Mr. Jin was sullen, then sneered:

"Young little brat, what do you know? The laws of Taoism are for those below, not for me."

"Surrender? I'm afraid that if I really surrender, even Daotingsi's small temple may not be able to accommodate me."

Mo Hua said with a face full of righteous indignation: "Then you admitted it? Admitted that you sold monks, killed people, and secretly refined human elixirs?"

Mr. Jin did not speak.

The ink painting is full of sarcasm, "If you dare to do it but don't admit it, you are also a coward."

"I thought you were a serious villain, but it turns out you're just a coward who hides your head and lets others work for you."

"Didn't you speak loudly just now? Why are you mute now? Dao Tingsi can't hold you, your face is bigger than your butt?"

Mr. Jin was instantly furious.

He knows it in his heart!

I know this kid is provoking him.

But precisely because the one who provoked him was a young brat, he felt that his breath was stuck in his throat and he couldn't swallow it at all.

Sometimes, when you go out to hang out, your face means dignity.

Someone ridicules you, you chop him up and throw him into the river to feed the water demon. From then on, no one dares to despise you.

But if on the other hand, someone laughs at you, and you remain silent and show nothing, everyone will despise you.

If even this young brat dares to ridicule himself in public and call himself a "coward" and a "coward", then he will have to deal with it in the future.

Even a person would step on his own head!

Young men will also feel that they have insulted their status and are not worthy of doing things for them in the future.

Mr. Jin looked ferociously and grinned.

"Okay, don't you want me to admit it? I will tell you today that you are right!"

"But so what?"

"I'm selling monks, I'm killing some bastards, I'm making human elixirs, so what?"

"Who cares about me?!"

"Is it you, the little one? Or is it Dao Tingsi who is like a lackey and is fed fat by the aristocratic family?"

"Even if I admit it, what can you do to me?"

"Do you think I am the same 'person' as those lowly monks who are governed by Taoism?"

"What does it matter if you kill a few lowly bastards and refine a few furnaces of elixirs?"

Mr. Jin's eyes were twisted and his expression was a bit ugly.

Mo Hua frowned, his expression gradually becoming cold.

"Brother Xiao An, Brother Xiao Quan, he admitted it himself. Let's have his limbs crippled and take him back to Daotingsi."

Gu An and Gu Quan also looked angry.

Mr. Jin was stunned for a moment, then smiled instead of getting angry, "Are you serious?"

Gu An and Gu Quan each held swords, their blood was boiling, and they wanted to use all their strength to capture Mr. Jin and his party.

But as soon as they took a step, a crystal clear water-shaped sword energy suddenly appeared and struck in front of them.

This sword's spiritual power is condensed and its power is terrifying.

With just a flick of the sword light, a ravine several feet wide was carved into the ground.

Gu An and Gu Quan were shocked by the sword intent, and their faces turned pale.

Golden elixir sword cultivator?!

Behind Mr. Jin, a man slowly walked out. He was dressed in aqua blue robes, with a fair face and a deep aura.

Gu An and Gu Quan didn't even notice him before.

The atmosphere in the venue instantly became tense.

Gu An and Gu Quan's eyes were serious, and they activated their swords to the maximum, silently protecting Mo Hua behind them.

The sword cultivator in the aqua-blue robe only smiled contemptuously and said in a condescending manner:

"Kneel down, take three bites, and swear not to tell anyone what you saw and heard today, and I will let you go."

Gu An and Gu Quan looked angry but didn't say anything.

Mr. Jin then said with a ferocious expression: "No, kill them! They must die, especially that kid who talks nonsense!"

The sword cultivator in aqua blue robe frowned slightly.

Gu An and Gu Quan also felt chilled in their hearts.

They don't care, but Mr. Mo can't make any mistakes.

Gu An said in a deep voice: "We are members of the Gu family!"

"The Gu family?" Mr. Jin sneered, "The Gu family is going to die too!"

The sword cultivator in aqua-blue robes' eyes flickered and he whispered: "It's better not to cause trouble..."

"Kill!" Mr. Jin said with stern eyes, "I will bear all the consequences!"

There was a hint of displeasure in the blue-robed sword cultivator's eyes, but he had no intention of brushing Mr. Jin off.

A trace of extremely condensed, solid golden elixir water spiritual power gathered at his fingertips, forming a sharp sword energy.

The blue-robed swordsman looked at the ink painting and said calmly:

"The golden elixir sword energy will kill you in just a moment, and it won't be too painful."

Then before Gu An and Gu Quan could react, the blue-robed sword cultivator pointed at each other, and the sword energy broke through the air.

The aqua blue sword energy is like a real spiritual sword, drawing out a dazzling water light that directly touches the heart of Mo Hua.

Gu An and Gu Quan were shocked.

The ink painting has a calm look and indifferent eyes.

Just when the sword light approached ten feet in front of Mo Hua, a colorful and bright light suddenly rose, and the wind blades appeared side by side, forming a barrier, just like the feathers of a peacock in full bloom, delicate and gorgeous, protecting Mo Hua.

in the middle.

The sword light could not break the feathers woven by the wind blade and collapsed on its own.

The blue-robed swordsman's pupils shrank and he couldn't help but look outside the courtyard.

Outside the wine shop, a monk wearing coarse clothes and a bamboo hat slowly stood up.

He was tall and tall, handsome in appearance, with a cold expression and a hint of pride as he looked at the blue-robed swordsman with disdain.

"Bastard, who are you going to kill?"
Chapter completed!