The God of Sword was praised, but he couldn't be happy, and his face looked even worse than crying.

He never expected the situation to develop to this point in advance.

He thought for a while and said, "When the Tianwu Realm travels through time, you may be in any part of the world. If you say you want to kill someone, can you kill someone? As long as we recover our strength, hum, it should be our killer on you."

Yu Mo rubbed his temples and said, "This is indeed a problem. Where will you appear when you travel over? This is a problem that needs to be solved urgently."

The God of Sword was relieved and breathed a sigh of relief.

However, he was not happy for too long.

Yu Mo changed the subject and said, "Actually, this is not an unsolvable question. You will definitely tell me the answer."

"Dream!" said the God of Knife disdainfully.

Yu Mo was not in a hurry at all and said, "Then let's take a look."

He was not in a hurry, and ignored the sword god and looked down at the mountain.

The leader of the Tang sect and his group returned, escorted many people and returned in triumphant success.

The sword god was so sensible that in a blink of an eye, the people in Lingshan fled, died, grabbed, and the money fell from the tree and scattered, turning into a plate of loose sand.

The leader of the Tang Sect laughed loudly: "We are back. It's so satisfying. These bastards ran faster than rabbits. Fortunately, we took action in time and did not let them all escape. Finally, we caught some."

Yu Mo nodded to the leader of the Tang sect and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

"What's the hard work? It's not hard work. Everyone is happy. Don't mention it's more relief." The leader of the Tang Sect said generously.

Others nodded and agreed, laughing loudly, sweeping away the previous downturn.

Yu Mo glanced at the person who was caught and asked, "How is the harvest? Where is the mountain master?"

The Tang Sect Master shook his head regretfully: "The mountain master is too cunning. He and Hou Yuan, three elders and some other Lingshan disciples successfully escaped. As for the others, those who died and those who were injured, but almost all the fellow practitioners who betrayed us before did not escape."

After saying that, the leader of the Tang Sect looked deep at the group of fellow workers in the world.

They had experienced a series of battles before, but they were not as fast as the disciples of Lingshan. They were like a tail, stuck at the end, and were taken over by the pursuers.

Yu Mo looked at the group of people, and they lowered their heads in shame. Someone kept trembling. With a thud, he knelt down and wailed: "Master Yu, all fellow practitioners in the world, we are all from the world. If you look up, you will see us. Let us go."

The others woke up and knelt down one after another, kowtowed and begged for mercy: "We are obsessed with ghosts, and it's all because of the mountain master threatening us."

"We actually all agree with you, Sect Master Yu, but we are just afraid for a moment. It's understandable..."

A group of people chattered endlessly, crying at their parents, hoping that Yu Mo could let them go.

Yu Mo asked his own people without comment: "Do you think you can let them go?"

Many people became silent and couldn't understand Yu Mo's thoughts.

Ye Qianqian gritted his teeth and hated the group of people. He replied: "You can't let them go! They want to kill us, and they have killed so many of our fellow men. You must not let them go."

The others were shocked and agreed: "You are right, you can't let them go. My brother is dead at their hands. I want to avenge him."

Everyone shared the same hatred of the enemy and was full of murderous intent, which scared these people to tremble and their faces were ashamed.

Yu Mo nodded and said, "Have you heard everyone's cry? Your actions have violated the public's anger. Can we let you go? If it were you, could you let us go?"

The group of people looked at each other, speechless, and lowered their heads in disappointment.

Some people cried and wailed, while others cried in a low voice.

Yu Mo turned a blind eye, and his eyes gradually became cold.

The leader of the Tang Sect asked in a low voice: "Yu Mo, do you really plan to kill them all? There are so many people, and most of them are famous people in the world. It is not worth it to commit more murderous crimes."

The Buddha clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, the living Buddha has compassion, so he will naturally not commit murder in vain."

Yu Mo looked at the crowd of people, and his heart moved, saying, "Killing them is a dirty hand. Besides, we are not the kind of people who are greedy and afraid of death, but they actually kill their fellow practitioners in the world. But the crime of death can be avoided, and the crime of living cannot be escaped."

"What are you going to do?" Everyone pricked up their ears and looked at Yu Mo curiously.

"Destroy their Qihai!"

Yu Mo said firmly.

Everyone thought for a while and accepted this.

But the other party felt like he was lost and shouted directly: "No, Master Yu, show mercy and destroy our Qihai. Then we will never be able to practice martial arts again, and we will become useless people."

"Yes, please let us go."

Yu Mo rubbed his ears and said disgustedly: "It's enough to save your life, and it's considered that you have done your best. You're still trying to save your martial arts."

Yu Mo waved his hand suddenly and shouted: "Do it!"

Everyone rushed out quickly, and their fists and palms directly hit their Qihai. Only a series of bangs and shatters were heard. Their Qihai was shattered, and their martial arts cultivation was destroyed.

The wailing sound came to an abrupt end, and many people fainted.

The sword god's eyelids twitched. Yu Mo was not only very skilled in martial arts, but also brave and resourceful. He was not an indecisive and kind-hearted person. Such an enemy was particularly difficult.

However, the God of Sword was also a little lucky because the mountain master and Hou Yuan escaped. The Martial Arts would definitely know the situation here that day and there would definitely be countermeasures.

"You'd better come early, come before Yu Mo pried open my mouth, otherwise, he would know where you came and it would be too late to put down the wrong person." The God of Knife thought silently.

The leader of the Tang Sect glanced at the God of Knife and asked, "What should he do?"

Yu Mo said with a smile: "I have my own use. Let's go down the mountain first and drive this group of people down the mountain. The top of the mountain is cold and they have no cultivation. Be careful to freeze them to death."

"You are kind-hearted and considered their blessing." The leader of the Tang Sect sighed.

"I'll heal our injuries first." Yu Mo glanced at everyone, almost all of his bodies were hung up, "Everyone will rest first, I'll heal you one by one."

Many people showed incredible expressions and asked: "Zengzhu Yu, are you still good at medical skills?"

"I understand a little bit." Yu Mo said modestly.

The leader of the Tang Sect said solemnly: "Old Hua, do you all know?"

Everyone nodded and mentioned Mr. Hua for some reason.

"Old Hua once asked Master Yu about medical skills. Do you think he understands medical skills?"

Everyone was in awe and said incrediblely: "So that's the case, the Yu clan is versatile, admired, admired!"

Yu Mo became serious and healed Qingcheng's injuries first.
Chapter completed!