When he saw the figure walking out of the darkness of the arena, it turned out to be Lu Fan.
Mo Yu froze on the spot, and then subconsciously looked behind him.
He is waiting for his bodyguard grand master to come out and kill this son. He must not let him live...
"He can't get out."
"The brains were blown out. If you're not afraid of ghosts, you can look forward to seeing if he can still protect you after he comes out."
There was a smile on Lu Fan's lips.
He placed Ma Zicong and Wang Li gently on the ground.
Then he clapped his hands and stood there, quietly watching Mo Yu's reaction.
At this moment, Mo Yu was as stunned as a demon.
He stood there motionless, looking at Lu Fan in disbelief, shaking his head desperately: "Impossible, this is impossible, Mo Xuan is one of the great masters of my Mo family's ancient martial arts hall. The Shadow Legacy has been understood.
When it comes to the Shadow Killing Scroll, how is it possible that I will die at the hands of a bastard like you!"
"This is impossible! You are talking nonsense!"
Mo Yu could not accept the fact that Mo Xuan died at the hands of Lu Fan.
This is the only trump card he has in hand this time.
He is also the only grandmaster among all those around him who can fight against Lu Fan.
If he dies, his fate will be disastrous!
"Mo Xuan is actually dead?"
A group of other Mo family members also looked at him blankly, their minds went blank, and they felt a little unreal.
"You are wrong. Mo Xuan did not die in my hands."
Lu Fan admitted generously: "I don't have the ability to kill him, but I almost died in his hands..."
When Mo Yu heard this, he breathed a long sigh of relief, and his expression returned to contentment.
How is it possible? How could Mo Xuan, the majestic grandmaster of the Mo family, who was invincible in his class, die at the hands of a half-assed master like Lu Fan?
"He was beaten to death by an iron rod."
"The iron rod flew over and smashed his head. Now the body is still in the stands. Do you want to take a look?"
Lu Fan chuckled and said, Mo Xuan did not die in his hands. He didn't know whether the iron rod that suddenly flew towards him was Wang Dang's deliberate move to help him, or whether Mo Xuan was unlucky and had a bad idea and was thrown away.
The iron rod that came came and smashed him to death. If necessary, he would ask Wang Dang in person, but this did not affect the fact that Mo Xuan was dead.
"Mo Xuan, is he really dead?"
The smile on Mo Yu's face froze. Yes, Lu Fan has been out for such a long time. If Mo Xuan had not died, he would have come out long ago. But until now, he has not been seen. Is it really like Lu Fan?
As Fan said, is Mo Xuan really dead?
Or died in an accident?
The great grandmaster who came out of the ancient martial arts hall of the Mo family actually died in a misfortune!
Mo Yu's eyes flashed with a look of unwillingness and resentment. Lu Fan's luck was so good that it was outrageous!
"Whether Mo Xuan is dead or not, I have to advise you. It's best to know what you are doing now. I am the young master of the Mo family, and these people around me are all members of the Mo family!"
"You can't afford to offend any servant of the Mo family."
"You'd better go away obediently and I won't argue with you. Otherwise, what awaits you and your family will be the cruelest revenge of our Mo family!"
Mo Yu was so fierce that he no longer dared to threaten Lu Fan's life. Instead, he tried to use the Mo family's prestige to frighten Lu Fan and spare the lives of others like them.
"I don't care what Mo family or Bai family you are... you imprisoned my relative, humiliated him as a slave, treated him like a piece of grass... Now you have become my prisoner, shouldn't you have the attitude of a prisoner?"
Lu Fan spoke in a deep voice, and immediately, he stretched out his right finger and lightly swiped it in the air!
hiss!
The sound of the air tearing!
The true energy surged out, pierced the air, and cut a scarlet gash directly on Mo Yu's right cheek.
"ah!!!"
"How dare you hurt me, you bastard, how dare you hurt me!"
Mo Yu's face was furious and ferocious, and he roared wildly.
"What's the difference between a roar of incompetence and a barking dog on the roadside?"
A flash of disdain flashed in Lu Fan's eyes, and he stabbed out with his index finger.
Mo Yu's face was covered with blood, and the gashes were torn open in an instant, spelling out a word of blood.
