Chen Yun was on the other side of the pile, he looked at Mo Zhiyu and was still a little stunned, and hurriedly roared loudly and rushed in the direction of Mo Zhiyu, but the resistance of the gray-clothed people was even stronger than before, which made him panic.

On the other side, a group of gray-clothed people have already taken out their own guys, and they will no longer be as perfunctory as before against Mo Zhiyu, the culprit who killed the third prince. They must let Mo Zhi die, so that he will die without a match, and there will be a lot less trouble.

And Mo Zhiyu happens to have the same idea, killing one is also killing, killing a group is also killing, then kill!

"Kill !!"

As if someone was roaring in his ears, Mo Zhiyu suddenly clenched the remnant sword in his hand uncontrollably, feeling a sinister aura rushing straight to his heart, rushing to his blood, looking at this group of gray-clothed people rushing over, he waved the remnant sword in his hand without thinking.

This remnant sword looks rusty, with less than a third of the blade left, and this blade is still broken, but with the swing of the sword, this remnant sword seems to come to life, and the invisible wind blade spreads out from the remnant sword, making up the remnant sword into a complete sword.

Mo Zhiyu swung his sword like this, killing one person with one sword, there would be no superfluous movements, and in the blink of an eye, this street was full of corpses.

Seeing their companions die here like this, the rest of the gray-clothed people were frightened, and they immediately ran towards the side of the street, and even the gray-clothed people who surrounded Chenyun did not dare to stay here, and ran away.

But Mo Zhiyu didn't intend to let them go like this, he actually came here, so let's stay!

He gritted his teeth silently, raised his sword and rushed forward, still killing one person with one sword, and there would be no superfluous movements. The more others killed, the movements of their hands were almost mechanical repetitions, and their eyes were stained red with blood.

"Drink!" Mo Zhiyu sensed that someone was approaching behind him, so he immediately roared and struck back with a sword, but this sword finally couldn't kill anyone, but someone grabbed his wrist.

Mo Zhiyu subconsciously wanted to break free of this hand, but the other party's strength was so great that he couldn't break free, so he immediately waved his other hand, one hand as a knife, with a strong wind, and slashed diagonally.

But the speed of the other party is also extremely high, and it is faster than Mo Zhiyu's move. The other party struck with a palm, accurately grasped the flaw exposed by Mo Zhiyu, slapped Mo Zhiyu's chest with one palm, and slapped Mo Zhiyu's chest with qi and blood, "kicking and staring" and retreating a few steps, tripping over the corpse on the ground, and falling to the ground. Of course, the remnant sword was also taken away.

Mo Zhiyu pressed one hand in the pool of blood on the ground, and then he came back to his senses, he gasped, only felt physically and mentally exhausted, and looked up to see Chen Yun holding the remnant sword. Chen Yun looked at him worriedly, and Mo Zhiyu also frowned, because he smelled a very strong bloody smell, and he suddenly turned his head to look around, and saw a horizontal corpse on the ground.

"I'm ......" Mo Zhiyu gasped a little heavier, he hadn't killed anyone, but he had never killed a group of people he met for the first time on the street, which made his heart suddenly very heavy.

"Blame me," Chen Yun held the remnant sword tightly in one hand and stretched out his hand towards Mo Zhiyu, "This sword has demonic properties and can deceive people's hearts, but I didn't expect that this sword could inspire such a strong killing intent in your heart." ”

Mo Zhiyu did not respond to Chen Yun immediately, but was silent for a while. He knew the murderous nature of Tian'a Sword, and he would easily devour a person's flesh and blood. However, he has never been controlled by Tian'a Sword, and has become a pure killing machine.

Mo Zhiyu stared at the Human Emperor Sword in Chen Yun's hand, this remnant sword that had not yet been refined into the Heavenly Sword, did it have such control?!

"Brother Moon!" Chen Yun looked at Mo Zhiyu worriedly and called out eagerly.

Mo Zhiyu raised his hand at this time, wiped the blood stains on the palm of his hand, reached out and grabbed Chenyun's hand, stood up from the ground, and then looked at Chenyun and said, "This sword is very powerful." ”

Chen Yun shook his head, tore off the hem of his clothes, slowly wrapped the remnant sword, and said, "This is not a sword. ”

Mo Zhiyu didn't understand what Chen Yun meant, but he looked at the corpse on the ground, and there was a gray-clothed man running for his life in the distance. So he immediately said, "Let's go quickly, the people of Qinjiabao will get the news soon!" ”

"Let's go!" Chen Yun said to go, and turned directly to lead the way.

But at this moment, the two felt an extremely strong pressure, which seemed to fall from the sky, and then a strong wind came, and Mo Zhiyu and Chen Yun hurriedly responded with their palms.

"Boom!"

The two of them hit a person's palm at the same time, but they were also shocked back at the same time, fell to the bottom, and rolled back a few times, and a mouthful of blood came out on the spot.

"Shaft dares!" This loud roar, the sound rumbled, almost shattering the eardrums.

Mo Zhiyu looked up and saw the man in the brown robe he had seen before, the so-called Qinjiabao Castle Lord!

"Castle Master!" Several gray-clothed men ran out of the alley next to them, pointing at Mo Zhiyu and crying and shouting, "He killed the third son!" The Third Son...... The third prince died so miserably! ”

Then, a man in gray immediately dragged the body of the third prince out of the corpse pile.

The lord of Qinjiabao glared at Mo Zhiyu, and his eyes were already red with anger: "You! It's you! ”

Chen Yun was still lying on the ground, looking at Mo Zhiyu suspiciously, he didn't expect Mo Zhiyu to recognize the castle master of Qinjiabao, no, it should be said that the castle master of Qinjiabao recognized him.

"I just gave you back your freedom, and you repay me like this?!" Under the anger of Qin Jiabao, he was full of momentum and agitated the robes around him.

But as a party concerned, Mo Zhiyu did not feel surprised and in danger, but fell into thinking. So far, he has guessed some plots. That third prince is probably the son of the lord of Qinjiabao. turned out to be such a plot, then Yuetong and Chenyun have already formed a bond with Qinjiabao.

Although the current Moon Pupil and Chen Yun are both people with Yuan Li, but in this era, Yuan Li is not popular after all, and the two of them who are the initiators are crossing the river by feeling the stones. Therefore, although both of them have Yuan Force, they are no match for a martial artist like the Qinjiabao Castle Lord who has been practicing for many years.

This is the crisis.

However, history proves that Yuetong and Chenyun walked out of Qinjiabao alive and fought the world alive, so this crisis naturally has a way to resolve it. But how?

Fight by force? It can be seen from the palm just now that neither he nor Chen Yun's all-out efforts are the opponents of this Qinjiabao Castle Lord. Then, it's just a matter of luck.

(End of chapter)