Today, no matter what, it is impossible for these three guys to let him go. If they knew that the Sealing Heaven Cauldron was on him, the three of them would probably rush forward and tear him to pieces.

It's just that after all, there are two strong men at the tenth level of physical body Gathering Aperture Realm, one person at the ninth level of psychic realm, and there are twenty or thirty warriors behind them whose cultivation level is not lower than that of the sixth level of Pulse Condensation Realm. This battle will be very difficult.

The most important thing is that once the fighting starts, Mo Yang will be the brunt of the threat.

"Master, I know you are worried about me, but as your disciple, I am not afraid!" Mo Yang suddenly spoke with a firm tone.

"Okay, this is my disciple, Mu Yun, but these scum are not worthy of trapping you and me."

As the voice fell, two clanging sounds sounded at the same time, and the two Qingque swords were unsheathed together, the swords full of energy.

"It's not appropriate for so many people to bully the master and apprentice!"

Just as the fight was about to begin, a cold voice floated over.

A snow-white figure glided through the air, and a cold breath quickly filled the air.

Qin Mengyao was dressed in a long white dress, like a fairy descending to earth, with an unworldly temperament. She just had a pair of eyes, staring at the people opposite Mu Yun with murderous intent.

"You actually hid it from me. What did you take me for?"

Turning around and looking at Mu Yun, Qin Mengyao showed a hint of dissatisfaction and said angrily.

"No way, it's just right. I wanted to call you, but there were too many people, so I never had the chance!" Mu Yun scratched his head and said with a wry smile.

"You took your precious apprentice and you didn't even tell me, and you still said no!"

"Really do not have!"

"I shouldn't have cared about you and let them tear you into pieces!"

"Don't be so cruel!"

…

Seeing the two people turning a blind eye to everyone around them, Mo Yang couldn't help but smacked his mouth.

This is real killing, no joke!

"Master, Master, cough cough..." Finally unable to bear it any longer, Mo Yang tugged at the corners of their clothes.

"Shut up!"

"Shut up!"

When the two men drank, Mo Yang opened his mouth and stayed where he was.

"enough!"

Finally, Tang Mingyang and the other three couldn't bear it any longer and shouted loudly.

"You two are flirting with each other now, why don't I send you to hell to make love!"

With a low shout, Tang Mingyang was the first to be unable to bear it any longer, and with the wind whistling, he struck out with a palm.

There was a crackling sound, and the wind in Tang Mingyang's palm was mixed with traces of black air, exuding a disgusting smell.

"Poison Yin Evil Palm!"

"This Tang Mingyang actually practiced this martial art without saying a word. He really has ulterior motives."

"You two don't need to say anything sarcastic here. I'm not unaware of your hidden methods."

Tieshanhu, who had been keeping his eyes closed and adjusting his breath, suddenly spoke.

"You're a big guy, you're not that easy to die. You're fine now!"
Chapter completed!