C183 Unable to Bear It
Just now, he seemed to feel the coffin under his feet move a little...
Mo Qianli's eyebrows stood on end, his heart was filled with doubt.
However, he was not as obvious as the others.
At any time, a genius disciple like him had to show a high standard.
This was not a self-proclaimed name, but a symbol of a different identity.
Even though at this moment, he was also feeling a chill from the bottom of his heart...
"Mo Qianli, this idiot Yue Feng has already told me what to do. I'll give it to you now."
Under the puzzled gazes of the crowd, Loong Che's plain and ordinary words were heard once again.
However, these calm words were like a rock that had fallen into a calm lake, causing ripples to appear in the lake.
"Have you given up? What does this fellow mean by saying this?"
"Why did he suddenly confess? How is that possible? "
"This is impossible! What kind of cultivation level did senior disciple Yue Feng use? But... at this moment, where is he hiding? "
Everyone looked around the square suspiciously, but in the end, they found nothing.
While everyone was confused, Mo Qianli suddenly had a thought and a bad premonition arose spontaneously.
Then, he casted out his Profound Qi and stamped his foot on the coffin. In an instant, the coffin beneath his feet was crushed into pieces.
A shocking and soul-stirring scene appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
"Senior disciple Yue Feng!"
"Uhh..."
Everyone looked at the place where the coffin had exploded and left the ground.
Then, the shock in their hearts surged up to their hearts like a tsunami.
They immediately recognized Yue Feng, who had just disappeared.
However, when they called out this name, the shock on their faces completely froze.
Because, apart from Yue Feng, they had also found a few other corpses.
As for these corpses, they knew each other.
Every one of them was an important figure in the Purple Sun Sect.
There was even an Elder among them.
Yang Wei, Elder! Senior Hu Tian! Senior Brother Yue Feng, senior Brother Liu Loong...
It was as if there was a gust of cold wind blowing between the heaven and earth, causing everyone's hair to stand on end.
All the disciples were stunned.
Mo Qianli's body was also stiff at this moment, as if he was trembling uncontrollably.
They looked at this scene in disbelief. Some of them even rubbed their eyes hard, thinking that they were dazzled, but the more they saw, the more real it became.2
Other than shock, there was also shock!
"This... Loong Che actually killed so many people from the Purple Sun Sect!"
"The three heroes of the Internal Sect, Yue Feng and Hu Tian were all killed by him!"
"Yang Wei, Elder... didn't he go to the Heaven Gate Town to find Loong Che? Could it be..."
"How is this possible?!"
"This is absolutely impossible!"
Everyone's heart was in turmoil.
It was as if this was the most soul-stirring scene they had ever seen in their lives, shocking them to the point that they were covered in cuts and bruises.
However, when they gradually recovered from their shock, their expressions were complicated as they cast their gazes towards the figure of Mo Qianli in the arena.
The shock in Mo Qianli's heart was even greater than the surrounding people.
Yue Feng was the same as his cultivation level, and his combat strength was almost the same.
However, in the time it took to smoke a puff of smoke, he was completely killed by Loong Che!
He even threw Yue Feng into the coffin without anyone noticing.
How could he bear this?!
Mo Qianli's expression changed. The arrogance from before had changed. The gloomy expression had completely disappeared.
At this moment, he didn't even know what to do...
Loong Che even dared to kill Yang Wei and Elder of the Purple Sun Sect. How could he control such a situation?
Swoosh!
Under the shocked and expectant gazes of the crowd, Mo Qianli actually took a step forward and flew towards the mountain gate of the Purple Sun Sect, fleeing for his life.
He had actually escaped...
"Where the f * ck are you running to?!"
However, before he could escape into the mountain gate, Loong Che's icy cold voice resounded behind him...
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