"Hmph, the masters of my Zhang family will be back soon. With the master's cultivation level, he will kill you like a chicken. Soon you will be buried with my nephew Zhang Hua..."
Zhang Qi stared at Yun Mo and roared crazily. All of a sudden, all kinds of harsh words and vicious curses spewed out of Zhang Qi's mouth.
Now Zhang Qi also saw that Yun Mo had no intention of killing him yet, so he had no scruples and started talking trash like crazy.
Yun Mo just glanced at Zhang Qi coldly, his expression unchanged, and then shot a pure white sword energy into the sky.
After the sword energy was released, Yun Mo fired out several more sword energy, directly smashing all the walls at the courtyard gate.
Compared to Yun Mo who was killing everyone wantonly in the courtyard, the scene of Mo Wuhen who had been squatting outside was completely different. Ever since Yun Mo entered the courtyard, Mo Wuhen had been looking nervous as he listened to the sounds of fighting coming from the courtyard.
Although he knew that Yun Mo was very powerful, he wanted to break into the enemy's hometown after all. As the Zhang family was currently the largest cultivator family in Yanbo City, its strength should not be underestimated. Yun Mo chose to go in alone and let him stay behind. Outside, he was extremely grateful and uneasy at the same time. To put it bluntly, this was his hatred of the Wu family, but he wanted others to avenge him. If Yun Mo fell into danger or even died because of this, Mo Wu would not hate him until he died. I won’t forgive myself!
So after hearing the noise in the courtyard disappear for a while, he couldn't help but rush into the courtyard. Immediately he saw a large group of people rushing out of the courtyard, but he could tell that these people were not from the Zhang family. people, so they didn’t take action. Then there was a long silence. Mo Wuhen couldn't bear it any longer. He was about to activate the formation and attack the courtyard. Then he saw the signal sent by Yun Mo.
After seeing the sword energy in the sky, Mo Wuhen immediately dropped the formation flag in his hand, and then in a burst of rustling sounds, the long-silent third-level killing formation revealed his fangs.
The moment the formation was activated, Mo Wuhen saw the wall at the courtyard gate fall down.
"Brother Mo..." When the wall fell down, Mo Wuhen naturally saw Yun Mo standing in the yard. His tense mood instantly relaxed and he shouted with joy.
"Wuhen, step aside quickly, we will need you to control the killing array to trap some people later." Yun Mo said quickly.
"Okay!" Mo Wuhen nodded and immediately hid in a shadow, holding the main formation flag that controlled the killing formation tightly in his hand.
"Who dares to offend my Zhang family..."
With an angry shout, seven figures stepping on flying swords appeared in the sky. Standing at the front was a white, beardless, horse-faced middle-aged man.
"Zhang Qingyi, old dog!" Mo Wuhen, who was hiding aside, immediately recognized the man's identity. It was Zhang Qingyi, the Zhang family's family member, and the only Dan-gathering monk in the Zhang family. The head of the Mo family, Mo Wuhen's father Mo Yuantian, died at his hands. So the moment he saw Zhang Qingyi, Mo Wuhen's eyes burst out with unforgettable hatred, but he also knew that he had to be patient. With his strength, if he jumped out, he would be killed instantly by the opponent.
He could only wait for a decisive opportunity, which was also the task assigned to him by Yun Mo.
"You beast, you dare to kill my son! You must die today, no, everyone related to you must die..." Because the wall was knocked down, when Zhang Qingyi got off his flying sword and stood in front of the original courtyard gate When he reached the position, he saw Zhang Hua's body at Yun Mo's feet.
Zhang Qingyi's face turned pale as he spoke, and he immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood. Even though he was already a monk at the sixth level of Dan Ju, at this moment, facing the pain of losing his son, he was so angry that he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood. Spurting out, the whole person's breath became chaotic.
When he received Zhang Qi's Feijian message, he had a bad premonition. He didn't even give up the opportunity that was about to come to him and rushed here non-stop. But what he didn't expect was that when he arrived, he Zhang Hua, his favorite son and the future hope of the Zhang family, has turned into a corpse.
Hate, hate so much!
It hurts, it hurts so much!
"If I don't tear your body apart inch by inch today, and crush you to ashes, I, Zhang Qingyi, will be a father in vain..." Zhang Qingyi finished this sentence almost word by word through clenched teeth, while speaking, he held his hand in his hand. He had already used a giant granite ax and was heading towards Yun Mo to kill him. The six Huayuan monks from Zhang Mansion behind him also used their weapons and followed behind.
"Wuhen, take action and trap them!" Yun Mo roared angrily, and the Ming Yan Saber in his hand brought out a series of cold sword lights and faced Zhang Qingyi who was coming to kill him.
Mo Wuhen, who was hiding aside, had already made preparations. Before Yun Mo could say anything, Mo Wuhen had already dropped the formation flag in his hand. Immediately, the third-level killing formation was fully activated, with a radius of five meters with the courtyard gate as the center. Countless murderous blades instantly burst out in the space within more than ten feet, and the violent killing array space enveloped Zhang Qingyi and others.
"No, there is a level three killing array!"
Zhang Qingyi reacted almost instantly, breaking out in cold sweat. Before he could figure out how the protective formation outside Zhang's residence had turned into a level three killing formation aimed at his Zhang family, space blades mixed with violent murderous intent. It fell towards the top of his head. In a hurry, he could only block the falling blade first. But instead of using the giant granite ax in his hand, he punched in the direction of his head.
"Boom!"
Zhang Qingyi was obviously not an ordinary sixth-level pill-condensing monk. Even if he just punched in a hurry, he easily shattered the space blade light. At the same time, the granite giant ax in his hand also bombarded Yun Mo's rolled-up sword light.
"Boom boom boom..."
Along with the continuous roaring sound, Yun Mo's sword light was directly torn into slag by the granite giant axe, and the ax blade that was immediately bombarded directly fell on the Mingyan Sword.
A huge bombardment came, and Yun Mo felt as if he had been hit by a truck driving at high speed. The clothes on his chest were torn directly, and a gap was torn in the newly put on inner armor. The whole person flew backwards, spitting out several mouthfuls of blood in the air.
Yun Mo's expression was solemn as he fell to the ground. He knew that he had been trusted. Compared to Zhang Chengyu who had been killed by him before, was the Zhang Qingyi in front of him more powerful? Yun Mo even suspected that if Zhang Qingyi hadn't punched to block the spatial blade light of the killing formation, this ax would have directly torn his body apart, even if he was wearing a medium-grade magic weapon inner armor.
Seeing that Yun Mo couldn't bear even one of his axes, Zhang Qingyi's eyes flashed with deep disdain, and his face showed a crazy killing intent. His cold eyes seemed to have regarded Yun Mo as a dead person.
"Die!"
Zhang Qingyi roared, and the killing power all over his body surged. The giant granite ax in his hand rolled up a violent killing power. An astonishing momentum emerged from his body, which directly affected the surrounding killing formation space, but before he could strike out, Zhang Qingyi roared. With this axe, dozens of space blades fell crazily from the top of his head.
It was Mo Wuhen who, after seeing that Yun Mo was obviously defeated by Zhang Qingyi, directly directed most of the killing array's blades towards Zhang Qingyi.
Seeing that Zhang Qingyi was trapped by the blade light of the killing formation, Yun Mo threw a few Qi Recovery Pills into his mouth, summoned his true energy and killed him. However, he did not go to kill Zhang Qingyi who was trapped in the blade light, but killed Zhang Qingyi who was trapped in the blade light. Toward the Huayuan monk who was trapped in another position of the killing array.
Because Mo Wuhen focused most of the killing array's blade light around Zhang Qingyi, the blade lights around the other people were much less, and even disappeared in some places.
This allows those people to be said to be out of the killing formation, which is a great threat to Yun Mo, because these people are not bound by the killing formation and can break the killing formation. Once the killing formation is broken, Yun Mo understands Both he and Mo Wuhen would be a perfect match for Zhang Qingyi.
So Yun Mo didn't hesitate at all and directly attacked these Yuan Yuan cultivators.
"Puff puff……"
Yun Mo was already considered invincible in the Huayuan realm, so these Huayuan monks only persisted under Yun Mo for a few rounds before being easily killed by Yun Mo. In just half a quarter of an hour, six Huayuan monks died. Five!
Because the last Huayuan monk was close to Zhang Qingyi, he was covered by the killing array space, so Yun Mo chose to be the last one to kill him!
"Beast, you deserve to die..." Although Zhang Qingyi was resisting the blade of the killing array, he saw clearly what Yun Mo did, and the anger in his heart almost burned like a flame, but because of the third-level killing array He couldn't free his hands from the confinement, so he could only wave the giant ax in his hand wildly, trying to get out of it.
Yun Mo's expression remained unchanged, and he arrived in front of the last Huayuan cultivator almost instantly, and immediately struck out with a sword. He didn't hold back at all with this sword, it was the fourth heaven-shattering sword, Jue Yue!
"puff!"
Even the imperfect fourth sword was not something that the Huayuan cultivator could resist. In the latter's horrified eyes, the Jue Meteor Blade directly tore it into blood mist.
"brute!"
Seeing the last Huayuan cultivator being beheaded by Yun Mo, Zhang Qingyi's eyes were about to burst. He roared angrily, and the giant ax in his hand gathered the killing power, and slashed towards the killing array in front of him. At this moment, he He completely gave up the defense on his back and punched out again.
