Those who were killed were all subordinates with innate martial arts abilities. They were the backbone of the Shengtian Sect.

It is estimated that in a few years, some of these subordinates will be promoted to master martial arts. But now they are killed, why doesn't Zou Dayang feel distressed?

Zou Dayang shouted to the Cangcha people: "Cangcha people, let's go together, don't let Mo Batian kill our people."

"Okay, we have a little black knife, which should be able to deal with Mo Huasong's little white sword." The Cangcha man nodded.

He and Zou Dayang are both masters of middle-level martial arts. They can control the sword with Qi.

So, under the influence of Cangcha Ren and Zou Dayang's internal force, the little black knives in their hands attacked Mo Huasong.

When the little white sword saw that the little black sword was about to attack Mo Huasong, he immediately flew back.

With two "dang-dang" sounds, the two small black knives were immediately destroyed by the small white sword as if they were made of paper.

"Damn, is this a real little black knife?" Zou Dayang screamed.

He spent 10 billion to buy it, so why is it so useless?

Mo Huasong sneered and let the little white sword kill the warrior next to him again.

A white light passed by, and a row of warriors fell down.

Those innate martial arts are like scarecrows, there is no way to resist them, they are all doomed.

Zou Dayang and the Cangcha people were dumbfounded. What was going on? Could it be that their people were so easy to kill?

In just a moment, dozens of them were killed. How many more people on their side could they kill?

The Mo family's side also exploded.

"Let me go, Mo Huasong is really awesome. With just one strike of his sword, more than a dozen people died. Those were all innate martial arts masters. I think Zou Dayang and the others can't resist it. The little white sword is still flying there now."

, Zou Dayang and the others have already killed more than a hundred people."

"Yes, Mo Huasong turns out to be so awesome." Those warriors were scared.

Just now they were talking about breaking into the Mo family and then dealing with Wu Yuzhen.

If Mo Huasong comes back then, he will definitely kill them.

Thinking of this, they were trembling all over.

Damn it, Mo Huasong really didn’t dare to mess with him. If they had known this was the case, they wouldn’t have done anything just now.

"Swish, swish, swish." Xiaobai Sword, with Mo Huasong's anger, continued to harvest the lives of Shengtianmen and Cangshan sect warriors.

As expected by Mo Huasong, the angrier he became, the more ferociously Xiaobai Sword killed him.

Of course, Mo Huasong's face was also a little pale at this time.

After all, he used his true energy to control the sword, and he had killed more than a hundred people just now. Those people's martial arts were all very high, with the lowest being innate martial arts and the highest being grandmaster strength, so he also spent his true energy along the way.

"Zou Dayang, damn you, you said that so many of us can deal with Mo Batian, but now you see, our Cangshan sect has lost five grandmasters and dozens of innate martial arts warriors. Our strength has been greatly damaged."

The tea man cursed angrily.

Zou Dayang was also angry: "Cangcha man, as soon as you heard that you were taking advantage last night, you ran over immediately. Didn't I tell you at the time? Mo Batian is very powerful, and we are going to come out in force. We are born in Tianmen

Are there no dead people? Seven of our masters died, and there are still about a hundred subordinates."

At this time, Zou Dayang and Cangcha people saw that Mo Huasong was so powerful. Not only could they not take advantage, but they also suffered so much, so they cursed angrily.

But no matter how they scolded him, Mo Huasong continued to kill their people.

"We're not going to fight anymore, let's run away." When those warriors saw that their sect leaders were quarreling with each other, they were furious, so they ran away quickly.

Immediately, the warriors turned into birds and beasts and fled in all directions.

Xie Tianguang was so angry that he stamped his feet: "Mother, why didn't they fight? Even if they fight to the death, they have to drag Mo Huasong to die with them."

Once these people escape, it means that Mo Huasong is victorious and they will suffer.

Mo Huasong sneered: "You want to escape? Is it that easy? Black ghost fire."

Following Mo Huasong's thought, the black ghost fire flew forward excitedly.

I saw it pounce on the warriors in front, and those warriors disappeared without knowing how they died.

"No, that black mist is weird. Don't get close to that black mist." Cangcha people noticed the weirdness of the black ghost fire and hurriedly retreated back.

Those warriors did not dare to approach the Black Ghost Fire after hearing Cangcha Man's warning.

As soon as they see the black ghost fire flying over, they will run as fast as they can.

However, some warriors who were weak in Qinggong were burned to death, and others were killed by Mo Huasong.

Just now, there were about 400 people in Shengtianmen and Cangshan sect, but now there are only a few dozen people left, which is not good at all.

"Quick, let's go back quickly." Zou Dayang was so frightened that he hurriedly flew back inside.

It was tragic, so many people died in the Shengtian Clan this time, including him, and there were only three grand master martial arts masters left in the Shengtian Clan.

As for the Cangshan sect, it's even worse. Cangcha people only have one master martial arts master, and the rest of them don't have much ability.

Damn it, Mo Batian is still not a human being, how can he be so good at fighting?

What kind of weapon is that little white sword? Is it a legendary magical weapon? The more Zou Dayang thought about it, the angrier he became.

And what is that black mist? Why is it so scary?

Fortunately, the black mist didn't fly very fast. It only killed those innate warriors, but not the masters like them. Otherwise, it would really scare him to death.

After Zou Dayang and others escaped inside, Cangcha people also ran in.

The further he ran outside, the more he would be chased by Mo Huasong, so he might as well escape inside.

Anyway, it is the territory of Shengtianmen, so there must be quite a few of them.

When Mo Huasong kills the people of Shengtianmen, he will sneak away again.

Damn it, if he still regrets it, he vows not to mess with Mo Huasong, the killer.

Not only is he powerful, he is also murderous.

As long as he takes action, he can kill many people.

Especially since he is a master of weapon refining, the weapons he makes are terrible.

In the past, others thought that the most powerful thing he made was the little black sword, but it turned out that the little white sword was even more powerful.

In front of the little white sword, the little black sword is scum.

After a while, all the warriors who were still alive fled into the Shengtian Gate, and the ground was full of corpses.

Black Ghost Fire flew to Mo Huasong angrily: "Master, my strength is still not close to those masters. Otherwise, I can burn them to death."

"Don't talk so much, let's go in and kill. You go in and kill as many people as you see." Mo Huasong stared inside fiercely.

If Zou Dayang and the others dare to attack his mother, they will die.

When Mo Huasong fell to the ground just now, he had already called Mr. Mo and asked about the situation there.

Now those enemies have not taken action again, so he has nothing to worry about.

Besides, with Mu En and the others here and the formation, mother will be fine.

Now, just wait for him to destroy Shengtian Clan and Cangshan Sect.

"Hahaha, Master, I understand, I will go in and kill them now." Black Ghost Fire laughed and flew inside.
Chapter completed!