Pang Wenjun smiled proudly: "Hey, hey, Li Ka, do you know what regret means? You dare to kill me. I don't think you have died."

Originally, Pang Wenjun thought of destroying the Li family, but did not think of killing Mr. Li and the others.

But just now Pang Wenjun heard Mr. Li say that he wanted to kill him, and now he had a strong murderous intention in his heart.

"Pang Wenjun, don't talk so much nonsense, kill them all." Mo Huasong said as he walked forward.

Since these people wouldn't hand over his mother, he would kill them until they did.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Li Ka wanted to turn around and retreat to the back, but Mo Huasong would not let him escape.

Li Ka only felt a figure flash in front of him, and then Mo Huasong stood in front of him.

"Whoosh." Li Ka felt a pain in his right leg and then fell to the ground.

He saw a leg falling on the ground, and then realized that his right leg had been chopped off by Mo Huasong. "Ah, help, Dad, please save me."

Only then did Li Ka realize how scary Mo Huasong was. If he had known it was like this, he would not have run out arrogantly just now, but would have shrunk back for safety.

Mo Huasong stepped on Li Ka's face: "If you want him to live, release my mother."

Pang Wenjun didn't expect Mo Huasong to be so powerful, so he ignored Mo Huasong and went ahead to kill him.

Regardless of the consequences, he would kill these hateful Li family members first.

Seeing this, Mr. Li shouted to the back: "Elder, please save our Li family."

As Mr. Li's voice sounded, a black shadow emerged from behind and shot towards Pang Wenjun.

"Hmph, I will kill anyone who stops me." Pang Wenjun is capable of killing, so he doesn't care who the Li family invites.

"Whoosh." Pang Wenjun felt powerful energy coming from in front of him and resisted his attack.

Standing in front of him was an old man about fifty years old, dressed in black, with his hands behind his back.

"Are you the great elder of the Mukong Sect?" Pang Wenjun's eyes narrowed and his face showed solemnity.

The Mukong Sect is a first-level sect in the world of martial arts. It is very powerful and cannot be matched by Pangjiazhuang's newly promoted first-level sect.

According to the regulations of the martial arts world, the Mukong Sect is not in the area of ​​Zhanhai City and cannot come to take care of Zhanhai City's affairs.

"Pang Wenjun, considering you are discerning, I thought you wanted to kill me too." The great elder of the Mukong Sect sneered.

He and Pang Wenjun both have innate initial strength, so they are not afraid of each other.

"Great Elder, we are not in conflict with each other, so you'd better not interfere in my affairs." Pang Wenjun snorted coldly: "Our masters from Pangjiazhuang are on their way, and they will probably arrive soon."

Mr. Li behind him was frightened when he heard this, and hurriedly said: "First Elder, you must protect our Li family."

The Great Elder nodded slightly: "Mr. Li, don't worry, we will definitely do what we promised you."

The reason why the Mukong faction sent the chief elder to the Li family this time was because they were entrusted by someone, mainly to kill Mo Huasong.

Unexpectedly, people like the Li family were so useless. Not only could they not kill Mo Huasong, but even Li Ka was restrained by Mo Huasong.

Pang Wenjun stood there without making a move, thinking of stalling for time and waiting for the ancestors and others to come over.

But the great elder did not let him get his wish, and instead flew towards him.

"Great Elder, do you ignore the rules of the martial arts world?" Pang Wenjun's voice was a little weak.

In their martial arts world, the rules are made by the strong, and all restrictions are only for the weak.

"Hehehe, you are all dead, who would know what is happening here?" The great elder smiled sinisterly.

For so many years, Pangjiazhuang has been a second-level sect. Unexpectedly, they were promoted to the first-level sect all of a sudden. Some people didn't like them.

Among them, there is the Mukong sect.

Now that they have such an opportunity to destroy Pangjiazhuang, how can the Mukong faction let it go?

Generally speaking, a sect that can advance to the first level will definitely have a lot of resources or mental skills to practice, which also makes the Mukong sect salivate.

"Okay, I want to see what you can do to kill me?" Pang Wenjun sneered, swung the treasure weapon in his hand and aimed it straight for the elder's throat.

Facing Pang Wenjun's powerful attack, the elder did not dodge. He just shouted low, raised his right hand, and shot a black light towards Pang Wenjun.

Pang Wenjun knew that the elder would definitely use weapons to fight him, but he didn't care.

You must know that the weapon in his hand is a treasure. It has been passed down from Pangjiazhuang for many years and cannot be compared with ordinary weapons.

Even though his martial arts skills are comparable to those of the great elder of the Mukong Sect, he has a treasure and can defeat the great elder.

With a "bang" sound, the two weapons collided together.

Pang Wenjun's face showed pride. He thought he would see the weapon in the elder's hand broken, and then ran away in fear.

But Pang Wenjun felt that with a light touch on his hand, the strong and sharp sword was cut off by one third.

"What, what's going on? This is a treasure, it's impossible." Pang Wenjun shouted in shock, as if he had been sleeping with a sow for several years.

"Hahaha, Pang Wenjun, your treasure weapon is nothing. The treasure weapon in my hand was just bought at Xingqi Pavilion." The elder smiled proudly.

Pang Wenjun shouted in fear: "You, what you are holding is the little black knife, a peerless treasure refined by Master Ba Tian?"

Pang Wenjun saw clearly that the elder was holding a small weapon only a few dozen centimeters long. What was it if it wasn't a small black knife?

Pang Wenjun had heard others talk about the sale of peerless treasures in Xingqi Pavilion, and had also seen the short knife-testing video that was posted.

Originally, Pang Wenjun thought that he would go to Wu Chaoxing early tomorrow morning to buy a small black knife, a peerless treasure. Even if it was two or three hundred million, there would be no problem.

But he didn't expect that before tomorrow, he would receive a scolding call from Mo Huasong, so he immediately came to Li's house.

Damn it, Xingqi Pavilion really didn't lie. The little black knife refined by Master Ba Tian is really a peerless treasure. The treasures passed down from their Pang family village can't compete with it.

Pang Wenjun looked at only two-thirds of the sword in his hand and felt like crying.

If the ancestor saw him destroying Pangjiazhuang's treasure, he would definitely scold him to death.

"Hahaha, Pang Wenjun, the treasures in your Pang Family Village are nothing more than this. How can they compare to the peerless treasures refined by Master Ba Tian?" the great elder roared excitedly.

The great elder just used this little black knife that cost 300 million yuan to buy, and he felt a little uneasy.

After all, what Pang Wenjun is holding is a treasure passed down by Pang Wenjun. Whether he can win or not is still unknown.

Now seeing the broken knife in Pang Wenjun's hand, he was happy.

The 300 million was well spent, and it was not in vain for him to come to Zhanhai City in person.

It turned out that the Mukong Sect heard from the Star Artifact Pavilion that the Little Black Knife was a peerless treasure, and took this opportunity to send the Great Elder to Zhanhai City.

One is to buy the small black knife refined by Master Batian, and the other is to help the Li family settle Pangjiazhuang.
Chapter completed!