightened by his momentum, the second son has run out of oil and can't set off any storms." Give it all to me, and destroy him!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

Although they had some scruples in their hearts, after hearing Chen Xiaoyao's words, everyone felt very reasonable, and their fighting spirit instantly improved, shouting and rushing from all directions. They scrambled for fear that someone else would rob them of the credit for killing Nangong Mu.

"Kill!"

Nangong Mu didn't say much, a killing word is enough to represent his state of mind at the moment, and only a killing word can express his heart at this time. Revenge, from this moment!

Shout!

The divine sword broke through the air, the cold light soared into the sky, and the life-threatening Hanmei bloomed again, pounced on the rushing enemy.

Boom Boom Boom ......

The swords collided, the cold light flickered, and the big knives were cut off by the divine sword and fell to the ground one after another. Some people with weak skills were directly knocked back by this blow, and blood spilled from the corners of their mouths.

Shout!

The silver moon picked again, turning into cold plums, flying at extreme speed in the wind, piercing into the enemy's body, bringing up red blood, and harvesting all life. Some people don't even react to what is going on, they feel a chill enter their bodies, and then find that their vitality is rapidly decreasing. Eyes widened and he fell to the ground, not blinking.

This was Chen Xiaoyao's only thought at this moment, when he saw Nangong Mu beheading more than twenty people in an instant, he could no longer raise the slightest battle intent, and terror arose spontaneously from the bottom of his heart, and he only thought of the word running in his mind. However, even when he ran, he felt powerless, and his legs seemed to weigh 10,000 pounds, pulling him to the same place.

Rumble!

The last figure fell, and the scene returned to calm, and it was suffocatingly quiet. The breeze blew, bringing a strong smell of blood, and even the birds that were resting in the distance were startled by this strong smell.

Sou!

Nangong Mu jumped over, landed five meters in front of Chen Xiaoyao, raised his hand, and pointed the divine sword directly at Chen Xiaoyao. At this moment, Nangong Mu, from head to toe, was stained with the blood of the enemy, and he had already become a bloody man. Looking at Nangong Mu's whole body, only the Silver Moon Divine Sword that shone with cold light had no traces of blood, and it was extremely dazzling in the sunlight.

"Don't ...... Don't come here!" Chen Xiaoyao's whole body trembled, his expression was no longer surprised, but panic, infinite panic. He looked at Nangong Mu in front of him, as if he had seen the life-killing Hades, and he rose from his bone marrow.

Nangong Mu's face was expressionless, and he looked at Chen Xiaoyao and said coldly: "I said, none of you can leave alive today." Now, it's your turn. ”

"Don't ...... Don't kill me!" Chen Xiaoyao fell to his knees and said while kowtowing quickly: "I'm not Chen Xiaoyao, I'm not Chen Xiaoyao, the helm of the Qingshan faction." Please spare me, Nangong Daxia spare his life!"

"Really?" Nangong Mu snorted coldly and said, "In order to survive, I don't even dare to admit who I am, what is the use of leaving you like such a rat!" After finishing speaking, Nangong Mu's wrist moved, and a cold plum bloomed in the air, and rushed towards Chen Xiaoyao, who was still kowtowing.

"Don't ......"

Feeling the cold coming, Chen Xiaoyao hurriedly opened his mouth and shouted, but unfortunately, after only shouting the word no, he could no longer say the words that followed. The throat has been pierced by the Silver Moon Divine Sword in Nangong Mu's hand, and the blood column keeps gushing. Chen Xiaoyao instinctively reached out to cover his neck, and said a few words with his last strength while vomiting blood: "I... True... Target... No... Be... Old... Xiao... Haruka..."

Bang!

With a tilt of his head, Chen Xiaoyao fell to the ground with a bang, and to death, he was still holding his neck, his eyes wide open and looking in the direction of Nangong Mu, as if he wanted to ask, why didn't he believe that he was not Chen Xiaoyao.

Boom!

With the silver moon in the sheath, Nangong Mu bent down to pick up a long sword, chose a small hill by the roadside, dug more than a dozen soil pits on the ground with a long sword, put the dead people into the ground, and cut a few trees, cut them into wooden boards to engrave the names of the deceased, and inserted them into their respective graves as tombstones.

By the time it was all done, it was dusk. In the end, Nangong Mu bowed to more than a dozen tombs and said, "Please rest in peace, I swear, I will definitely practice martial arts well and sacrifice your souls in the sky with the blood of the enemy!"

After finishing speaking, Nangong Mu turned around and went down the mountain, took the burden containing the silver taels, jumped onto the back of a horse, and galloped away in the direction of the Qianling Sword Sect.

At this moment, Nangong Mu also concluded that his parents had been poisoned, and the Qianling Sword Sect no longer existed. But no matter what, he had to go back, he had to collect the bodies of his parents and the people who had been killed, and he couldn't let them explode. The matter of revenge is not in a hurry, not to mention, the current strength has not yet reached the realm of destroying so many enemies. Moreover, how many enemies there are can only be inquired about.

"Drive!"

Nangong Mu longed for the horses under him to grow wings and reach the Qianling Sword Sect faster. Although he had already concluded in his heart what happened to the second elder, he still hoped that a miracle would happen, hoping to see the second elder still alive.

Finally, when it was about to dawn, he arrived at the territory of the Qianling Sword Sect, but what fell into Nangong Mu's eyes was no longer the previous building, but a charred ruin. A cool breeze blows, and there is a faint smell of fire smoke.

Sou!

Nangong Mu jumped off the horse's back, shouting as he galloped towards the ruins.

"Dad, mother, where are you, answer Mu'er quickly, answer Mu'er quickly! Dad! mother......

However, no matter how much he shouted, there was no answer, and the whole ruin was silent, the only sound was the charred wooden pillars and rubble that collapsed from time to time.