Chapter 327

Su Moyu leaned against the stone wall in the cave and listened to what the other party had said before.

Seeing these people in front of him, without saying a word, he wanted to change his place. Su Moyu's anger gradually rose.

"Get out!" he said coldly without raising his head.

The four people did not expect that the guy with a mask in front of them dared to speak so rudely.

"You fucking want to die?" one of the four people, a short guy, planned to rush out and teach Su Moyu a good lesson.

But as soon as he took a step, he was stopped by the disciple headed by him.

"My friend, this is the place we like at the huangquan gate. Please leave quickly."

In daze, there are too many variables, and he doesn't want to fight unnecessarily.

So at this moment, he took out the name of zongmen in the hope that Su Moyu would retreat in the face of difficulties.

Unexpectedly, Su Moyu didn't move at all after hearing the three words of huangquan gate. He didn't even bother to look back. He just said in a gentle tone: "get out!"

At this moment, the leading disciple could not suppress his anger.

"What a big shelf. Yunzhou is so big. Who dares not to give face to the yellow spring? Since you speak rudely, don't blame us for being ruthless! Junior brothers, take down the thief, life and death!"

As soon as he said this, the disciples around him responded in unison and came towards Su Moyu with weapons.

Watching this scene, Su Moyu became more angry.

He knows that the huangquan gate is also one of the six major sects in Yunzhou. It is understandable that it is somewhat domineering.

But just to fight for a foothold, he moved to kill himself, which still made him angry.

With a sweep of his mind, Su Moyu took a thorough look at the details of the four people.

The strongest of the four is the first disciple, but it's just like closing the realm.

Such skills, even in Yunzhou, are not outstanding.

But such a group of people, relying on the prestige of the school, often wantonly fight and kill outsiders.

This kind of person is the most annoying person of Su Moyu.

He looked down at Jiang Qingwen, who was still sleeping. Su Moyu sighed, brushed the emptiness of his left hand in the depths, and shook up four stones from the ground.

When the stone was frozen in his palm, Su Moyu placed it on the stone with the power of the wind god blade, and then suddenly threw it at the four people.

With Su Moyu's skill and the mystery of Fengyuan formula, how can this move be stopped by four disciples of hehejing?

Poof, poof

After a burst of empty sound, the four stones accurately hit the Dantian of the four disciples.

With great power, the four people were directly knocked upside down and flew out for more than ten feet before they reluctantly stopped.

In addition, there was no sound.

The four people were knocked unconscious by Su Moyu. They didn't even have time to scream.

"Helun, what's the matter?" a voice sounded in the distance, followed by a burst of rapid footsteps.

Su Moyu knew that he was talking to the former martial uncle of huangquan gate.

"In the middle of the cave... I have some skills." Su Mo and Yu Ling had a thorough look at each other.

Just then, the martial uncle took the remaining disciples to the cave where Su Moyu lived.

By the light, the martial uncle immediately saw the four disciples lying on the ground.

At this sight, he immediately changed his face, squatted down, turned over the head disciple he Lun, and saw that a stone was embedded in his Dantian.

The stone didn't pass through the body, and no drop of blood splashed out.

But the martial uncle's face became more ugly.

Because this seemingly ordinary stone has destroyed he Lun's Dantian.

The gifted disciple of the huangquan sect is so useless.

"Your cultivation is profound, but it's more vicious to lay such a heavy hand on a younger disciple?" he stood up slowly and said coldly to Su Moyu.

Looking at he Lun's injury, he was not sure what level Su Moyu was.

But he quietly abandoned his four disciples. At least he won't be weaker than himself.

"Your disciples threatened to kill me. I just wasted their accomplishments. It's merciful. You'd better get away with your disciples immediately, or you'll come to an end!" Su Moyu said faintly.

The martial uncle was stunned. Unexpectedly, Su Moyu's attitude made him unable to hang his old face anymore.

"You're so arrogant. Do you think I'm a bully in huangquan gate?" there are more than a dozen disciples standing behind him. If he doesn't get up hard, how can he look up in the gate in the future?

But Su Moyu slowly turned his head, stared at each other through the mask, and slowly said, "yes!"

This answer makes the other party have no steps to go down.

The martial uncle bit his teeth, turned over his hands, took out a long sword and stabbed Su Moyu across a distance of more than ten feet.

"Dark water and waves!" with a violent drink, an air wave gushed out of the long sword, and all the vegetation withered and rotted, which was obviously a very gloomy sword spirit.

Looking at the other party's strange sword, Su Moyu nodded secretly and said, "it's really one of the six major sects. There are some sects in the sword technique, but the cultivation of the people who use the sword is too weak."

Thinking like this, he still didn't get up. He pushed his right palm forward. Through this palm, Feng Yuanjue bumped out with the momentum of mountain and tsunami.

A moment later, the two Qi collided.

Under the pressure of Feng Yuan Jue, the other party's strange sword Qi paused in the air and flew back.

"No, spread out quickly!" the martial uncle jumped at the sight of this situation and quickly shouted to the disciples behind him.

Just in a hurry, where is there time?

In a flash, Feng Yuanjue wrapped the dozens of people in his sword Qi.

For a time, screams continued.

It was originally used to deal with Su Moyu's sword Qi. There was no waste at all. It all fell on these huangquan sect disciples.

In an instant, the corrosive force burned the skin and eyes of more than a dozen disciples, bleeding their faces one by one, looking at them with great surprise.

Su Moyu, who was in the cave, shook his head and isolated Jiang Qingwen's hearing with his own aura so that she wouldn't be awakened by the sound.

After all this, he turned his head again and saw that there was only one martial uncle standing opposite at the moment.

The others rolled on the ground.

"You... You are cruel!" at this moment, the martial uncle's face was extremely pale.

But Su Moyu sneered and said, "joke, it hurt them, but your sword Qi has nothing to do with me?"

"You..." hearing this, the other party was speechless for a moment.

At this moment, he has hated Su Moyu to his bones. Just now, he has had a fight, which has made him understand that he is not the opponent of the other party with his own strength.

If you shoot at the other party again, I'm afraid you'll hurt yourself.

"Wait here if you have the ability!" he glanced at Su Moyu, then shook his big sleeve, rolled all the disciples collapsed to his side, and then flew to the depths of the night.