Xuanyuan Moze stared at the old man with cold eyes. He swung the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand and chopped it down on the opponent's shoulder. He held it with his clasped hands, but the blade was still stuck on his shoulder. Because he couldn't chop it down anymore, he pulled the hand holding the sword back. The moment he pulled the Xuanyuan Sword back, the old man cried out in pain, and blood splattered out from the hand holding the Xuanyuan Sword and the shoulder that was cut by the sword.
He did not give him a chance to breathe. The moment he pulled back the Xuanyuan Sword, the blade in his hand attacked again, quickly and fiercely hitting his fatal spot.
Seeing this, the old man gritted his teeth and dropped suddenly from mid-air into the yard below. He pushed with both hands and a powerful force came out, knocking things in the yard everywhere and scattering them, making a rumbling sound that echoed throughout the house.
He listened carefully, hoping to hear the crying of a child, but no matter how much noise he made, he could not hear any crying of a child in the house, so he had no idea in which room in the courtyard the two children were hidden.
"You want to find my children?" Xuanyuan Moze sneered, raised the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand, and pointed the tip of the sword at him: "You may not know yet? Your sect has become a ruin. As for my children, you are not qualified to see them!"
As soon as the voice fell, Xuanyuan Moze's figure flashed, and the sword blade instantly split into three and attacked the old man below.
In one part of the house, the monk looked at the two people fighting. His eyes swept across Xuanyuan Moze and then fell on the old man. He said, "Is this man the leader of the hidden sect?"
Yingyi was standing not far behind and watching. When he heard the monk's words, he did not answer, but just looked at the old man whose expression seemed to gradually become different.
His aura gradually changed, and his eyes gradually turned blood red. Because of the change in his aura, his whole aura instantly changed. The old man who had originally avoided a head-on confrontation with his master, at this moment, actually turned around and greeted him, and a voice filled with hostility came out of his mouth.
"I'm going to kill you! Kill you!"
The violent aura burst out from his body, and the powerful airflow attacked Xuanyuan Moze fiercely, as if he wanted to fight for his life and then survive. He actually had a fighting style that was risking his life.
As soon as Feng Jiu and Du Fan entered the city, they felt something was wrong. The power and pressure of the fight between two powerful God Kings spread out, and could be felt by cultivators in every corner of the city.
Therefore, as soon as they entered the city, they felt the powerful pressure looming over the city.
"As expected, they are here." Feng Jiu said, with a hint of coldness in her clear eyes, and said to Du Fan: "Let's go!"
Du Fan led her to the house, but did not take her back directly. He sent her to a place near the house and said, "Master, you are injured now and your strength has not recovered yet. It is better not to get too close. Just watch here first! With Lord Yan at home, nothing will happen."
Leng Shuang and Ye Feifei also went to the side, but from here they could not see the battle situation in the yard.