The sword in Lin Feng's hand had passed through Mo Xiu's chest at some unknown moment. ap.
Although people from various sects in Beicheng were still under Mo Xiu's control, when he wanted to exert his strength, he suddenly felt that his heart was completely empty. When he looked down, he found the one on his chest. Blood hole.
Kill the whole body's aura.
Those under his control, the masters of various sects, lost control and fell down.
but.
They all had some strength. They quickly adjusted their bodies before landing and landed firmly on the ground.
"This is impossible!"
"I...how could I die here...this is absolutely impossible..."
Mo Xiu said this with difficulty. As the last black aura on his body dissipated, he completely lost control and fell from the air.
With a bang, he hit the ground.
Blood flowed from his chest and spread rapidly around him.
This scene happened too suddenly.
Everyone in the Xuanmo Sect was stunned, especially the leader of the Xuanmo Sect, Mo Xuan, who opened his mouth wide. He couldn't believe what he saw.
That was the son of the seventh elder of the Gumo Clan. He was a master of the Gumo Clan. He actually died in Beicheng today?
In Mo Xuan's opinion, Mo Xiu can definitely win the position of leader of the North Sect today!
"Master!"
Mo Xuan shouted.
He didn't care about anything and ran over quickly.
But at a closer look, when Mo Xuan saw a big hole in Mo Xiu's body where his heart pulse was located, he didn't dare to get any closer. His whole body was trembling, and fear had enveloped him.
Mo Xiu is the son of the seventh elder Mo Jian. Although he was expelled from Mo City by the clan leader, the relationship between him and Mo Jian is impossible to change. What's more, Mo Xiu came here to investigate the matter of the Tianshan Ice Silkworms.
But now, nothing has been found, but Mo Xiu died in Beicheng first.
Mo Xuan didn't know how to tell Mo Jian about this.
At that time, when Mo Xiu left the city, Mo Jian had entrusted Mo Xiu to him, Mo Xuan. Now, Mo Xiu was killed, and he, Mo Xuan, might not be able to escape his involvement. He knew that with Mo Jian's temper, he could even Guess, Mo Jian might kill him because of this!
It was precisely for this reason that Mo Xuan was trembling with fear.
behind.
The other elders of Xuanmo Sect also ran over.
Mo Xiu's death may be a disaster for their entire Xuan Mo Sect.
Lin Feng stopped.
He restrained his aura and landed firmly on the ground. Mo Xiu had dozens of lives in his hands just now. If Lin Feng had only wounded Mo Xiu, he would probably have done all he could to take those lives. human life.
After all, a master in the awakening stage of martial arts only needs a wisp of breath to kill those people.
The only way to save the lives of those people is to kill Mo Xiu.
Watch Lin Feng fall from the sky.
Mo Xuan gritted his teeth, pointed at Lin Feng, and said angrily.
"Yan Zong!"
"You...you actually dare to kill our young master. Do you know that our young master is the son of Mo Jian, the seventh elder of the Ancient Mo clan? Killing him, even if you pay with your life, is not enough!"
Lin Feng said calmly.
"No matter whose son he is, he has already injured so many people when he first appeared. Moreover, he claimed that he was going to sound the alarm to all the sects in Beicheng, but in fact, the fact that he hurt people, It's just there, it can't be changed."
"It's okay to hurt people the first time. This second time, in order to block my move, they actually threatened me with the lives of so many people. They regard human lives as trivial things. I, Yanzong, will definitely not let him go. His life, regardless of whether he is the Northern Sect Leader of Beicheng or not, as long as he stays in Beicheng's arena, it will be a scourge for Beicheng's arena!"
"Therefore, Mo Xiu deserved his death, and I, Yanzong
, I will never pay for his life! "
Lin Feng's words were quite strong.
In the name of Yan Zong, he has now entered the ranks of the martial soul awakening stage. Even if the masters of the Ancient Mo Clan come over, he, Lin Feng, can still fight.
People from various sects at the scene all looked at Lin Feng.
They knew that such a person was the Northern Sect Leader that their Northern City needed.
A sect master who is fearless and will not be affected by all forces, a northern sect master with superior strength!
On the surface no one said much.
But in fact, many people at the scene were secretly thinking that Yan Zong did a great job in killing that Mo Xiu, and a scum like Mo Xiu should not be alive!
Huang Donglai was very direct.
he shouted down the field.
"Mr. Yan Zong, well done! I, the Yellow Turban Sect, support Mr. Yan Zong in taking the position of leader of the Northern Sect!"
Di Cang also recovered from the shocking scene just now, and he had already stood up.
"Our Emperor, Shenzong, supports Mr. Yan Zong in taking the position of leader of the Northern Sect!"
As soon as these two people shouted out the voices of those present, many people from other sects immediately began to support Yan Zong and ascend to the supreme position of their North City sect, the position of North Sect Leader!
Before Yan Zong appeared before, the support of various sects in Beicheng for Yan Zong reached up to 30%.
But now, Di Cang took a quick look.
More than 50% of the sects have directly expressed their attitude, indicating that they also want to recommend Yan Zong and take the position of the leader of the Northern Sect. In Di Cang's view, the remaining sects only need to build a little momentum to reach 60%. There is almost no suspense about Yan Zong taking the position of leader of the Northern Sect.
However.
At this moment, Mo Xuan, the leader of the Xuan Mo Sect, took a deep breath and spoke loudly using the method of sound transmission.
"We, the Xuanmo Sect, firmly oppose Yan Zong's move to become the leader of the Northern Sect!"
This voice made everyone's attention focus on Mo Xuan. This old man actually wanted to go against the situation in Beicheng at this juncture.
Di Cang said immediately.
"Mo Xuan, if a sect of yours opposes it, what can you do?"
"If you don't agree, you can quit Beizong!"
But Mo Xuan laughed.
"Hahaha……"
"You idiots, haven't you seen clearly what the situation is now? You must know that the one who died here is Mo Xiu, the son of the seventh elder of the Ancient Mo Clan!"
"Mo Xiu died in our Northern Sect, and the murderer is Yan Zong, who you want to elect as the leader of the Northern Sect. I believe that soon, the news of Mo Xiu's death will spread to the Ancient Mo Clan. The seventh elder knows about the death of his son Mo Xiu. Do you think he will just sit back and do nothing?"
"I believe that the seventh elder of the Gumo Clan will definitely avenge his son. When the time comes, he finds out that his son died in the hands of the Bei Sect Master of our Beicheng Sect. Do you think he will let our Bei Sect go? "
At this point, Mo Xuan paused, took another deep breath, and said.
"Based on what I know about the Seventh Elder of the Gumo Clan, he will not only kill Yanzong, but he will also destroy the Beizong with water. Those of you here who support Yanzong, I think the Seventh Elder will definitely kill him. I won’t let anyone go!”
