Hearing this, the expressions of all the Wang family members in the palace changed drastically!
At the same time, there were many voices crying and begging for mercy from the yard.
There were old people, women, and babies crying.
"This Mo family is bullying people too much!"
Wang Shangzhi slapped the table and raised his eyes angrily: "It's going to rain and my mother is going to get married. Since today is a disaster that our Wang family cannot avoid, we might as well go out. Even if we fight with the Mo family to the death, we will never allow him to be there."
Be the boss in my house!"
"Walk!"
Everyone in the Wang family was filled with indignation and followed the family leader out.
Outside the door is a landscape courtyard of more than 200 square meters.
I saw eight middle-aged men with long auras and calm momentum, wearing dark robes with light golden ink characters embroidered on their chests, squatting like tigers, but with a strong look of disdain on their faces.
These people are all great masters of Mohism.
Moreover, the true energy is condensed at least around five levels.
The strongest one is undoubtedly the middle-aged man standing in the front, standing next to Mo Yu with his hands behind his back. There are fifteen lines of true energy flowing in his body. He can be called one of the strongest men in the world.
In front of the courtyard, some servants of the Wang family were kneeling, including clan members, men, women, old and young. At this moment, they were all brought here by the Mo family, as slaves who held Wang Shangzhi hostage.
In the center, a young man in his twenties had an extremely vicious look on his face.
He looked coldly at Wang Shangzhi and others who were striding out of the main hall. The muscles on his face were twitching, but the word "slave" printed on both cheeks looked extremely ferocious and dazzling!
Mo Yu!
The core of the Wang family walked out of the main hall with an angry aura. After seeing the great masters of the Mo family headed by Mo Yu, their faces suddenly froze. The originally tough aura was completely shattered, and it was completely gone in an instant.
Covered in deep fear.
"Finally it's out."
Mo Yu sneered and said: "It seems that you have thought clearly. You want to hand over that old man Wang Dang and the bastard Wang Li to my disposal in exchange for the peace of your Wang family?"
"Mo, Master Mo."
Wang Shangzhi took a deep breath and tried to keep his tone as calm as possible: "As one of the top ten ancient martial arts families in China, the Mo family doesn't have any kind of people. Why do they have to be obsessed with my ancestors and Wang Li, and for this
Why are we, the Wang family, so hard on each other?"
"Haha, to me, the Mo family, the ancestor of the Wang family and Wang Li are really nothing."
Mo Yu sneered and said: "But, if it weren't for the two of them at the Southwest Arena, who took action to protect that beast Lu Fan and killed the great master of my Mo family's entourage, how could I, Mo Yu, be in this situation today?
The situation!"
"You, the Wang family, are guilty of an unpardonable crime!"
"I advise you to be obedient and hand them over to me, otherwise, I will bloodbath your Wang family today. Let's see, which one of you can stop me?"
That night at the Southwest Arena, Mo Yu, the proud follower of the Grand Master, could have completely tortured Lu Fan, but his head was smashed by a flying iron rod.
There can be no such coincidence in the world.
He believed that Wang Dang deliberately helped Lu Fan and killed him, the master of the Mo family!
That's why Lu Fan was able to break through the siege, fight outside the arena, and carve the word "slave" indelibly on his face with a knife!