Martial arts become gods

Chapter 1271 Night Attack
Sifang Pavilion, in the meeting hall.

A young man sat on the first teacher's chair with a gloomy expression.

On his collar, there is a subtle and invisible symbol, which represents Wujizong.

Ten or so meters away in front of him, there was a group of people kneeling. Among them was an old man who was missing an arm, and the cut was bloody and bloody, apparently severed by life.

"Help me, save me, ah..."

There are also some people lying on the ground struggling in pain, but their injuries are not serious.

"Trash, you can't do such a small thing well, what use are you for!" There was a hint of sullenness on the young man's face.

"My lord, that kid named Mo Xian is so powerful that even this old man is no match for him." The old man said in a chilly voice.

"Hmph, don't tell me, your huge Sifang Pavilion can't even deal with a team of six people." The young man said.

"After all, this is the territory of the Promise Sect. The current period is special. If there is too much trouble, I'm afraid..." said the old man.

"Hmph, you don't have to worry about this, I have my own way." The young man said.

"Yes, there is one of them who was hit by the old man's Taiyin Killing Hand. He will definitely not survive three days. Their strength has been greatly weakened." The old man said.

"Oh, that said, it's much more convenient. Don't move for now, they will come to your door automatically." The young man said.

"Yes!" The old man was startled, and quickly understood what the young man meant.

"What's the matter with these people?" The young man looked at those screaming and rolling on the ground with disgust, and said.

Several of them have been motionless, as if they were dying of pain.

"Well, my subordinates don't know about it. Their injuries don't seem to be serious." The old man said that he was fine with a broken arm. The behavior of these people really made him blush.

"Trash, dragged out and fed to my side!" The young man said solemnly.

In the darkness, Sifang Pavilion is like a dormant beast.

On the outer circle of the city wall, there are many bright and dark whistles.

On the surface, this Sifang Pavilion seems to be solid, but in the eyes of Mo Xian and his group, it is full of loopholes.

This can also reflect that the Sifang Pavilion may not be very powerful.

Four black shadows quietly approached the city wall.

Taking advantage of the gaps between the guards, the four figures sneaked into the Sifang Pavilion from different directions.

As soon as Mo Xian landed, he found a pair of guards approaching from one side.

He immediately dodged to the side, hiding his breath.

"I heard that a big man came to our Sifang Pavilion today, but I don't know who it is."

"You came late, and you don't know many things. In fact, our Sifang Pavilion is just his own power developed by this person outside. Otherwise, it would not be possible to grow so strong in a short period of time."

While chatting, the guards passed by Mo Xian without any vigilance.

"Big man?" Mo Xian caught a key word, there would be no such coincidence in the world.

This big man must have something to do with their attack.

After waiting for this wave of guards to go away, Mo Xian immediately touched in.

It was late at night, so the Sifang Pavilion was very quiet, with only sporadic lights.

Shen Jing and Jia Ren Jia Yi entered from another direction, and they couldn't detect each other at all.

However, if there is no riot, at least it proves that they have not been exposed.

Mo Xian doesn't have a clear goal right now, so he can only rely on his feeling to find places one by one.

Instinctively, he naturally searched from the brightly lit room.

He quietly came to the top of a brightly lit room, lifted a tile, and with just one glance, his expression became a little unnatural.

Inside the room, there are two men doing indescribable things.

"I'm sorry, I really didn't intend to peek!" Mo Xian hurriedly restored the tile, and slipped away as if fleeing.

After that, he checked several rooms, and the people inside were either sleeping or practicing.

Fortunately, there are no eye-catching pictures, but there is no gain.

"There are good things in that room!" Xiao En said suddenly.

"Oh?" Mo Xian didn't have any doubts, followed Xiao En's guidance and came to a room.

The lighting in the room was very dim, with a hint of pink, which seemed a little ambiguous.

There is also an inexplicable smell in the air.

"What's here?" Mo Xian asked.

"There's a woman!" Xiao En said.

"I..." Mo Xian couldn't help yelling, what he wanted to investigate was the details of Sifang Pavilion and what it had to do with women.

"I thought you wanted to relax." Xiao En said.

"Do you think it's suitable?" Mo Xian said angrily, and was about to leave after speaking.

"Don't go, you just want to investigate this Sifang Pavilion. This woman has all kinds of auras. She must have had affairs with many people. It would be most appropriate to ask her." Xiao En said hastily.

"That doesn't work either." Mo Xian said, before he had time to exit, there was a graceful figure in the depths of the room after passing through several veils, meeting his eyes.

This woman's appearance is barely considered beautiful, but her figure is very enchanting, and she exudes a very charming aura with her gestures, which can easily attract a man's evil fire.

Moreover, her complexion was still a little flushed.

"Oops!" Mo Xian was startled, if the woman shouted at this moment, he might be exposed.

Trapped deep in the Sifang Pavilion, he might have a way to escape, but Shen Jing and Jia Ren and Jia Yi might be in trouble.

"Look at what you've done!" Mo Xian reprimanded Xiao En, regardless of whether the woman was wearing less clothes, she instinctively wanted to control her.

But what the woman said next left him dumbfounded.

"Hey, are you new here? Why haven't I seen you before? If you want to do something, I'm afraid you have to hurry up, or you will alarm the Pavilion Master, and you won't be able to eat it. Hey, As the wife of the pavilion master, I have to comfort you people every day, it is really hard."

Hearing this, Mo Xian was stunned for a while, while Xiao En laughed maliciously.

"Hurry up, you're so young, I haven't tried my sister yet, she must be very strong, don't be like those guys with silver wax gun heads." The woman waved to Mo Xian, then twisted her slender waist, Walk inside the room.

"What the hell are you doing?" Mo Xian was stunned for a long time. He had thought about all kinds of possibilities, but this one had never occurred to him.

"This is a good opportunity. This woman is the wife of the pavilion owner, so she must know a lot about Sifang Pavilion. However, you may have to sacrifice a bit." Xiao En said.

"Shut up!" Mo Xian cursed, then took out an ordinary long sword from the ring, and rushed in directly.

Seeing the long sword in Mo Xian's hand, the woman didn't seem to be afraid, but giggled and said, "Hey, can't you see that you have such a strong taste at such a young age?"

She obviously thought too much, but in the middle of the night, a man sneaked into the woman's room, it was hard to think about it or not.

"Stop talking nonsense, believe it or not, I will kill you, young master?" Mo Xian shouted, a cold light flickered on the long sword in his hand.

The woman also realized that Mo Xian was not joking anymore, her complexion turned pale, and her body trembled, which was very tempting.

"Don't...don't kill me, I'm just a weak woman."

(End of this chapter)