The battle between Mo Wentian and Bashan was over in just a few breaths. It was not until the body of Bashan had fallen on the cold ground with blood flowers that Bashan's confidants finally reacted, such as Tian Yu.

"You...you...you dare to kill people in Xiaoyao Palace! Do you think that thousands of Xiaoyao disciples are nothing? All the senior brothers follow me to kill this thief! Avenge Senior Brothers!"

Tian Yu's words were heartbroken. Although Mo Wentian raised his hand and drew his sword, he cut off Bashan with one sword, but Tian Yu relied on thousands of disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect behind him, but Mo Wentian had only one person.

The broken knife in Mo Wentian's hand was slowly sliding down blood beads. He did not retract the knife and return it to the sheath, because he never thought that just killing Bashan would easily resolve the chaos in the Xiaoyao Sect.

In fact, killing Bashan on the spot with the thunder is also the most important part of Luo Qi's plan. Now, in the entire Xiaoyao Sect, Bashan's power and power are undoubtedly the greatest, but this person is one of Li Yuanji's most loyal lackeys, but this is also the weakest part of Li Yuanji's crowd!

Once Mo Wentian kills Bashan with lightning speed, then in the Xiaoyao Sect, Li Yuanji's power will be in a dilemma of being without a leader. For Mo Wentian, it is extremely important, but before, Mo Wentian could not find a legitimate reason to kill him. Otherwise, wouldn't he be charged with the crime of killing each other with his own sects?

Fortunately, the discovery of Luoqi and the trip to Xiaoyao Mountain on Friday solved the biggest problem of Mo Wentian.

Mo Wentian was a little surprised when facing Tian Yu's criticism. It seemed that the other party was not as useless as he imagined. He was able to come back from Bashan's death so quickly and bewitch the other disciples to take action together, which caused great oppression to Mo Wentian.

However, Mo Wentian had a long time ago to deal with this. He did not hurry or slow down, and reached out and took off the Rakshasa mask on his face!

"Junior Brother Tian, ​​I'm missing. I didn't expect you to be with Bashan and others!"

Mo Wentian had a smile on his face, and Tian Yu was caught off guard. As early as before Bashan, Tian Yu had guessed that this Rakshasa ghost was the most famous swordsman in the mountain gate. Mo Wentian did not expect that the other party would reveal his face after killing Bashan at this time!

"Senior Brother Mo!"

"It turned out to be Senior Brother Mo!"

In an instant, dozens of voices sounded one after another in the crowd. This was naturally what Mo Wentian arranged last night. The implication was to remind the thousands of disciples present. Mo Wentian was not a thief who provoked the Xiaoyao Sect, but a personal disciple!

In this case, Mo Wentian could not speak by himself, but could only borrow the mouths of others. At this moment, everyone outside Xiaoyao Hall was immersed in the shock of Bashan's death, so except for Tian Yu, the rest of the people were silent, which caused dozens of voices to appear so loud.

"So it's Senior Brother Mo!"

"How is that possible? Isn't it said that Senior Brother Mo's strength, well, is it relatively low?"

"I'm a disciple who is a personal disciple, what do you know? Maybe it's another way of training for the head!"

For a moment, everyone finally realized that this young man holding a broken sword and a Rakshasa mask was their Senior Brother Mo, one of the three personal disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect. Compared with the results of the previous battle, everyone suddenly felt a deep sense of awe for Mo Wentian's strength.

Tian Yu felt a sudden sank when he heard the noise behind him. He didn't expect that Mo Wentian would use his personal identity to pass on his disciple, but in an instant, he wiped out the evil deeds of killing Bashan like an understatement!

At this moment, suddenly, a light of inspiration flashed through Tian Yu's mind. Tian Yu immediately stepped forward and took a step forward, raised his hand and pointed directly at Mo Wentian, and shouted loudly.

"Don't ask the heavens! Since you are a disciple in our sect, you have killed your fellow disciples in public and betrayed the ancestral teachings and rules. According to the law, you should deprive your personal disciples of your identity and kill them on the spot!"

Tian Yu did not mention Li Yuanji's incident, but just bit Bashan to death and died in Mo Wentian's hands. After all, Li Yuanji's incident was just a rumor and there was no evidence. Mo Wentian killed Bashan, but it was committed in front of thousands of pairs of eyes. As long as he bit this to death, he was confident that Mo Wentian would never be able to make any big waves.

Sure enough, after Tian Yu's words came out, the disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect behind him all changed. Indeed, no matter what Mo Wentian's identity is, as long as he is still a disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect, the crime of killing his fellow disciples is absolutely unforgivable. Thinking about the previous rumors on the mountain, Mo Wentian ignored the friendship between his fellow disciples and seriously injured his senior brother Li Yuanji in the competition, and everyone's eyes burst into flames of anger.

The Mo Wentian in front of him is not their personal senior brother, but an absolute murderous demon!

"Those who kill fellow disciples will die according to the rules!"

"It's not an exaggeration to kill a senior brother of senior brother Ba, such a person will die ten thousand times!"

"Kill him! Kill him!"

At this moment, the disciples who were accompanied by Li Yuanji's forces finally found an opportunity and changed their minds and demanded the killing of Mo Wentian. The god of Mo Wentian remained unchanged, and announced the numerous crimes committed by Bashan in public. At this moment, a sword light had already arrived in front of Mo Wentian!

"My senior brothers, follow me to kill him!"

After this period, Tian Yu had already seen clearly that Ba Mang and Li Ding, who were kneeling on the ground, would not give Mo Wentian a chance to speak. He immediately felt cruel, raised his steel knife and rushed up.

The other official disciples around him were also involved in the fight with Tian Yu. These were Bashan, or Li Yuanji's direct descendants in the Xiaoyao Sect. He knew that the opportunity was not to be missed, and without any hesitation, he approached Mo Wentian with Tian Yu.

There were nine other formal disciples who fought with Tian Yu, and the nine people who reacted the fastest when Tian Yu suddenly raised his sword.

Ten people and ten swords were sealed at this moment, almost every direction and angle in front of Mo Wentian. Everyone seemed to see the scene of Mo Wentian being besieged to death. Even if Mo Wentian temporarily retreated to Xiaoyao Hall, ten people could immediately form an encirclement. Faced with continuous attacks, even Mo Wentian would definitely not be able to escape the path of death!

But, Mo Wentian did not retreat.

"court death!"

Mo Wentian's eyes were slightly cold, and he cut his knife in his hand and stroked forward. Several drops of blood beads that had not yet dried up were fluttering, forming a fan-shaped body, and heading towards Mo Wentian.

When Tian Yu's blade was splitting a drop of bright red into two pieces, a breeze suddenly came to him, blowing the knife in his hand, blowing his face, and blowing every part of his body.

"Qingming Sword Technique, see the clouds!"

The next moment, Tian Yu suddenly felt that his body was bound by this breeze, and he could not move forward any more. Then, Tian Yu's feet were empty, and his whole body was like a huge kite, blown away from the ground by the breeze, and floated into the air.

At this time, Tian Yu suddenly remembered that the young man in front of him was a demon who destroyed Bashan in two pieces with one sword, and in the competition, Tian Yu opened his eyes wide, opened his mouth but couldn't make any sound. Then, he only felt that his eyes became blank, and the horror in his heart gradually faded. His thinking, heartbeat and perception were like being blown away by this breeze, floating in the air.

The other nine disciples who launched the offensive with Tian Yu only felt a bloody rain falling in the air. A round head, with Tian Yu's wide eyes, slowly rolling towards the ground. At this moment, the remaining nine people were filled with deep fear.

Ten people attacked in a row, and Mo Wentian only used one knife to tear the blockade line of ten people apart. Tian Yu, the strongest among the ten people, died with his head and eyes closed!

The large amount of blood erupted from Tian Yu's neck made Mo Wentian feel like he had a blood bath. Even the broken knife in his hand emitted a faint scarlet red. With one blow, Mo Wentian twisted his waist, raised his broken knife again, and turned around and killed the other nine disciples.

"Qingming Sword Technique, leaving marks on the sky!"

The three formal disciples suddenly felt a biting cold eroding from the vest. When they suddenly turned around, they saw the red and black sword light in Mo Wentian's hand that seemed to have drawn a word "一" in the air, which closely connected the three of them. A cold wind with a fishy smell hit the face.

"Junior brother!"

"Six sons!"

As the three broken bodies fell from the air, the remaining six people's eyes suddenly turned red. These people were all their friends and brothers, but they died tragically. The six people at the same time had anger of the same hatred of the enemy. The sword in their hands danced in the air, and several radiant marks of curse light rose through the air!

"Xiaoyao sword technique!"

Mo Wentian finally saw a trace of solemnity. His killing seemed easy before, but in fact, every time he wiped out the opponent before he fully displayed his strength. Once the opponent responded seriously from the beginning, he would never be so relaxed.

Facing the six formal disciples who stimulated the curse blood marks and used the Xiaoyao sword technique, Mo Wentian did not choose to avoid the edge for the time being, but drew a cruel arc at the corner of his mouth. The broken knife in his hand immediately became warm. In Mo Wentian's heart, there was only one thought.

No matter what obstacles are ahead, I will break it with one knife!

"Qingming Sword Technique, cut the sun with the wind!"

Mo Wentian's voice was free from any emotion, as if he was eating and sleeping. The cyclone of internal force that was slowly rotating in his body suddenly became violent and rushed towards Mo Wentian's hand. At the same time, on Mo Wentian's left hand, three black rays of sharp light shone, and a "其" character was engraved on the body of the broken knife, emitting burning heat like a soldering iron.

At this moment, Mo Wentian's heart was already empty, and only the knife in his hand was left. No matter whether the knife's force was strong or soft, no matter whether the opponent in front was strong or weak, under my knife, it was just one knife and two cuts!

"Swish!"

A slight sound spread out in the air, just like the sound made when the breeze blew through the leaves. The colorful colors in the sky suddenly shattered, leaving only a piece of darkness, as if it was about to cover the sky. Next, six blade lights exploded, and dozens of fragments reflected by black light fell from the sky, like fireworks set off in the air, and soon a shallow blade blanket was laid on the ground.

Mo Wentian stood in front of the gate of Xiaoyao Palace, and six broken corpses fell from his eyes and fused with their broken blades. They couldn't bear to look at them in tragic situation.

With all the sounds silent, Mo Wentian raised a smile, glanced at the thousands of Xiaoyao Sect disciples in front of him, and nodded gently.

"Okay, this is just a small episode, so let me explain what crime Bashan committed. It is worth getting up to me to clean up the portal for Master!"

ps: Thank you for the reward of [D-tuning Gorgeous]! Our helm leader is so powerful! The previous chapter has been slightly changed and some content has been added. Today, Bikong spent the cumbersome work at home. I will give you the first update. I hope you can enjoy it.
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