Hai Ao turned around and looked up at the people of Zhaoyue Pavilion standing on the mountain road. His eyes were dark and his hands slowly took out the Ling Cang Sword. The sword finger pointed forward and said coldly: "Hai Ao, bring all the disciples of Ling Cang Sect to destroy the family!"

Zhuyue Taoist felt a cold feeling that instantly rushed into his heart, and his pupils suddenly shrank, Ling Cang Sect?

The others surrounding here were also suppressed by Hai Ao's momentum and looked at their head in panic.

Lingcang Gate?

When did the small sect that was always bullied by them at will have such a powerful disciple? Who is this person?

More than a year ago, Hai Ao had no spiritual energy on his body, just like a mortal, and had never entered the eyes of anyone from Zhaoyue Pavilion. Today he is here to take revenge, and even no one else knows who he is.

Hai Ao's eyes stared at the Zhaoyue Pavilion, and they moved in an instant, and disappeared from the spot in an instant. Before the people in Zhaoyue Pavilion could be surprised, a strong murderous intent overflowed from them!

brush!

Dao Ren An Zhi, hiding in the crowd, was grabbed by Hai Ao and looked in front of him in horror. The young man was actually in front of him!

How could it be so fast?!

Taoist Zhuyue suddenly opened his eyes wide. This guy captured an elder under their sect in just one breath, but he didn't react until the person was arrested!

Terrible, how strong is this person?

Just like a gust of wind blew, Hai Ao returned to his original place in the blink of an eye, but there was one more person in his hand.

An Zhi's arms were removed by Hai Ao at some point, and hung weakly on his side. His neck was firmly held in Hai Ao's hand. As Hai Ao's palm contracted, An Zhi's face turned pale due to fright and pain, slowly turning red. His eyes were protruding, and only a few cooing sounds of unknown significance came from his throat, full of despair and horror.

Zhuyue Taoist slowly closed his hands hidden in his sleeves, but did not dare to act rashly. This person was even more terrifying than he thought.

Hai Ao raised his arm, and a huge phantom of his arm melted out from his arm. His five fingers firmly clamped against An Zhi's neck and lifted it up from the ground little by little.

Taoist An Zhi felt that the thing that was tying his neck was as hard as cast iron. His feet were off the ground, and the extreme panic made him kick something randomly, but soon Taoist An Zhi discovered that the more he struggled, the tighter the hand that grabbed his neck would be.

"No……"

Taoist An Zhi's face was congested and looked very terrifying. His facial features were twisted and his expression was panicked. He was about to say something that he was about to break through the air and heard from him!

What?

Dao Ren An Zhi raised his eyes in horror.

puff!

Hai Ao held An Zhidao Ren in his left hand, raised his sword in his right hand, and stabbed him into his lower abdomen without warning, blood splattering!

An Zhidao Ren screamed in pain. He lowered his head tremblingly. On his lower abdomen, an ordinary sword was hung, and bright red blood flowed out of the sword body.

Seeing the elders of his sect being so abused, Taoist Zhuyue could no longer help, so he took another step forward, lowered his posture, and bent down deeply at Hai Ao: "Senior! After all, he is my elder Zhaoyue Pavilion, so please show mercy. If there is anything offended in the past, I would like to double the compensation!"

Before Zhu Yue could finish his words, Hai Ao held the hilt of the sword and exerted force. The sword body turned around the abdomen of An Zhi and then pulled it out suddenly. With An Zhi's scream, he stabbed it again!

Everyone in Zhaoyue Pavilion was shocked.

An Zhidao's face was covered with cold sweat, and two blood holes were penetrated through his abdomen, and blood was surging.

"Senior!" Taoist Zhuyue was shocked and couldn't help but raise his voice. Then he realized something and lowered his head and said, "I don't know what the relationship between senior and Lingcang Sect has, but the people in Lingcang Sect were not killed by us Zhaoyue Pavilion."

Hai Ao, who had always regarded Taoist Zhuyue as nothing, finally glanced at him with a direct look, but this glance was cold and deep, and heartbreaking.

"Senior..." Zhu Yue Taoist felt cold after being seen by him, and he forced himself to retreat.

Hai Ao raised his eyes slightly and looked at Taoist An Zhi in his hand again. His wrist trembled, and Ling Cang Jian left Taoist An Zhi's body. In the next moment, he quickly and suddenly stabbed a third blood hole in his body again!

An Zhidao's face was gone. He looked at Hai Ao, who was like a demon in fear, endured the severe pain on his body, and asked tremblingly: "Why... I offended the senior, and... I'd like to make it clear that I will repent."

Hai Ao's black eyes fell on Taoist An Zhi without any emotion. His hand holding the sword moved, and the sword body stirred inside Taoist An Zhi. Amid Taoist An Zhi's wailing screams, Hai Ao asked: "Do you still remember Jiang Yue?"

An Zhidao Ren said in pain: "I don't know you..."

"The gray seed of Lingcang Sect." Hai Ao continued.

These six words seemed like thunderbolts exploded in An Zhidao Ren's mind. He suddenly widened his eyes, and the fear inside was about to overflow.

It was that gray species, the gray species that was nailed to death on the mountain wall by his own sword!

Taoist An Zhi stared at Hai Ao blankly, and his despaired look filled with his face. He didn't care about his embarrassment and begged for mercy in panic: "I... the villain doesn't know that the gray species is a relative of the immortal... I don't know that he is related to the immortal. The villain is an unintentional mistake. If he knows that it has something to do with the immortal, he will not dare to take action even if he gives the villain a hundred courage!"

Taoist An Zhi was really scared. His face was full of tears and his nose and tears were all over. He cried regardless of his image. If it weren't for the fact that Hai Ao was squeezing his neck, he would probably have knelt on the ground and begged for mercy at this moment.

Hai Ao looked at Taoist An Zhi's miserable appearance, and his expression changed at all. He just moved his right hand and pulled out the sword from Taoist An Zhi. Before the splashing blood fell to the ground, he pierced his body again!

"Do you still remember Yang Lin who was killed by your sword?"

Taoist An Zhi was so mentally trembling that he was tortured by severe pain. His whole body was trembling and he thought in a daze, was that old waste man also a relative of this god of killing?

Endless despair and panic arose from An Zhidao Ren's heart, and the fear of death to torture him, causing him to collapse little by little.

"Give me your life, please spare me. There are many immortals, so let me give you a little one. I really don't know that he is also your relative. Our Zhaoyue Pavilion is willing to compensate you, and you are willing to compensate..."

Taoist An Zhi was covered in tears and his face was covered in tears. He was sad and sad. He heard the gathered disciples of Zhaoyue Pavilion and were both scared and angry.

Hai Ao didn't even look at Taoist An Zhi, so he drew his sword again and stabbed him!

The bright red blood flowed all over the ground, and Taoist An Zhi could no longer even scream.

"Stop! How can I allow you to be so presumptuous in Zhaoyue Pavilion!"

An angry shout came from behind the Taoist Zhuyue. A young disciple in his early twenties flew out from behind the Taoist Zhuyue. His face was full of anger. He pulled out his carry-on sword regardless of concern and pointed directly at Hai Ao!

brush!

Hai Ao didn't even look at the man. With his left hand moved, Ling Cang sword pulled out from Taoist An Zhi again, and passed a semicircle in the air. The sharp sword energy gushed out and fell on the young disciple in an instant!

The strong wind suddenly rose, and the sword intent was like the sea!

Fang He, a disciple of Zhaoyue Pavilion, hurriedly raised his sword to resist, but it was useless. Hai Ao's sword energy seemed to be able to split the void and flashed through his abdomen!

Chop halfway!

Fang He only felt a chill in his abdomen, and then the severe pain swept across his body in an instant and fell from the air in an instant. His body had been split into two parts by Hai Ao's sword. Blood gushed out, and the ground was dyed red in an instant!

"Ah! Ah!..."

The person who was cut in half would not die immediately. Fang He let out a beast-like roar and curled up on the ground. He watched his body separate, and watched blood flow out of his body. There was endless fear and despair in his eyes: "Save me, Master save me..."

"Ahe!"

Taoist Zhuyue was furious. This young man was not an ordinary disciple, but his direct disciple. Seeing his disciple being beheaded, Taoist Zhuyue was heartbroken, but his rationality was still there, and he only dared to call his disciple's name softly.

The disciples of Zhaoyue Pavilion looked at the scene of Fang He being cut in half, and their faces were pale. When they looked at Hai Ao, they were like watching a god of death coming in blood, and they were extremely frightened.

That's not a human at all, it's a devil!

When did we Zhaoyue Pavilion get into such a killing god?

Hai Ao's sword in his hand was passing through the ground. After the mountain gate of Zhaoyue Pavilion, it turned into a considerable route. He calmly stabbed the sword back into An Zhidao's body and said coldly: "Those who cross the line will be killed without mercy."

Zhuyue Taoist looked extremely hard to see. His forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he said to Hai Ao in a trembling voice: "It is our sin to offend my seniors by Zhaoyue Pavilion inadvertently. We are willing to be punished by the Supreme Immortal, but if the Supreme Immortal is willing to show great mercy, I Zhaoyue Pavilion is willing to pay all the price to compensate you!"

Seeing that Hai Ao was unmoved, Taoist Zhuyue again said: "Senior, although my Zhaoyue Pavilion is just a small sect and cannot be seen by you, we have always had a good relationship with the Dao Sect of Wanzai. I don't know if you have a connection with the Dao Sect. Please see it in front of the Dao Sect and let us go to Zhaoyue Pavilion once."

puff!

Hai Ao seemed to have not heard the words of Taoist Zhuyue at all. The sword in his hand moved quickly, pulling it out, stabbing it in, pulling it out, stabbing it in...

Dao Ren An Zhi was covered in blood, his abdomen had been stabbed into a huge hole, and his blood mixed with his intestines flowed all over the ground, as if he would die completely with another sword.

But Hai Ao's sword accurately avoided all the fatalities of Taoist An Zhi. He cut him with one sword and one sword, but did not let him die. He could only endure this seemingly endless pain and torture.

The strong smell of blood floated in the air, making many young disciples in Zhaoyue Pavilion almost feel sick.

Taoist Zhuyue knew that this was not a solution. He lowered his eyebrows and sent a secret message to a little disciple outside the crowd: "Go to Daoyi Sect to ask for help."

The little disciple received the secret order of the leader and looked anxious. He was short and outside the crowd. He quietly glanced at the demon who was still committing murder, bent down and ran out.

brush!

The moment the disciple turned around, a sharp sound of breaking through the air suddenly sounded, and a sword energy penetrated the bodies of more than ten disciples of Zhaoyue Pavilion and arrived in an instant, passing through his lower abdomen. The running disciple separated from his lower body, and blood spurted out. He roared on the ground in pain.

The disciples of Zhaoyue Pavilion who had just received the sword energy also screamed repeatedly. The extreme panic finally made them collapse and they were about to run away!

"Those who move indiscriminately will be killed without mercy."

Hai Ao's cold voice sounded and fell into everyone's ears at Zhaoyue Pavilion.

It seemed as if there was a ban, and no one dared to move.

Zhuyue Taoist's lips trembled for a moment, and his calm expression finally panicked.

Hai Ao looked at Taoist An Zhi who was on the verge of collapse: "You said Jiang Yue, Yang Lin is my relative. This is a good thing. Not only these two people, but the entire Lingcang Sect are my relatives. But now they are dead, and they are dead because of you."

"No, no! Senior, this has nothing to do with our Zhaoyue Pavilion. It is all done by this beast alone. Senior is willing to fight and punish, so I will obey all the Lord!" The scared Taoist Zhuyue knelt on the ground with a pounce, and said while kowtowing.

Hai Ao turned his head and looked at the people of Zhaoyue Pavilion with a shivering look, obviously trembling with fear: "Do you know how to be afraid? Why aren't you afraid when you have been bullying Cangmen for a hundred years? These hundred years of grudges, one hundred and seventeen lives cannot be solved by stabbing a few swords or killing two people."
Chapter completed!