My WeChat Lian Yaojie

Chapter 841

"Boss, hurry up and go to rest." Dai Si said with some distress.

He was originally a person who valued affection and righteousness.

I can't see how much others have paid for him.

At this moment, he wished he could put his life in Ye Fan's hands.

But just can't say it.

It can only be expressed in such simple words.

Ye Fan smiled and patted his shoulder.

"I am fine."

"We killed so many people in Moxumen, I don't believe they won't come to take revenge."

"Go to bed, I'll wait."

How can everyone agree when they hear this.

"Boss, we won't sleep if you don't sleep."

"Yes, if there is any difficulty, we will stand together."

"Even if we can't help, we still have to face it with the boss."

"Haha, good brother!"

Ye Fan nodded heavily.

"Okay, I have beer and barbecue here, let's get high! Deal with them with a smile."

"Yo hoo!"

But everyone waited all night.

Mo Xumen's hair didn't even arrive.

Ye Fan killed [-]% of Mo Xumen's disciples.

It stands to reason that this enmity is already as deep as the sea, and revenge should be like a violent storm.

But Mo Xumen's inaction made him a little confused.

He didn't think that Moxumen Sect Master would just smile at him and let them go.

The next morning.

Ye Fan looked at the drunken crowd and murmured.

"Since you don't come to me, then I have to take the initiative to attack, otherwise it will also leave hidden dangers for the future."

Just doing what he said, Ye Fan walked out of the room and went straight to the survivor from yesterday.

"Go and find out the location of Mo Xumen first."

A basin of cold water woke him up.

Ye Fan asked lightly.

"Where is your sect? To be honest, I will spare you."

……

at the same time.

Mo Xumen.

Boom boom boom!
"Sovereign, can I come in?"

The person who spoke was the Great Elder of Mo Xumen, and Mo Hao, who is second only to the suzerain.

"come in!"

The suzerain of Moxu Sect, Mo Xuduan, sat in the center of the hall, and there was no one around.

At this time, he lost his usual heroic appearance and arrogance, and became a little depressed, as if he had aged decades.

"Sovereign, do you have any news about Mo Sang and Mo Zhuo?" Mo Hua asked eagerly.

The two juniors did not return all night.

It made him worry unceasingly, like ants on a hot pan.

"There is news." Suzerain Mo Xu replied in a deep voice.

Mo Jue's expression brightened: "The man named Zhuanfeng is dead?"

"No!"

Mo Xu shook his head, his face was slightly sad, and he sighed, "It's Mo Sang, Mo Zhuo, and Mo Chou who are all dead."

what?
Brother Zhuanfeng actually killed them all?
He is so powerful?
Mo Hua was surprised for a while, but the surprise was fleeting, and he clenched his fists again, and his face became ferocious.

Kill my junior brother.

This hatred is inseparable!

I will make you pay in blood!
"Sect Master, I take the initiative to ask Ying to kill that brother Zhuanfeng myself, and I will definitely bring his head back."

Mo Xu shook his head.

Don't say it's him.

Even I dare not go.

They know almost nothing about the Bald Legion.

Such a reckless past will only lead to death.

"No, it's too dangerous."

"Then what should we do? Could it be that we just watched a few junior brothers die?"

Mo Yao's emotions gradually became high, and his anger rose from his heart.

"Sect Master, don't you want to avenge the dead juniors?"

"You have worked so hard to manage the Moxu Sect for a hundred years. Eighty percent of the disciples died overnight at the hands of Brother Zhuanfeng. Are you willing?"

Mo Xu was also aroused, and shouted: "What can I do if I am not reconciled? Do you want me to use my life to prove that person's strength?"

Immediately, he sighed heavily.

"We have to find a way to lure that person to our territory."

……

And they don't know it.

At this time, Ye Fan was almost here.

10 minute later.

Ye Fan looked at the mountain gate of Mo Xumen. There are thousands of steps at the foot of the mountain, and there will be no disciples guarding it until halfway up the mountain.

However, these steps are like walking on the ground to Ye Fan.

After a few jumps, I came to the halfway up the mountain.

He smiled slightly.

"Mo Xu, open the door! I know you're home!"

"I am your grandpa Zhuanfeng!"

"Who is screaming outside in the early morning?"

"It's unlucky, what are you talking about?"

The disciple in the door was sleepy and just got up.

And Ye Fan's voice became louder and louder.

"Open the door, open the door, don't hide in it and don't make a sound, I know you are at home."

"You have the ability to kill my people, you have the ability to open the door!"

"hurry up……"

"Moxumen's important place, the idlers retreat quickly, or they will be killed without mercy!"

Ye Fan's cold eyes were devoid of any emotion.

He suddenly remembered what Xiaoman said.

Now, I want to become a killer with no emotions!
Mo Xu's sect was not a famous sect, and the entire sect was listed as a killable target by Ye Fan.

Today, he came to Tu Zong!

"Who came here, dare to break into Mo Xu's door alone, and take his life!"

"Come out, Golden Cudgel!"

Ye Fan did not answer their words.

face them.

Only the golden cudgel that came from rolling.

Ye Fan killed one person in ten steps, like a life harvesting machine driving to the top of the mountain.

The number of disciples who died at his hands is unknown.

The entire sect was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Miserable corpses were lying in various corners, like a piece of purgatory on earth.

Just like that, he rushed directly to the front of the main hall.

No one dared to step forward to face Ye Fan, and they all held weapons and looked ready to go.

But the footsteps kept retreating, obviously full of fear for Ye Fan.

In the end, everyone huddled in the hall, allowing Ye Fan to break in.

Dai Si has been following behind Ye Fan.

Looking at the scene in front of him, he was already stunned.

This is too violent.

One person, one stick actually picked the entire sect.

Still in other people's territory.

Is he the killing god of hell?

And this moment.

The suzerain of Moxumen, Mo Xugao, sat in the center of the hall, exuding all his power, like a majestic emperor, as if everyone would submit to his feet.

The original fear of the disciples also dissipated at this moment, and everyone glared at Ye Fan, as if wanting to tear him apart.

"Brother Zhuanfeng, isn't it? I admire your courage and strength. You dare to fight against the sect alone."

Mo Xu was very sad in his heart.

Almost all his disciples died.

Even if Ye Fan is killed today.

His Moxumen will also become history.

A sect without disciples is soulless.

What kind of storm can he stir up as a polished commander?
Looking at the place that has been in business for decades, but has been destroyed.

He has a pain like never before.

And these pains were caused by the man in front of him.

Ye Fan said lightly: "Why don't you dare? It's nothing more than wanting to do justice for the sky."

"How many despicable deeds have you done under the guise of justice?"

"As a member of the Martial Artists Association and the boss of the Bald Legion, I must kill you!"

(End of this chapter)