"How could I, Zhao Ritian, have joined such a sinful place, with my despicable and shameless Holy Lord and Huo Zhenzhen?"

"This is absolutely infuriating! I, Long Aotian, am so angry my liver hurts!"

"He, as a holy lord, actually wanted to murder his own disciple, and now that we've spoken, he wants to kill us too?"

"My name is Ye Fan, you old codger, come and kill me?"

"Hahahaha, look at this damn Holy Lord's expression! If the senior weren't here, he probably would have already attacked us, right?"

“That’s right, so we don’t need to be afraid now. We can be safe by following behind our senior. Anyway, I, Ye Liangchen, don’t want to stay in this Yin-Yang Holy Land anymore!”

Not all living beings will submit to resources and power.

There is such a group of people.

He walked through the long, dark night, yet remained undaunted by the thorns and brambles, and continued to face the storms with a smile.

That's because there's always a guiding light in his heart.

These are all living beings.

It's you, it's me, it's him.

Indeed, never forget your mother's original intention!

But whether it's him or his mother, it doesn't matter.

Compared to these people.

Those monks in holy lands who dare not speak the truth are not necessarily unable to distinguish right from wrong, or good from evil.

They also wanted to express their opinions like these people, and loudly condemn the Holy Lord and Huo Zhenzhen!

But that won't work.

They had all sorts of worries, all silently telling them that if they did this, they would pay a heavy price.

Were they wrong?

No.

What's wrong with someone who just wants to live a peaceful life?!

Seeing the situation spiral out of control, and noticing the embarrassed and angry faces of Huo Yijian and his daughter.

Chen Rui angrily rebuked Mo Wuxie, then rushed forward quickly, carrying a magical sword in his hand, which unleashed a terrifying burst of smoke.

Seeing this, Mo Wuxie dodged the sword and then, as if shrinking the distance between them, arrived in front of Chen Rui. Chen Rui was shocked and tried to dodge, but it was too late!

Mo Wuxie punched Chen Rui hard on the head.

"boom!!!"

Brain matter splattered everywhere!

Chen Rui died so cruelly. Mo Wuxie glanced at Huo Zhenzhen and smiled, "My former senior sister, are you happy?"

Huo Zhenzhen was so angry that her delicate body trembled violently, and her breathing became extremely rapid. She stretched out an arm, her trembling fingers pointing at Mo Wuxie.

"You...you..."

"You killed Chen Rui?"

Her eyes gradually turned red.

"That's the man I love most."

"Mo Wuxie!"

"I...I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill you!!!"

Huo Zhenzhen roared repeatedly, having lost her mind. She picked up a cauldron-shaped magic weapon and hurled it fiercely at Mo Wuxie.

The small blue cauldron opened in the wind and eventually transformed into a huge cauldron.

From within the cauldron's mouth, several divine rays burst forth, the very essence of the magical treasure, intent on utterly destroying Mo Wuxie.

However, no matter how powerful she was, how could she be a match for Mo Wuxie?

Mo Wuxie didn't need any magic weapons at all. With a wave of his sleeve, the many divine rainbows immediately dissipated, and the cauldron fell from the sky.

"Huo Zhenzhen, you're a good-for-nothing, what use are you?"

Mo Wuxie laughed coldly.

Having become enemies, he no longer showed any politeness towards the other party verbally.

Enraged, Huo Zhenzhen immediately looked at Huo Yijian and cried out, "Father, please kill this bastard!"

Mo Wuxie didn't care about those words at all. Since that mysterious senior was there to take him away, he certainly wouldn't just watch him get killed.

Huo Yijian was filled with rage. He watched as Chen Rui was killed by Mo Wuxie, and his precious daughter would have no one to love from now on. As her father, how could he let Mo Wuxie go?

"It's all time to end it all."

At this moment.

Kuafu stood up, a cold glint flashing in his eyes, and his gaze fell upon Huo Yijian.

In an instant.

Huo Yijian's body suddenly felt heavy, and the fear in his heart increased exponentially at this moment, making him feel as if he had been locked onto by a god.

This suffocating feeling was driving him crazy!

"boom!"

A vast and powerful aura, as immense as the sea and as majestic as Wang Yang, descended upon Huo Yijian. All beings stared in disbelief as the Yin-Yang Saint Lord's physical body exploded, leaving behind a pile of mangled flesh.

"father!"

Upon seeing this scene, Huo Zhen screamed shrilly. She had completely gone mad, with tears of blood streaming down her face and her complexion deathly pale.

She had previously lost her ideal husband.

Now he has lost his dearest father.

Her heart was instantly riddled with holes, as if it were bleeding.

All the Yin-Yang Holy Land cultivators present stared at Kuafu with complicated expressions. They never expected that the Yin-Yang Holy Lord's death would be so cruel!

He's a late-stage Celestial Immortal!

In the entire Yin-Yang Holy Land, apart from the Yin-Yang Ancestor, Huo Yijian is the strongest cultivator.

However, under the gaze of this mysterious man, his body exploded, and he died.

Horrifying!

Shocking!

Endless emotions intertwined in the hearts of every holy son and daughter. They clearly understood that they had encountered an unparalleled power, one that they could never contend with even if they cultivated for a lifetime.

I'm afraid this peerless power could crush all these so-called high and mighty holy sons and daughters like ants with just a flick of his finger!

In an instant.

Awe-inspiring gazes, respectful gazes, horrified gazes, and shocked gazes all surged toward Kuafu, like a tidal wave, endless and overwhelming.

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