The next moment, Qinglong flipped his wrist, and several rays of sword slashed towards the door not far ahead. The two thick solid wood doors immediately exploded, sending sawdust all over the sky.
Afterwards, Ling Hao and his group walked into the courtyard.
"Who dares to come here and act so recklessly that they don't want to die?" an old man's voice sounded at the same time.
Immediately afterwards, a large, dark crowd came out from different directions in the compound. The total number was about two thousand, and each person held a sharp sword in their hand.
The old man at the head is the one who spoke just now. His aura is wrapped around his body, his cultivation level is passable, and he is at the peak of the War Emperor!
"Don't you want to die? Do you know where this place is? How dare you come here..." The old man glanced at Ling Hao and his group and spoke loudly.
"You Xiaoxiao from Mo Pavilion are pretty good at hiding. You are nesting in this deep mountain and wild forest. No wonder you can't find your old nest." Qinglong interrupted him in a deep voice.
"Huh?!" After hearing Qinglong's words, the old man's pupils shrank slightly.
He didn't expect that Qinglong opened his mouth and said the word "Moge". It was obvious that the person who came here was evil!
After a short pause, he took a deep breath and continued: "Since you know that this is Mo Pavilion, you still dare to come here and act recklessly, you..."
Boom!
Before he finished speaking, Xuan Pang threw Mo Ying to the ground: "Do you know her?"
"Huh? Who is she?" The old man frowned.
At this moment, Mo Ying, although the disguise on her face had long been removed by Xuan Pang, her clothes and hairstyle were messy due to the previous fight, and her cheeks were slightly swollen.
So it makes sense that the old man on the other side would not recognize him for a while.
"Haha, you really don't know her?" Xuan Pang raised the corner of his mouth slightly.
"What do you mean?" The old man frowned again and looked at Mo Ying carefully.
The next moment, his expression suddenly changed, and he immediately exclaimed: "Miss?!"
The other Mo Pavilion disciples also recognized Mo Ying at this time, and they were all shocked. Their eyes looked at Ling Hao and others with anger in their eyes.
"Bastard, why is the eldest lady in your hands? What did you do to the eldest lady?" The old man took another deep breath and shouted angrily.
"Okay! Call Mo Huang out!" Ling Hao looked at the old man and said calmly.
"Huh?!" The old man's pupils shrank again.
He also didn't expect that Ling Hao would call out the name of the Pavilion Master!
After a brief pause, he looked Ling Hao up and down: "Who are you?"
"You talk too much nonsense!" Qinglong's eyes darkened, and he raised his sword to attack.
"Qinglong, let me do it!" Lu Yue shouted.
Then, he took a few big steps, and the sword in his hand pulled out a cold arc-shaped blade and shot out.
"you wanna die!"
Although the old man vaguely sensed that Lu Yue's skill might be superior to his, he did not flinch. He flipped his wrist and flashed a sword towards him.
laugh!
With the old man's fighting strength, it was obviously impossible to take Lu Yue's move. After the sword flash, an arm and the sword fell to the ground at the same time, and blood spurted out.
"Hmm..." The old man grunted and backed away a dozen steps or so. His face turned pale, and a strong look of fear flashed in his eyes.
To his despair, before he could completely stabilize his figure, the second sword light had already struck in front of his eyes.
"don't want…"
The dead soul of the old man shouted out and wanted to dodge, but his reaction speed was obviously unable to keep up, so he could only watch as the sword flashed past his neck.
