"What skills do you two have in fighting? and have a confrontation with me!" Mo Yue was seriously injured. He could only scream.
"Fool, do you want me to remind you? The first time you fought, the three of you hunted down and killed the two of us, the second time you fought, the seven of you surrounded and killed the three of us. Before that, you killed a part of the ancient moon." Qin Feng sneered.
"Don't talk to someone like him, he will die today!" Ji Jia said coldly, claiming her life.
"I am a noble of the ancient Holy Mountain. My father has a high position on the Holy Mountain. If you dare to kill me, you will pay the price!"
"Let me go, let me go. I can give you countless wealth."
"Where will the Heaven of the Western Camp die? We've been fighting for so long, isn't there anyone who wants to kill you?"
"The Ancient Mountain will avenge me, my father will avenge me, you wait for me!"
"Hahaha, my Mo Yue is about to die, I'm going to die here too!"
