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"The battle between the juniors has not continued yet, of course it will continue. Liang Xu, is this person your disciple? Isn't your disciple bloodless and only a deserter?" Yang Mo laughed.

respond.

Since they were enemies, he never thought of letting anyone go.

These descendants came with murderous intent and deserve to die.

This is a life and death situation, and he has no reason to let anyone go.

He didn't care, but there were so many ordinary warriors. If they encountered him next time, he didn't know who would die.

"Yang Mo, are you forcing us to take action?" Xiliang Tiger scolded angrily.

"Isn't this the original rule? If you insist on taking action, I have no choice." Lin Yan responded.

Mr. Hu and others were instantly ready to fight.

At this moment, they were very excited and excited.

If Yang Mo lets Fan Yao go, they won't be able to say no.

But they still want Fan Yao to die. Who knows if Fan Yao killed anyone? Don’t those who died in Fan Yao’s hands need revenge?

"Tiger, stop, he is right, he did not break the rules."

Liang Xu persuaded the Xiliang tiger to live.

He also wanted to take action, but he also knew that Yang Mo had not broken the rules. If he took action now, they would be unreasonable.

He was also very worried about other people. He had to suspect that Yang Mo was stalling for time and wanted the people who were still alive below to be killed.

Most importantly, Fan Yao's performance made him angry.

A strong man was so scared that he didn't even have the courage to fight, which made him angry and ashamed.

He believed that Fan Yao, if it were one-on-one, neither Lu Xiaoran nor anyone else would be able to kill Fan Yao.

"Fan Yao, this is your battle. Don't expect us to take action. You are my direct disciple. You can't even deal with a free-range person? Your brothers are dead. Don't you want revenge and just want to run away?

? Let me tell you, no one can save you. If you want to come out, you can only kill the guy in front of you."

Liang Xu yelled, calming down Fan Yao who was fleeing in panic.

Yes, what is he afraid of? Before he came, didn't he vow to kill all these people? Now only one of these people takes action, how come he doesn't even have the courage to fight?

So many people died heroically in battle, how could I be shameless and be a coward under my master?

Now that Master is watching from the outside, what else do I fear?

No, this is not me, I am powerful. Zhao Yilong, if he wants to challenge me, he is seeking death.

In an instant, Fan Yao's momentum surged and forced Zhao Yilong back.

Liang Xu smiled, his disciples were not easily knocked down. The next most dangerous person was Zhao Yilong.

After so many people died, Yang Mo should be given a try.

Mr. Hu and others became nervous. Can Zhao Yilong win? They didn't have any confidence.

Although what Liang Xu said was ugly, Liang Xu was right. Zhao Yilong was a child who was left alone, while Fan Yao was carefully guided.

Mr. Hu looked at Yang Mo, hoping that at that moment, Yang Mo would be able to help.

Zhao Yilong's parents and ancestors are all warriors of Yehuo Pavilion, and he is the only bloodline of the Zhao family.

And he has always treated Zhao Yilong as his own child, and he couldn't bear to see Zhao Yilong die.

Yang Mo felt Mr. Hu's gaze and ignored it. Instead, he looked at Lu Xiaoran in the conference room and scolded him.

"Lu Xiaoran, is your brain broken? Your brother is fighting and you are watching from the side?"

"Ah?" Lu Xiaoran was stunned for a moment, not understanding what Yang Mo meant.

He was also very worried about Zhao Yilong and was wondering whether to take action, but there were rules.

"How did you fight just now? If Zhao Yilong has one more wound on his body, I will give you a knife. If Zhao Yilong has ten more wounds on his body, I will give you ten more." Yang Mo scolded angrily.

Lu Xiaoran was overjoyed. He understood what Yang Mo meant. The rule was that elders were not allowed to fight, but it did not say that a group of people could not fight one person.

Wasn't the fight just now just a melee and a beating?

"Brothers, look at this shit, let's fuck this guy together, do it for me."

Lu Xiaoran roared and rushed forward.

Only then did the others react and take action together.

What the hell, fuck him.

Before Fan Yao could react, he was overwhelmed by the crowd.

The momentum and confidence that had just risen disappeared in an instant.

He is powerful, but doesn't he have the ability to fight dozens of people alone?

Mr. Hu looked at Yang Mo blankly, is this okay?

This is how I originally fought. My brain is really funny.

Liang Xu was so depressed that he almost vomited blood. Should he take action? It was too late. Yang Mo was standing at the door of the room. Even if they tried their best, they might not be able to rush over.

He could only watch his disciples being killed.

"Yang Mo, you are so shameless!"

Liang Xu was extremely angry and cursed directly.

"Haha, you don't want your life."

Yang Mo was not angry and responded with a smile.

Mr. Hu also laughed: "Mr. Liang, shall we go downstairs now?"

Liang Xu walked downstairs without saying a word.

What are you doing here if you don't leave? Fan Yao is dead.

Fan Yao watched Liang Xu lead the people away and became completely desperate. He stopped fighting back and allowed everyone's attacks to fall on him.

"Master, you calculated against others, thinking that you could play Yehuo Pavilion at your fingertips. Now it seems that you will only be played by Yang Mo."

Fan Yao died, his death was meaningless.

Cheers erupted in the conference room.

They won, everyone was sweating profusely and scarred, but they took revenge and killed their enemies with their own hands.

Many people have seen the future, a bright road leading to the future. Perhaps, they will all die on this road, but so what? When people live, won't they inevitably die?

When Yang Mo heard the cheers of these people, a smile appeared on his lips, and the fire of hope was already burning.

He believes that one day in the future, some of these people will definitely shine.

Tears flashed in the eyes of Mr. Hu and others, and for just a moment, they all seemed much younger.

Going down, they saw many corpses, but there were no members of the Night Fire Pavilion among them, which made them feel more and more excited.

On the contrary, the faces of Liang Xu and others were extremely ugly.

The further down he went, the uglier his face became, and the followers behind him didn't even dare to breathe.

When he walked to the middle floor, Liang Xu's mood was extremely low.

There is blood and minced meat everywhere. This is the place where the war broke out. The largest number of people died. Looking at it, there were more than 20 people. Adding those who died before, the entire army was basically destroyed.

The army of descendants he had cultivated was destroyed in one battle?
Chapter completed!