After seeing the two of them, a flash of horror flashed in the eyes of the man surnamed Pan. He could not detect Lu Yue's martial arts cultivation!
"Looking for death, which sect are you from?" The tall man from before raised his finger and pointed at the two of them and yelled angrily.
"Tell me who will lead the team in Mo Pavilion this time and what level of cultivation he has. I will leave you with a whole body!" Lu Yue said, still staring at the man named Pan.
"Do it, kill!"
The man surnamed Pan's tone dropped, then he raised his hand and waved.
"Copy that!" Two hundred men rushed towards the two of them at the same time.
"Judge, be careful!" Lu Yue said, and rushed out with the blood shadow sword in hand.
"Don't worry, Boss Lu, there will be no problem in dealing with these little bastards!" Judgment responded and followed up.
Puff puff!
After countless sword rays passed by, twenty or thirty heads were seen rising into the sky, and one of them fell straight down.
The people behind them didn't even look at their companion's body and continued to rush toward the two of them.
"I don't know whether to live or die!" Lu Yue twisted his eyes, flipped his wrist, and a sharper sword light came out horizontally.
After the sword light passed, forty or fifty men fell down at the same time, and they all collapsed on the ground and became motionless for an instant.
"Damn it!" the man surnamed Pan roared: "Get in line!"
"Yes!" The remaining Mo Pavilion disciples shouted in unison.
Immediately afterwards, everyone started to move, their bodies flashed, and they quickly stood up.
After a while, about a hundred men stood in a formation like the Big Dipper, separating Lu Yue and the judge.
Phew! Phew! Phew!
Almost at the same time as the formation was forming, everyone's wrists continued to flip, and a stream of cold light from hidden weapons came out of their hands, shooting towards the two of them like raindrops.
The sky is filled with cold light and the air is airtight.
"Little tricks!"
Lu Yue spoke coldly, raised his hand and swept out a violent wind that swept the hidden weapon to the ground, making a crisp sound.
The judge held a scimitar in his hand and slashed out several sword beams at high speed to block the hidden weapon.
"Mo Cang Sword Technique!"
Just as the two of them took action to block the hidden weapon, everyone on the other side shouted loudly, and then stabbed the two of them with sharp swords in three directions: upper, middle and lower.
The team is uniform, the air waves are rolling, and the swords are fierce.
"You don't overestimate your capabilities!" The judge snorted coldly, took a few big steps, and drew out several rays of light from his scimitar again.
The extremely sharp sword light disintegrated the opponent's sword force without losing any force, and passed directly through the mouth of twenty or thirty people on the right.
The movements of everyone's hands lagged slightly, and they all fell down. Their whole bodies twitched a few times and stopped moving.
The battle between the two sides lasted for about two minutes, and all the two hundred Mo Pavilion members except the man named Pan were lying on the ground.
"You...who are you?" the man surnamed Pan asked in a trembling voice.
"Isn't it just to attract us here that you have put so much effort into it?" Lu Yue said calmly.
"What?!" The man surnamed Pan's pupils shrank: "You...are you from Xiwang Lingshuai?"
"Congratulations, you got the answer right!" The judge shrugged his shoulders.
"It turns out it's you!" The man named Pan took a deep breath.
"Can you answer the question I just asked now?" Lu Yue asked again: "Who will lead the team in Mo Pavilion this time, and what is their cultivation level?"
"Hahaha..." The man named Pan looked up to the sky and laughed.
"Since you know that this is a trap set up by our Mo Pavilion, you still dare to come. I admire your courage!"
"Today, all of you, including King Xi, must die!"
"I'll go down and wait for you first. You will come down to accompany me soon!"
