The five of these brothers were still chatting and farting, and Mo Hao led the popularity of Xuantian Sect to kill, he didn't understand, whether the five people of the Heavenly Sword Sect were stupid in practicing swords, or they were born with brains, and only five people dared to do it to themselves, so far, Mo Hao has not fully reacted.

At this time, Mo Hao and the others were standing at the foot of the mountain where the Heavenly Sword Gate was stationed, staring at Tang Lin and them with murderous expressions, it seemed that if Xiao Nan didn't give them a satisfactory explanation, they would attack in groups.

Mo Hao's arrival, Tang Lin and the others were not surprised, it can be said that this was also within their expectations, a few people followed the voice, and immediately laughed to the ground, only to see the people of Xuantian Sect, one by one, in order to cover up their shame, they actually got a bunch of leaves on their bodies, and more than 300 people were all dressed up, and at first glance they looked like a group of primitive people.

"Oh, I'm going, I'm laughing to death, master, I said, everyone from Xuantian Sect, which play are you playing? You don't wear any clothes, are you playing with performance art?"

As soon as Tang Lin opened his mouth, Zhan Dapeng and the others looked at him suspiciously, and Xiaoyao asked directly:

"Profiteer, what is performance art?"

"Ah, this is quite complicated, and you don't understand it!"

Mo Hao was already angry, but now he was teased by Tang Lin, and he couldn't hold back anymore at this time, he kicked his feet on the ground, raised his hand and ran towards Tang Lin.

Mo Hao's cultivation is the same as Xiao Nan's, he is the peak of the tenth layer of Qi cultivation, this furious rush, the speed is quite fast, and in the blink of an eye, he has already come to Tang Lin.

Seeing Mo Hao jumping up, several people didn't move, especially Xiao Nan, who looked at Mo Hao with unshaven and contempt, and at the same time sympathy, yes, sympathy, because he saw that at this time, a bunch of thunderstorm beads had appeared on Tang Lin's hands.

"Boom ......"

In an instant, dozens of thunderstorm beads were thrown out by Tang Lin, none of them were wasted, and all of them exploded on Mo Hao's body, because of the close distance, Mo Hao was in a vacant state at this time, and he couldn't dodge it at all.

As soon as the thunderstorm bead made a move, the sect that was originally suspicious of the Heavenly Sword Sect finally affirmed that it was these five people from the Heavenly Sword Sect who attacked the Xuantian Sect last night.

Mo Hao, who was smashed down the mountain by the thunderstorm beads, his face was white and red at this time, since he was born to the present, when had he been so humiliated, he didn't even have a piece of clothing to cover his body.

"Xiao Nan, last night, your Heavenly Sword Sect used despicable means to sneak attack my Xuantian Sect and snatch our storage bags, if it is a man, you will give me a dignified and upright way, play tricks, I Mo Hao looks down on you!"

"I'll go to your uncle, what is a despicable means, it's a good means to win you, don't chirp with the master here, otherwise the master's thunderstorm beads are not vegetarian!"

"You ......"

Mo Hao was so angry that he couldn't even speak. In the eyes of other sects, guessing and admitting it are two different things, although they also guessed that the robbery of Xuantian Sect might be related to the Heavenly Sword Gate, but they didn't expect the people of the Heavenly Sword Sect to admit it personally.

Mo Hao, who was smashed down the mountain by the thunderstorm beads, his face was pale, now all the storage bags of all of them in the Xuantian Sect were in the hands of Tang Lin and others, not to mention the five-colored flowers, even the magic weapons were in the hands of others, at this time they were bare-handed, although there were many people, but there was no way to deal with Tang Lin's few people, not to mention that Tang Lin still had countless thunderstorm beads in his hands.

"Xiao Nan, return our storage bags, I can promise that it will not be difficult for you, otherwise I will abolish you!"

After Mo Hao finished speaking, he stared at Xiao Nan with murderous intent, in his opinion, among the five people in the Heavenly Sword Sect, only Xiao Nan's cultivation was the highest, and he was also the eldest disciple of Long Xiaotian, and he should be the leader among several people, so Mo Hao found his head as soon as he came, and for the other four, he was completely ignored.

"Hmph, Mo Hao, I didn't take you seriously two years ago, the only person in your Xuantian Sect who is qualified to fight with me is Yun Qiu alone, you, you don't have that qualification yet!"

"Ha Lu Ha ......"

Mo Hao laughed angrily, raised his hand and pointed at Xiao Nan and said:

"Xiao Nan, do you think that you are only five people, and you will eat us with thunderstorm beads, to tell you the truth, as long as I want to, I can abolish you at any time!"

After speaking, I saw that the ring on Mo Hao's finger suddenly lit up, and an ink-black long knife appeared in his hand, and at the same time, blades also appeared in the hands of the two people who were also practicing qi at the tenth level behind him.

"Storage Ring!"

In the Southern Cross State, there is a lack of spiritual energy and a serious shortage of resources, although there are many monks here, but the highest cultivation is the head or elder of the six factions, but it is the Yuan Ying cultivation, among the nine continents under the control of the God and Demon Palace, it is the weakest one, like the Southern Cross State, a medium sect in other continents can be destroyed.

The storage ring, in the land of the Southern Cross State, can be described as a rare good thing, it does not know how many times better than the storage bag, the people who can have a storage ring, are all the heads of various sects or the elders with higher status, now Mo Hao can take out the storage ring, it can be seen from this point that the foundation of the Xuantian Sect is much deeper than the Heavenly Sword Sect, and in the entire Heavenly Sword Sect, there is no disciple who has worn this kind of high-end goods.

As soon as Mo Hao's storage ring came out, it immediately attracted countless pairs of envious eyes, among which was Tang Lin, look at other people's rings, and then look at the storage bags hanging on his waist, there is really no comparison.

Holding the long knife in his hand, Mo Hao stared at Xiao Nan proudly and said:

"Xiao Nan, now that you and I are in fire and water with each other, even if you don't snatch the five-color flower, my Xuantian Sect will not let you go, to tell you the truth, this time to enter the secret realm, my Xuantian Sect's biggest purpose is not to compete for the first, but to abolish the people of your Tianjian Sect, because you are always hiding and hiding, it is really difficult to find you, but this time, you fell into my hands, although you can't kill people in the secret realm, but it should be possible to break your dantian and destroy your cultivation. ”

After listening to Mo Hao's words, a trace of caution flashed in Xiao Nan's eyes, Mo Hao's words were not just words, you must know that there were only five of them, but there were more than three hundred people in Xuantian Sect, and there were three monks who practiced qi at the tenth level, if these people rushed up, they would not even have bones and scum left on their side, thinking of this, Xiao Nan looked back at Tang Lin and found that a few people were not nervous, but on the contrary, they behaved very relaxed, and they looked like the world was not chaotic at all.

"Oh, the master said, they must still have good things, how did you touch them last night? You don't touch the valuable ring, you don't touch other people's belly pockets, loser, so many storage bags are not as good as other people's rings can hold that, that who, the master has taken a fancy to your ring, this is a good thing, it is not worthy of you, give it to the master, of course, the master can't ask for it in vain, just take these clothes and change them with you!"

After Tang Lin finished speaking, he threw out a bunch of clothes, both men and women, among which he threw out a lot of pink belly pockets, seeing these clothes, the faces of the female cultivators of Xuantian Sect were about to drip blood one by one.

"You're looking for death!"

A coquettish cry came from Xuantian Sect's retirement, and then a female cultivator in a long white dress rose out of the crowd, only to see a long jade sword in her hand, the tip of the sword swallowed cold light, and stabbed straight at Tang Lin's throat.