"How brave are you? You dare to seek a breakthrough here?"
Seeing Hao Datong across from him, he took advantage of the opportunity of fighting against the Sixth Elder Murong Xin to break through his own coolness in one fell swoop and was officially promoted from the second-rate realm to the first-rate level.
Murong Ke felt that he couldn't save his face anymore. Was it obvious that he didn't take him seriously?
Especially when he saw Guo Mo, Huang Rong and Li Mochou standing opposite him, one on the left and one on the right. This scene of hugging each other seriously stimulated Murong Ke's nerves.
"go to hell--"
Without any warning, Murong Ke took out both palms and pushed towards Hao Datong, using the second form of "Ice Spongy Palm" and "Biting Frost".
Under the illumination of the surrounding torches, it seemed that two white rays could be seen bursting out from Murong Ke's hands and running straight towards Hao Datong's face.
Hao Datong had just broken through, and his breath was still unstable. Moreover, his internal organs had just been injured by the shock of his "Jade Stone Burning Together" move.
"Uncle Sixth Master, get out of the way quickly——"
Li Zhichang watched helplessly from behind. Even if he wanted to rush over, it was already too late.
"Tsk-tsk-"
Guo Mo moved his hands slightly, with a little finger on each hand, "Shaoze Sword" in his left hand, and "Shaochong Sword" in his right hand. He stabbed two sword energy diagonally, and forcibly knocked back Murong Ke's two white swords.
"Snapped--"
Ice splashed everywhere, and Murong Ke snorted, his face a little solemn.
The five elders standing around him were forced to take two steps back by the collision of air.
"How could this happen? What state has he reached?"
Murong Ke was shocked in his heart. He was already a top master, but why did the gap between him and Guo Mo seem to be getting bigger and bigger?
"Murong Ke, your opponent is me, so don't take action against others. Let me test your kung fu in person?"
"I'll send you on my way by the way. If people like you continue to exist in the world, how can I, Guo Mo, face the three hundred brothers who have died?"
Over the years, Guo Mo has rarely been truly angry, but tonight, the Murong Ke in front of him must die.
Murong Ke didn't answer and stood there stupidly, still thinking about the question just now.
Why was it that he had worked very hard and even done some evil deeds to forcibly improve his martial arts to the ultimate level, but this Guo Mo's martial arts was ridiculously high every time he saw him?
Could it be that all the hard work you have done is in vain in the end?
He wants to kill me?
Guo Mo wants to kill me?
Deep in Murong Ke's heart, there seemed to be a voice constantly calling, telling him to run away quickly.
"Amitabha, Your Highness King Yan, are you okay? Your opponent is me, not him -"
At this moment, a sound of chanting Buddha's name sounded, and a figure flashed out from the darkness of the eaves of the "Shenhe Hall" behind Murong Ke.
He seemed to have been standing there all along, but no one had ever noticed him, unless he was willing to step out.
Seeing the appearance of the visitor, Guo Mo first frowned, and in an instant, he figured out the connection.
So, who is coming?
It was exactly the one who was beaten to death by Guo Mo in front of the "Qizhen Hall" in Zhongnan Mountain a year ago, the first-generation master of Dalun Temple in Daxue Mountain, Hunshouluo.
In fact, Guo Mo felt slightly that something was wrong at that time.
However, there were already enough people killed and injured that day, and "Danyangzi" Ma Yu was a kind and generous man, so he did not hold the remaining monks accountable and instead allowed them to leave Zhongnan Mountain with the corpses of their companions.
Guo Mo did not go over to investigate carefully, and allowed the monks to take away Hunshouluo's "corpse".
So, it was clear that Master Hunshouluo had died at the hands of Guo Mo, why was he still able to come back to life?
Is there really such a bizarre thing in the world?
This starts with the exercises practiced by Hunshouluo.
The "zombie skill" practiced by Hunshouluo is a skill that has been circulated in Dalun Temple hundreds of years ago, but no one knows its origin, let alone who created it.
It seems that it has been stored there from the beginning, and there are many talented people practicing it. Hundreds of years have passed, but no one has reached great success.
It is recorded in ancient books that if you want to practice this "zombie skill" to the Dacheng state, you must master the "Golden Bell", "Iron Cloth Shirt", and "Foc Breaking Technique" to the Dacheng state in order to have the opportunity to attack the "Zombie Kung Fu".
The ultimate achievement of "Zombie Skill".
A martial arts genius as powerful as Hun Shou Luo can achieve great success in the "Golden Bell" at the age of eighteen, the "Iron Cloth Shirt" in the age of twenty-eight, and the "Flock Breaking Technique" in the age of thirty-eight.
.....
However, more than ten years have passed, and no matter what methods Hun Shouluo adopted, no matter how hard he practiced to break through the limits of his body, and even almost lost his life several times, the "cloth-breaking technique" still had no effect.
No progress.
"Flying catkins have no roots and are not the way to go. Break away the illusion and return to the truth and enter Bodhi."
During the fierce fight in front of the "Seven True Palaces" on Zhongnan Mountain, Hun Shouluo was at a critical moment, and a glimmer of clarity flashed through the spiritual platform.
After Guo Mo's seven moves of "Rising Sun and Sunset Palm" were completed, Hunshou Luo finally passed away.
No one thought that it was Guo Mo's group of "Rising Sun and Setting Sun Palms" that helped Hunshou Luo a lot.
In Dalun Temple, when Hunshouluo woke up again, the "catching technique" had already been completed.
This is something Dalun Temple has never achieved in the hundreds of years since it had this "zombie skill".
Once the "catching technique" is perfected, combined with the perfected "golden bell" and "iron shirt", Hun Suluo's body will look exactly like the legendary zombie.
Stiff but not stiff, it is said that it is "stiff", invulnerable to swords and guns, invulnerable to a hundred poisons, not afraid of cold and heat, not afraid of water and fire, that is, the body has eternal life.
Those who are said to be "not stiff" are like ordinary people, not subject to external interference, their bodies are still under their control, and they are even more sensitive than ordinary people.
As Hunshouluo achieved great success in the "catching technique", he felt that his martial arts seemed to have gone beyond the scope of "martial arts" in the secular world?
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! However, Hunshouluo also understands that even at this point, his "zombie skill" still has not reached the realm of great success, but only a small one.
As for the road ahead, there is no record in ancient books. Maybe there is a way to go, or maybe we have already reached the end of the road.
After meditating in Dalun Temple for a month, Hunshouluo still had no clue, so he chose to leave Daxueshan again.
He wanted to choose an "innate master" to prove the effect of his breakthrough, and Murong, the old patriarch of Zhongxing Mansion in Xixia, became Hun Suluo's first choice.
So, Hun Shouluo quietly went down to the Snowy Mountains and came to Zhongxing Mansion.
It just so happened that when Hun Shouluo met the old head of the Murong family, it was also the time when he died.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Hun Shouluo wouldn't have believed that there could be such a cruel and crazy person as Murong Ke in the world?
Hun Shou Luo had never met Murong Ke before, but he knew his biological father "Xi Du" Ouyang Feng. After witnessing Murong Ke's behavior, Hun Shou Luo became very interested in Murong Ke.
He unexpectedly promised Murong Ke to stay by his side and protect him. He wanted to see what other amazing things such a person could do?
The world is really big and full of wonders. Who can explain this thing clearly?
Hunshouluo had been standing under the eaves of the "Shenhe Hall", and the two sides had been fighting for a long time. Naturally, a fight of that level could not arouse his interest.
However, Guo Mo took action twice, once to save Chen Xuanfeng and once to save Hao Datong, which made Hun Shouluo's eyes light up.
Hunshouluo could feel that Guo Mo's martial arts had improved a lot compared to the last time they fought, although he couldn't tell what kind of state Guo Mo was in.
Wouldn't it be better for him to have a higher realm?
"I remember your name is Hun Shou Luo. If I guessed correctly, your 'zombie skill' has also broken through, right? I didn't expect that I, the king, gave you a boost."
"Haha, boy surnamed Guo, my 'zombie skill' has indeed been helped by you. It has made great progress, but it is not yet perfect. I wonder if His Highness King Yan can give me another helping hand?"
In Hunshouluo's view, this Guo Mo is simply his lucky star.
It took more than ten years to achieve the great success of "breaking catkins" with his help. Now there is no way out, so will this Guo Mo be his own path?
"You mean, if I kill you once, you will become stronger?"
"Haha, that's right. If people don't die, how can there be zombies? If the body is not stiff, how can we achieve success? Stop talking nonsense and do it--"
Hunshouluo actually jumped up excitedly and rushed towards Guo Mo.
The two of them had fought against each other before, and Guo Mo knew his skills well. Judging from his movement skills now, he was much faster than the last time they fought.
And it's the kind without turns, going straight. From a distance, it looks like there's an invisible rope hanging on it, flying around in the courtyard.
"Okay, Master Hunshouluo is also here. Let's take action together. Except for those two women, everyone else will be killed -"
Murong Ke didn't want to miss this good opportunity. As long as Guo Mo could be entangled by Hun Shou Luo, he would have nothing to worry about.
The five elders of the Murong family commanded the two to three hundred dead men of the Murong family in the courtyard. This was the "Jin Feng Hall" in the name of the four major halls of the Murong family, and the leader was obviously Murong Shangde.
"Elder brother, let me deal with this Ouyang Ke. You lead everyone and send the others away first. There is no need to hold back——"
Huang Rong was afraid that Chen Xuanfeng would show off, so she drew her "Chengying" sword and killed Murong Ke.
"Rong'er, how can you attack me? I won't hurt you, but I can't keep others."
Huang Rong's sudden move made Murong Ke a little overwhelmed, especially when he saw the shining sword looming under the light. Is this the legendary "Chengying" sword?
Murong Ke also heard about the "World Heroes Conference".
The "three beauties of martial arts" Qiao Huang Rong, Leng Mochou and Sa Murong became sworn brothers in the ring, and it was Huang Rong who won the final victory and obtained the "Chengying" sword.
Murong Ke was already at the top level, while Huang Rong was only halfway to the top level, and they were still half a level apart.
It's a pity that Huang Rong has many unique skills, especially in body skills, and is not even a little better than Murong Ke.
Coupled with the fact that Murong Ke was unwilling to hurt Huang Rong from the bottom of his heart, the two of them ended up in a draw in a short period of time.
Others were not idle either. Before anyone from the Murong family could rush over, "Bronze Corpse" Chen Xuanfeng made the first move.
Lao Chen feels very awkward now. Once upon a time, he was one of the "double evil spirits" who made people in the world fearful.
Murong Ke, who was opposite him, was just a junior. A few years ago in Prince Zhao's Mansion in Zhongdu, this man was no match for the thief woman.
Now, this kid has gotten so lucky that he has reached the ultimate level, far beyond Lao Chen.
Especially at the critical moment, when the younger junior sister came forward again, Chen Xuanfeng felt even more uncomfortable.
This discomfort doesn't matter, the people around them from the Murong family are in bad luck.
Chen Xuanfeng did not use any weapons and directly unfolded the "Nine Yin White Bone Claws". In one claw, the intestines were pierced and the stomach was rotten, and the bones and tendons were broken.
Li Mochou also drew out the "Hanguang" sword and rushed towards the elders like a tigress. She didn't want to deal with those little minions yet.
"Zhichang, Zhifang, let's attack the dead soldiers in a formation, wait until we reach the courtyard wall, and attack the crossbowmen by surprise."
"Taikoozi" Hao Dazong took a look around. The pairs of masters were fighting in the field. The winner could not be determined yet, but the three walls and the hundreds of crossbowmen on the roof were always a threat.
The Quanzhen Heart Technique is good for maintaining health, but the Quanzhen Sword Technique is the most decisive in killing. This is the enemy-killing technique that Master Chongyang summed up from countless fights with Jin soldiers.
Although there are few people on Guo Mo's side, they are all capable of taking action. The two or three hundred people on the other side are just wasting their lives.
Kindness to the enemy is cruelty to one's own people. This is not the time to talk about benevolence and righteousness, not to mention that the other party also massacred the lives of nearly 300 "Tingfeng" people.
There were several people in the field, and the one who suffered the most brutal killing was Chen Xuanfeng.
After killing dozens of people in a row with the "Nine Yin White Bone Claws", he directly picked up two corpses and ran rampant through the crowd. After beating them to pieces, he found two more corpses.
Three people from the Quanzhen Sect killed a group of crossbowmen to pieces, and everyone in the courtyard was beaten into a mess. After all, Guo Mo's people were only a handful, so how could these crossbowmen shoot arrows casually?
"Hun Shouluo, your 'zombie skill' is indeed very good. In terms of realm, you are just a step above the 'extreme realm' and can't even be considered a 'half-step innate'."
"However, the characteristics of this 'zombie skill' make you almost invincible. Most people really can't do anything to you."
Guo Mo fought with Hun Shou Luo for more than thirty moves, and he hit Hun Shou Luo five times. He was either as hard as pig iron, or as soft as rags.
It didn't seem to cause any harm to Hunshouluo, but the old boy got more and more excited the more he beat him.
"Haha, thanks for the compliment from His Highness King Yan, those few times just now were just tickling me. Your Highness, King Yan, must work harder -"
Hun Shouluo mocked Guo Mo unscrupulously.
At the beginning, Hun Shouluo was still a little wary. It was precisely because the two of them had fought that Hun Shouluo knew how terrifying Guo Mo was.
Even with such a terrifying opponent, in less than a year, his martial arts level has improved again.
What state is he in now?
Half a step innate? Or higher?
After he had the courage to receive Guo Mo's palm with his back, Hun Suluo felt much relieved.
Guo Mo's palm strength is much stronger than last year, but he can't move his body.
"Golden bell cover", "iron cloth shirt", and "catching technique", after Hun Shouluo verified them one by one, he was completely relieved and dared to speak as shamelessly as before.
The two fought for more than fifty rounds, and Guo Mo even used the "Sunset Palm", a newly created move later. Although it could impress Hun Shuluo, it still couldn't cause any damage.
Guo Mohuang jumped out of the circle.
"Why don't you fight? I'm still waiting for His Highness King Yan to help me break through and advance, hahaha——"
Seeing Guo Mo face his own "zombie skill", it seems that he tried his best but to no avail. Do you want to give up in the end?
"Hun Shou Luo, I have to admit that the king of martial arts alone is still unable to defeat your 'zombie skill' for the time being. Fortunately, I came with a sword."
As Guo Mo spoke, he slowly drew the "Guiyuan" sword from his back.
"Hahaha - Your Highness, the King of Yan, your Song Dynasty is considered a wealthy country. How come you, the majestic King of Yan, still regard a broken sword as a treasure?"
Looking at the "Guiyuan" sword in Guo Mo's hand, Hun Shouluo smiled even more wildly.
"Really? Maybe this broken sword is more suitable to deal with people like you."
"This sword is called 'Guiyuan', and the sword technique is also called 'Guiyuan'. This is the first time for me to use it. I would like to invite Master Hunshouluo to taste it -"
After Guo Mo finished speaking, his left hand naturally drooped, and his right hand held the "Guiyuan" sword. He stood there without hesitation and looked at Hun Shou Luo with slightly opened eyes.
"Hmph, you are trying to be mysterious and take a punch from Buddha——"
It was the "zombie fist" again. Now Hun Shouluo, with weapons all over his body, directly hit Guo Mo with his fist, without even worrying about whether the opponent had an extra sword in his hand.
In fact, Hunshouluo had already done special experiments.
First he used an ordinary sword, then he found a precious sword and used his inner strength to slash at his body. At most, it was just a white mark.
The clothes can be torn, but the skin and flesh are not injured.
Hunshou Luo's "zombie punch" looks very mechanical, but the speed is not slow.
However, in Guo Mo's slightly opened eyes, Hunshouluo's movements were very slow.
"The nature of return to origin is the same, and there are many methods of convenience. The first form of 'the beginning of man' is 'croaking to the ground'——"
In the eyes of outsiders, Guo Mo's movements were very slow, but when Guo Mo raised the "Guiyuan" sword in his right hand, Hunshou Luo's movements were actually prohibited.
"This...what kind of kung fu is this?"
Hunshouluo was shocked, as if he felt the breath of death?
Isn’t it the “zombie skill” that I practice? How can I still be afraid of death?
The "Guiyuan" sword was swung out, and Guo Mo seemed to wave it simply like that. Is this considered a sword move?
Yes, any person who practices swordsmanship will probably be more powerful when wielding a sword than the current Guo Mo. Even the seven-year-old Guo Ping is much stronger than him.
Little did they know that with this simple wave, Guo Mo had already changed sixty-four directions.
"ah--"
Hunshouluo's left arm is missing.
It was completely gone, and the place on the shoulder where the arms used to be was strangely vacant.
There are none on the ground, but there are some broken arms, but they are not his, they belong to the dead soldiers of the Murong family.
"Can you chop off my left arm? I also know the pain?"
Has Hunshouluo lost his mind? He actually asked Guo Mo such a question.
"Master Hunshouluo, it seems that this is really the case. It seems that your left arm is really gone. As for whether it hurts or not, you have to ask yourself."
Guo Mo also said calmly, as if the two of them were discussing an innocuous topic.
"Wow ah ah - Buddha will fight with you -"
Hunshouluo jumped up in pain, more than a foot above the ground, stretched out his right leg and kicked Guo Mo viciously in the head.
"Hey, why are you doing this? -"
"If one thing does not encompass everything, how can one achieve enlightenment? The second form of 'The Beginning of Man' is 'Talking to oneself'——"
This time, the "Guiyuan" sword held by Guo Mo in his right hand was swung extremely fast, like a bee flapping its wings rapidly, and the position of the "Guiyuan" sword could not be clearly seen at all.
Moreover, the "Guiyuan" sword is no longer a broken sword, and the gap seems to have grown out instantly.
Two feet, three feet, four feet...
It’s still growing?
The length of the "Guiyuan" sword was finally fixed at six feet and six inches.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Six feet six inches?
Is this still a sword?
"ah--"
Hunshouluo roared again.
This time the roar was louder and more heroic than before. It resounded throughout the old residence of the Murong family. I wonder if it could be heard in the Xixia palace?
Murong Ke, who was fighting, was also frightened by the roar. He swung his "Ziwei Soft Sword" twice and forced Huang Rong's "Chengying" sword back.
The "Ziwei Soft Sword" unexpectedly fell into Murong Ke's hands, and it seemed that Murong Yan also fell into his hands.
Murong Ke looked at Hunshou Luo not far away and shivered.
"What...what's going on? How could this happen?"
Murong Ke instantly felt a chill running down his spine.
"No, I can't stay here any longer-"
"Shoot the arrows, shoot the arrows quickly, shoot them all to death——"
Only now do you think of ordering people to shoot arrows?
late.
The hundred or so crossbowmen had either been eliminated by the three members of the Quanzhen Sect, or they had run away when they saw that the situation was not good.
At this time, Hun Shouluo looked at Guo Mo blankly, unable to believe what was happening in front of him.
"You...what kind of sword is this?"
Hunshouluo had just lost his left arm, and now he had lost his right leg, which was cut off at the root.
The strange thing is that despite being so seriously injured, no large amount of blood can be seen flowing out. Could it be that Hunshouluo is a real zombie?
"I just said that this sword is called 'Guiyuan' and the sword technique is also called 'Guiyuan', but Master Hunshouluo didn't pay attention to it."
"Guiyuan" sword, the sword has returned to Yuan.
Where there is six feet and six inches, it is still the broken sword, still has the broken gap, and the sword is still less than two feet long.
"'Guiyuan'? Why is it called 'Guiyuan'? Why is it called 'Guiyuan'? Even if I am dead, I still want to hold you on my back, 'I will never die'——"
Hunshou Luo roared again, seeming to use all his strength on this roar, and shot his whole body towards Guo Mo in a strange way, like an arrow from a string.
The arrow leaves the string and never returns. The arrow loses blood and eventually falls into the dust.
"Hey, the master is a person who worships the Buddha. He also learned the 'zombie skill', but he still can't see through reincarnation?"
"When you are in the final tribulation, you will perish, but you can cultivate with this root. The third form of 'The Beginning of Man' is 'Toddling'——"
At this time, the "Guiyuan" sword actually started to spin in Guo Mo's hand, constantly drawing a circle, and the center of the circle was Guo Mo's right hand holding the sword.
But, it seems that there is only the center of the circle?
Where's the hilt?
What about the sword blade?
"ah--"
The third heroic roar came from Master Hunshouluo's mouth.
No one was fighting in the entire courtyard. The key was that there were not many people left.
Huang Rong and Li Mochou stand side by side, with two swords, "Han Guang" and "Cheng Ying", one on the left and one on the right.
One is dripping with blood, while the other is looming, unstained by dust.
Three Taoist priests from the Quanzhen Sect were standing behind the two women, their Taoist robes already somewhat torn.
Cui Zhifang was still injured and was protected by Hao Datong and Li Zhichang. The Quanzhen Sect's standard iron sword in Li Zhichang's hand truly turned into a broken sword.
On the contrary, the "Bronze Corpse" Chen Xuanfeng was a little far away from everyone, perhaps because he was too embarrassed to come.
He was holding two mutilated corpses in his hands, and his whole body seemed to be drenched in blood. Along with the messy bun, the bits of meat stained on the hair fell down from the top.
When it passed the corner of Chen Xuanfeng's mouth, the "Bronze Corpse" seemed to consciously stick out its tongue and licked it beautifully.
"I'm not dead? I'm still alive?"
Hunshouluo asked a lot of incomprehensible questions tonight, but fortunately he met a more patient Guo Mo.
"Yes, you are not dead yet, you are still alive. Now I am even more curious about your 'zombie skill'."
At this time, Hunshouluo was "standing" on the ground.
Yes, the correct term is "erect".
How many forms can humans take on earth?
Standing, sitting, lying down, lying on your back, lying on your side, upside down...
However, Hunshouluo's current state can only be regarded as "erect".
There are no hands, no legs, and the head is still facing upwards. It can only be regarded as "upright".
"Hahaha - I can make His Majesty King Yan interested, and Hun Shouluo is proud enough. Can I ask you three questions?"
Maybe there were too many strange questions tonight, and Guo Mo didn't get used to them.
"Teacher, please tell me. I know everything I know, and I will tell you everything I know."
"The first question is, what state is His Highness King Yan in now?"
Hunshouluo was trying his best to adjust his breathing, his nose shrunk sharply, but his speaking voice was still so steady.
Did you just think of asking now?
Or is it that Hunshouluo is too superstitious about his "zombie power"?
"Last year, I was lucky enough to enter the 'innate realm'."
Guo Mo felt that there was nothing to show off, it was just an "innate state". He was already twenty-four years old at that time.
"Second question, does His Highness King Yan want Lao Na's 'zombie skill'?"
Hunshouluo suddenly secretly took a breath of vitality, and his chest bulged up visibly to the naked eye. To be precise, the clothes on his chest bulged up.
Unfortunately, even though black blood flowed from his eyes, nose, and mouth, he still failed to achieve his wish.
With a "pop" sound, it exploded, and an ancient book sewn from animal skin flew out from it, and flew impartially into Guo Mo's hands.
"It's better for me to come and help you. Look at how uncomfortable you are."
It turned out that it was not Hunshou Luo who had extraordinary internal strength, but Guo Mo's trick of "retrieving objects from the air".
"Hahaha - is His Highness King Yan so impatient? I originally wanted to give it to you, you... stop it, you bastard -"
Hun Shouluo seemed to have seen what he least wanted to see, and he insulted Guo Mo loudly, but he couldn't do anything about Guo Mo.
In the end, this iron-clad guru actually shed tears of sadness.
"You are a devil, you are a bastard, you actually cruelly destroyed the sacred objects of the Snowy Mountains——"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! It turns out that Guo Mo held the "zombie skill" in his hand without even looking at it, and he vomited internally.
The "Zombie Kung Fu" secret book that Hunshou Luo regarded as his life turned into powder in Guo Mo's hands and he threw it away.
"Although such harmful practices have their own uniqueness, they are not suitable to be spread in the world anymore."
Guo Mo seemed to look at Hun Shouluo standing "upright" on the ground with some sympathy.
"The third question, Your Highness King Yan, can you really...really be able to kill me?"
Before Guo Mo could answer, the pride of the Snowy Mountains stopped breathing.
However, he still maintained his "upright" posture, and even his bright eyes were still nostalgic for this beautiful summer night and couldn't bear to close them.
"Your Highness, is he...is he dead?"
Li Zhichang behind him also asked.
Because it was Guo Mo who killed Hunshou Luo outside the "Qizhen Palace" in Zhongnan Mountain last year, but he came back to life again.
"I don't know about this either. If he can live again, I would be happy to wait for him."
Guo Mo did not go over and add another sword. If the opponent's leader of the Six Yangs was cut off, his death would be completely certain.
However, Guo Mo just didn't want to do it. Maybe deep down in his heart, he really looked forward to seeing this master Hunshouluo again.
"Where is Ouyang Ke? Why is he missing?"
Suddenly Li Mochou's voice came.
Sure enough, Murong Ke could no longer be seen in the courtyard.
"He should be in the Shenhe Hall. Let's go in and find him."
With Guo Mo's level, he can certainly know whether someone has escaped from him.
There was no sound of breaking through the sky, and all that was left was the "Shenhe Hall" behind him.
"Brother Guo, what should we do with these elders?"
On the ground in front of "Shenhe Hall", two people lie down and three people sit.
Lying on the ground are the bodies of the fourth elder Murong Li and the fifth elder Murong Zhi. Those sitting cross-legged and healing themselves are of course the second elder Murong Ren, the third elder Murong Yi and the sixth elder Murong Xin.
"Hmph, are you the only one who deserves to be called 'Benevolence, Righteousness, Li Zhixin'? Senior brother, send them to see the three hundred brothers from 'Tingfeng', all of them -"
In addition to these injured elders, there were dozens of people who did not have time to escape.
"Don't kill me. I know the location of the water prison. I also know where Murong Yan is being held. I also know where Murong Ke escaped from..."
"Second brother, you...why are you such a weakling?"
Murong Xin, the sixth elder who was slashed twice by Li Mochou and whose chest was still bleeding, loudly rebuked the second elder.
"Okay, senior brother, let's keep this second elder who knows the current affairs first, and let the others send them on their way."
Guo Mo carried Murong Ren with one hand and entered the "Shenhe Hall", with Huang Rong and Li Mochou following closely behind him.
In the courtyard, there were bursts of heart-rending screams...