In order to carry forward the skills and unite all the immortal sects to resist the demons, he passed on those skills to everyone.
But what are those people saying now?
Fellow Daoist Mo is a traitor?
The battle is about to begin.
Mo Qin seemed to be at ease dealing with four immortals at the same time.
There is no unnecessary movement in each move.
After just a few moves, those immortals were beaten back step by step.
An immortal glared at Mo Qin, trying to see through his identity:
"Who on earth are you?"
Mo Qin shook the sword she had just bought and said, "Want to know?"
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"I'm sorry, but I don't want to tell my name to a bunch of rude guys."
What does this have to do with politeness?
The immortals looked at each other and could only turn around and run away.
Those immortal disciples didn't dare to step forward, and just stood there in fear and apologized:
"I'm sorry, Brother Mo, we didn't know they were..."
"Friend Mo, are they really your fellow disciples?"
Of course Mo Qin would not acknowledge him: "We are not from the same sect." We are just from the same clan.
The disciples didn't care whether it was true or not, they just expressed their loyalty:
"Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Mo, we will never make such a mistake again!"
Think about it carefully, if such a sect really existed, possessing so many powerful skills, would such a sect be unknown?
But where do those skills come from?
Mo Qin said nonchalantly, "It doesn't matter. Saving your life is the most important thing."
If those immortals cannot get the information they want, there is no guarantee that they will not attack these immortal disciples.
It is very easy for the immortals to find out Mo Qin's name. They can just ask anyone who has seen her.
Mo Qin didn't care about her identity being exposed.
End of this chapter
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