Doomed, the whole sect begged me to come out of the mountain

Mo Yu's voice was icy cold, like an eternal frost.

"Which sect are you from?"

When she said this, her indifferent eyes fell on the leading disciple, and the corner of her mouth curled up into a cold arc.

The disciple noticed it, looked at her in horror, and moved out calmly.

But the male disciple's words provoked the anger of these disciples.

"Tuoyue Sect, our Holy Spirit Sect is at odds with you!"

"Bastard! The junior sister who killed us is still acting so arrogantly here. You Tuoyuezong are really deceiving people. We will definitely report this matter to the suzerain!"

"Brothers, let's kill them!"

"Kill them!"

In the middle of the night, there was such a noisy movement here that people from other sects also came to watch the commotion.

At this juncture, the Zongmen will basically not cause trouble, but now that there is a lot of fun to watch, they all look outside.

When they heard that they had something to do with Tuoyuezong, these disciples all showed signs of understanding.

Zhong Bi also got the news and couldn't sleep, so he sat at the table and drank tea.

The two senior sisters Yun Feifei and Cong Niao who were in charge of taking care of her were also sitting at the table.

Not long after, a male disciple came to report the situation.

"It was people from the Tuoyue Sect who killed a female disciple of the Holy Spirit Sect, and they are still arguing about it."

Hearing the familiar name of the sect, Zhong Bi raised his eyes.

"Tuo Yuezong?"

The male disciple said angrily: "That's right, it's the man who stared at my junior sister rudely. He killed someone."

"What's the matter with the Tuoyue Sect? The last time the sect was appraised, it didn't stop. Only this kind of sect that always uses small hands and feet will use this method to show off."

After the male disciple finished speaking, he carefully looked at the expressions of several people.

Zhong Bi was extraordinarily calm, but said indifferently: "Don't meddle in other people's business, just step back."

The male disciple gritted his teeth unwillingly.

"Junior Sister, the Holy Spirit Sect has already fought with the Tuoyue Sect, do you want us to take advantage of this moment to let out a sigh of relief?"

The two senior sisters are already eager to try.

Zhong Bi shook his head lightly, "Don't cause trouble."

Cong Niao was a little dissatisfied and said: "Junior Sister, isn't it the right time, let's vent our anger?"

"No." Zhong Bi suddenly raised his eyes, those eyes, which were as bright as stars, were extraordinarily dazzling.

"Don't participate, don't forget our purpose this time."

At this time, there was a rush of footsteps outside.

The male disciple went out to take a look, then came back in a hurry, grinning.

"It's the other sects. They all went to watch the fun. Some of them were tortured by the Yue Sect. Now they finally found a chance to take revenge, haha."

"Junior Sister, are we really not going to make a move? Such a good opportunity, why don't we seize it at all?"

Zhong Bi looked at the male disciple, her eyebrows were slightly frowned, her eyes seemed to be able to see through people.

The male disciple was a little timid under such a gaze, as if all his little thoughts had been seen through.

"I said, don't go, do you still want to refute me?"

Such majestic and solemn words made the man tremble with fear, and he didn't dare to speak more.

Yu Junhao and Mo Yu's side had already been besieged by disciples of the Holy Spirit Sect.

Yu Junhao turned into a pig's head, raised his hands to cover his face with his sleeves, and pushed Mo Yu to the front to deal with it.

At this moment, Mo Yu raised his eyebrows coldly, with a coquettish attitude.

"Come if you have the ability, a bunch of scumbags, so what about the Holy Spirit Sect, they are just a bunch of trash."

"I despise all of you!"

With such words, the members of the Holy Spirit Sect gritted their teeth with hatred, and threatened to kill this sloppy woman!

Mo Yu watched them charge forward with their swords in hand, and Mo Yu took a small step back.

In the next second, the leading male disciple opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.

He himself seemed a little shocked, and slowly lowered his head to look at his abdomen.

There, blood soaked the clothes, and the blood stains spread.

The disciples beside him immediately moved forward.

"Brother!"

"Senior Brother Liu! How are you doing?"

The male disciple fell to the ground and couldn't get up, his abdomen was severely injured, so he could only hold it with difficulty.

The disciples quickly stuffed a pill into his mouth to stop the bleeding.

The disciples looked at Mo Yu in shock, "Brother, what did she do? She was injured so badly?"

Mo Yu, "..."

After the male disciple took the elixir, he spoke with difficulty, "My golden elixir, rioted."

The disciples immediately glared at Mo Yu.

"Insidious and cunning woman! She actually made such a murderous move!"

"Bastard! If you have the ability to fight openly and aboveboard, what is it to be a black hand!"

"Yeah, I'm here to ask for advice!"

The male disciple struggled to grab the arm of an angry disciple next to him, "Take me away first."

Of course it wasn't someone else's poisonous hands, the Jindan riot was only caused by his own improper cultivation.

Just now, he wanted to use his spiritual power, but accidentally lost his breath, which caused Jindan to riot instantly, tearing his skin.

But it was too embarrassing for this kind of unlucky thing to happen to him, so he could say it out loud. Fortunately, the brothers all thought that the woman was responsible for these things.

The male disciple was carried away, and before he left, he took one more look at Mo Yu.

Coincidentally meeting Mo Yu's dark eyes, the male disciple looked away a little guilty, and was carried away.

The other disciples raised their weapons angrily and were about to attack Mo Yu.

Mo Yu stepped back a few more steps, and did not defend himself, but looked up at the ceiling seriously.

"Demon girl! Why don't you take a weapon?"

One of the disciples of the Holy Spirit Sect noticed that Mo Yu was looking at the ceiling, felt strange, and immediately stopped the junior who was about to rush over.

"Beware of fraud."

A group of people looked at the ceiling in unison.

Mo Yu was thinking whether to take advantage of this juncture to make a move.

But he heard the scream of a disciple.

"Ah! My neck, I can't turn my neck. Quick, help me."

Several people surrounded the man in a cloud, and finally put his neck back in place, and the sword in the disciple's hand fell down.

The tip of the unsheathed sword pierced straight into a disciple's foot.

When the disciple squatted down and wanted to draw the sword out, because of the severe pain and fear, the injured disciple raised his hand and dropped the knife, directly chopping the disciple unconscious.

"Ah! It hurts to death!"

"No matter how painful you are, you can't shoot your brother, damn it! He passed out!"

"Hurry up and save people! Pills? Who has extra healing pills?"

"Don't worry about the elixir, draw the sword for me!"

The scene was suddenly chaotic.

The onlookers outside didn't know what was going on inside, so they came over curiously and asked.

"what happened?"

Seeing the disciples being carried out one after another, they were amazed.

"There are so many disciples, but they are all in the Golden Core Stage. Why are the two Tuoyue Sects so strong? They didn't know how to make a move, so they were all carried out."