A fierce and violent anger overflowed from Mo Wen's body, and he looked like a bloodthirsty beast. The four guards were completely frightened by the overflowing aura, especially the guard who was caught by Mo Wen.
I feel like I am in the mouth of a terrifying beast, and it seems that it will swallow me whole in the next moment!
"You, who are you?" The guard swallowed hard.
"Tell me! What happened at Zhujian Villa?" Mo Wen roared again, and a bloody evil energy on his body shrank uncertainly, as if it was about to explode at any time.
The guard immediately felt that half of himself had been swallowed by the ferocious beast. If he could not satisfy the inhuman existence in front of him, he would never survive the next second!
"Zhujian Villa colluded with the Yan State and committed the unforgivable crime of collaborating with the enemy and treason. It was annihilated by the imperial army more than a month ago."
After receiving confirmation from the guard, Mo Wen lost any ability to think. He unconsciously let go of the guard and staggered backwards. He seemed to have lost all his strength and fell to his knees directly. He held his hands on the ground and trembled violently: "No, no
It's possible, it's impossible, it won't happen..."
The guard escaped from Mo Wen's clutches and rushed into the restaurant door almost crawling. If he stayed in front of this devil any longer, he would probably have a mental breakdown. And his three companions had long since fled unjustly.
Entered the restaurant.
"W-where did this guy come from?"
"I have never seen such a scary person. Standing in front of him, I felt like I was going to die!"
"Is this young man's concern about the Sword-making Villa related to the Sword-making Villa? Do you want to report it to the city lord?"
"Okay, I'll report it right away. You guys keep an eye here. This boy might be a big fish that slipped through the Mo family's net."
The four guards talked for a while, and one of them hurriedly walked towards the stairs of the restaurant, but as soon as his feet stepped onto the first step of the stairs, a shrill roar came from upstairs.
"There are assassins! Protect the prince! Protect the city lord!"
Then there was a ping-ping-pong-pong noise, followed by a loud bang, and the whole building shook.
A wall on the fifth floor, the highest floor of the restaurant, was shattered. A black figure rushed out from the fifth floor, followed closely by a sword light, which hit the black figure on the back.
The black figure lost its balance in mid-air and fell to the ground diagonally, hitting a simple shed on the street. The wooden shed instantly fell apart.
Several figures rushed out of the large hole on the fifth floor, all dressed as guards. Judging from the aura on their bodies, they were all spirit sword masters ranging from fourth to sixth levels!
Several spirit sword masters landed steadily on the street, immediately surrounding the black figure and pressing forward with murderous intent.
The black figure opened up the ruins and stood up slowly. This was a young man wearing black tights. He was about twenty years old. His appearance should be called handsome, but there was a scar from the left side of his face to the right side of his chin.
, almost peeling off the entire face diagonally, destroying all the beauty, and looking particularly ferocious. At this moment, there was a huge bloody sword wound on his back, faintly revealing the forest white color inside, and the blood trickled like a stream.
There was already a pool of blood under his body. However, his expression did not change at all. His cold eyes showed deep hatred as he stared at the several spirit sword masters who were approaching him.
"Blood Feather Sword, the prince has expected that you will assassinate him, and has been waiting for you for a long time! This time you throw yourself into a trap, where will you escape?" The leader, the sixth-level spirit sword master, sneered at the number of people in black.
Stand still ten feet away.
A burst of dense and orderly footsteps came from around the street entrance. Teams of fully armed swordsmen appeared at the street entrance, completely blocking the street. Dozens of figures releasing the spirit sword master's aura then appeared on the surrounding walls.
, the lowest strength is also level three!
"Now that you have wings, you can't escape. I advise you to surrender obediently."
The sixth-level spirit sword master seemed to be intent on catching him alive, and he slowly tightened the encirclement.
The young man in black gave a cold smile, matching the ferocious scars on his face with a strange sadness: "Surrender? Hahahahaha! All the two thousand innocent souls of my Mo family are thanks to the Bai family! You asked me to surrender to them.
?I, Mo Yu, was a dead man as early as the Jiangzhou battlefield! If you want my life, take it yourself!"
"Hmph, if you don't eat the toast, you'll have to drink it as a penalty!" The sixth-level spirit sword master snorted angrily and swung his sword downward: "Give them all to me! Don't hurt his life! The prince will live!"
"Burning spirit!" The young man in black roared, and scorching illusory flames shot out from his whole body. He actually used a secret method to ignite his own sword energy, and his whole body was like a burning man! Then he turned towards the nearest fourth-level spirit sword
The teacher pounced.
The spirit sword master was startled by the ferocity of the young man in black, but he was not slow and stabbed the young man in black in the chest with his sword.
The young man in black did not dodge, but turned slightly to one side, and the spirit sword passed directly through one of his shoulder bones. Then he grabbed the spirit sword master's spirit sword to prevent him from breaking away, and held the sword with the other hand towards the spirit sword master.
The spirit sword master's neck was sliced horizontally.
The spirit sword master was shocked and turned pale. He quickly let go of his spirit sword and rolled to the side without caring about his appearance, narrowly avoiding the spirit sword of the young man in black.
But the spirit sword master was not thankful for escaping the attack of the young man in black. Before he could get up from the ground, he screamed in horror: "My hand! My sword energy! Ah!"
It turned out that his right hand holding the sword suddenly started to burn strangely, and it quickly spread up his arm until it spread all over his body!
The face of the sixth-level spiritual sword master changed: "This is the secret burning spirit technique of Sword Making Villa! It can burn sword energy and spiritual power, so don't be touched by the flames!"
The young man in black holds the sword blade in his left hand and slowly pulls out the spiritual sword on his shoulder. It can be seen that the surface of this spiritual sword is also covered with a layer of flames. It burns violently and the spiritual power contained in it disappears rapidly.
.
jingle——
The spiritual sword, which had exhausted its spiritual power, fell to the ground and was broken into several pieces like ice cubes.
The blood on his shoulders gushed out like spring water. The young man in black didn't even blink. This ferocious look made many spirit sword masters around him take a breath and feel chilled in their hearts.
"You madman!" the sixth-level spirit sword master cursed angrily. The young man in black in front of him burned his sword energy, which was equivalent to a death sentence. It was completely impossible to capture him alive.
"Get ready to shoot the demon crossbow! Kill the rebellious Mo family!"
The queue of swordsmen in the distance immediately separated. Several strong swordsmen pushed a giant crossbow cart to the front of the team. The metal crossbow arrows as thick as an arm shone with a cold light.
"Let me go!" The sixth-level spirit sword master waved his hand downwards fiercely.
Buzz——
With the sound of a huge machine spring, the metal crossbow with a thick arm turned into a black lightning and struck the young man in black. All the spirit sword masters participating in the encirclement and suppression looked relaxed, and even the eighth-level spirit swords were struck by the demon crossbow.
Even the master can't resist it. This young man has barely reached the sixth level of strength, and he has absolutely no luck under this demon-shooting crossbow. This demon is finally going to die.
But before everyone had time to show a look of joy on their faces, the lightning turned by the crossbow arrow could not go any further a few feet in front of the young man in black, because a figure appeared in front of the young man in black, and the crossbow arrow was falling.
On the back of the figure that suddenly appeared.
when!
The eardrum-piercing sound of metal clashing suddenly sounded. The metal crossbow arrow did not feel like it was piercing flesh and blood, but instead seemed to hit black iron! And the crossbow arrow twisted and deformed under the influence of huge inertia, and then made a clang sound.
fell to the ground.
Everyone present was dumbfounded, staring blankly at the figure that suddenly appeared in the field, losing the ability to think.
The person who appeared in front of the young man in black was Mo Wen. At this moment, Mo Wen didn't seem to pay attention to the many spirit sword masters and swordsmen around him. He put his hands on the shoulders of the young man in black. Strangely, Mo Wen
The burning flame in the young man's body was actually suppressed by an invisible force, with a tendency to fade and extinguish again.
"Mo Yu, you are Mo Yu!" Mo Wen stared at the young man in black in front of him.
The face of the young man in black showed a trace of shock and surprise, because he found that he could not move his whole body, and the two hands on his shoulders were like two mountains, pressing him firmly in place.
"Who are you?" Mo Yu's pupils shrank. The young man in front of him was so terrifying. He actually used pure power to forcibly interrupt his own soul-burning secret technique. He couldn't even commit suicide!
"Tell me, what happened at Zhujian Villa?" Mo Wen asked in a trembling voice.
Mo Yu's pupils shrank again, and he stared closely at Mo Wen's face. A face with a silver mask gradually overlapped with this face, and then his pupils suddenly expanded: "You are..."
He only said two words and swallowed the rest of the words alive. His expression was excited and surprised at first, then gradually turned to anger, and finally turned into sarcasm. He said slowly: "I thought you died in the fog.
Swamp, it turns out you are alive and well."
"Mo Yu, tell me, tell me what happened at Zhujian Villa? Tell me that none of that is true!" Mo Wen almost begged.
"What do you want to know? What's the use of knowing it now?" The sarcasm on Mo Yu's face became more and more intense, and finally turned into boundless resentment: "Why are you back now? What did you do long ago? When the villa needs you the most
Where were you when?"
Mo Wen didn't speak, he just looked at Mo Yu imploringly, like a helpless child. He only hoped to hear a different answer from Mo Yu.
Mo Yu's heart flashed with a sense of revenge, and he smiled nervously: "You can't imagine the tragedy at that time. The heads of more than 2,000 members of the Mo family were hung on the wall of the villa. There were more than 2,000 people! Children and women
I haven’t let them go! By the way, you must want to know about your father and your mother. Don’t worry, how can they be missing here? Their heads were hung on the main entrance of the villa. I saw them at a glance. Very good.
identify."
"Enough!"
Mo Wen roared angrily, his eyes suddenly turned blood red, and a violent and ferocious evil spirit was released from his body, forming a rich blood red color, like burning flames.
"Bai family! I will let you die!"
A shrill roar shot straight into the sky and spread throughout Fancheng.
The rich blood evil on Mo Wen's body suddenly expanded outwards, covering a ten-foot-wide space in an instant. A dozen spirit sword masters who were relatively close were immediately enveloped by the blood evil, and their bodies instantly withered and turned into ashes.
Every mummy!
At the same time, a blood cloud appeared in the sky above Fancheng without any warning, rolling towards Mo Wen's head and converging on it. In Mo Wen's sea of consciousness, the golden Yuanling vibrated violently, and a bit of blood-red color spread rapidly outward from the inside of the golden sword.
In an instant, it completely turned into a small bloody sword.
When the blood sword was completed, the heaven and earth throbbed, and all the lives in Fancheng felt a throbbing from their souls. At that moment, their souls seemed to be grasped by others, and their lives did not belong to them at all!dd