The entire Wang family compound instantly became a battlefield for warriors to fight.
Mo Yu was also frightened by the posture in front of him. He mobilized his troops today to lead eight Mo family masters, and even brought the Mo family's grand master Mo Feng, in order to make everyone in the Wang family kneel down with an absolutely crushing attitude.
Surrender at his feet!
Wagging his tail like a dog, begging for his tolerance and forgiveness.
But who would have thought that these people would dare to resist!
Seeing that the two great masters were defeated and retreated in succession at the hands of Wang Shangzhi and Wang Guosheng, Wang Dang was even more like a god of death. Wherever he passed, whether he was a Mohist master or a warrior, they were all made of paper.
, one punch at a time...
"Mo Feng, why are you still standing there? Kill him, kill him!!!!"
He looked at Mo Feng aside and roared angrily.
Mo Feng stood outside the crowd from beginning to end and did not take any further action.
At this moment, the black spots on his hands have spread to the entire arm!
It's so itchy!
He knew that this must be some kind of unknown poison, and he never thought that the skin of this woman who looked extremely feminine and fair was actually covered in poison!
"It's all because of your lust..."
He glanced at Mo Yu with a cold look, and finally understood why so many people in the Southwest Arena had no accidents, but he, the dignified young master of the Mo family, had the word "slave" carved on his face.
But no matter what, he entered in the name of the family, came to assist Mo Yu in revenge, and at the same time enslaved the entire Wang family. No matter what, he could not give up halfway.
"Old man Wang Dang, my enemy today is me. If you dare to kill me, the master of the Mo family, or insult my young master, you should die!"