Chapter 128: The people of Tuoyue Sect are unfathomable
Mo Yu's voice was cold, like a cold frost that was not overwhelmed.
"Which Zongmen are you?"
When she said this, she was indifferent to the disciple headed by her, and a slight arc from the corner of her mouth raised a touch of cold arc.
The disciple noticed that she glanced at her in horror and moved outwardly.
And the words of the male disciple, but it provoked the anger of these disciples.
"Tuo Yuezong, our Holy Lingzong is not as powerful as you!"
"Bastard! Killing our sisters is still so arrogant here. You are really bullying. We must report it to the Lord!"
"Brothers, we killed them!"
"Kill them!"
In the middle of the night, such a noisy movement occurred here, and people from other Zongmen came to see the excitement.
In this section of bones, Zongmen will basically not cause trouble, but now that there is a lively look, it seems that the probe looks outside.
As soon as I heard that it had something to do with To Yuezong, these disciples all showed their appearance.
Zhong Bi couldn't sleep, so he sat at the table to drink tea.
Yun Feifei, who is responsible for taking care of her, is also sitting in front of the table.
After a while, a male disciple came to report the situation.
"The person of the Tosuezong killed a female disciple of the Holy Lingzong, and is still quarreling for this."
Hearing the name of the familiar Zongmen, Zhong Bi raised his eyes.
"Ton Yuezong?"
The male disciple rushed angrily: "Yeah, the man who stared at his sister rudely, he killed someone."
"What's going on with this Ton Yuezong? The last time Zongmen evaluated, it didn't stop, and only this kind of Zongmen with a total movement of small hands and feet will use this method to show it."
After speaking, the male disciples carefully looked at the expressions of a few people.
Zhong Bige was so calm, but just said faintly: "Don't have to worry about nosy, let's retreat."
The male disciples gritted their teeth unwillingly.
"Shi Meimei, the Holy Lingzong has already fought with the Tosue Zongzong, do you want it ... Take a breath at this time?"
The two sisters have been eager to try.
Zhong Bi shook his head gently, "Don't cause trouble."
Cong Yan said a little dissatisfaction: "Ge Sister, isn't it time now?
"No." Zhong Bi suddenly raised his eyes, and his stars' eyes were particularly dazzling.
"Don't participate, don't forget our purpose this time."
At this point, there was a hurry outside.
The male disciple glanced out, and hurried back, grinning.
"It is other Zongmen, who have been watching the lively in the past. Some of them have been tossed by the Moon Sect, and now I finally found the opportunity to retaliate, haha."
"Shimei, do we really do n’t shoot? Do n’t you seize it at all?"
Zhong Bi looked at the male disciple, her eyebrows frowned, and her eyes seemed to be able to see people through.
The male disciple was a little timid in such a sight, and it seemed that his careful thoughts were all seen through.
"I said, don't you go, do you want to refute me?"
In this way, the man's heart was frightened for a while, and he would never dare to add more words.
On the side of Yu Junhao and Mo Yu, the disciples of the Holy Lingzong have been besieged.
Yu Junhao turned into a pig's head, raised his hand to cover his face with his sleeves, and pushed Mo Yu to deal with it.
At this time, Mo Yu's eyebrows were cold, and a vertical attitude.
"Come on, a group of crickets, what about the Holy Lingzong, but it's just a group of waste."
"I look down on you all!"
For such a word, the people of the Holy Lingzong hated gritting their teeth and threatened to kill this owed woman!
Mo Yu watched them rushing over, Mo Yu took a half step back.
In the next second, the male disciple headed for a sip of blood opened his mouth.
He himself seemed a little shocked, and slowly looked down at his abdomen.
There, the blood was soaked in clothes, and the blood stain spread.
The disciples next to them immediately went forward.
"Brother!"
"Brother Liu! How are you?"
The male disciples could not afford to fall directly to the ground, and the abdomen was severely damaged, and they could only cover it difficultly.
The disciples quickly stuffed a elixir in his mouth to stop bleeding.
The disciples were shocked to look at Mo Yu, "Brother, what did she do? Actually hurt so much?"
Mo Yu, "..."
After taking the elixir of the male disciple, it was difficult to speak, "My Jin Dan, the riot."
The disciples suddenly glaring at Mo Yu.
"Insidate and cunning woman! Actually, he played this poisonous hand!"
"Bastard! What is the bright and positive fight, what is the black hand?"
"Yeah, I'm going to ask for advice!"
The male disciples grabbed the disciple's arm in a hard grasp of the name of the disciple, "take me away first."
Of course, it was not a poisonous hand, but the riot of Jindan was just caused by his own improper cultivation.
Only when he wanted to run spiritual power, he accidentally transported his breath, causing Jin Dan's instantaneous riots and tearing the skin.
But this kind of unlucky thing happened to be too shameful on himself. How can you say it? Fortunately, these brothers all think that it is the woman's hand.
The male disciple was lifted away. Before leaving, he glanced at Mo Yu more.
Coincidentally, I went to Mo Yu's dark eyes, and the male disciples looked away with some guilty conscience and were carried away.
Other disciples are angry and raised their weapons to fight Mo Yu.
Mo Yu took a few steps back, and did not justify himself, but looked up at the ceiling.
"Demon girl! Why don't you hold a weapon?"
One of the Holy Lingzong disciples noticed that Mo Yu glanced at the ceiling and felt strange, and immediately stopped the teacher who was ready to rush to the past.
"Beware of fraud."
A group of people brushed into the ceiling.
Mo Yu is thinking about whether to take advantage of this bone eye.
But he heard the scream of a disciple.
"Ah! My neck, my neck can't move, hurry up, help me quickly."
Several people surrounded the man into a ball, and finally returned his neck. The sword in his disciple did not stabilize.
The sword tip of the sheath was so straight into the feet of a disciple.
When the disciple squatted down and wanted to pull out the sword, because of the pain and fear, the injured disciple raised his hand and fell down, and he directly chopped the disciple.
"Ah! It hurts me!"
"No matter how it hurts you, you can't shoot your brother, damn it! He is fainted!"
"Hurry up to save people! Dan medicine? Who still has extra treatments in his hands?"
"Don't care about the elixir, help me pull the sword!"
The scene was chaotic.
People who watched the lively outside did not know what happened inside, and they came over and asked curiously.
"What's wrong?"
Watching one disciple after being lifted out, they were amazed.
"So many disciples are from the Jindan period. Why are the two Tosuezong so strong and not see how to make a shot. These people are all carried out."