Chapter 8: The Final Destruction of the Two Kings and Mo (Part II)

From a distance, more than 100 people walked in the direction of the Mo family in an orderly manner.

Led by Ling Fei, the lineup is very domineering and aggressive, and passers-by on both sides of the road have given way, fearing that they will also be implicated.

Everyone whispered, and there was a faint envy in their words. Six days ago, the battle outside the Ling clan had already spread in Rixia City.

Hundreds of people from Wang Mo's two families besieged strongly, and were finally blocked by the forces established by Ling Fei, so as to avoid the death and injury of the Ling clan, if it were not for this reason, I am afraid that the Ling clan would at least have to lose manpower.

At that time, there were a large number of people watching the battle, and they witnessed the shocking battle, especially Ling Fei himself, as if he had been deified. In the face of an irresistible strong enemy, he still has the courage to fight, this courage is not something that ordinary people can do.

I don't know how many people want to marry Ling Fei to the pearl of their palms, but they have self-knowledge, Ling Fei is the dragon and phoenix among people, but not only limited to Rixia City, of course, they will not be boring.

There were many people who witnessed Ling Fei's burning of the Wang family, and they sighed in their hearts, the direction that Ling Fei was going in at this moment was obviously the Mo family. Some people even sighed secretly, I'm afraid the Mo family is also going to end!

Ling Fei and his entourage walked towards the Mo family in a mighty manner, and everyone was not slow, and it didn't take much effort to get there.

Outside the Mo family.

A group of people led by Yang Li were standing outside the door discussing something, and at a glance, Yang Li's clothes were in tatters, and his unkempt hair made him look extremely embarrassed, obviously he had a big battle with people, but he didn't have time to tidy up.

Walking up, Ling Fei frowned and said, "Yang Li, what's the matter with you?"

Xu was a little embarrassed because he did not complete the task assigned by Ling Fei, hesitated for a moment, and said: "Young Master, there is an enemy in the Mo family, who has practiced a poisonous skill, and its poison is too domineering, and I and others can only reluctantly trap it in the Mo family. ”

Hearing this, Ling Fei fell into deep thought, he couldn't understand what kind of strong enemy could stop so many people, and the cultivation of poison skills was related to the heart-devouring poison?

Thinking of this, Ling Fei's face couldn't help but sink, and he said coldly: "Let's go, let's go meet this enemy for a while." With that, he walked towards the Mo family.

"Young Master be careful!" Ling Fei was about to push the door to enter, but Yang Li hurriedly said to stop it, and hurriedly said: "The door is coated with venom, and it will burn immediately." ”

A trace of Yuan Force gathered between Ling Fei's fingers and shot towards the door, and as soon as he touched it, there was a 'buzzing' sound in the air, and this Yuan Force immediately dissipated.

Seeing this, Ling Fei's face was a little shocked, Zhang Wei was only a little surprised, and immediately said, "Young Master, you step back first, and wait for me to break the door." ”

The right hand was raised high, and a powerful energy condensed from his palm, forming a golden Yuan Force ball in the air, containing extremely strong force, and hit the door.

Rumble!

There was no suspense in the gate, and it was immediately destroyed.

Subsequently, Ling Fei and the others entered one after another.

In the courtyard, there were more than 80 people standing in line, and a young man stood in front of him, and this person was Mo Zhentian. Beside him stood an old man, dressed in shabby clothes and dressed like a beggar.

The eyes are slightly narrowed, and the body seems to exude a faint green glow, looming, giving people a strange feeling, and at a glance you know that this person is not ordinary.

Mo Zhentian's eyes revealed a killing intent, although he had no yuan power now, he was far stronger than ordinary people.

Glaring at Ling Fei angrily, Mo Zhentian looked cold, gritted his teeth and said, "Ling Fei, your life is really hard enough." ”

Ignoring Mo Zhentian, Ling Fei's gaze shifted to the old man and asked, "Who are you, and what does it have to do with the Mo family?"

After looking at it for a while, the old man said solemnly: "This dress, you must be Ling Fei, right?"

Ling Fei said indifferently: "Yes, this young man is Ling Fei, who are you?"

The old man pondered for a while, did not answer, and said to himself: "It seems that those old fellows have failed, so the old man should go." His words were not deliberately disguised, so everyone present heard them clearly.

Mo Zhentian, who was originally calm, suddenly changed his face, and said hurriedly: "Poison Master, what should I do if you leave?"

The poison master snorted: "The old man is not your Mo family guest, is it possible that your little baby still wants to keep me?" Ling Fei can come here, which means that your father and your grandfather are dead, so you can go and accompany them." ”

Mo Zhentian couldn't help but panic, and exclaimed: "Poison Master, if you want to save me, the younger generation can be a cow or a horse." ”

The poison master pursed his lips and said disdainfully: "You waste who can't even cultivate Yuan Li, the old man is going to do something." Besides, with the strength of Lian Xuan's Heavenly Venerable Realm being repulsed, what can you do with me?"

Immediately, the poison master looked at Ling Fei again and sneered: "I'll leave it to you here, and the old man won't be greedy." So saying, he walked out the door.

"Stop!" Ling Fei shouted angrily, bursting out with a strong momentum, and a thought turned into an invisible shackle, like a poisonous snake, lightly wrapped around the poison master.

The poisoner didn't look back, his withered arm slowly raised, and then snapped his fingers.

With this crisp sound, a terrifying power spread from all directions, instantly destroying Ling Fei's offensive.

"Boy, because you can't keep the old man, I advise you not to waste your efforts. The poisoner's tone was cold.

Ling Fei was even more angry, and said sharply: "Old thing, if you don't make it clear, you don't want to go anywhere!" The Blood Drinking Sword rose in the air, and a blood blade appeared out of thin air, slashing the poison master.

Zizi!

The blood blade slashed at the poisoner without any momentum, but the strange green light on the latter's body spun rapidly, swallowing the blood blade directly.

Just as the poisoner left, Zhang Wei's body shook, and he skillfully appeared in front of him, blocked it, and chuckled: "If the young master doesn't let you go, you can't go!"

"Haha. Facing Zhang Wei, the poisoner didn't take it seriously, and said arrogantly: "If the old man wants to leave, how can you stop it?" A coercion erupted from his body, forming an astonishing aura that oppressed everyone present, and at the same time, a thick poisonous mist slowly spread out and spread around.

Sensing that this poisonous mist was very familiar, Ling Fei's heart was furious, because he felt the breath of heart-devouring poison from it, and he was a little surprised by everything that happened, and Yu'er seemed to be thanks to him.

A powerful shock wave spread out and slammed into all directions, including Zhang Wei, who was shaken back.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the poison master smiled, and then turned into a streamer and disappeared in place, leaving no breath behind.

Ling Fei scolded angrily, but he didn't know where to chase him, he hadn't lost his mind yet, he knew that the poison master had a profound cultivation and was far from his opponent, so he had to pay attention to the current matter first.

The only reliance ran away, Mo Zhentian slowly closed his eyes and calmed down, he was already dead and gave up struggling.

Mo Zhentian's tone was flat, and he said: "Ling Fei, this time you won, but don't be complacent, I, Mo Zhentian, will not yield to you, even if I die in battle." With your style of acting, presumably the Wang family has been destroyed by you, and you won because you were too ruthless, and I am inferior to you in this regard. ”

Ling Fei's mood eased slightly, and said: "Ben Shao is ruthless, if he didn't do this, how could he have come to this point? Prepare dozens of people, I won't humiliate you." ”

"So, do I need to say thank you?" With a miserable smile, Mo Zhentian was magnificent, and said, "Kill!"

The remnants of the Mo family regarded death as if they were at home one by one, and killed Ling Yun's men without a trace of fear.

The final outcome was naturally self-evident, and Ling Yun's more than 200 people wiped out everyone in the Mo family in a matter of moments.

Ling Fei said: "Mo Zhentian, you and I have been fighting for so long, it's time to end it!"

Swinging the Blood Drinking Sword, a sword stabbed into Mo Zhentian's chest, killing him here.

Subsequently, Ling Fei and the others walked out of the Mo family and also released a male fire, and the Mo family was finally burned in the flames.

Today, in a real sense, the enmity between Ling Fei and Wang Mo has finally faded with the flames.