"The people from the Blood Brass Cult should have arrived, right?"
Mo Hai said.
"The sacrificial ceremony is about to begin, and everyone who should come should have arrived. Mr. Mo, shall we do it now?"
Lu Feng asked.
"You can just watch from the sidelines. It's enough for me to deal with them by myself."
Mo Hai said.
"Well, Mr. Mo, although our cultivation is low, we can still share some of your opponents."
Lu Feng said quickly.
"No, just help me take care of Xue Rao and Lan Lan."
After Mo Hai finished speaking, the man disappeared on the spot, and then reappeared, already standing on top of the stone statue of the blood brake ancestor.
The Lu family looked at each other in shock. Originally, the Lu family were all excited and ready to fight to the death. However, they did not expect that since Mo Hai would not let them take action, he would bring them over and just let them be spectators.
"You should listen to Senior Mo. If you take action, Senior Mo will have to distract himself from taking care of you."
Seeing the unwillingness of the Lu family, Feng Xuelao couldn't help but persuade them.
"It's better to listen to Mr. Mo."
Lu Feng nodded.
Mo Hai suddenly appeared above the stone statue of the ancestor of the Blood brake, and was quickly discovered by the followers of the Blood brake.
The senior leaders of the Human Blood Blade Sect who were standing in the square saw the commotion below. Many people looked up at the stone statue of the ancestor of the Blood Blade and started talking about it. They also looked up. When they saw it, their expressions changed dramatically.
As the deputy head, Wu Ziwei was in charge of this sacrificial ceremony. Someone dared to make trouble, which made Wu Ziwei angry.
"who are you?
He actually defiled the stone statue."
Wu Ziwei scolded in a deep voice.
Mo Hai didn't answer. With a slight exertion on his feet, the stone statue of the Blood brake ancestor exploded. In an instant, it turned into a pile of rubble, causing dust and smoke to sweep around.
No one would have thought that Mo Hai would destroy the stone statue of the blood brake ancestor without saying a word. Both the senior leaders and believers of the blood brake were angered. Wu Ziwei waved his sleeves and swept away the smoke.
He looked at Mo Hai hanging in the air with burning eyes.
"You are so brave. You actually dare to act recklessly on our territory of the Blood Brass Sect. Don't you want to live?"
Wu Ziwei suppressed his anger and said with a ferocious face.
"Do you know the purpose of my coming today?"
Mo Hai smiled lightly.
Under this situation, Mo Hai was still so calm and composed. Wu Ziwei frowned, feeling that the person in front of him had bad intentions.
"What purpose?"
Wu Ziwei asked.
"Let your Blood Brass Cult disappear from the world."
Mo Hai said.
The muscles in Wu Ziwei's cheeks were twitching, and a wave of anger from what he had done before rushed straight to the top of his head. What Mo Hai said was so arrogant that there was no limit to it.
"Do you have what it takes?"
The black light flashed in Wu Ziwei's hand, and a long black whip appeared. The power of thunder and lightning flashed on the long whip.
"If I don't have the ability, I won't come here to die. I can only blame you, the Blood Brass Cult, for your bad luck. I just came along the way to destroy you. If I hadn't come along the way, you could still exist for a while longer."
Mo Hai said.
"You are so shameless in your words, go to hell."
Wu Ziwei was furious. Mo Hai was too arrogant. Who could stand this? If he were in other places, Wu Ziwei might still be afraid. After all, there are many monks stronger than him in the world, but today, in the blood breath
Shan, on his own territory, Wu Ziwei had no scruples. In front of so many believers, it would be embarrassing if he just tolerated it.
The black whip was swung out, and a long black shadow with the power of thunder and lightning struck directly towards Mo Hai. Mo Hai's figure moved and changed positions, and the long black shadow flew into the air.
Wu Ziwei became more and more angry. Seeing Mo Hai appear on the ground again, standing on the remaining head of the blood brake ancestor stone statue, Wu Ziwei waved the black whip again. This time, it was not a long black shadow, but
Hundreds of long black shadows weaved into a giant black net, falling towards Mo Hai.
These giant nets composed of long black shadows are covered with the power of thunder and lightning. They are very powerful. Once trapped, the power of thunder and lightning alone can destroy the Yuanying Realm monks, both spiritually and physically. Even the Divided Spirit Realm monks can
It is also difficult for the soul to escape.
The giant net fell and suppressed Mo Hai firmly, leaving a network of ravines on the ground, more than ten meters deep, showing the power of this blow.
"If you don't know how to appreciate someone, you're looking for death!"
Wu Ziwei raised his lips proudly. He was quite confident in his magical power. Even a monk with a similar level of cultivation as him would be injured if caught by his thunder net.
Suddenly, someone tapped Wu Ziwei on the shoulder. Wu Ziwei did not look back, thinking it was his son calling him.
"What's matter?"
Wu Ziwei asked.
However, no one answered him, but patted him on the shoulder again, and Wu Ziwei looked back impatiently.
Upon seeing this, Wu Ziwei jumped up and retreated violently.
The person who tapped his shoulder turned out to be Mo Hai.
This frightened Wu Ziwei so much that cold sweat ran down his back for a moment. If Mo Hai hadn't patted him on the shoulder just now, but wanted to kill him, he might not have died but would have been seriously injured.
After pulling away from Mo Hai, Wu Ziwei swallowed involuntarily and began to be wary of Mo Hai.