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Chapter 1389

Lingshan Sect, outside the mountain gate.

At this time, a large area of ​​monks stood in front of the locked mountain with a bad expression.

Among these monks was a delicate sedan chair. Lu Xia sat in the sedan chair, staring at the mountain gate in front of her with cold eyes.

"Do it." Lu Xia ordered.

Behind him, a group of monks took action directly, and the entire sky was instantly covered by a spell.

With a loud bang, the originally magnificent sect gate was directly blown open.

"Lu Xia, do you think my Lingshan Sect is really afraid that your Lu family will not succeed!" Mo Dongqing roared and rushed out.

The mountain gate was smashed, and this is no longer a simple problem of face.

Even if he was facing the Lu family, Mo Dongqing could not continue to endure it.

"Master Mo, don't resist, please die obediently." A gloomy voice suddenly exploded in Mo Dongqing's ears.

Boom! Boom!

Two black shadows suddenly approached Mo Dongqing.

Mo Dongqing was shocked and hurriedly took action to resist, but unexpectedly, the two of them had great strength and instantly destroyed all Mo Dongqing's defenses.

Two strong and powerful forces instantly fell on Mo Dongqing. Mo Dongqing suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, raised his head and flew to the ground.

Two old men in black came to Mo Dongqing, stretched out their feet, and stepped hard on Mo Dongqing.

"It's the Yin and Yang evil spirits of the Dongshan School!"

"They are both powerful men in the Mingwen Realm. No wonder they hurt the sect leader with one blow."

Several elders of Lingshan Sect suddenly looked shocked across their faces.

An elder scolded: "Our Lingshan Sect and your Dongshan Sect have always been in trouble with the water of the well. Are you planning to help the evildoer?"

One of the old men in black smiled grimly and said, "Carry money and eliminate disasters for others. If you give us more things than the Lu family, we can let you go."

They are just thugs invited by Lu Xia.

Lu Xia snorted coldly: "No one else can surpass the entire Northern Region, what my Lu family promised to you. Now, to destroy the Lingshan Sect, from today on, I don't want to hear this name in the Northern Region."

What!

Blood spilled from the corner of Mo Dongqing's mouth and shouted angrily: "Just because of Nangong Xuan's death, do you want to destroy my Lingshan Sect?"

This is too ridiculous.

Nangong Xuan's death was entirely self-defeated, and Yang Chen was not refuted at all.

And now, Lu Xia is actually going to destroy their Lingshan Sect’s entire sect?

"Why don't you blame me!"

Lu Xia's expression became extremely distorted because of anger: "What a noble person, why aren't you the ones who died? A group of lowly people, you just deliberately let my husband enter the dangerous place!"

If you are watching by your side, it is your fault!

Why aren't you dead?

Anyway, I will blame you!

"Hahahaha!" Mo Dongqing suddenly burst into laughter miserably, and a trace of determination flashed through her eyes.

"If you want to kill, you can find a high-sounding reason! I was born in the sect and died, and I was also a ghost of the sect! Why do you need to say too much? Take action!"

Two old men in black from the Dongshan Sect moved their joints and said grimly: "Since you are determined to die, then we can't blame us."

"stop!"

At this moment, a flying sword slashed straight at the old man in black.

One of the old men in black snorted coldly, raised his hand and knocked the flying sword out.

From the front of the mountain gate, Yang Chen drove the flying sword and came quickly towards this place.

"I am the one you are looking for. It's up to you to kill or cut, it's all your business, it's not about my sect's business." Yang Chen shouted in a deep voice.
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