"Stop him, stop him quickly, don't let him in."

There was blood flowing all over the place at the Jiang family’s mansion.

The gray-haired Liu Wuming was in charge of the central army and loudly commanded the guards of the Jiang family and said, "Form a formation, don't be confused. You dare to rush into the gate of my Jiang family with one person. Today, you will be left without returning."

"Haha, is that?"

Qin Mo smiled coldly, his calf suddenly exerted force, and his body accelerated again.

His target is Jiang Wenxian, and he is not interested in getting involved with these shrimp soldiers and crab generals.

With a long roar, Qin Mo danced countless sword flowers with the long sword in his hand, without any concern about the countless tips of the swords that were about to fall on his body, and rushed straight towards the inner door.

Jiang Wenxian's breath...is there!

"Broke off my mother's tombstone, even if you escape to the ends of the earth, I will take off the head of your neck."

With one knife, the head flew down and blood gushed out, dyeing the white and tidy ground bright red.

At the same time, Qin Mo was also stabbed in the shoulder, and blood flowed.

"Good boy, I'll let you go last time, it's fine if you don't thank me, but do you really think there is no one in my Jiang family?"

When Liu Wuming finally couldn't sit still when he saw the Jiang family guards who had been in danger of fighting formation retreating against Qin Mo's sharp impact, he finally couldn't sit still. His beard fluttered in the wind. He pulled out the sword from his waist and pounced on Qin Mo.

"Today I will let you know that the Jiang family cannot be broken by just saying you can break through!"

Liu Wuming shouted loudly, and the long sword showed the momentum of Mount Tai and slashed towards Qin Mo's forehead.

"Old guy, you're moving too slowly."

Qin Mo sneered, directly ignored Liu Wuming's blade, continued to move forward, punched a guard's head, and then turned around and blocked Liu Wuming's blade, holding it.

"Being a dog from the Jiang family, then be prepared to die."

A sharp look flashed in Qin Mo's eyes, his wrists trembled, and the long knife slashed at Liu Wuming's heart at an extremely tricky angle.

"Quickly notify the three major worshipers..."

A hint of horror flashed in Liu Wuming's eyes, he gritted his teeth, stopped retreating, and rushed towards Qin Mo without hesitation with a tragic mood.

He has not yet had such a profound understanding of the saying that he was afraid of being strong.

The moment Qin Mo made a move, he suddenly realized that he was really too slow...

"Puff!"

With a muffled sound, the long sword with a cold light penetrated the heart and stabbed directly from Liu Wuming's back.

Liu Wuming bleed blood in his mouth, held the long knife in Qin Mo's hand tightly, and roared with tears in his blood: "I'm notifying the entourage quickly and let the master leave quickly."

"Do you want to delay time?"

A trace of coldness flashed in Qin Mo's eyes. He did not compete with Liu Wuming for control of the long sword. He directly let go of his hand and kicked Liu Wuming's body away.

"Since you want this knife so much, I'll give it to you."

Alone and unarmed, Qin Mo rushed straight to the inner door of the Jiang family!

"Haha, the three major worships have arrived. I see how you can walk out of the gate of my Jiang family today."

Jiang Wenxian shrank in the inner door, and three old men with thin body and bulging temples stood in front of him.

Jiang Wenxian, who was originally panicked, calmed down, a cold light flashed in his eyes, pointed at Qin Mo, and said sternly: "Kill this son, there will be many rewards."

"Abide by the orders of the head of the family."

The three old men in Taoist robe bowed their hands and surrounded Qin Mo in a fan shape. Their eyes were filled with cold light, and they each took out their weapons.

"Does the Jiang family offer sacrifices?"

A trace of disdain flashed in Qin Mo's eyes, and his speed did not slow down at all, and rushed straight towards Jiang Wenxian.

Today, let alone Qin Xuanji, the Jiang family worshipped here. Even if the gods and Buddhas in the sky appear and the demons in the nine lands appear together, Qin Mo will kill Jiang Wenxian!

The fist roared, Qin Mo rubbed his body and rushed directly into the encirclement net woven by the three Jiang family worshipers.

"I really don't know where you got the courage to fight against three. Today you can leave your life here."

The three old men in Taoist robe had their eyes rolling in cold air, and the two short blades in their hands were like deathly sickles of the god of death, pointing directly to Qin Mo's vital points.

With two priests beside him, he was not worried that he would expose his defense and could attack with all his strength.

"Puff..."

The short blade entered the flesh, and the old man in the Taoist robe snorted coldly and said contemptuously: "But that's it...uh!"

Before he finished speaking, Qin Mo's cold face imprinted into his eyes, accompanied by a heart-wrenching sting.

The ten fingers were stretched open, and under the influence of spiritual energy, Qin Mo's fingertips made a cold light. After trying to get hurt, he wanted to endure the pain of the short blade entering the flesh, Qin Mo unexpectedly inserted his ten fingers directly into the chest of the old man in Taoist robe.

With a trembling wrist, Qin Mo grabbed the jumping heart directly in the old man in Taoist robe's chest, and sneered and pulled his arm back.

Throwing his heart that was still beating constantly on the ground, stomping on it, Qin Mo pulled out the short blade on his body and said calmly: "You are dead."

One person died and the encirclement was broken.

No one can stop Qin Mo's pace anymore.

Countless wounds on his body were constantly bleeding. Every step Qin Mo took, leaving a bright red blood footprint on the ground.

Jiang Wenxian... is right in front of him.

"Honor of the family, please leave!"

When the remaining two old men in Taoist robe saw that the enthrone was killed in one move, they were shocked and gritted their teeth and stopped Qin Mo and called Jiang Wenxian to retreat.

"You guys have no chance."

Qin Mo's eyes were like dark lake water, bottomless, and his body swept lightly. In the gap between the two old men in Taoist robe who had no time to set up defense lines, he rushed straight to Jiang Wenxian.

Jiang Wenxian, who witnessed Qin Mo killing all the way to the inner sect, completely collapsed and could not exert one-tenth of his strength, so he directly surrendered!

With his wrists exerted force, the spiritual energy surged out. Qin Mo looked at Jiang Wenxian, who was lifted in the air and his legs were kicked weakly, with murderous aura in his eyes.

"Qin Mo, you can't kill me!"

Jiang Wenxian looked frightened and shouted, "Do you know the consequences of killing me? If you dare to attack me, the entire Qin family will be buried with you for your reckless actions."

"Your father...your brothers, your mother's grave, all of this depends on a thought."

"Oh? Is that?"

Qin Mo smiled coldly, looked down at Jiang Wenxian who was trembling in his hands, and sneered: "Don't mention the Qin family, even if the four major families in Jiangcheng gather together, what's the fear of me, Qin Mo?"

"Click."

With a crisp sound, Qin Mo's wrists suddenly tightened, directly shattering Jiang Wenxian's throat.

Seeing Jiang Wenxian bleeding in his seven orifices and struggling to death in his hands, Qin Mo's eyes were calm and he quietly admired the last moment of the Jiang family's head's life.

"Is anyone else going to avenge him?"

Qin Mo stepped on Jiang Wenxian's head and looked down at the Jiang family, like a bloody demon god!

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!