"You two, I don't know who wrote the letter sent to Luocheng! I want to ask you what is the root of chaos in the world?"

Hua Qianfan turned his head and looked at Zhao Rui, then stood up.

"I wrote that letter! But please wait a moment for His Highness Zhao. My Mo family is now dealing with the traitors in the sect."

Zhao Rui laughed: "Isn't it just dealing with a traitor? Where can I use it so troublesome?"

After the words came to his voice, his body suddenly flickered in front of Hua Qianfan and slapped him.

Caught off guard, Hua Qianfan was shot and flew away and hit the stone lion next to him.

This old guy's kung fu is also among the Mohist school, but unfortunately his internal skills are not as good as Zhao Rui.

Moreover, the kung fu inherited by King Jing Tian was all domineering moves. Just this move made the blood in Hua Qianfan's body boil.

"Your Highness Zhao, what do you mean?"

With a shout, the Mo family disciples wearing black clothes rushed up one after another and surrounded Zhao Rui in the middle.

The old man just now also forced out the Yu King's sword and stared at Zhao Rui with a vigilant look.

Unfortunately, the knife was too heavy. As soon as he pulled it out, he was overwhelmed and almost fell to the ground.

A sneer flashed across Zhao Rui's face, his body flashed for a moment, and then he arrived in front of him, grabbed the King Yu's sword easily and then slashed it.

All the disciples who died in the old man widened their eyes. They didn't expect that Zhao Rui's light skills were so powerful that he could escape from their siege.

But before everyone could react, Zhao Rui's body flashed again and arrived in front of Hua Qianfan like lightning.

"I've said it a long time ago that dealing with traitors in the door is very simple and there is no need to be so troublesome!"

Hua Qianqiu also reacted at this moment and immediately called the white-clothed disciples forward.

"Your Highness King Zhao, I hope you don't interfere in the affairs of my Mo family!"

Zhao Rui didn't care about that much at all, and he waved his long sword and wanted to cut it down.

Hua Qianfan's kung fu was not weak, so he immediately turned around and stood up, drawing out an extremely exquisite long sword from somewhere in his hand.

This sword is a little different from an ordinary sword. There are a large number of black spheres on the body, and each sphere emits a faint fragrance.

"If you have the surname Zhao, don't forget that this is the Mo family headquarters. If you are here, don't think about going out!"

After the words came, Hua Qianfan waved the common chops in his hand and slashed over. The black beads above also broke away from the sword body and rushed towards Zhao Rui.

"Your Highness, be careful that those beads contain the poison of my Mo family. Once they are touched, their flesh and blood will ulcerate and die!" Hua Qianqiu hurriedly reminded.

But Zhao Rui had no fear on his face. He gently waved his body, and the black spheres were rippled open. The Yu King's knife in his hand easily stabbed into Hua Qianfan's chest.

"That's such a good sword, you actually quenched the poison on it! I don't know what you think!"

After saying that, Zhao Rui burst into internal force in his hand, cutting Hua Qianfan's body in half.

No matter what the guy is, he deserves to die just by the letter he sent!

Hua Qianqiu next to him could not stop him at all. When he rushed to the front, he could only look at Hua Qianfan's body and sighed helplessly.
Chapter completed!