When Zhuge Pangpang saw this posture, he wiped his mouth and threw the remaining chicken leg bone towards Mo Changfeng, "I will give it to you, you are shameless old man, you are the chicken leg of Fatty!"

While saying that the chicken leg in Zhuge Pangpang's hand hit Mo Changbang's beard, and his body, like a ball, moved towards the ghost face slave.

Mo Changxu didn't expect that Zhuge Pangpang would actually smash himself with a chicken leg. He thought that his strong man in the Heavenly Realm was also a person below one person and above ten thousand people in the sect, so he couldn't help but be furious!

Bang--

Mo Changfeng slapped his palm, and the chicken legs turned into powder in the air, "Boy, since you are looking for death, I will send you back!"

After saying that, Mo Changxu immediately came to Zhuge Pangpang and slapped his chest with a palm.

Ruoshi in the distance showed a hint of excitement on her face, wishing that Zhuge Pangpang would die immediately.

snort!

A cold snorted, and Mo Changfeng felt a terrifying knife intent coming to his face, and the knife light made his face hurt.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly enough, retreated quickly and punched him out!

A buzzing sound of the knife sounded, but no sign of the knife was seen.

Mo Changxu felt inexplicably cold in her heart, and she even took a breath of air conditioning.

If he had slowed down just now, his whole body would be divided into two by the sword light!

Cold sweat suddenly emerged from his head, and Mo Changxu's old eyes stared at the masked ghost-faced slave beside Zhuge Pangpang, squirming his throat.

"I dare to ask which sect is the senior from?"

Mo Changfeng wiped his sweat. He dared not be disrespectful. The ghost-faced slave's sword intent was too strong.

Everyone gasped, but never expected that the masked man next to Zhuge Pangpang who said nothing was actually a master.

And without seeing how he took action, he forced Mo Xuyou from the Heavenly Realm to retreat.

"The people of Yunsha Sect are getting less and less promising." The ghost-faced slave looked at Mo Changxu who was arrogant just now, coldly, "That's what Mo Wenqiu taught you?"

Mo Wenqiu said the three words "Mo Changju" and Mo Changju shivered, "Senior, do you know the sect leader? I wonder what you call him?"

"Just because you are not qualified to know my name!" The ghost-faced slave said in a bad tone, "First discipline the people below, and then talk to me!"

Ruoshi next to him was so scared that she was so scared that she said, "Great, Great Elder... Disciple knows..."

"Bang!"

Mo Changxu slapped her directly and scolded her: "Bastard, before you even figured out the matter, you just scrambled and bitten it, which almost made me become enemies with my senior!"

"Great Elder, Disciple..."

Ruoshi was slapped by Mo Changfeng, and her beautiful face was swollen and tall.

This slap not only hit Ruoshi's face, but also hit the faces of many sects and ancient disciples.

Unexpectedly, the most inconspicuous ghost-faced slave was such a master, and Mo Changxu admitted his fear in one sentence.

"Disciple knows the mistake..."

If the poem comes back to its senses, tears flowing.

Mo Changxu snorted and bowed to the ghost-faced slave, "Senior, I am not well disciplined. Senior, don't be surprised. I dare to ask whether you are with the sect leader..."

"Don't ask Qiu to lose to me back then. Go back and ask him, does the injury from the knife still hurt?"

The Ghost Face Slave's answer was extremely domineering. He told Mo Changxu directly that your sect leader was cut by me back then, so you are considered a furious one!

Upon hearing this, Mo Changfeng's face changed drastically.

Obviously, he knew the sword wound of the sect leader Mo Wenqiu, "Senior, senior is a ghost..."

"Okay, don't be upset here!"

The ghost-faced slave interrupted Mo Changxu, "If the disciples of Yunsha Sect are no longer tactful, don't blame me for killing her with one knife!"

"If you don't agree, you can ask Mo Wenqiu to come to argue with me!"

Faced with the threat of the ghost-faced slave, Mo Changxu did not dare to refute, but just whispered: "I will definitely discipline the disciples in the sect well and will never provoke seniors."

As he said that, Mo Changxu took Ruoshi and other disciples to the side, as if waiting for someone.

"Junior Sister Shi, I have a high-quality spiritual medicine. You can apply it so that you won't have scars on your face."

A young and handsome man showed kindness to Ruoshi and handed over a bottle of spiritual medicine.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Ziqing." Ruoshi took the medicine and showed a hint of shyness. "Ruoshi will definitely repay Senior Brother Ziqing in the future."

Du Ziqing smiled faintly, looked at the pitiful and heart-wrenching Ruo Shi, and whispered: "Junior Sister Ruo Shi is out, and when my master comes, I will definitely let the master avenge you."

"Senior Brother Ziqing's master? Senior Lingyun?" Ruoshi showed surprise, as if she had forgotten the pain.

Du Ziqing nodded, with a hint of smugness and pride on her face, "That's it."

"Senior Lingyun is a strong man who has been famous for decades and is quite prestigious." Ruoshi's thoughts became active again, "Will Senior Brother Ziqing really let Senior Lingyun stand up for me?"

"Our Ling Sect is among the top ten in the Hidden Sect." Du Ziqing glanced at Zhuge Pangpang, who took out a chicken leg from somewhere, and lowered his voice, "I think, no matter how powerful a masked man is, he cannot be better than our Ling Sect, right?"

"Senior Brother Ziqing said."

Ruo Shi smiled sweetly and grabbed Du Ziqing's arm, "Senior Brother Ruo Shi Ziqing can really avenge me, Ruo Shi... Ruo Shi is willing to do anything."

Du Ziqing smelled the faint fragrance on Ruoshi's body and felt aroused in his heart.

"Junior Sister Ruoshi is really willing to do anything?" Du Ziqing asked tentatively.

Hearing Du Ziqing's question, Ruoshi's cheeks flushed slightly and nodded gently, "Yes."

"Okay." Du Ziqing suppressed his excitement, "When my master comes, I will definitely be fair for my junior sister."

On the other side.

The gray-haired old man with a red silk ribbon on his head looked a little solemn, "Brother Mo, what is the origin of that person?"

He and Mo Changxu sent a message.

Mo Changhui had a little fear on his face and carefully sent a message to the gray-haired old man, "Brother Sun, he was the fierce man who killed people so much that he would slash him every time he killed a hundred people..."

"Ghost-faced slave!" Sun Ruhai's face was filled with shock, "He...he is still alive!"

"If it weren't for the terrifying sword just now, I wouldn't believe it was a ghost-faced slave." Mo Changxu felt that his face was still a little painful, as if the ghost-faced slave's sword had really hit his face.

Sun Ruhai quickly hid the shock on his face, "I really couldn't imagine... But so what if he was alive? Now there are countless powerful people in the Hidden Sect, can you still be afraid of him?"

"The leader of our Yunsha Sect was defeated by him back then." Mo Changxu sighed helplessly.

Sun Ruhai secretly glanced at the ghost-faced slave who closed his eyes and rested his mind again, and said to Mo Changxu: "The people from the Dao Sect, Ling Sect, and Qi Sect are all here. I heard that the Lingyun masters from the Ling Sect will come, and some will see them at that time."

Mo Changxu was stunned and showed a hint of joy, "Did you say that Lingyun Master would settle the score with the ghost-faced slave in the past?"

"Absolute!" Sun Ruhai chuckled in a low voice, "The people of Lingyun are not a good-looking lamp... Let's wait and watch the fun!"
Chapter completed!