I have been in confinement for 15 years, and I have become the emperor's son!

When their fearful eyes touched Mo Xuan's sword eyes, their whole bodies couldn't help trembling.

In the next moment, they abandoned their weapons and headed towards the Mo family's army, shouting in a desolate begging voice, "I am willing to surrender to the Mo family!"

"Great Elder, your people don't seem to be very loyal!"

Long Lei above the city wall said jokingly.

At this time, Mo Tian's face was also not good-looking, and he looked at the dozens of figures with resentment, never thinking that the cronies he brought out would turn against each other.

Mo Yunxiao sat on top of the unicorn beast, with a flash of light in his deep eyes, he said lightly, "Kill!"

After the order was issued, the disciples of the Mo family held up the divine crossbow behind them.

In an instant, bows and arrows pierced through the bodies of those people like an endless tide, without the slightest mercy.

The sky is stained with blood, and the smell of blood remains in the air. This is the Mo family's law of survival!
The traitor is killed, and the descendant is destroyed!

The Mojia never needed a dog wagging its tail!
They thought that Mo Yunxiao would let them live because of their blood relationship, but they underestimated the viciousness of this old fox.

Those who betray my stranger will be killed without mercy!

"Boys of the Mo family, listen to me. There are no relatives on the other side of the city wall, only enemies! The one who takes Motian's head will take the lead!"

Following the orders from Mo Yunxiao, the head of the Mo Clan, the entire Mo Clan army rushed towards Jianye City like a swarm, and the battle gradually officially began!
Mo Tian and Long Lei were also unambiguous, and instructed the troops in their hands to fight hard, but the Mo family's army was extremely ferocious and overwhelming.

The Ancestral Dragon Mountain couldn't block the fierce attack of Mo's family at all, and for a while, this side was already in decline.

In the midst of the fierce battle between the two armies, bursts of blood appeared in the direction of the Soochow Palace.

"Why is there a fire in the backyard of this Ancestral Dragon God Mountain!"

Although Sword Emperor Moxuan's swordsmanship is not fierce, it contains a sense of tranquility and Taoism. Those masters from Zulongshenshan are no match for him.

After killing a few masters of Ancestral Dragon God Mountain with a single blow, he looked towards the Soochow Palace with his sword eyes, as if he had vaguely guessed something.

Not far from him, a cross sword technique shocked the world, invincible with a thunderbolt, the blood mist dispersed, and a blood-red sword demon walked out of it, it was Moxuan.

He wiped the blood stains on his body, looked towards the palace like Mo Xuan, and said in a deep voice, "It seems that Ah Yao has already started to do something, this is different from what was agreed in advance!"

Before Mo Yao sneaked into Jianye City, he had discussed with the two of them in advance.

And now that such a thing happened, it can only explain one thing.

The Soochow Palace also hid a master of Zulong Shenshan, and their emperor Moyao had already fought against this person.

"You two are the sons of the emperor who are worried about your family?!"

Long Lei quietly appeared in front of the two, surrounded by more than a dozen masters from Ancestral Dragon Mountain, whose cultivation bases were all higher than saints, not weaker than the two sword emperors.

At this time, a burst of laughter came out from the crowd, "Old Yunxiao, you actually conquered and killed the enemy yourself, your demeanor remains the same as before!"

A sallow and thin old man dressed in civilian clothes stepped forward, with two dark yellow tentacles on his forehead like Long Lei's, which was the symbol of the dragon clan.

There are twelve royal families, six royal families and three emperor families in Zulongshenshan, but the emperors seem to be no longer in Zulongshenshan.

And this old man is the patriarch of the Shanlongwang clan, Long Yuanyang, who is Long Lei's grandfather.

"grandfather!"

Seeing that voice, Long Lei grinned excitedly.

If Long Yuanyang is here, this battle will definitely be won!
"Yuan Yang, let's fight!"

Mo Yunxiao's voice was stern, like the roar of a tiger, not at all like an old man on the verge of death.

Following this cry, his entire aura became invincible. His head was white, and under the breeze, there was an undetectable trace of Dao Yun.

Mo Yunxiao knew that Mo Yao might be in a big trouble at this time, and the Saint Source Three God Realm was much stronger than the Gathering God Realm.

However, everyone present did not expect that Mo Yao, the emperor of the Mo family, had reached the peak of the late stage of the Heavenly Soul Realm long ago.

The head of the Shanlongwang family and the head of the Mo family also quickly fought.

The Sword Demon and the Sword Emperor also led the saints of the Mo family to fight with the masters of Zulong Shenshan.

Such scenes can be described as incomparably magnificent, swallowing mountains and rivers with arrogance!
As long as the emperor of the Mo family dies, the genius of the younger generation of the Mo family will be broken!
Long Lei said with a sinister smile, there will be no one who will affect him, after all, his opponents are those monsters in the clan.

Just when he was secretly happy, a bloody corpse rolled down not far from him.

At this time, an incomparably majestic voice rang in everyone's ears, and that voice came to the world like a divine voice from the eternal sky.

"Mo Yao, the emperor of the Mo family, please enlighten me!"

On a roof in Gaocheng in Jianye City, the man was dressed in white, without any dirt, and was always so clean, as if washed by the fairyland of the Heavenly Palace.

His black eyes were clean and clean, and his white clothes were peerless, like a banished fairy descending to earth, with a sense of immortality that others could not match.

And behind him are the three thousand swordsmen, following behind.

They used to be swordsmen from the Eastern Wu Dynasty, but now they surrendered to this 15-year-old boy.

They witnessed with their own eyes how this white-clothed young man manipulated a strong man of the Holy Origin Trinity Realm in the palm of his hand.

I don't know what method Mo Yao used, but the cultivation of the three thousand swordsmen behind him has reached above the Ksitigarbha Realm, and the highest one is not weaker than the Heavenly Soul Realm.

"He is Mo Yao!"

Long Lei looked at the emperor of the Mo family in shock. Although the other party's cultivation was only at the Heavenly Soul Realm, the mystery in it brought him a little danger.

"My grandson, Long Lei, kill this son!"

Long Yuanyang laughed, and continued to fight with Mo Yunxiao.

And Mo Yunxiao's wrinkled face showed a smile, but he didn't know that there was surprise in that smile.

He admitted that Mo Yao's talent was unparalleled in the world, but he couldn't believe it to such a degree.

You know, when Mo Yao left the forbidden area, he didn't even reach the God Gathering Realm, but now he has become a master of the Heavenly Soul Realm, and he is still at the peak in the later stage.

If it weren't for the blood-stained corpse just now, he would never have believed that Mo Yao would have reached such a point.

Feeling the shocking fighting intent from Long Lei, Mo Yao smiled playfully, and gave an order to the three thousand swordsmen, "Do what you should do."

Although the three thousand swordsmen have low cultivation levels, it is easy to deal with the low cultivation disciples of Zulongshenshan. After all, they used the fighting secret method provided by Moyao.

Even Mo Yao was shocked by such a secret technique.

"I heard that you were only born more than ten years ago, but it's a pity that you were born in Mo's family, and you are destined to be destroyed by my ancestor Dragon God Mountain!"

At such a time, Long Lei did not forget to mock his opponent wantonly.

"The mountains and rivers here are the places where you will be buried!"

Mo Yao smiled lightly, but that smile released endless killing intent.