Master is so cold

Chapter 103 Kill!

"Flying sword style! Quick!"

Su Mo drew his sword and stood up, the spiritual energy in his body surged wildly and burst out suddenly.

This sword, seeking is a fast word.

When the long sword was unsheathed, there was a flash of light from the sword, and the speed was extremely fast. Mo Liufeng saw a flash of light and found that the long sword had already appeared in front of his eyes.

"presumptuous!"

Mo Wentian yelled violently.

He never expected that Su Mo would be so shameless that he would not only bully the small, but also make a sneak attack. He stretched out his hand, and there was a lot of purple energy in his hand, with terrifying power.

Jianguang and Ziqi collided in the hall, and then Jianguang circled, not killing Mo Liufeng, but retreating suddenly, shocking the six people standing on one side.

A powerful burst of power.

Among the six disciples, four had spiritual wisdom cultivation bases, and only two of them were at the eighth or ninth rank of Lingtai cultivation base.

But under the power of the sword light's vibration and explosion, it was directly shaken up and flew towards Su Mo.

"How courageous, dare to do something in the Purple Extreme Sect!"

All the elders sitting on the side were furious, especially the third elder and the seventh elder, because two of the six were their sons or disciples.

They shot out in a rage, each showing their own means, trying to take the six people back.

But to their despair, Su Mo unexpectedly appeared in front of them.

"Zheng!"

"Zheng!"

"Zheng!"

Su Mo unleashed several swords at an astonishing speed, beheading all the elders.

The six people who were blown away happened to land behind Su Mo and in front of Zhuo Qingwei.

"Unfortunately, Mo Liufeng was missed."

Su Mo said with some regret.

Then, with a finger of the long sword, facing the crowd, he said to Mo Liufeng: "Don't worry, you can't escape, this seat wants to kill you, no one can stop it!"

Until then, Mo Liufeng's back was sweating coldly.

Su Mo's strength was too terrifying.

"Is he really only at the ninth rank of Linghui Realm?"

This was the only thought in Mo Liufeng's mind.

Facing Su Mo's sword strike, Mo Liufeng hadn't even started to fight back before the strike was over.

"Su Mo, you are provoking Zijizong!"

Mo Wentian was furious.

Su Mo actually snatched the six people back under the eyes of everyone. This kind of result made Mo Wentian unacceptable.

You know, his cultivation was at the Earth Tribulation Realm. There were five elders in the hall, and two of them were at the Earth Tribulation Realm, but Su Mo succeeded.

Su Mo's sword was also too fast.

Moreover, Su Mo didn't have any power of catastrophe around him, that is to say, Su Mo didn't even use the power of the three realms of catastrophe. However, during the brief collision just now, Mo Wentian found that Su Mo's sword was so powerful that it seemed Not weaker than anyone else!
Su Mo grinned slightly with a cold smile.

The sword just now was really stunning, and the control over the sword light was extremely delicate, it didn't hurt one person, but shocked six people back, it was exquisite.

It's a pity that Mo Liufeng was too close to Mo Wentian, so he didn't succeed.

And all of this is due to the Flying Sword Style!

Flying Sword Style is a sword technique that Su Mo was able to practice when he broke through the Human Tribulation Realm. There is no matching technique, so it cannot be used as the foundation of Su Mo's own sword intent.

But it is also difficult to conceal the power of the flying sword style.

Because it is a powerful sword formula that can only be practiced in three realms of catastrophe!

Although Su Mo is only at the Spiritual Wisdom Realm now, he was at the Heavenly Tribulation Realm after all, so he can use it.

Feijian asked, the sword comes out with the method, it is the eighteenth style of Feijian.

In other words, the Flying Sword Form is actually a supernatural power, capable of flying from the sky to the earth and beating the enemy from thousands of miles away. However, Su Mo usually uses the Flying Sword Form as a way to travel, so he has never used it.

Now that it is used, everyone is shocked.

Su Mo looked at Mo Wentian with some disdain, and said coldly, "Provocation? Sect Master Mo was joking. I didn't intend to provoke Ziji Sect, but you can ask your son. There were more than [-] people in Zhuojia Village back then. Is it because of your son?"

"This matter is serious!" Although Mo Wentian was furious, he still tried his best to endure it. He really didn't believe that Su Mo would directly kill Zijizong because of his disciple's one-sided words. Kill in front of you.

Unless the matter is true, it is a little convincing.

Mo Liufeng's expression suddenly became terrified, his knees slumped on the ground, and he kept shouting: "No! It's not me, I am the son of Ziji Sect Master, how could I slaughter mortals!"

A trace of disappointment flashed across Mo Wentian's eyes.

It was not because of Mo Liufeng's massacre of mortals, because whether it was true or not had yet to be verified, but because of the fear in Mo Liufeng's eyes.

It was clearly frightened by Su Mo's sword.

cowardly!

Too cowardly!

Mo Wentian's disappointment was that Mo Liufeng fell limp on the ground directly, it was too ugly, as Mo Liufeng's father, Sect Master Ziji, Mo Wentian felt a little ashamed.

The talent is far better than himself, but the heart is really unbearable.

However, just because he was his own son, Mo Wentian would never hand over Mo Liufeng to Su Mo. Regardless of whether Mo Liufeng had committed massacres, he must protect him.

Because he is Mo Liufeng's father, and also the suzerain of Ziji Sect!

Face is still needed!
"Su Mo, you are talking nonsense and believing rumors, and you dare to go to our Ziji sect to kill people. Can you put Ziji sect in your eyes, or do you act recklessly because of the power of Qinglian sword sect!"

"Su Mo! Ordinary sects may be afraid of you, but my Ziji sect will never be afraid of you. You know, the one standing behind my Ziji sect is the Lihuo holy sect!" Mo Wentian shouted angrily, his eyes blazing with anger combustion.

Su Mo shook his head slightly, and said, "Zijizong, I heard that cultivating the Tao with a breath of purple qi is an orthodox way of cultivating the way and acting decently. Now it seems that it is just a false name."

"Today I will let you see what karma is!"

Su Mo suddenly took out a stone from the storage ring. The stone was shining brightly. Su Mo moved the stone directly, and a projection appeared in front of everyone.

"The people who participated in this incident back then were mostly true disciples of the Purple Extreme Sect. Among them were Mo Liufeng, the son of the suzerain, and Xu Wuyan, the true disciple of the third elder. As for the others, they have long since died."

"I, Shen Ba, will give this life back to you!"

The projection was everything when Shen Ba died, including bowing his head, telling the inside story, and confessing to the other seven people.

"Shadow Stone!"

Mo Wentian was stunned, the proof of the Photo Stone was like a real hammer, hitting the bottom of Mo Wentian's heart hard, making him feel cold.

"No! It's fake, it must be fake!"

"You, Su Mo, must have forced Shen Ba to speak out. Shen Ba was ordered to die by me before, so he would not speak out. You must have forced him to do so." Mo Liufeng roared angrily.

But when he finished speaking, he found that all the elders, including his own father, looked at him in astonishment.

"You said... you once gave Shen the death order?" Mo Wentian's heart was ashamed.

Slaughtering mortals is a taboo in the cultivation world, and will not be recognized by other cultivation sects.

If this matter is true, it will only greatly damage Zijizong's reputation.

It was only then that Mo Liufeng realized that he seemed to have made a slip of the tongue. He hurriedly climbed up, hugged Mo Wentian's thigh, and said with fear on his face, "No! I didn't say that, I didn't say that, I made a mistake, a slip of the tongue!"

Then, Mo Liufeng slapped himself frantically.

And all of this, in the eyes of everyone, is even more unbearable.

Su Mo sneered, "It seems that I don't need to say anything."

He also didn't expect that Mo Liufeng's psychological endurance was so unbearable, and just a photo stone could make Mo Liufeng so excited.

"No! Brother Mo is wrong, how could we slaughter mortals."

"Yes, everything is a slip of the tongue of Brother Mo!"

"It's just a slip of the tongue, please let us go!"

The six people on the ground hurriedly struggled to get up, begging bitterly, and the female disciple among them was crying so much that it aroused pity.

Su Mo looked even more indifferent, turned his head and said, "Qingwei, let's do it."

Then, the aura around Su Mo became violent again, and the six people were directly suppressed in place, unable to move.

The spirit energy surged violently, almost reaching the limit!
"Yes!"

Zhuo Qingwei quickly agreed, holding a long sword, came to the front of the six people, holding the sword high.

"you dare!"

The third elder shouted violently, a purple sun appeared above his head, and the vision suddenly appeared, which was a symbol of the power of the earth.

Several elders roared angrily, overwhelming them with force.

"kill!"

Su Mo said coldly.

"Yes!" Zhuo Qingwei's eyes were cold, and with endless hatred, he slashed down with the long sword in his hand, beheading one person, dripping with blood.

Then he drew his sword again and killed one person.

In full view!
"Su Mo! You are too deceitful!"

The Sixth Elder acted like he was insane, and blasted a burst of spiritual energy in Zhuo Qingwei's direction, directly attacking Zhuo Qingwei.

Because, the person Zhuo Qingwei killed just now had his apprentice.

Su Mo stepped forward, the sword light was astonishing, directly blocked the spiritual energy, and the sword energy criss-crossed, smashing the walls of the hall.

"kill!"

Su Mo confided again.

For a moment, it was incomparably cold!
(End of this chapter)