Two men in black blocked the way first, without saying anything, and swung their swords to take Mo Yue's life.

Mo Yue could roughly determine that one of the opponents had a fifth stage in the mirror, and the other was less than sixth stage higher than the fifth stage.

This kind of strength does not pose a threat to Mo Yue, but if they are held back, the yellow-level master behind him will kill him with one palm.

Mo Yue's cold iron giant sword slashed down angrily and shouted: "Get out!"

He rushed around like a tiger, and the two men in black never expected Mo Yue to win his life with their lives.

A man in black who was blocking the scene in front of the fifth period of the video had no time to dodge and was killed by a giant sword. The other was shocked and hurriedly dodged to the side.

Mo Yue only felt his arms numb and a little cold. The afterglow swept over and found that his left arm had disappeared.

The pain from the ribs made him twitch his mouth hard, and he lowered his head to see the dark white ribs exposed, neatly cut half a foot long.

He threw the giant sword at the nearest man in black behind. The man in black didn't expect that he would throw away the weapons in his hand. In addition, the distance was too close to dodge, and the rapid giant sword flew backwards through his throat and fell to the ground.

Mo Yue covered his ribs with his hands to prevent his intestines from falling out. When the wound was running quickly, he could feel the cold air pouring into his body and the warm blood poured out.

Mo Yue bit his lips and oozed out blood, forcing his gradually blurred consciousness, but his speed of running did not decrease at all.

The shouts of killing behind him quickly disappeared, the wind whistled in his ears, and the enemy was dozens of feet behind him.

"Who are they? Li clan? Jiuxingtang? Impossible! Impossible there are so many yellow-level masters! It's hard to get there?"

When Mo Yue thought of this, fear began to spread in his heart, and suddenly he felt that he was so small and weak.

He would rather trade his own death for the safety of the Mo clan in exchange for Mo Han's wedding not to be destroyed, and these would be fantasies.

Because he knew that the only one who could gather so many yellow-level and numerous masters in the mirror who were as big as a cow, was "Guo Palace!"

Mo Yue vaguely heard the voice of worshiping heaven and earth, and thought to himself: Mo Han has inherited the Fengtianlu. These people may have come because of the Fengtianlu, so they must let him leave!

The Mo Clan Hall is still a joyful scene.

"Worship the heaven and earth!"

Mo Zhen hurriedly stood up and retreated aside, and Mo Han and Xiao Qing bowed deeply.

"Two visits to the high hall!"

Mo Zhen hurriedly sat back to his seat, tidied up the leather robe that Mo Han made for him, and coughed lightly and sat upright.

Mo Han and Xiao Qing bowed and bowed again.

"Honey husband and wife!"

Mo Han and Xiao Qing each took two steps back and bowed to each other.

Mo Han thought of thanking Xiao Qing for her protection for so long, and bowed deeply, and thought that she could enter the bridal chamber. Her heart was even more passionate and bowed her body deeper.

Xiao Qing had never seen the situation of a chapel before, and she didn't know how much she bowed. It should be nothing wrong with her bow being deeper, but she would be laughed at if she was shallow.

The two bowed deeply and bumped their heads together with a 'bang'.

There was another burst of laughter in the hall.

Xiaoying and Xiaozhu put their shoulders on each other and almost fell backwards with a smile.

Mo Han said "ah yo" and hurriedly held Xiao Qing who was falling backwards.

Xiao Qinghong's veil fell down, hurriedly covered her red face with her hands, and her shoulders were shaking with laughter, and she hit Mo Han with a angrily.

Mo was so shocked that he hurriedly stood up. He saw that both of them were fine before he felt relieved and laughed with everyone.

"Enter the bridal chamber!"

The brothers in the clan jumped up cheering and rushed to the bridal chamber.

With a 'bang', a bloody body rushed through the crowd and fell in front of Mo Zhen.

Everyone was stunned, and the lively hall was quiet and seemed to be able to hear the shaking of candles.

Mo Zhen flashed to Mo Yue, knelt on one knee and pressed his ear against his ear.

Mo Yue spitted blood in his mouth, his face turned pale as white as white paper, and he spit out two words "You... Palace..."

"Send the order, the You Palace is coming and ready to activate the clan protection formation!" Mo Zhen looked up and roared at the clan members like an angry lion.

Under the leadership of the Mo clan elders, the children of the Mo clan immediately ran out of the hall. In a few moments, only women and children without martial arts were left in the hall.

The fire burned in Mo Han's double pupils and was about to run out of the hall, Mo Zhen shouted angrily: "Stop him! Don't let him go out!"

Xiao Qingfei hugged his waist in front of him and cried, "Mo Han, don't go out if you listen to dad."

Mo Han spread Xiao Qing's arms apart, and Xiao Qing held his ten fingers tightly together, dragging him tightly.

Mo Han roared angrily and said, "Let go!" His body turned violently, and Xiao Qing was thrown away and rolled to the ground.

Mo Zhen was furious and said, "Bastard!" He flashed to Mo Han's body to block the way, and slapped Mo Han's chest with a palm.

Mo Han flew backwards and fell on the edge of Mo Yue.

Mo Han hurriedly got up, knelt on the ground and hugged Mo Yue in his arms, trembling lips and cried: "Uncle, if I wait for you to come and drink, you won't come. Why don't you come to see me when I get married?"

"Congratulations...I...want to see...you...you...dear..." Mo Yue struggled to smile, raised his arms tremblingly, and his voice seemed to be there or not. He was afraid that he would not express his meaning clearly, so he pointed at Xiao Qing with his fingers.

Mo Han knew his personality very well, so he pulled Xiao Qing over and kissed her forehead, looked at Mo Yue and laughed and cried, "She is my wife, are you happy?"

"Happy...heart..." Mo Yue's smile became lighter and shallower, and a tear fell from the corner of his eyes, and he said, "Let's go..."

Mo Han only felt Mo Yue's body suddenly become heavier, his breath suddenly dissipated, his fingers hang to the ground, and his head turned to one side.

Mo Han thought that he would never see Mo Yue's expression that squeezed the scars around the corners of his eyes when he smiled, and could not feel the feeling of him trying to hit the back with crazy striking. Hate and reluctance gushed out of his chest like a volcano eruption.

"Uncle! Ah! Ah! Ah! The You Palace! Ah! Ah!" Mo Han shouted to the sky wildly, as if he was about to rush away the thing in his throat. He felt like he was about to suffocate.

Xiao Qing hurriedly hugged Mo Han. He was afraid that Mo Han would lose control of his emotions and acted desperately. He cried and comforted: "Mo Han, Mo Han, my uncle has gone, he is gone!"

Mo Han hurriedly put down Mo Yue, climbed in front of Mo Zhen, pulled Mo Zhen's leather robe and knelt down and begged: "Dad, dad, I beg you, please let me go out and avenge my uncle. My uncle was killed by the Youdian Palace and killed!"

Mo Zhen was furious and kicked Mo Han to the ground and said, "The Lord of the Youdian Palace is the Xuan-level king, the guardian, the special envoy, and the Lord of the Nine Halls are all yellow-level strengths. If you go out, you will die!"

Mo Zhen choked down his throat, frowned, and his eyes burst out with murderous aura, saying, "Mo Han, I will always remember that the Mo clan was not annihilated for you, but for the seal of heaven! Annihilated for the people!

I promise you that I will let all the people in You Palace be buried with your uncle! I will bury all the dead Mo tribe members!

You! You must flatten the Shadow Sect for me! Restoring the royal family to be clear and clear! Otherwise, you are not allowed to say that you are a member of the Mo clan! You are not allowed to return here!

If you still think about the kindness of the Mo clan, you can rebuild the Mo clan! Get out!"

Xiao Qing cried and hugged Mo Han, blocking her body with her body, for fear that Mo Zhen would kick Mo Han again, and said, "Mo Han, listen to Dad, go quickly, go quickly!"

"Get out too!" Mo Zhen turned around and roared without looking at the two of them.

When Mo Han heard Mo Zhen's words, everything in the past was shattered like a dream. He sat blankly on the ground, his heart was ashamed.

The Mo people existed to seal the heavenly talisman and died for seal the heavenly talisman.

Then, you will cultivate the sealed heavenly talisman and get back this blood debt!

"The Mo clan guards obey orders! Send them to the Infinite Realm at all costs!" Mo Zhen roared.

"Yes!" The eighteen guards were all black-clothed and black armored, all of whom were in the ninth dan of the entry period. They were secret teams trained by Mo Zhen. The scale armor sounded in unison and bowed to take the order.

Mo Zhen walked to the center of the hall, raised his palm and condensed the flames of the "Nine Heavens Fierce Fire Palm" and blasted down at the ground.

With a "boom", a round pit burst out from the ground, and there was an authentic tunnel that directly penetrated the divine dragon vein.

Mo Han pulled Xiao Qing and kowtowed three times, sobbed, and said calmly: "Dad, I will never forget a word of your words, take care of you!"

Then as the guards entered the tunnel, tears poured down his and Xiao Qing silently.

They didn't dare to look back, and they looked back and looked more, and their hearts were like being scratched by a sharp blade. The swords were bloody and their souls were trembling.

When Mo Zhen saw them leave, he breathed a heavy sigh of relief. A yellow energy gushed out of the shaking leather robe, and he strode out of the hall.

Mo Zhen walked to the hall, and the clan members and the Mo clan guards held weapons in their hands, and with a desperate attempt, they formed the last line of defense around the Mo clan like a copper wall.

Two meters away from the defense line, the densely packed men in black were overwhelming, like a black torrent, as if they were about to subdue the Mo clan.

There were yellow-level masters in the middle between the man in black, and the yellow energy wrapped around him shone in the night. There were no less than twenty yellow-level masters in front of him, and the number of yellow-level masters on the other three sides of the hall was probably no less than sixty.

Mo Zhen's eyes fell in the middle of the confrontation between the two sides, and the corpses of the Mo clan and the man in black piled up. The snow melted by blood and changed into red and white, drawing a tragic look.

At this time, heavy snow fell and silently. The surging murderous intent between the two sides turned into snowflakes blowing from the cold wind and flew everywhere.

Mo Zhen stood in front of the hall with his hands behind his back. Although he only had the peak strength of the yellow rank, he exuded a kingly aura. He said to the sky behind the man in black: "The nine hall masters and the guardians of the Youdian Palace, the special envoys, have appeared. The Youdian Palace Master Zuo Ying! It's time to show up!"

Mo Zhen's voice became louder and louder, as if he was about to shake the night and blasted Zuo Ying out.

"Hahaha, hahaha!" A cunning and arrogant voice came out, and then Zuo Ying's figure slowly emerged.

I saw him covering his face with a white bone scepter in his hand. There was a skull with a fist at the top of the scepter, and black gas emerged from the skull's eye holes.

Zuo Ying stood on the canopy of the tree, like a god of death floating in the darkness.

"Mo Zhen, Youdian, under the secret order of the royal family and the commander of the sect, came to wipe out the Mo clan who was in rebellion by the criminals. Do you know that they were guilty?" Zuo Ying's voice was cold, as if he was reading the verdict of death.

Mo Zhen snorted coldly, "Haha, bah!" He turned his head and spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm.

He sneered: "The Shadow Sect bewitches the royal family, eliminates dissidents, kills loyal and kind people, causing the world to suffer. The descendants of our Mo clan, who have followed the teachings of our ancestors for generations to defend the desolate border, do not involve politics, and do not form alliances. The Shadow Sect wants to destroy our Mo clan, but says that it is ridiculous to follow the imperial decree of the royal family!"

Zuo Ying raised his head and laughed, saying, "I, Zuo Ying, must slaughter all the Mo tribe today, and let you die clearly. The abnormal movement of the Fengtian Stone shocked the royal family. In order to prevent the second Mo Chongtian from appearing, you must all die!"

Mo Zhen had already expected this result. He understood that the royal family and the Shadow Sect were afraid of the unusual movement of the Fengtian Stone. Even if he didn't know that there was a Fengtian Stone in the Fengtian Stone, he would send people to slaughter all the Mo tribe.

Mo Zhen did not reply, looked up at the sky and muttered to himself: "It's almost done?"
Chapter completed!