Young Master Nangong seemed to see the uneasiness in Wanyan Yaoliang's heart, and said with a hideous sneer: "Hehe, is Wanyan Yaoliang right? Your backer is dead at my hands. You said, what should we do with you?"
Upon hearing this, many people present immediately responded with a powerful expression: "Kill him, kill him!"
The members of the Nangong family immediately divided into two factions, and some were clamoring to kill Wanyan Yaoliang in excitement, while the other part, whether out of doubt about Yue Mochen's sudden death or from his true conscience, they chose to remain silent.
Major General Nangong saw all this, and a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his heart. He felt that these silent people were jealous of being made so easily and were dissatisfied with the fact that they did not say a word.
"Hmph, just don't accept it? I'll settle for the position of the head of the family!" Nangong Shao said in his heart, but smiled and looked at Wanyan Yaoliang.
"Boy, if you are tactful, tell me the origin of the arrogant guy just now, and I can still keep you a whole body."
Nangong Shao threatened in a cold tone.
But at this moment, wild laughter came from above.
"Ha ha ha ha..."
Everyone looked up suddenly and looked into the air!
I saw a young man sitting comfortably on the top of the gatehouse of the Nangong family gate, leaning tilted against the animal-headed decorative pillar on the gatehouse, looking down at everyone with a smile on his face, and there was an unrestrained smile on his lips.
Who is this son, if it’s not Yue Mochen?
Everyone opened their mouths enough to stuff an egg, and everyone was thinking about a question: "Isn't he dead? Why did he run to it?"
Yue Mochen completely ignored the silent people below and said to himself: "Are you in a hurry to enjoy the fruits of victory so quickly?"
Nangong Shao's pupils shrank, and angry flames spewed out of his eyes. At this time, how could he not know that he had been fooled by Yue Mochen?
"I'm underestimating you." Nangong Shao said coldly, holding up the long sword in his hand diagonally, and the tip of the sword was facing Yue Mochen from afar.
Ignoring Nangong Shao's appearance below, Yue Mochen in the air sat upright leisurely, and then his face turned cold, and a dark flame appeared, like a demon god in hell.
Young Master Nangong's face changed again, and he did not dare to be negligent. He swung the long sword in his hand suddenly. Countless sharp ice thorns condensed sharply above his head.
Then it brought out a burst of wind breaking and flew towards the earth and moon in the air!
If Yue Mochen disappeared, the momentum of the ground radiated from his body was getting stronger and stronger. At a certain moment, he suddenly roared to the sky. The surging spiritual energy contained in the long roar actually shook the ice thorns that shot from below for nearly half!
Young Master Nangong was not willing to give up. He waved his sword again, and accumulated energy for more than ten times, and dense ice ridges appeared, and the number was dozens of times that of the last time!
On the gatehouse, Yue Mochen smiled indifferently, stopped roaring, jumped forward, and the wings of reincarnation appeared, and his wings suddenly shook. His body swooped down like a big roc.
He looked at the overwhelming ice thorns.
Put your hands in ten, and then gently close them.
As the palms collided with each other, a dark black energy spread out from it like lightning!
Then, the ice thorns that came overwhelmed the sky and turned into a cold white powder in the air with a crackling sound.
"Is this...soul power?"
Looking at the ice thorn that was shaking into powder and rotating high with no sign of warning, Nangong Shao was slightly stunned and then said in a daze.
As Nangong Jun expected, this was indeed the power of the soul. When Yue Mochen found that his spiritual mind cultivation was higher than that of the spiritual energy realm, he began to try to combine the two to form a new recruitment. This move just now was the result of Yue Mochen's experiment.
Although they are still trying to get along with the running-in, the combination of the two energies has become extraordinary.
Ignoring Nangong Shaodi's surprise. Yue Mochen flapped his wings and flashed straight above Nangong Shao. A single-edge sword appeared in his hand and slashed it down!
"Break the sky with one sword!"
The classic sword moves of the Dugu Family Sword Classic were used by Yue Mochen at this time, but the power was extraordinary!
It seemed as if it was tearing apart the space, wherever the single-final sword passed, there was a shallow black mark, which was very conspicuous in the darkness.
Although the attack this time was not as strange as before, when the heavy ruler was swung out, Nangong Young Master's face became extremely solemn!
He knew in his heart that although this attack was silent, the destructive power contained in it was not comparable to Yue Mochen's previous attack.
He took a step back carefully, and Nangong Shao's palm suddenly tightened, and then the sword carried the cold energy and stabbed out violently.
Looking at the Nangong Young Master who actually chose to confront him head-on, a faint sarcasm flashed through Yue Mochen's eyes. The force in his hands increased sharply, and the spiritual energy surged out with the sword, and finally bombarded with the long sword.
The single-final sword and the long sword blasted together, and the black reincarnation spiritual energy contacted Nangong Shao's ice-attribute spiritual energy. Suddenly, a circle of fierce energy ripples spread out from the junction, shaking the ground made of rock slabs out of cracks like spider webs.
"Little cock! Are you scared?" Yue Mochen laughed, and the strength in his hand increased again, and the long sword was compressed into a bent bow-like shape!
"Go to die!"
Nangong Shao roared with a red face. He never thought that he would not even be the opponent of this young man when he fought head-on!
"Then it depends on whether you have the ability." Yue Mochen chuckled, and with force under his feet, the light of the spiritual energy gushed, forcing Young Master Nangong to retreat several steps!
The latter is already on the rockery in the garden!
"Drink!!!" Nangong Shao shouted lightly, and used all his strength to fight against Yue Mochen's single-final sword!
The silver-white long sword was broken even more bent. Suddenly, with a crisp crack, the long sword broke with a bang, and the ice chips and the broken sword splashed everywhere!
The long sword broke into five pieces with a crisp sound. The uneven force caused the five pieces to fly around. Among them, two pieces were inserted into the rockery behind Nangong Shao, and one piece was immersed on the ground. A piece in the middle flew directly to Nangong Shao's left shoulder, and a silver light flashed!
The silk is broken, and blood is splattered!
A deep bone-sighted wound was now on Nangong Jun’s left shoulder! Nangong Jun was injured for the first time, and it was actually on the long sword of the spiritual weapon that he had always cherished!
The part at the tip of the sword flew towards Yue Mochen because of the recoil force, and shot away like lightning!