"Whoosh…" As Wei Zhuang broke in, the disciples of the Poisonous Scorpion Sect stood up one after another. They looked at the newcomer as if they were watching an interesting prey.
? Pairs of playful and cruel eyes flashed with a fierce light, and their expressions were cold and terrifying.
They were all a bunch of inhumane things. Mo Yan, who was following closely behind Wei Zhuang, looked at the group of people in the room and muttered in his heart.
Footsteps sounded from the high platform. At the same time, a cold voice sounded," I know you. The old man from the Seven Wonders Clan knows you, but you shouldn't have come to my territory."”
"Looks like I didn't come to the wrong place. He's with you!”Wei Zhuang slowly raised his head. His eyes were cold and indifferent as he stared at the sect leader of the Poisonous Scorpion Sect, Poison Scorpion, and spoke in a faint voice.
Poison Scorpion sneered and glanced at Wei Zhuang and Mo Yan in disdain," So what? Are you trying to snatch her from me?" Just the two of you!"
The disciples of the Poisonous Scorpion Sect laughed as soon as he finished speaking. They were like a group of laughable frogs at the bottom of a well.
Mo Yan was also speechless in his heart. He was indeed a standard villain, always like to talk nonsense in front of the main character.
After all, the Poisonous Scorpion Sect was just a small organization. In the entire world, it was completely unpresentable. This was also related to the things that Mo Yan knew.
One's horizons determined one's knowledge. Poison Scorpion clearly had too little knowledge. He didn't even know who his opponent was and dared to jump like this. Wasn't this courting death?
The corners of Wei Zhuang's mouth curled up, and his slightly magnetic voice sounded." Hand him over to me in one piece, and I can consider sparing your lives."”
"Hehe…I never do business that will make me lose money. Your price is too low, so I can't agree to this deal.”Poison Scorpion sneered and mocked.
"You will agree." Wei Zhuang said indifferently. As the sound of his voice faded, the shark tooth in his hand trembled slightly. It was as if a sword cry could be heard, revealing a bloodthirsty demonic glow.
Looking at the two people in front of him, Poison Scorpion narrowed his eyes. He raised his arm and waved it gently. He said coldly," Take care of them."”
"Swoosh!" As soon as he finished speaking, a dozen figures surrounded Mo Yan and Wei Zhuang, eyeing them like tigers.
" Sigh, I didn't even say anything…" Mo Yan sighed and said helplessly. Wei Zhuang had already taken all the scenes of him acting cool and started to fight. This group of people remembered him.
However, it was obvious that these people did not care about what Mo Yan was saying. They carried their swords or claws and rushed over with Mo Yan and Wei Zhuang. They were filled with killing intent, as if Mo Yan had seduced their wives.
Wei Zhuang's gaze turned cold instantly. He took the lead to meet the attack. His sword swept across the sky. Accompanied by the sound of metal, everyone in the surroundings was forced back one after another. In the next moment, a ferocious sword qi raged out. Almost in an instant, the person closest to him was cut into two. The sword qi went straight into the chest of the other person, and blood spilled everywhere.
Wei Zhuang was obviously a professional at hacking people. His sword moves were extremely smooth, filled with the aesthetics of violence that was pleasing to the eye.
After dealing with the two of them, Wei Zhuang was not in a hurry to continue killing people. He glanced at Mo Yan behind him. It seemed that he was more interested in Mo Yan's skills than killing these minions.
However, this glance caused Wei Zhuang's expression to freeze. He even froze for a moment at an inappropriate time.
Because Mo Yan was holding the Rainbow Sword on the ground, his entire body seemed to be covered by a large red bell. It was a top grade defensive martial art-Golden Bell Shield.
"Foolish!" Wei Zhuang could sense the vast amount of zhenqi in Mo Yan's body, but he was being used by Mo Yan like this.
The swordsman didn't pick up the sword in his hand to fight the enemy, but instead wasted his Genuine Qi to defend instead of attacking. In Wei Zhuang's eyes, this was a great insult to him.
Mo Yan naturally noticed Wei Zhuang's gaze and smiled at him, indicating that he would continue to chop while he rested for a while.
"Hu…" Wei Zhuang's breathing seemed to have become heavier. He couldn't be bothered with Mo Yan's laziness, and his moves became even more powerful. His sword intent became more tyrannical and brutal, as if he was venting the speechlessness in his heart.
Mo Yan was feeling a little bored by the side. He then relied on his powerful mental energy to imitate Wei Zhuang's sword intent and draw in the power of heaven and earth to strengthen his sword. The light red sword qi continued to ravage the surrounding disciples of the Poisonous Scorpion Sect, as if these guys had become his entertainment.
The two of them were like brutal killers, slaughtering the lives around them.
On the high platform, Poison Scorpion's face gradually turned ashen. This was because the people who had come were not weak. In fact, they were even stronger than he had expected. This made Poison Scorpion's expression uncertain. His eyes were filled with struggle and anger. Especially when he saw the guy holding the fiery red sword use his disciple to kill time, it was really stimulating.
Poison Scorpion felt that he had been insulted, and it was the kind of insult that was riding on his head. These two people were looking down on him too much. Did they really think that Poison Scorpion Sect was made of mud?
Obviously, Poison Scorpion's guess was right, because Mo Yan had already set his eyes on him. His eyes were eager to move, and he was extremely drooling. He called out to Wei Zhuang," Leave this guy to me!"”
After saying that, he raised his sword and rushed over. Because the surrounding disciples were too weak, they did not feel anything at all. The strongest person in the Poison Scorpion Sect was none other than the sect master, Poison Scorpion. How could Mo Yan let him go? The other party was obviously more playable than ordinary disciples.
When Wei Zhuang heard this, his brows furrowed tightly. He came here tonight to deal with serious matters, not to play with Mo Yan," I'll give you thirty breaths!”
" No problem…" Mo Yan replied casually.
This was too much! Poison Scorpion's eyes were cold as he stared at Mo Yan. Did he really think Mo Yan didn't have any tricks up his sleeve? If you want to eat his Poisonous Scorpion Sect, it depends on whether you have the appetite.
Mo Yan looked at Poison Scorpion with a gentle gaze. Although his ugly appearance and way of doing things were disgusting, Mo Yan would never argue with a dead person.
Mo Yan gently waved the sword in his hand, and blood formed a trail on the ground. He slightly raised his head and looked at Poison Scorpion in front of him.
The corner of Poison Scorpion's mouth twitched. He looked at the " scoundrels " below who did not dare to reveal their true faces and mocked with a fake smile," If you want my life, you have to see if you have the strength!”。
He admitted that he was a little afraid of Mo Yan and Wei Zhuang, but this fear was not enough to make him retreat without a fight. After all, he had spent most of his life building this Poisonous Scorpion Sect. It was impossible for him to give up so easily.
Moreover, it wasn't like he had no chance of winning. His strongest weapon was poison!，As long as he used it, he would have a chance of winning.
Hearing this, Mo Yan shook his head slightly and sighed. Then, he gently stroked the blade of the long sword with two fingers and casually condensed a long rainbow zhen qi.
This scene caused Wei Zhuang's eyes to narrow as he looked at Mo Yan's actions in shock. Just a casual attack was already so powerful.
"You're courting death!" Poison Scorpion roared angrily, the flying claw in his hand turned into a black shadow as it bit towards Mo Yan's neck.
" Buzz…" The Rainbow Sword in Mo Yan's hand trembled slightly. In the next moment, the sword in his hand suddenly swung out. A fiery red sword Qi rippled out, like a crescent moon in the sky.
"Clang!" A metallic sound rang out as sparks flew in all directions. The flying claw was shattered.
"Puchi ~" The sword pierced through Poison Scorpion's neck. He didn't even have the chance to resist. Blood splattered from the corner of his mouth and neck.
Mo Yan's figure flashed slightly and he retreated backwards to prevent himself from being splashed by the blood.
Poison Scorpion clutched his neck, his eyes filled with fear and disbelief. Why was the difference so great?! Obviously, no one would explain to a frog at the bottom of a well like him.
Mo Yan held the Rainbow Sword in his hand, ignoring Poison Scorpion who was slowly falling to the ground.
"Found it." Wei Zhuang suddenly found a mechanism and pressed it forcefully. He softly said in an extremely calm tone. As his words sounded, the sound of gears turning could be heard.
" Kaka…" With the sound of gears, the floor slowly opened, revealing a staircase that led underground. However, because there was no torch, it was dark below, and it was impossible to see what was there. It was a little eerie.
Mo Yan narrowed his eyes, wanting to see what was down there.
On the side, Wei Zhuang was being unreasonable. Like an iron-headed child, he took a torch from the wall and took the lead to walk down.
He was bold and wasn't afraid of an ambush below.
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