He Kun had secretly made up his mind to accept Mo Wuchen no matter what.
At this time, Zhou Quan's expression changed drastically. After all, he was still a strong man at the peak of the King of Martial Arts, but when faced with Mo Wuchen's sword, he was unable to parry it.
Everyone in the Lingjian Sect was frightened when they saw Zhou Quan was beaten so hard that he had no strength to resist.
You know, Zhou Quan is one of the four geniuses of Lingjian Sect. Although he is not ranked first among the four geniuses, he is still very powerful and should not be underestimated.
"Isn't even Zhou a match for him? That guy is too strong!" A monk said in horror, his face full of fear.
Not to mention ordinary monks, including Jian Wushuang and the elders of the Spirit Sword Sect, all changed their expressions and stared at Mo Wuchen with strange eyes.
Zhou Quan was under great pressure at this time. He thought this guy was just an ordinary monk and wanted to teach him a lesson.
Who would have thought that he would directly hit an iron plate and it was very hard.
Ding!
boom!
boom!
Zhou Quan tried his best to block the incoming terrifying sword light.
I saw a crisp sound followed by an explosion, and Zhou Quan flew out.
There was also a knife mark on his body, and his clothes were torn to pieces, revealing the armor underneath. A white mark could be seen on the armor.
Obviously, if it weren't for the armor's body protection, Zhou Quan would definitely be bruised and bruised.
Although you may not die if you are hit by this knife, you will definitely be seriously injured.
"You!" A flush appeared all over his face, and a fishy sweetness surged up in his throat. He endured the pain and swallowed.
This strike shocked him so much that he almost vomited blood.
At this moment, Jian Wushuang wanted to take action, and his right hand was on the hilt of the sword.
The murderous aura quietly flowed out of his body, and all the monks standing not far around him trembled.
Because the murderous aura released by Jian Wushuang made them all feel a strong sense of fear. The murderous aura was so strong that people could not help but tremble.
At this moment, the old man from the Jianwang Mansion on the side held down Jian Wushuang's hand and pushed back the sword he was about to pull out.
Because at this moment, He Kun stood up.
"Stop!" He Kun shouted.
Although he has recovered a little now, he still suffered serious injuries, and the injuries on his body are not small. Therefore, when he spoke and shouted with a little force, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
It seems that this guy is very weak. People who don't know better think he has kidney deficiency. He breaks out in sweat after shouting a few words.
"What? Do you want to take his place?" Mo Wuchen asked coldly, with murderous intent surging in his eyes.
"Do you have a big grudge against him? Are you ready to kill him as soon as he comes up?" He Kun walked over slowly and asked.
Mo Wuchen still had a cold face and said nothing, but everything could be seen from his eyes.
His hatred for the Lingjian Sect is very strong, so strong that it makes people feel frightened.
"Lingjian Sect, kill my parents! Destroy my entire clan. This hatred will never end!" Mo Wuchen gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with murderous intent and anger.
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the audience was shocked, and among them the people who belonged to the Lingjian Sect were the most shocked.
"What's going on? Who is he after destroying his entire clan?" The monks from the Lingjian Sect looked puzzled when they heard this.
"That's right, who is this kid? What nonsense are you talking about here? When did our Lingjian Sect kill his whole family?" Another monk from the Lingjian Sect also cursed angrily.
In their view, this was very unfair. Mo Wuchen was here spitting blood and slandering them.
Even Jian Wushang and the elders of the Lingjian Sect frowned when they saw this scene, with anger on their faces.
They also didn't believe that Lingjian Sect would do such a thing.
Beside, when everyone in Longlou Mountain heard this, they all had expressions on their faces.
They were very curious about what was going on, so they didn't stand up to stop him. Even He Kun just stood aside and said nothing.
"What? Do you dare to do it or admit it?" The murderous intent in Mo Wuchen's eyes became strong again, and he suddenly took out a jade plaque from his arms.
Although the jade tablet was broken into pieces, as if it had been split with a knife, it was still stained with blood.
When the jade token was taken out, everyone in the Lingjian Sect turned their attention and stared at the jade token in Mo Wuchen's hand.
After Jian Wushuang saw the jade token, a trace of shock flashed in his eyes.
The elders of the Lingjian Sect behind him were also surprised when they saw it.
I saw these people looked at each other in shock, the surprise in their eyes was very strong.
Before they could speak, Mo Wuchen said again: "This is the evidence! Ten years ago, Zhou Jianshan massacred one hundred and twenty-three members of my Mo family! I was the only one who managed to escape and was captured by the master of the Sword Sect.
Save, from that day on, I swear that from now on, I will not leave any monks from the Spirit Sword Sect behind!"
Mo Wuchen's words were full of murderous intent, as if they were filled with murderous aura that defied the heavens.
His look can make people's hearts tremble, as if their souls are afraid and want to escape.
Not far away, the monks from Sword King's Mansion and Longlou Mountain were all surprised.
"I didn't expect that Zhou Jianshan had done such a thing before!" A monk from Longlou Mountain said in a low voice.
"Yeah, I've heard before that that guy used to go around killing people, but I didn't expect that people would come looking for revenge today." A monk said with a sneer.
"Hey, where are you now? Maybe a lot of them will pop up later." Some monks even gloated.
They were just watching the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal. Anyway, this was the matter of the Lingjian Sect, and the people of the Lingjian Sect could wipe their own ass.
When He Kun heard this scene, a trace of excitement suddenly flashed in his eyes.
He seemed to suddenly see a huge hope.
"So you are the only one here? Where are the other members of the Sword Sect?" He Kun suddenly asked.
Everyone was confused by He Kun's question.
Even when Mo Wuchen heard this question, he frowned and his face was full of doubts.
"I don't know, I was the only one when the teleportation came in." Mo Wuchen said, he was quite polite to He Kun.
"I know you, He Kun, the owner of Longlou Mountain!" Mo Wuchen continued.
"Oh? You know me?" He Kun was a little surprised. He didn't expect that Mo Wuchen actually knew him. If that's the case, that would be even better.
"Once in a valley, you hunted a red golden mango, and I had a brief conversation with you." Mo Wuchen said.
"It seems that there is such a thing." He Kun nodded and said after thinking for a while.
"This has nothing to do with you Longlou Mountain. I am only looking for the Lingjian Sect. I hope you will not interfere with my affairs, otherwise my sword will not recognize anyone!" Mo Wuchen said politely.
Because, he knew that there was a saying that goes like this, every injustice has its owner, and every debt has its owner. After all, Longloushan and he had no grievances.
After saying this, he turned his head again, raised the sword in his hand, pointed at the people in the Lingjian Sect in front of him and said fiercely: "Today, no one from the Lingjian Sect can even think of running away!"