"This is… "
"Sky Shadow Forbidden Technique!"
Qing Cong's pupils shrank violently.
Mo Wentian in front of him was really too fast.
That speed was like a ghost, just a few feet away, but in an instant...
He has already arrived at Qingcong's side!
"Sixth level of heaven..."
"You dare to ignore me?"
Mo Wentian raised the corner of his mouth. Even Mo Wentian himself didn't know how terrifying Mo Wentian was now.
But Mo Wentian knew that killing a Qingcong...
Absolutely a breeze!
"Jian Po Tian!"
"Buzzing..."
Terrible sword energy, crazy wantonness.
The sword intent spread, and Qing Cong felt that one after another, sharp edges were forcing towards him, as if the next moment...
He will be killed by this sword!
"What a terrifying sword intent..."
Qing Cong's eyes were filled with shock.
He wanted to retreat, but after looking at Qing Ping and Qing Jun next to him, Qing Cong gritted his teeth and stood still.
If he backs off now...
Then his majesty will undoubtedly be reduced to the lowest level!
By the time…
How could he have a share in the position of palace master!
"Not retreating?"
The sneer in Mo Wentian's eyes grew stronger and stronger.
The Qing Cong in front of me...
If he retreats, there is still some chance!
but now…
"kill!"
A cold voice struck, and the next moment, the imperial sword in Mo Wentian's hand fell toward Qingcong like lightning.
Qing Cong gritted his teeth and took out an imperial sword...
Block it in your chest!
"Click..."
A clear voice came out, and the moment the imperial sword in Mo Wentian's hand fell...
In Qingcong’s heart!
I started to regret it...
"Pfft..."
After spitting out a mouthful of blood, Qing Cong felt an incomparable power...
Rushed into his own body.
This force was destroying his body crazily...
"How can this be… "
"My sword energy can't be dispelled!"
Qing Cong, his face is a little pale.
The sword energy rushed directly into his Dantian, and the aura on Qing Cong's body instantly became extremely chaotic!
"Qingcong..."
"Failed!"
"Wow..."
A series of noisy voices came, looking at Mo Wentian in front of the Qing Mansion...
Everyone’s eyes were filled with disbelief!
Mo Wentian won, and even Qing Cong, one of the three deputy masters of the Qing Mansion, fell under Mo Wentian's sword.
That sword, in the core hall...
Who else can block it
"This kid..."
"Something weird!"
Qingping and Qingjun quickly retreated, looking at Mo Wentian...
The eyes of the two began to twinkle!
"Zhang Heng..."
"How did this person bully you?"
His eyes fell on Zhang Heng, and Mo Wentian's eyes were filled with indifference.
"How else?"
Zhang Heng's body trembled slightly, Mo Wentian...
Are you actually standing up for him
"Master, I..."
Zhang Heng's voice was a little hoarse.
At this moment, he felt very complicated. Although he was a disciple of Qingfu, Qingfu...
But he treated him as a slave!
And Mo Wentian...
"Master, he cut off our hamstrings. Our current cultivation level..."
"It has completely disappeared!"
"He made us slaves and humiliated us every day... "
Qing Gu stood up and said with a vicious face.
"Broken hamstring!"
"Humiliation..."
Mo Wentian's eyes were filled with indifference.
On the ground, Qing Cong's face was extremely pale. At this moment, a feeling of regret suddenly rose in his heart!
He regretted that he had offended Mo Wentian!
"Tianwen, I am from Qingfu, could it be that you..."
"You still dare to touch me?"
Looking at Mo Wentian, Qing Cong shouted with a fierce expression!
"Touch you?"
Mo Wentian smiled contemptuously, and then step by step...
Go towards Qingcong!
"Tianwen, how dare you..."
"Tianwen, stop..."
…
A series of low shouts came, and Qing Cong's eyes were filled with fear.
Qingping and Qingjun's eyes were full of surprise and doubt, could it be Mo Wentian...
Do you really dare to take action
"Qing Cong's brother, he is a disciple of the Presbyterian Academy. This kid can't really..."
"Let's touch Qing Cong!"
An exclamation sounded from the crowd.
"Not to mention the Seventh Elder, Qingchou is originally a disciple of the True Inheritance Hall. It is rumored that this person's cultivation has reached the peak of the seventh level of the Heaven Realm. In this True Inheritance Ranking Competition, he may..."
"Will enter the top ten!"
"If Tianwen dares to touch him, Qingchou will never let him go!"
"That's right..."
There were discussions all around, but Mo Wentian's eyes were extremely calm...
"Mo Wentian, you..."
"Crack!"
Mo Wentian's kick landed on Qing Cong's calf.
The next moment, a crisp sound came, and Qing Cong's calf was instantly crushed by Mo Wentian's foot!
"ah… "
A scream came from the small courtyard.
"What an arrogant Mo Wentian!"
"This kid..."
"It's simply lawless!"
…
The people around him couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
Zhang Heng and others also had faces full of shock, that was Qing Cong.
Let’s not talk about his identity for now, but he is just the title of Deputy Palace Master of Qing Mansion!
It’s enough to scare countless people!
But Mo Wentian…
"This kick is for Zhang Heng!"
The corner of Mo Wentian's mouth curled up into an evil smile, and then he kicked down again...
"Crack!"
A crisp sound came, the sound of bones breaking...
It makes people’s scalp numb!
Qing Cong’s other foot…
It was also trampled to pieces by Mo Wentian!
"This kick..."
"It's for Qing Gu!"
Mo Wentian's eyes were filled with indifference.
"This kid..."
"very scary!"
Qingping and Qingjun's eyes were filled with shock.
I was even more grateful in my heart. Fortunately, they didn't take action against Zhang Heng and the others!
"Tianwen, you must die a good death!"
"You dare to break my legs, I want you to die..."
"Roar… "
Qing Cong's eyes were extremely crazy.
His legs were trampled off. Although he could be reattached, from now on, what kind of dignity would he have in the Human Emperor Sword Sect
"You want me to die?"
Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly turned cold!
Cold murderous intent...
Let everyone tremble slightly!
"Master of the Palace..."
Zhang Heng couldn't help but stand up!
He fears…
Mo Wentian killed Qing Cong!
"What's the matter with you?"
Looking at Zhang Heng, Mo Wentian frowned and asked.
"Master, already..."
"about there!"
Zhang Heng gritted his teeth and said.
"about there… "
Mo Wentian smiled lightly, this Zhang Heng can still be cultivated...
"Remember..."
"Every disciple of my Tianfu cannot be bullied. Who dares to bully..."
"This is what he will end up with!"
Mo Wentian's eyes were extremely cold.
"That's what happened to him..."
Everyone's bodies trembled. On the ground, Qing Cong was lying on the ground, his face extremely pale.
"Tianfu..."
"Don't offend!"
In everyone's mind, Tianfu was secretly included in the blacklist. The next time they see people from Tianfu...
Absolutely, don’t offend me again!
"Yes, Palace Master!"
Zhang Heng quickly and respectfully agreed.
"Tianwen..."
"You also beat our people, and you also took Zhang Heng and others away..."
"Now, you can go!"
At this moment, Qingping suddenly stood up and said with twinkling eyes.