Chapter 120: Death is Not Enough to Atone for His Crimes!

  The several disciples who were besieging Fang Luoyou had not expected that Fang Luoyou would be so fierce, and for a moment they changed color in an instant. The sword moves they displayed were simply no match for Fang Luoyou's one move. They let out a shrill cry and turned to run away!

  Want to run? Haha, under my sword, no one is left alive! Fang Luoyou burst out laughing, his laughter was like the sound of the god of death, falling into the ears of those people, making their hearts feel a chill.

  "Slashing Sword Style!!"

  Fang Luo's eyes gleamed with a fierce light as he burst out laughing, his left hand forming a seal. His body began to roll and tumble in the lake water, then suddenly rose up into the air.

  That one red and one black divine sword, horizontally emerged, as if containing the power of the stars, with great momentum, thunderously killed and went away. Two sword auras, each as thick as a bucket, transformed into two long dragons, one red and one black, intertwined and surged out, causing the entire lake bottom to boil!

  Those few disciples didn't even have time to let out a miserable cry before they were instantly engulfed by the sword energy, not even leaving behind any bone residue!

  Chu Xiong's heart sank and he felt a chill run down his spine, thinking to himself that things were not going well. He lost all desire to fight and frantically urged on his spiritual energy, turning around to flee!

  "Today, no one is allowed to leave!"

  Beichen Tiange Sword in hand, Mo Bei's face revealed a stern expression, shouting out loud, urging the spiritual energy to rush forward two steps, blocking Chu Xiong's path!

  Mo Bei swung his hands, and the Northern Sky Heaven Punishment Sword went crazy, as if a demon was about to struggle out of the sword body, and slashed straight at Chu Xiong!

  The sword hums!

  With Mo Bei's slash, the viscous lake water was instantly torn apart, revealing a vacuum gap, and the entire lake bed transmitted a tearing sound. Crackling!

  The purple rainbow on the surface of the sword body surged forth with the sword energy, and killed in a loud crash.

  A mighty force collides, compresses, and emits a loud crackling sound.

  Large tracts of purple halos, rolling and surging, in an instant, completely enveloped Chu Xiong!

  BOOM!!

  A loud and fierce explosion sounded.

  The pale blue light that had been wrapped around Chu Xiong's chest suddenly collapsed, torn apart by Mo Bei's sword energy, and thoroughly annihilated!

  The entire lake bed was trembling, and the water in the lake was churned up by a brutal force, creating towering waves and forming undercurrents. Frenzied surging.

  Chu Xiong, died in battle!

  As soon as Chu Xiong died, the remaining disciples immediately collapsed like a mountain, abandoned their resistance and fled in despair.

  "Boss said so. Don't even think about running, you all have to die!" Long Hao Tian sneered loudly, his long sword swinging wildly, bursting out with sword energy, scattering and striking those disciples.

  Those disciples, one after another, were all annihilated by the combined efforts of the three men, and not a single one managed to escape with their lives!

  Long Hao Tian slowly pulled out the long sword from one of his disciples' chest, pushed away the corpse, and it floated away with the ripples, drifting slowly into the dark depths of the lake.

  "Boss, there's not a single survivor!"

  Upon hearing this, Mo Bei's face revealed a hint of coldness, his eyes flashing with sharp light as he swept his gaze across the dark reef group, spraying spiritual energy about, slowly controlling his body as he descended onto the dark reef.

  Fang Luo You and Long Hao Tian immediately followed closely behind.

  Mo Bei suddenly looked towards a certain dark reef and with a casual swing of his sword, made a horizontal slash.

  Fierce sword energy, immediately slammed onto the dark reef, completely tearing it apart and chopping it into powder.

  "Ah, no, don't kill me, don't kill me!" A terrified cry came from behind the reef.

  Without the reef's cover, Ji Lao Ba could no longer hide and hastily knelt down on the ground, shouting in terror and repeatedly kowtowing to Mo Bei.

  "Hmm!" Long Hao Tian let out an angry hum, strode forward with his sword, and viciously kicked Old Ji in the chest.

  The old lady let out a low hum, rolled backwards three or four times, and then with a terrified look on her face, she scrambled to Mo Bei's feet, pleading:

  "Blood Demon Big Brother, Big Brother! Grandfather! Luo You Grandfather! It's my fault for seeking death, it's my fault for being blind and ignorant. Spare me, I won't dare again!"

  The old lady spoke with tears streaming down her face, her expression was so pitiful and sorrowful that it moved people to sympathy.

  "You should have died a long time ago! We saved you, but instead of being grateful and repaying our kindness, you actually bring people to kill us!"

  Long Haitian was furious, kicking and stomping, beating Old Ji into a ball on the ground, wailing and covering his head, rolling around.

  "Old thorn, I'll kill you with one sword!" Long Hao Tian was furious, drew his sword and made a move to split.

  The old lady was so frightened that she burst into tears, let out a loud wail, and fell to the ground at Long Haotian's feet. She grabbed his pant legs and begged for mercy: "Don't kill me! Don't kill me! I'm stupid, I didn't recognize Mount Tai when I saw it, I have the heart of a wolf and the lungs of a dog. Grandfather, spare my life!"

  Looking at his fallen and pleading appearance, compared to his previous reckless and arrogant appearance, it's really a world of difference. It's actually quite laughable. However, it's also pitiful.

  Long Hao Tian hesitated for a moment, his heart moved with compassion, and he was hesitant to strike down.

  "Fang Luo sneered: 'This person has a heart of a snake and a scorpion, cannot be released! Otherwise, once the matter is exposed, there will be endless troubles!'"

  "Boss, this..." Long Hao Tian looked at Mo Bei with some hesitation, unsure of what to do.

  Mo Bei's face was expressionless, his complexion calm as he stared at Ji Lao Ba. A flash of sharp light burst forth from his eyes as he walked over, a cold smile spreading across his face. "Your life is mine to give," he said. "Today, it's time for you to return it to me!"

  Before Old Eighth Ji's unsettled soul could react, Mo Bei's hand rose and his sword fell, a crescent-shaped sword energy flashed by!

  "Boom!"

  The old lady's body split in two, her head fell to the ground. The terrified expression on her face had not yet fully unfolded before it solidified.

  This scene made both Long Hao Tian and Fang Luo You's hearts skip a beat, and they felt a faint sense of fear.

  "You're really ruthless!"

  Long Hao Tian had killed people and seen blood before, but facing the enemy who begged for mercy, he couldn't bring himself to do it.

  Mo Bei didn't care about anything else, and with one sword strike, he eliminated all future troubles!

  This resolute and ruthless approach suddenly made Long Hao Tian feel a bit of reverence.

  Fang Luo You also slowly widened his eyes, staring at Mo Bei. A smile slowly spread across the corners of his mouth: "This person will achieve great things! I like him!"

  Mo Bei didn't have so many complicated thoughts. His goal was simple: "If I let this old Ji go, he'll probably expose today's events to the world, and once that happens, all sorts of troubles will arise!

  "Not ruthless? How can one become an immortal?! Those who block my path to immortality, I'll kill, kill, KILL!"

  "Alright," Mo Bei nodded, a hint of fatigue on his face. He narrowed his eyes and said in a low voice, "It's already late today, let's clean up the battlefield and leave early, or else things might take a turn for the worse."

  Under his orders, the three of them rounded up Chu Xiong and his men, as well as Ji Laoba's corpse.

  Long Haitian rummaged through Ji Laoba's corpse and pulled out a spirit stone pouch. He waved it at Mo Beiyang, excitedly saying: "Boss, this Ji Laoba is really wealthy, he actually has over sixty spirit stones!"

  Fang Luo You was also searching nearby, collecting spirit stone bags and said: "I've collected over 50 storage bags here!"

  Mo Beidou nodded, squatted beside Chu Xiong, and with a wave of his hand, he searched around and untied the storage bag wrapped around his waist. With a thought, the spiritual energy on it was erased and assimilated into himself.

  "Huh?" Mo Bei flipped his wrist. In an instant, a pile of spirit stones appeared in front of him, and at first glance, there were over three hundred spirit stones.

  "Tsk tsk! The things Chuxiong and his gang are doing, they're making such a huge profit! Three hundred spirit stones, I'm afraid even an average disciple in the foundation-building stage wouldn't have that much!"

  Fang Luo's face showed surprise, and after a moment of thought, he said: "Yes, yes, Chu Xiong and his gang have been killing people and stealing their goods for years, accumulating a large amount of spiritual stones that ordinary cultivators can't even compare to!"

  Long Haitian let out a heavy hum: "You deserve to die!"

  "Also..." Mo Bei's wrist shook again, and a light circulated in his palm, producing an additional suit of dark green leather armor.

  On its inner shell surface, faint streaks of light occasionally flashed by, and at a glance, it was clear that it was no ordinary object!

  Mo Bei was sizing up and guessing when Fang Luo You came over, his face full of surprise, saying: "Mo Bei, congratulations! I didn't think that Chu Xiong had such a treasure on him, but it ended up in your hands! This is a second-tier defensive spirit armor, made from the skin of the Mo Yang fire mouse, and it's extremely effective against fire attribute sword techniques!"

  Fang Luo took a deep breath and continued, "Generally speaking, even if it's a six-layered Qi-refining disciple who uses fire-attribute sword techniques, they may not necessarily be able to break through the defense of this Muyang Neijia with a full-force strike."

  Mo Bei's eyes widened slightly: "Is Mo Yang's inner armor really that powerful?"

  "Yes, yes," Fang Luo You nodded heavily: "Even if it's a sword technique of other attributes, this Mo Yang Nei Jia can withstand the power of a general fivefold cultivator's sword technique."

  "Of course, like our Sword Sweeping Technique and Sword Exploding Technique, this sword style's power is impossible to defend against completely!"

  Mo Bei looked at him with a strange expression and said: "Then why didn't Chu Xiong wear it on his body just now?"

  "Maybe," Long Hao Tian interjected after some thought, "maybe Chu Xiong underestimated him at first and didn't expect the boss to be so formidable, killing him in just a few moves without even giving him time to react."

  "Sounds reasonable," Fang Luoyou nodded in agreement: "In any case, Mo Bei, you've gotten a great deal this time!"

  Mo Bei shook his head and said, "It can't be counted as mine alone, after all, this is something we worked on together."

  Fang Luo You shook his head stubbornly: "Can't say that, this Chu Xiong was killed by you. The Muye inner armor, logically speaking, is your spoils of war, besides, I already have a defensive inner armor on me, and getting another one would be useless."

  Long Haitian also nodded and said: "Yes, Luo You is right. Anyway, with the boss covering me, I don't need to be afraid of internal strife."

  When Mo Bei heard the two of them say it to this extent, he could only nod his head and put away Mu Yang's inner armor.

  Three people worked together to search the corpse's storage bags and then pressed the body under the reef.

  Fang Luo Yu gazed at the fish swimming slowly towards the corpse, and smiled: "These fish will help us solve our troubles."

  "Let's go, back to hand in the task." Mo Bei said, rubbing his temples.

  Three people urged the spirit, under control, their bodies slowly rose towards the lake surface and disappeared into the bottom of the lake. Only a group of fish were left, constantly gnawing at the remaining corpses.