Chapter 674 Don’t even think about it

Wu Fan has strength and is very strong. Mo Hu is convinced of this. Otherwise, Wu Fan would not have been able to destroy the Shaoyang Sect and Tongtian Sect, and quietly kill several people including their Yuntian Palace. The top master of the first-class sect.

Moreover, Wu Fan had previously expressed his desire to conquer them.

In this way, Wu Fan has the ability and reason, so it shouldn't be a big problem to ask him for help.

In fact, Mo Hu had no choice, because apart from Wu Fan, he could not think of anyone he could ask for help. If he asked other sects for help, they might not agree, and even if they agreed, they might not have the ability to defeat the Xiaotian Clan. With that kind of strength, he might have the same idea as Xiaotianmen.

Mo Hu also knew in his heart that once he asked Wu Fan for help, it would mean that he chose to surrender to Wu Fan and be loyal to Wu Fan. Otherwise, Wu Fan would not be able to take action at all.

However, at this time, Mo Hu could not control so much. Compared to Xiao Tianmen, who had deep grievances, Mo Hu would rather seek refuge with Wu Fan. He was more optimistic about Wu Fan's development.

Moreover, Mo Hu had a vague feeling in his heart that Wu Fan would not stop completely after taking revenge on several of their sects, and would probably take action against other sects, and Mo Hu did not think that people from other sects could stop Wu Fan. Fan's offensive, so it will eventually be conquered by Wu Fan.

Rather than being subdued later, it is better to take refuge now. If he takes refuge earlier, at least his status in Wu Fan's heart will be higher.

"Mo Hu, I advise you to give up resistance. Your Yuntian Palace's current strength cannot be our opponent at Xiaotian Clan. If you continue to resist, you will only increase unnecessary sacrifices. You want all the disciples of Yuntian Palace to die." Here?" Seeing the fierce resistance from Yuntian Palace, Liu Zihao couldn't help shouting at Mo Hu.

Liu Zihao did not doubt that he could defeat Yuntian Palace. The two sects were originally equally powerful, but now Yuntian Palace suffered heavy losses. If he could not win under such circumstances, he might as well go home and farm.

And knowing that he could win and annex Yuntian Palace, Liu Zihao naturally didn't want too many people to die, whether they were people from Yuntian Palace or his Xiaotian Clan, because in his heart, these people would all be him. Every time one of his men dies, the strength of his sect weakens.

"Liu Zihao, don't think I will surrender!" Mo Hu slashed away a Xiaotian Clan disciple, raised his head and said loudly to Liu Zihao: "I was ambushed by your Xiaotian Clan three years ago, and I still have scars on my back. A long scar!"

"The past is the past, and the present is now! In the past, your Yuntian Palace also attacked our Xiaotian Clan." Liu Zihao said: "You want to disregard the safety of the entire Yuntian Palace disciples because of your own personal grudges?"

"Liu Zihao, please stop stirring up trouble here!" Mo Hu shouted: "Today, even if you say that you are breaking the sky, I will not surrender. If you want to annex our Yuntian Palace, kill me first!"

"You don't know how to live or die!" Mo Hu's stubborn attitude made Liu Zihao very angry. He knocked away a disciple of Yuntian Palace with one palm, and then killed Mo Hu: "You don't want me to give you a chance, since you are deliberately seeking death. , then I will make it happen for you!”

"Okay, I'm also about to learn the power of Master Liu's Heart-Breaking Palm!" Mo Hu roared.

The two men went straight towards each other, and soon they were fighting each other. The disciples around them knew each other well and did not join in the fun, leaving a small battlefield completely to the two of them.

However, within two minutes of the fight, Mo Hu began to slowly fall into a disadvantage. He was not very strong, only at the peak of his dark strength. Although he was only one wall away from the transformation stage, he was not yet a master of the transformation stage.

And Liu Zihao is a master in the middle stage of energy transformation. There is a huge difference in strength between the two. If Mo Hu hadn't fought bravely, fearlessly and risked his life, he might have been at a disadvantage long ago.

Liu Zihao thought that he could defeat Mo Hu, so he was unwilling to take the risk of getting injured. They both knew that Mo Hu would not be able to sustain this style of play for long, and when the time came, Mo Hu would be at a disadvantage.

Sure enough, in about two minutes, Mo Hu's movements were a little slow. He was the only elder in Yuntian Palace and was under great pressure. In the battle just now, he needed to fight in front and share the pressure of everyone, so he just It has already consumed a lot of energy.

"Mo Hu, after all these years, you are still at the peak of Anjin. You are indeed a waste." Liu Zihao struck Mo Hu in the chest with his palm and mocked.

Mo Hu waved his sword to resist, forcing back Liu Zihao's palm, panting slightly: "Even if I die today, I will never let you succeed."

"Death, you are definitely going to die today. No one can save you!" Liu Zihao said: "However, whether you let me succeed or not is not up to you. If you think you are dead, your Yuntian Palace still has Who can take charge?"

Liu Zihao's words made Mo Hu's face darken. He was already the last elder of Yuntian Palace. Once he died, Yuntian Palace would be leaderless and it was completely foreseeable that it would be annexed by Xiaotian Clan.

"Wu Fan, why don't you come? Aren't you going to conquer our Yuntian Palace? If you don't come, there will be nothing." Mo Hu thought anxiously.

As soon as Mo Hu was distracted, Liu Zihao seized the opportunity and hit him on the chest with a palm. Mo Hu vomited blood and flew backwards, and his face turned pale instantly.

"You're only at the peak of your dark strength, but you dare to be distracted during a fight. You really don't care about life and death." Liu Zihao mocked Mo Hu after he succeeded in one blow.

Mo Hu supported the ground and wanted to get up. Liu Zihao moved one step faster and kicked Mo Hu in the abdomen, kicking him out again. Mo Hu's aura was weaker than before.

"Tell your men to stop, otherwise, I will kill you myself!" Liu Zihao came to Mo Hu and said in a condescending voice.

"Don't even think about it!" Mo Hu said.

"Okay, since you are looking for death, I will fulfill your wish. I also want to see whether the disciples of Yuntian Palace will continue to fight to the end after your death!" Liu Zihao said, and then he slapped Mo Hu's forehead with his palm, he wanted to smash Mo Hu's head.

However, at the moment when Liu Zihao made his move, he suddenly felt a cold breath locking him. His body was cold, and he immediately took back two steps. Then, he saw a cold arrow, flashing with cold light, flying past where he just stood. If his action just now was a second slower, then he would have fallen to the ground like Mo Hu.

Liu Zihao suddenly turned around and looked in the direction where the arrow flew from. Then, he saw a group of people walking in from outside the Yuntian Palace. At the moment, one of them was holding a longbow and staring at him coldly.

"Wu Fan!" Mo Hu, who was lying on the ground, also saw the person coming outside and couldn't help but shout out in joy.

Mo Hu had never thought that one day he would be so happy when he saw Wu Fan appear.