The young senior brother walked towards Mo Liancheng calmly and apologized sincerely, "Brother, we are wrong, we should not question you. I apologize to you here." While saying that, he bowed deeply to Mo Liancheng apologetically.

He did it very naturally and could not find any flaws or flaws.

It's really easy, it will make people relax their vigilance and doubt.

However, when he lowered his head, when many people were not paying attention, a sharp short sword quietly slid out from his long sleeves, holding it in an instant, stabbing Mo Liancheng's heart without hesitation!

One blow, a must-kill!

The sudden change surprised everyone!

At such a close distance, a picture would appear in the minds of anyone who saw him. A handsome man as handsome as a banished immortal died on the spot. However, the strange situation made them drop their chin again. The young man seemed to have stabbed with a sword, but the man like a banished immortal gradually became empty and clearly a afterimage!

Damn! So shocked!

Then, Peng! Peng!… Several figures hit the downstairs.

The exiled man only had one move.

Several young men who had just wanted to use killer moves were all vulnerable. They fell downstairs and smashed several tables. They all fell to the ground and vomited blood, and they couldn't even get up.

Mo Liancheng stood on the second floor with a faint smile, his narrow eyes, and his narrow eyes were a little bit evil no matter how he looked.

There is no trace of murderous aura, but it is better than the boundless murderous intent.

Everyone present felt cold all over their bodies and became a little scared.

Such men, such masters, cannot be provoked! The few people who recognize Mo Liancheng have complex expressions and a bit of awe. They know that where there is Mo Liancheng, there will be a woman with different opinions - the one with a surname Qu. That woman seems to be more cruel than this man, and cannot be provoked.

Mo Liancheng raised his hand and waved again.

Two small porcelain bottles flew up from the ground and fell into his palm. It was the pill he just gave. "You are average in strength, but you have the courage to join forces with Gong Zhen to play this assassination scene." His phoenix eyes swept through several young men who were not dead downstairs, raised his eyebrows on the spot and asked: "Ziyun Sect flipped through the three times twice to assassinate me. What is the purpose? Go back and tell your sect leader that I will go to Ziyun Sect sooner or later to ask him for advice."

As soon as these words came out, the audience was in an uproar!

Ziyun Sect? Are these young people from Ziyun Sect?

Many people's expressions changed instantly, staring at the seriously injured young men downstairs. Gong Zhen is from Ziyun Sect, so it is not surprising to contact a few Ziyun Sects to play a counterattack scene. As a result, he was embarrassed instead of succeeding. Not only did Gong Zhen come to the door, but he was seriously injured...

The last sentence is the point.

Mo Liancheng questioned in public, pointed out his position, and raised the grudge to the sect.

A few seemingly casual sentences have a deep meaning!

...

At this moment, one of the young men in the panic shone with a flashing gaze: "No, we are not. It has nothing to do with the sect leader of Ziyun Sect."

Several young men stood up in a panic and left Junyue Tower as if they were helping each other. They appeared disguised themselves, but they did not expect to be seen through, and they failed, and they really lost Senior Gong Zhen.

Mo Liancheng looked at the void with a sneer.

The man stared at Junyuelou, but never took action. He was really tolerant.

He turned and stepped into the room again.

The door, closed, isolating everything outside.
Chapter completed!