Suddenly, the sound of flying came from behind. Pang Wenjun turned around and saw that it was Pang Xiangliang coming with a dozen masters from Pangjiazhuang.

Because time was urgent, Pang Xiangliang came over with all the elites from Pangjiazhuang, all of whom were masters of acquired eighth-level martial arts or above.

"Mr. Mo, don't worry, we are here to help you and we will definitely kill them all." Pang Xiangliang looked at Mr. Li and the others murderously.

Huh? It’s strange, why are so many people in the Li family dead? There are only two people, Pang Wenjun and Mr. Mo, so they probably didn’t do it. Could it be that the Li family killed each other?

"Ancestor, there is a master of innate transformation." Pang Wenjun pointed at Zou Yiqiu and said fearfully.

Pang Xiangliang turned his head and saw Zou Yiqiu, his expression changed.

"How is this possible? How could the Li family hire such a powerful master?" Pang Xiangliang shouted in surprise.

Even if the Li family spent all their financial resources, they would only be able to hire a master at the first level of Xiantian. A master like Zou Yiqiu, who is at the first level of Xiantian, is not someone you can hire if you have money.

After breaking through the Xiantian Realm, you will reach the Grandmaster realm. Even in China, there are very few masters who have reached the Grandmaster realm.

Pang Wenjun said with a sad face: "Yes, ancestor, I don't think it is possible, but the fact is right in front of us. I advised Mr. Mo, a good man, not to suffer the immediate loss, but to leave first, but he refused. Now we want to leave, but we can't.

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"We go together, I don't believe we can't deal with that person together." Pang Xiangliang gritted his teeth.

"By the way, Ancestor, these are the little black knives that Mr. Mo gave us. They were refined by Master Ba Tian." Pang Wenjun hurriedly took out those little black knives. "The treasures in our Pangjiazhuang can't beat it. It has been beaten just now."

The great elder of the Mukong sect cut it off."

Pang Wenjun told everything about what had just happened.

"A peerless treasure refined by the legendary Master Ba Tian!" Pang Xiangliang's eyes widened in excitement. "Hahaha, Pang Wenjun, now that we have this treasure, we can compete with him."

Pang Xiangliang held the small black knife in his hand and felt a lot more courageous.

So, Pang Xiangliang and the dozen or so people flew towards Zou Yiqiu together.

Zou Yiqiu snorted coldly, with contempt in his eyes: "You ignorant people, I have never heard of Master Ba Tian in the world of cultivation. Since you are talking about peerless treasures, then I will let you see me.

It’s a powerful treasure in your hand.”

Zou Yiqiu shook his right hand and swung a soft sword forward like a poisonous snake.

Zou Yiqiu wanted to compete with Pang Xiangliang and others in a weapons competition, so he swung his soft sword and struck at the small black knife in Pang Xiangliang's hand.

You must know that Zou Yiqiu's treasured weapon was made by a well-known weapon-refining master in the world of cultivation. It is so sharp that it will break in half when other weapons touch it.

"Cang." When Zou Yiqiu's soft sword struck the little black knife, the soft sword swung and a big gap was cut out.

Zou Yiqiu shouted in surprise: "How is this possible?"

That move just now, if he hadn't quickly pulled back the soft sword, might have been cut off by Pang Xiangliang's little black knife.

This soft sword was priceless. At that time, he spent a lot of treasures in exchange for this valuable weapon.

Now that Pang Xiangliang had slashed him like this with just one move, he wanted to tear the opponent into pieces.

"Wow, Pang Wenjun, this little black knife is really a good thing." Pang Xiangliang's eyes were shining.

It was really unexpected for him to be able to use the little black knife to cause a disadvantage to a master of the Xiantian Transformation Realm.

Pang Wenjun smiled proudly: "Of course, this is a peerless treasure refined by Master Ba Tian. Mr. Mo is so generous, he just gave us a few."

Thinking of this, Pang Wenjun looked at the other two small black knives in Mo Huasong's hands with envy.

If Mo Huasong also had a lot of small black knives and gave them to Pangjiazhuang, then they would make a lot of money.

Zou Yiqiu said coldly: "Huh, who is Pangjiazhuang? Do you think you can deal with me with a peerless weapon?"

After saying that, Zou Yiqiu took back the soft sword and walked towards Pang Xiangliang and the others with bare hands.

At this time, Zou Yiqiu's eyes were fixed on the little black knife in Pang Xiangliang's hands. It was a good treasure. If he could get it back to his master, his master would definitely praise him highly.

"Let's go together." Pang Xiangliang was overjoyed when he saw that Zou Yiqiu didn't use weapons, and hurriedly rushed towards Zou Yiqiu with his sword.

"Swish, swish, swish." More than a dozen figures attacked Zou Yiqiu quickly, making it dizzying.

"Shengtian is overwhelming!" Zou Yiqiu sneered, and struck forward with both hands. The air in front was penetrated, and powerful energy surged toward Pang Xiangliang and the others like an overwhelming mountain.

"Not good." Pang Xiangliang was panicked.

He felt that there was a powerful wall of air in front of him, making it impossible for them to rush through.

Zou Yiqiu laughed wildly and said: "Now, do you know how terrible the disparity in strength is? If you all have innate strength and have such powerful treasures, I would be a little afraid. But your strength is too weak."

"Now, you all go to hell." Before he finished speaking, Zou Yiqiu pressed his hand, and the wall of air directly covered Pang Xiangliang and the others.

"Ah ah ah." Pang Wenjun and the others felt their energy and blood rising, and then they were all crushed to the ground.

"Strong, too strong." Pang Xiangliang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and got up from the ground with difficulty.

Zou Yiqiu defeated them with just one move. Their strength was really very different.

If Zou Yiqiu hadn't wanted to test weapons with them just now, they would have been injured early on.

Even though the little black knives in their hands were powerful, they couldn't get close to Zou Yiqiu at all.

Zou Yiqiu used his powerful internal force to directly crush them from a distance, forcing them to admit defeat.

When Mr. Li saw Zou Yiqiu defeating Pang Xiangliang and more than a dozen of them with one move, he clapped his hands excitedly and shouted: "Hahaha, Master Zou, you are really powerful, kill them all without leaving any one behind."

Mr. Li saw that the younger generation of the Li family was killed by Mo Huasong, and now he wants to eat his flesh and drink his blood.

Pang Wenjun fearfully said to Pang Xiangliang: "Ancestor, let's escape separately. If one of us can escape, that's the only one."

Pang Xiangliang shook his head in frustration: "He is too strong, and we were injured again, so we can't escape."

"Is our Pangjiazhuang finished like this?" Pang Wenjun shouted unwillingly.

Pang Wenjun looked at Mo Huasong with a bit of resentment. If it hadn't been for him, nothing would have happened to Pangjiazhuang.

"Hahaha, if you want to blame, just blame it on being related to Mo Huasong. Otherwise, nothing will happen to your Pangjiazhuang. But you provoked me today. From tomorrow on, there will be no Pangjiazhuang in this world." Zou Yiqiu's

There was a strong murderous look in his eyes.

After he kills Mo Huasong and others, he will immediately go to Pangjiazhuang and kill all the chickens and dogs.
Chapter completed!