Accompanied by Mo Qing's annoyed laughter, many figures that had been prepared were unstoppable on all sides. "Snow Nong, so what? This Hangzhou City is all mine, and you have the same fate as Xiao Qingtan in the end."

"You seem to have forgotten something. I just said that I just controlled Zhou Bochang and Yang Fengzhi. My staff is obviously not enough, so I invited some people to come."

"Could it be!" Mo Qingfan looked at Xue Nong's quiet face and said, "I can't, all your letters have been intercepted by me."

But Liu Yutian walked out and smashed all his fantasies. "You missed one, that is, my relationship with Liusanmen of Yingtian Mansion. I am a close friend of Liusanmen's godson, so when the Liusanmen fleet returned that day, I sent a spy with my private letter."

"Mr. Mo, we haven't seen each other for more than ten years." Liu Yutian also looked upstairs and said annoyedly.

"Captain Liu, we have nothing to greet. Since even the characters on the ground list have come out, I can only see if my kung fu has improved." Mo Qingfan also took a sword from Ma Gui and said. Seeing this, the people in the Shuiyue Pavilion also exposed all their weapons.

I don’t know who started the fight first, and a melee had already begun. Ma Gui and the two remaining strong men in black that day had already been entangled, while Xue Wu had already stared at the yellow swordsman. He said in front of him: "You still owe me a battle and Xiao Qingtan's life." Xue Wu's voice was so cold that it seemed to come from the eighteenth floor of hell.

The yellow-clothed swordsman didn't say anything, and the sword in his hand was already running towards Xuewu. Xuewu swung his two guns. One night, he checked the sea and rushed towards his face. The yellow-clothed swordsman knew that once the weapons intersected, it would be a competition of internal strength, so he also drew a sword light and extended it with his light skills. Xuewu was no longer willing to follow him, and the gun body was thrust towards him, and a strong wind followed the yellow-clothed swordsman's back with the tip of the gun. The yellow-clothed swordsman wanted to get out of it, and did not turn around. He just walked on the carriage to the heights. The Xuewu spear tip poked the food without annoyance, and turned around and chased after him with a colder face.

"Mr. Mo, why treat me like this after not seeing you for so many years?" Liu Yutian didn't use a knife, so he had a slap with Mo Qing and said insidiously that the old man had practiced such good skills without realizing it, but he still spoke quickly.

"Are all the six doors just talking?" Mo Qingfan slapped him, so he naturally didn't feel good either, so he retorted.

"Not like you, no one of us can afford to offend us at all the six doors, we naturally have to learn to talk to others and talk to others when we are ghosts." Liu Yutian also secretly accumulated energy, but said with a smile on his face.

"I said that your skills are not enough to see." Xue Nong's spear tip had already picked up the two strong men in black, and Ma Gui was also secretly trying to find out. Unexpectedly, Xue Nong said again: "Lianhuajue, I didn't expect you to be Cao Anhua's apprentice, but you didn't even learn his fur."

Ma Gui didn't expect that Xue Nong would see through his hands as soon as he was together, but he said unforgivable: "You may not be able to beat him even if you see through." But before he finished speaking, Xue Nong had already shot him to the ground.

"If I hadn't thought about handing you over to Dongchang later, would you think there was any difference between you and those two black-clothed waste?" Xue Nong also said coldly as he looked at Ma Gui, who was lying on his side and vomiting blood.

Fang Xiao had no master to face him, so he held a fan in his hand and fanned Xiaoyao, and it was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep in the crowd. After a while, more than ten people fell to the ground. This was because Fang Xiao couldn't bear to kill, all of them were just knocking him out. Xue Nong pointed at Ma Gui at the tip of the spear, and when he saw this scene, he couldn't help but shook his head for Fang Xiao's subordinates, but he did not join the battle situation there, because in his heart, it was more appropriate for soldiers to fight against soldiers and generals.

"Liu Yutian, you are not as good as you back then. How much does it cost to give Siwen Pavilion the first place in the local area?" Mo Qing was even more merciless.

"Do you think you are very powerful? I'm just trying to get on a boat and ride. Let's look at your subordinates. Old Man Mo will die." Liu Yutian said and fought with Mo Qingan again. The two of them fell to both sides with the sound, protecting their hearts and spitting out two mouthfuls of blood.

The Xue Wu also caught up with the yellow-clothed swordsman. Although he was killed by the yellow-clothed swordsman, the yellow-clothed swordsman was even more uncomfortable. A blood hole in his abdomen was bleeding. His face was constantly changing.

"Xue Wu, do you know what our biggest mistake is?" the yellow-clothed swordsman said gasping with his sword against the ground.

"Shouldn't you go against the Six Doors?" Xue Wu also looked at him and sneered.

"You should be killed with Xiao Qingtan!" As he said that, the yellow-clothed swordsman supported his last function and rushed to Xuewu. Xuewu was prepared for a long time, but he just sneered, and there was a head with a look of unwillingness to the tip of the gun.

Seeing that Xue Wu had ended the battle, Liu Yutian also stood up and said, "Mo Qing annoyed, it's time for you to stop."

Mo Qingfan looked at the bloody city gate and shook his head unwillingly: "Why? Is it true that the orthodox way of heaven does not bless my Lord?"

"Mr. Mo, the way of heaven blesses the people of the world. The people of the world can't withstand a big war. Look at these lives! Is this what you want?" Fang Xiao's brows had already been twisted into pieces and said sternly.

"You yellow-mouthed child, what do you know? How could a monarch who does not know the loyalty, filial piety, integrity and kindness bring happiness to the people?" Mo Qingfan also spat out a mouthful of blood and said.

"He doesn't understand, I should understand." Liu Yutian also looked at Mo Qingfan's performance coldly, "I can only tell that the rich Jiangnan and the stable northern border are the answers told by the emperor, and the era of the Supreme Emperor has long passed."

"Your Majesty, I lost. I hope you can win." Mo Qingfan knelt down to the north and said. "Your Majesty, I will take a step first." After Mo Qingfan said that, he kowtowed and never raised him again.

"No." Liu Yutian reacted, Fang Xiao had already run over. "He has left." Fang Xiao also said expressionlessly.

With Mo Qingfan's death, the rest of the entire Shuiyue Pavilion also surrendered one after another. The next day, Xiao Qingtan's funeral was officially held. Fang Xiao, Xue Wu, Xue Nong and Liu Yutian carried his coffin for him and walked out of the Ximen, which was still covered with blood that had not been cleaned. Half of Hangzhou City was covered with white traces.
Chapter completed!