Ling Fei walked slowly towards Mo Zhentian, and a faint red light flashed on the Blood Drinking Sword. Perhaps because of feeling Ling Fei's murderous intent, the sword body kept trembling, and a crisp sword roar made a sound, which seemed very joyful.

Seeing this, Mo Xiongyang's eyes narrowed, blocked Mo Zhentian's body, and shouted: "Ling Fei, what do you want to do?"

Ling Fei sneered: "Do you still need to ask? I naturally want his life!"

"You are looking for death!" Hearing Ling Fei's words, Mo Xiongyang's eyes cold. He loved his son very much and could not tolerate any mistakes, but Ling Fei always touched his bottom line, not to mention that this was in his Mo family.

Mo Xiong Yang turned into black streaming light, looking away from the distance, like a lightning bolt breaking out of the air, a ball of light condensed in the palm of his palm and shot straight into the flying.

But Ling Fei was very calm, unmoved at all, did not develop his defense, and still walked towards Mo Zhentian on his own.

Seeing Mo Xiongyang's attack arrive, Zhang Wei's body shaking, blocking Ling Fei's face, and exerting an offensive to counteract the attack.

Staying away from each other, Zhang Wei laughed and said, "Master of the Mo family, your opponent is me."

Ling Fei's expression remained unchanged. He knew that Zhang Wei would definitely take action. Perhaps because he had experienced too many battles, the two of them had an inexplicable tacit understanding in their cooperation, and they could think of one thing.

In addition, he believed that Zhang Wei would definitely take action. This was Ling Fei's trust in Zhang Wei. In his eyes, the latter was a person who could be completely trusted and a friend who could make his back!

In fact, this was a bet, but the bet was very big. Once you lost, you might lose your life, but it was obvious that Ling Fei was right. Zhang Wei never let him down, never once!

Mo Xiongyang was determined to intercept Ling Fei's footsteps, but Zhang Wei did not give him such a chance. Although Mo Xiongyang's cultivation is higher than him, Zhang Wei was at the same level as the Yuan Dynasty and could be invincible in a short time.

Mo Xiongyang was unable to do so, so he had to shout to the more than thirty subordinates: "Try to protect the young master, if you violate it, you will be executed by random swords!" He was just a slaughter, hoping to scare these fencemen.

"Yes!" These people hurriedly replied. They all knew that once Mo Zhentian had any danger, they would be implicated. Even if they were unwilling to do so, they would have to bite the bullet.

Looking at everyone coldly, Ling Fei said indifferently: "The Mo family will have a great disaster. You have nothing to do with the Mo family. If you hear me, you should leave as soon as possible to avoid losing your life!"

Upon hearing this, everyone was ready to move, hesitating and looking at each other. They were just servants of the Mo family, not dead soldiers, who would be willing to fight for their lives?

Seeing this, Mo Xiongyang was furious. These dog slaves were really unreliable. He really wanted to tear them apart.

The enemy is facing the enemy. No matter how angry Mo Xiongyang is, he can only forcibly suppress the anger in his heart, calm down, and say to everyone: "Listen, as long as the young master is safe and sound this time, everyone can get a top-quality magic weapon!"

When many people heard Mo Xiongyang's words, they were moved in their hearts and their eyes shone. Obviously, what he said made people feel moved. Even if they died here, the so-called "people die for money and birds die for food" is the reason.

They looked at each other and nodded, and rushed towards Ling Fei.

Seeing this, Ling Fei couldn't help but snorted coldly. He was not a villain who liked to easily kill people's lives, so he said that before. But these people were too greedy and did not hesitate to bet on their lives. Since that's the case, he can't blame him.

Red light flashed around his body, emitting a sharp aura. He held the Blood Drinking Sword, and Ling Fei used Luo Shang, and his ghostly figure swept out quickly.

The sword light waved, and a blood light flashed out, slashing across the neck of the Mo family's subordinate. Before the man could react, he fell into a pool of blood.

Ling Fei smiled evilly, appeared behind another person, raised his hand and waved his palm.

However, this man was very alert. He noticed Ling Fei's movements and quickly turned around to resist. However, his cultivation was insufficient and he was shocked by a palm. Then, two more people came to Ling Fei.

Seeing this, Ling Fei had to give up his move first, dodge his body quickly, leaving a afterimage on the spot, and easily dodge the attack.

At the same time, this person felt a chill behind his back, and then his body lost consciousness.

Ling Fei used the same method, relying on the advantages of Luoshang Jue to keep shuttled among the crowd, and countless afterimages were everywhere.

The Blood Drinking Swords slashed across the bodies one by one, and ten subordinates in the field fell to the ground safely, and their breath disappeared at the same time. These people did not close their eyes until they died. They could not think of how they died!

After killing the ten subordinates of the Mo family, Ling Fei stood in the distance. Although his expression was cold, a little solemn flashed in his eyes. It was just that he was well concealed, and a few drops of sweat overflowed from his forehead.

Ling Fei's injuries did not recover and he could not exert much strength at all. He wasted a lot of energy by killing these people just now, which consumed too much and his body was under too heavy load, so he was very weak at this moment.

The remaining twenty people in the Mo family also noticed Ling Fei's abnormality.

One of the sharp-eyed men shouted: "Don't panic, everyone, this kid has no strength now. He is just bluffing and everyone goes together. If you kill him, we will get good weapons."

"Yes, don't leave the order, he will do anything."

Everyone discussed with each other, as if Ling Fei had become a fish that could be slaughtered.

Ling Fei looked cold. He had faced crises countless times and survived. With the perseverance in his heart, he has come step by step to the present.

Now that he is just some other subordinates of the Xuanshi rank, how could he be afraid? When he thought that Yu'er was still unconscious in the Elder's Court, Ling Fei couldn't help but feel murderous intent and immediately burst out with powerful energy.

Rushing towards these people, Ling Fei waved his blood-drinking sword and slashed down angrily.

Two more people stopped breathing, and didn't even have time to scream, their bodies slowly stiffened and fell down.

The surface of the Blood Drinking Sword was covered with a layer of strange red light, and the sword body was covered with blood.

At this moment, no one, including Ling Fei, noticed that the Blood Drinking Sword had changed slightly.

The blood on the sword gradually became less and it was swallowed up, which was horrifying.

Ling Fei focused all his attention on Mo Zhentian and knew nothing about it. He was just constantly killing people. Before the blood was completely swallowed up, he was stained with new blood.

Finally, more than 30 subordinates of the Mo family were killed, and the only one standing was Mo Zhentian.

Mo Zhentian looked panicked, his legs were trembling, and he couldn't help but retreat. Ling Fei was like a god of killing in his heart. Such a trembling murderous aura did not seem to be what a boy had.

In the battle three months ago, Ling Fei did not have this kind of hostility at all. Only by killing many people would it gradually form.

Mo Zhentian could not imagine, but in just three months, what did Ling Fei experience? Not only did he improve his cultivation, but the aura he emitted was also so sharp.

Mo Zhentian regretted it at this moment. He shouldn't have offended Ling Fei before. If it weren't for this, he would still be the eldest son of the Mo family happily, but now Ling Fei is in front of him. His life seems to no longer belong to him.

Ling Fei took out a lot of pills to restore energy from the Light Spirit Ring. While he was healing his injuries, he walked towards Mo Zhentian and said coldly: "What's wrong with Master Mo? Are you scared?"

Mo Zhentian panicked: "You... don't come over. If I had something to do, my father wouldn't let you go."

Bang!

Ling Fei kicked Mo Zhentian in the chest and said in a deep voice: "Are you threatening me? You chose the wrong person. Don't worry, it's just the beginning. Not only you, Mo Xiongyang and Mo Hai, and the entire Mo family, will also pay the price!"

"Suffer to die!"

Ling Fei stopped talking nonsense, pointed the tip of the sword at Mo Zhentian, and stabbed him with a cover of his ears.

Unfortunately, all this was not as good as Ling Fei thought. Mo Zhentian formed a defensive light shield outside his body and saved him.

"Young people, it's best to stay on the front line when doing things, why bother killing them!"

A voice came from the void and echoed in the empty courtyard. At the same time, a pressure hit Ling Fei, making him breathless.

The two elders watching the battle appeared in front of Ling Fei to block the pressure.

The third elder sneered: "Since you are here, please show up and see you!"

I saw a flash of waving in the void, and three figures appeared, with their heads gray. They were the three old men, the elders of the Mo family.

The fifth elder looked solemn and said in a deep voice: "As an elder of the Mo family, he actually attacked a junior. Are you not afraid of being ridiculed when it is heard?"

Mo Feng, the elder of the Mo family, spoke, "You all came to my Mo family. If I don't reply, wouldn't it seem that my Mo family doesn't know how to treat guests?"

The second elder Mo Kun said, "Since you are here, stay all of them!"

"Haha!" A calm voice came from the void, and he smiled faintly: "Elder Mo Kun was so angry. I want to see how you can keep my Ling clan's people!"
Chapter completed!