Mo Qing's heart is extremely depressed. In fact, he regrets appearing at the moment. He is in a deadlock.
Mo Qing, sang Honghua and Tang Zichen seem to be in a strange situation.
"Ah." Mo Qing roared.
Tang Zichen said: "Mo Qing, although you betrayed me, no matter what, you are mo YuYan's father, I won't tell you, so your best choice now is to attack sang Honghua immediately, so it's your best choice to make up for your mistakes."
"Shut up." Mo Qing roared at Tang Zichen.
"Tang Zichen, you ungrateful white eyed wolf, I don't hesitate to ask my daughter to give up attending the society and betroth her to you, but you white eyed wolf have taken my bed."
Tang Zichen was also furious in his heart, which was really a slap in the face.
Sangqing and me are not so contradictory
"Bah, do you think I'll believe you again?"
At this time, a group of people came to the gate of the hall. They were Tang Huan, Lu Yuxi and Yan Xinyi.
"What's the matter?"
Mu qianjue yelled: "Tang Huan, Yuxi, Xinyi, come on, let's attack this man together. He wants to kill Tang Zichen."
"Ah, how dare you kill my elder brother." The fire Warcraft roars, sends out the huge anger.
Mu qianjue several women immediately attacked sang Honghua.
Tang Zichen called out: "it's useless."
Sure enough, mu qianjue and other people's attacks were not enough to tickle sang Honghua.
Sang Honghua looked at so many beautiful women and laughed: "Tang Zichen, none of your women can run away, ha ha."
Just then, the small fire sent out a blazing flame.
"Hum." The blazing flame immediately wrapped up sang Honghua.
"Ah." Sang Honghua let out a scream.
A few seconds later, the flame went out, and sang Honghua had become a black man.
"Something." Sang Honghua roared in horror.
The flame from a small fire is totally unusual.
When Tang Zichen saw that the flame of the small fire was so fierce, he was overjoyed.
It seems that there is no need for Moqing to attack sang Honghua. The flame of small fire is enough, even faster.
Tang Zichen yelled: "small fire, continue, burn him."
"Good." With a roar of small fire, he gathered all his strength, opened his mouth, and spurted up a thick, almost substantial flame. Moreover, because of the array's blessing, the flame that burned to Sang Honghua was stronger than in reality.
"Ah." Sang Honghua screamed, which was hard to describe in words.
Tang Zichen didn't expect that the flame of Xiaohuo was so fierce. I'm afraid that the first and second levels of the robbery could not stand this flame. The real strength of Xiaohuo was definitely above the second level of the robbery, or even the third level of the robbery. Tang Zichen was afraid of this flame.
Sang Honghua roared in the fire: "Moqing, stop him quickly."
At the moment, Moqing panic, Moqing don't know let small fire burn to death sanghonghua, also stop small fire.
If Tang Zichen is saved, he will not be spared.
"Stop it." Mohist roared.
However, the small fire did not stop, Mo Qingdun when a sword cut to the small fire.
Tang Zichen yelled, "small fire, get out of the way."
"Bang." Xiaohuo was cut to the ground with a sword, and suddenly he was covered with blood. If it wasn't for Xiaohuo's strong body, he would have broken into several pieces.
Tang Zichen suddenly angry: "Moqing, you dare to hurt my brother."
Mo Qing snorted: "I said stop, who dares to move again to try."
Tang Zichen face a cold: "Mo Qing, you don't force me."
"Hum, Tang Zichen, you forced me."
Tang Zichen looked at Xiaohuo and asked, "Xiaohuo, how do you feel?"
"Brother Chen, I, I." Xiaohuo wants to stand up, but falls down again immediately.
Mu qianjue said: "Moqing, do you have any conscience in your life? At the beginning, Mo Yuyan was captured by the Yao Dynasty. It was Tang Zichen who rescued her."
"Shut up, bitch."
"Pop." Muqianjue was slapped by Moqing, and the fan flew out of the door a few hundred meters away.
Tang Zichen was filled with anger.
Tang Zichen said in his heart, "I must step into the second level of Du rob. I want to practice the fourth set of twelve sword array."
Tang Zichen immediately forced himself to calm down. He had already reached the threshold of the second stage of the robbery. Although it may take two or three years, or even twenty or thirty years, to enter the second stage of the robbery thoroughly, now, Tang Zichen must step into the second stage of the robbery as soon as possible.
Muqianjue was fanned and Xiaohuo was seriously injured.
Tang Huan and others immediately scolded.
Mo Yuyan ran in from the door and cried, "father, stop it."
Mo Qing saw Mo Yuyan and said, "Yuyan, you let me down.""Father, don't do that."
"Yuyan, two months ago, I took you with me. Why don't you go? You are reluctant to give up this white eyed wolf. You let me down."
"Father, Wuwuwuwu." Mo Yuyan burst into tears.
Mo Qing said: "Yuyan, today, I will show you how Tang Zichen's relatives died under his eyes."
"No, father."
Mo Qing immediately looked at Qingshui, which was closest to him, and hummed, "go to hell."
"No."
However, it's too late. Qingshui is killed by Moqing.
"Light water."
Mo Qing looks at the next one, Tang Huan.
Mo Qing snorted: "you are the second one."
Finish saying, Mo Qing one palm splits to Tang Huan.
At this time, Mo Yuyan suddenly rushed out.
"No."
Moqing stopped in time.
"Yuyan, are you going to fight me?" Moqing roared.
"Father, why do you want to go this way, why."
"This sentence, you should ask Tang Zichen, go away." Mo Qing slaps Mo Yuyan and knocks him out. Now, no one can stop him.
Mo Qing raised his hand again, patted Tang Huan, and roared: "death."
"Bang." At this time, the small fire rushed up and blocked the palm for Tang Huan.
Small fire but fly out of the hall, this palm small fire certainly hurt more serious.
Tang Zichen roared: "ah." At the critical moment, Tang Zichen told himself that he must immediately, immediately, break through to the second level of Du robbery, otherwise, all his relatives will die.
Mo Qing was stopped twice in succession, very angry. Mo Qingdun sacrificed his flying sword to Tang Huan, LV Yuxi, Xia Xiaoxin and others. He wanted to kill them one by one and let Tang Zichen watch them one by one, but now he can't bear it any more. Let's cut them into pieces together.
When Moqing's sword was about to fall.
"Bang." Tang Zichen broke the border.
"Whew, whew." In the blink of an eye, Tang Zichen displayed twelve sword formations.
"Poof Pooh." As soon as the gold was shot, one of Tang Zichen's flying swords, with a puff, shot directly into Mo Qing's throat from his mouth.
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