"Ha ha……"

"Since that's the case, I will use my martial arts to save me all the disciples of Mo Cang!"

When he finished speaking, Mo Taichong suddenly looked fierce, and an instant surge of aura surged out like a volcanic explosion.

"The Master of the Sect..."

All the disciples Mo Cang looked sad when they saw this scene.

Longlang, Pojun and Lone Wolf looked at Mo Taichong, who had his own martial arts skills with serious faces.

Then the lonely wolf sneered, and threw a bottle of medicine in his hand at the Eighth Elders opposite.

Longlang snorted coldly and said, "Mo Cangshi understands! Of course, if you don't accept it, you can continue!"

"Let's go!"

Longlang said hello and Pojun and Gulang turned around and left, not caring about Mo Cang and others' angry and hatred eyes.

If you don’t agree, come and fight!
Chapter completed!