"Who...who?"

"Why...how can it be so strong?"

Mo Wuya was stalling with his butt on the street.

Under the clothes and trousers cut by the long sword, the cold wind was whizzing.

Mo Wuya only felt a coldness under his crotch.

Of course, what is even colder is Mo Wuya's heart.

You know, Mo Wuya has now barely had the ability to ban the account.

It can be said that looking at the entire Yanxia, ​​the strength above him is definitely not as great as the number of palms.

But now, the long sword that the other party cut down casually made Mo Wuya feel desperate and fearful.

This feeling is undoubtedly an unacceptable shame for a title master.

Mo Wuya has always felt that the gap between him and the older generations at the top of the world should be very small.

As long as you work hard for another ten years, you will almost surpass these people and be enough to reach the top of martial arts.

But the cruel reality has undoubtedly awakened Mo Wuya suddenly.

It turns out that the gap between him and the real strong man in this world is so big?

"Moon...Moon God?"

When Mo Wuya was full of horror, Tang Hao's old eyes were undoubtedly wide open.

He looked at the peerless figure in front of him with a celestial girl coming to the world in disbelief. Because of fear and tremor, his eyes were almost about to pop out.

Of course he recognized that the person who came was recognized by the world today, and most likely the two powerful people in the divine realm.

But Tang Hao couldn't figure it out. What was the reason why Moon God ran to Yanxia alone?

Moreover, it seems that they are fighting against the Sword Saint and the others?

"Is it..."

After a brief panic, Tang Hao seemed to realize something, and his face suddenly changed.

The whole person was so scared that he almost cried.

"This woman, no...will not let us bury that man with you."

After realizing that something was wrong, Tang Hao hurried over.

First, I went to support the Sword Saint and the King of Fighters.

"Sword Saint, King of Fighters, are you two okay Chen Han?"

Tang Hao asked anxiously with a bitter face.

The Sword Saint wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and the King of Fighters forced himself to hold on and did not fall down.

The two of them stared at Yue Du in front of them with their eyes tightly, as if they were facing a great enemy.

"It's okay, I can't die."

"That's good." Tang Hao breathed a sigh of relief.

He was afraid just now that the Moon God killed the King of Fighters and the others.

Then this matter will be a big deal.

"Moon God, you...what do you mean?"

"We have never provoked you Japanese martial arts in the past few years, have we?"

Tang Hao turned around and asked to Yue with a harsh and timid look.

But the Moon God didn't care about his words, and asked coldly: "Are you also a member of the Temple of the Martial God?"

Tang Hao nodded and immediately reported his identity: "I am the third permanent hall master in the martial arts temple. What kind of complaints about Moon God can tell me. I, Tang Hao, still has some weight in Yanxia martial arts."

However, before Tang Hao finished speaking, the Moon God's expression became cold again: "Then you deserve to die!"

Buzz!

Another sword sound, the seven-foot long sword in front of Mo Wuya's crotch flew out again, and in an instant, it reached Yue Du's hand.

Between the Tianhe River, the Sword Saint and others saw that the Moon God held a long sword in his hand and slashed his sword angrily.

The sword energy crisscrossed the sky and fell straight to the sky.

"Tang Hao, hide!"

"Danger!"

The Sword Saint and Mo Gucheng were shocked.

Tang Hao was also so scared that his legs trembled.

But at this time, it is too late to avoid it.

As expected, Tang Hao quickly summoned his Haotian Divine Hammer and prepared to resist the attack.

However, Tang Hao took out the huge hammer.

The several sword energy had approached and then slashed hard on Tang Hao.

The robe was broken and blood flowed.
Chapter completed!