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Chapter 845: Puppet people, branch of the direct line

Xu Yang stood up suddenly and asked, "Apart from someone who left the city today, is there anyone else going out in the other time?"

"Absolutely," the Golden Wolf Scout was sure, "and his subordinates and two other Red Wolf Scouts were staring at each other. During this period, the Mo family kept crying and dealing with the funerals of the princes and princes such as Mohuayuan. Even the inn gates rarely came out."

"Let's go, take me to Panyuan Inn!"

Under the guidance of the Golden Wolf Scout, Xu Yang ran all the way like the wind and soon arrived outside the gate of Panyuan Inn.

Two other red wolf scouts hiding in the dark also ran out: "Chief."

Xu Yang nodded, then said to the three of them: "You are very good. If the action goes well this time, you should remember the first merit."

The three scouts were filled with joy. Now, the Braves Union has formed a complete reward and punishment system. As long as they perform well and make contributions, there will naturally be a large number of elixir techniques as rewards.

Seeing the door closed, Xu Yang brushed his sleeves and roared, and the gate of Panyuan Inn flew back ten feet and landed on the ground with a roar.

"Who is this? This is Mo..." As soon as a child of the Mo family spoke, he felt a surge of force attracting him, sucking him to Xu Yang. Then a slender and powerful hand pinched his neck like an iron hoop.

"Where is Mo Yunxi?" Xu Yang said coldly.

"You...you are Xu Yang!" A light of hatred flashed in the eyes of the Mo family. "Mo Yunxi has been taken to Dali Mountain... If you want to find her, go......" Xu Yang's palms tightened tighter and tighter, and the Mo family's child gradually could not breathe.

"Hmph, if you dare to deceive me, you must have the awareness of death!" Xu Yang's eyes slashed. His palm suddenly exerted force, and a head soared into the sky!

The headless corpse of the Mo family's child was still on the ground, and Xu Yang's palm was not stained with blood. He and three scouts rushed into the inn.

"The remnants of the Mo family, you can only breathe ten times. Come out and gather in the front yard! Otherwise, kill them all!" Xu Yang spread his sleeves, and dozens of talismans refined in advance flew around Panyuan Inn. In an instant, a confinement formation rose, covering the entire inn, and even a fly could not fly out.

A loud curse came from the backyard, and a whirring wind sounded. Several Mo Family Xuanren, dressed in mourning, rushed towards Xu Yang!

Xu Yang's face was still calm. He waved his hand and slashed it out. A series of green wind wheels were extremely sharp. They cut the people into pieces in the air, and blood rain fell down.

The front yard was terrible. After a while, several Mo family members lowered their heads and came to the front yard.

The backyard suddenly cursed: "Mo Yunfei, Mo Yulian, you beasts who are worse than pigs and dogs, betray the Mo family and are ungrateful!"

"You actually surrendered to the enemy. You side branches are the shame of the Mo family!"

Those children from the Mo family, led by Mo Yunfei, did not speak out.

"Ten breaths have arrived."

Xu Yang said coldly, and he pushed out with one hand, a huge colorful palm that was hundreds of feet long and fifty feet wide. From the inn, he plowed straight through the middle courtyard. Wherever he went, the house collapsed and dust rose.

From time to time, there were screams from the children of the Mo family. Xu Yang used this trick to destroy the house and kill people, and the advancement was extremely fast.

Suddenly, a scream came from the backyard: "Xu Yang, your mother is here, if you have the ability, just push it over!"

Upon hearing this, Xu Yang put away Caiguang's big hand, jumped straight, and flew into the backyard. He stood in a corner of the house, looking down at the backyard.

This is a mourning hall, with the incense table placed the spiritual thrones of the Mo family kings. Before the mourning hall, a child in the Mo family, holding a sharp blade, was placed on the neck of a woman in white.

There are dozens of people around this Mo family’s children. Their cultivation level is generally not high, most of them are only at the level of Xuanshi, and there are also several Xuanshi people in the early and mid-stage Xuansects.

Xu Yang was surprised. The reason was very simple. He could see at a glance that the person held by the sharp blade of the black-clothed Mo family was just a puppet dummy made of light and mysterious power, without even a trace of soul aura.

"Don't this Mo family know that the only one he held hostage is a dummy? Or do they think a dummy can hide it from my spiritual sense?" Xu Yang fell to the ground gently. He himself was a master of making puppet substitutes. With the soul-casting technique, it was difficult for the dummy to be made even the powerful Xuanwang master to distinguish the authenticity. If the Xuanhuang master was not careful, he would be deceived, so he could see something was wrong at a glance.

However, Xu Yang did not expose the other party immediately. He wanted to see what the other party was selling in the gourd.

"Xu Yang, you will immediately claim to be Xuanli! Otherwise, I will kill your mother!" The Mo family shouted loudly, with a ferocious look on his face, not a disguise.

"Xu Yang... Well, don't worry, Lord Baji King, what he held hostage was just a puppet dummy I made!" Behind Xu Yang, several children from the Mo family came from the front yard. Mo Yunfei respectfully bowed to Xu Yang and said, "I am Guangji Xuanzong. I can still make a puppet that is fake and fooled these people."

"What?" The Mo family was shocked, and the dagger fell down hard. A dummy's head soared into the sky, and waves of flour and straw fell down one after another.

"How is it possible, Mo Yunxi, where is Mo Yunxi?" A group of Mo family members howled loudly.

"Sister Yun Xi, I have been rescued from the cellar by me and hid in the room of the rain curtain in the front yard." Mo Yunfei said.

"Roar, Mo Yunfei, you traitor!"

The Mo family members, regardless of Xu Yang's threat, rushed towards Mo Yunfei! The latter shouted in panic: "Happy... Lord Baji, save me!"

Xu Yang was secretly funny, but he finally understood the whole story of the incident. The children of the Mo family were unwilling to be buried with their direct descendants, so they secretly rescued their mother Mo Yunxi. They were worried that the Mo family's direct descendants could see the clues, so they specially made a puppet to pretend.

Since this is the case, there is no need for these direct descendants of the Mo family to hold back.

Xu Yang's eyes slashed, his right hand stretched out, and a colorful hand formed in the air, holding it hard! It was like pinching a group of flies, and the remaining dozens of children from the Mo family were all slapped to death by Xu Yang, and blood rain in the air drifted in the air!

This shocking scene scared the remaining children from the Mo family and could not speak.

Xu Yang shook his hand and said lightly: "Take me to see my mother. If she has any trouble, these people will be your role models!"

"The Rain Curtain has been invited, Xu...Don't worry, Sister Yun Xi... Oh no, Madam Xu is fine, there is no big deal." Mo Yunfei said tremblingly.

At this time, a gentle voice came from behind: "Yang'er...is it you?" (To be continued...)
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