"Please come with me!"

A group of hundreds of masters poured into the Baiyun Sword Sect. The Baiyun Sword Sect was just as its name was, and the sect's resident crossed the sea of ​​clouds, as if built on the clouds.

Standing at the mountain gate and looking down, I even felt like I was overlooking the world. However, hundreds of masters were not in the mood to appreciate the beautiful scenery, all of them were on guard, afraid that the Baiyun Sword Sect would take action suddenly.

These hundreds of masters are all elites among the elites. There are more than a dozen masters and masters. Even if the Baiyun Sword Sect makes any moves, they are enough to deal with them and can even fight back.

As he walked, Feng Yifan frowned slightly, "Mo Qing, why didn't you see other elders of your Baiyun Sword Sect come to greet him?"

"Can we all have no face?"

"This, this... I have a hard time hiding in Baiyun Sword Sect. I hope the Master of Feng Pavilion will forgive me!"

"What can be hidden in words?"

Suddenly he stopped and swept to the surroundings with murderous eyes. Feng Yifan said coldly, "Can you be secretly trying to attack us, right?"

"Master Feng Pavilion must not misunderstand, why is my Baiyun Sword Sect like this? It's time to come, and there are some secrets that may have to be told!"

Noting the vigilant gazes around him, Mo Qing finally had to grit his teeth and said, "You don't know, it's not that you don't want to come, but that you can't come!"

"More than ten years ago, it was not only the family master who was attacked that year, but also the six elders of my Baiyun Sword Sect!"

"At that time, the family master discussed with the six elders that they wanted to join forces to deal with the giant bandits of Lianshan, but was attacked by the giant bandits of Lianshan by using despicable means. In the end, they were all severely injured and have been secretly healing their wounds for years!"

"Because the matter is of great importance, the Baiyun Sword Sect keeps its word about it, and no disciples are allowed to leak any of them!"

"What?" There are only eight elders in the huge Baiyun Sword Sect, and six of them were severely damaged. Wouldn't that be the most of them be ruined?

Everyone suddenly realized something in their hearts. No wonder the Baiyun Sword Sect did not reveal any words. No matter which sect this matter is placed, it will be kept tightly closed.

If the Baiyun Sword Sect had not been forced into anger this time, they might not have known that the Baiyun Sword Sect had such a big change.

However, a chuckle appeared faintly on the corner of Feng Yifan's mouth. Although this explanation is far-fetched, what if it is true!

If this matter is true, the Baiyun Sword Sect will suddenly fall to the bottom position similar to Wanjian Villa, and it will even be worse than that.

There is one more missing opponent in the competition for the leader!

After passing through a forest and a sea of ​​clouds, the group finally arrived at the secret place of the Baiyun Sword Sect.

The entire dense land is made of huge rocks, and from the outside it looks like a large fortress, airtight!

There are hundreds of disciples guarding him, and there is an elder here, which shows how much attention the Baiyun Sword Sect attaches to him.

In fact, there are all sects like this, and they are usually located in the places where senior sects practice in seclusion, so they are protected and extremely quiet.

"Eight Elders! All seniors want to see Master and all elders!"

"This...is probably inappropriate?"

After looking at the hundreds of masters behind Mo Qing, a hint of nervousness appeared on the Eighth Elder's face and a hint of at a loss.

Hundreds of masters rushed over and looked at their murderous faces. No matter how hard they looked, they didn’t look like they were here to drink tea and chat or talk about life!

He hesitated to look at Mo Qing, and it was not until Mo Qing nodded quietly that the Eighth Elder agreed to open the door and let the hundreds of masters flock in.

When I opened the door, the dense ground seemed very empty, and a faint sandalwood came out from it, refreshing the people who smelled it outside.

It is worthy of being a great sect that has been passed down for hundreds of years, but it is still lit this special sandalwood that makes people feel refreshed in the middle of the secret land!

In such a large place, how many do you need to click to achieve such an effect? ​​How much does it take to consume all day long!

Wow, if you have money, you can give up!

"strangeness!"

For some reason, when they came here and saw the Eight Elders stationed here, Chen Kang always felt a little awkward, but he couldn't say it.

By the way, the Eight Elders, as the only two uninjured elders left in the Baiyun Sword Sect, were not busy handling the affairs of the sect, and they actually watched the sect here in person.

Even if this is the secret place of their Baiyun Sword Sect, there is no need to be so exaggerated, right?

However, when I think of the heads of the Baiyun Sword Sect and the six elders of the six elders here, it seems reasonable to pay attention to some of them.

But the elder of a sect seemed to be acting at the look of a disciple. Even if Mo Qing was the disciple of the head of the sect, the future leader of their Baiyun Sword Sect would not be like this.

Mo Qing did not inherit the position of the head of the sect for one day, and he was just a disciple for one day, so he could not be on par with him, an elder!

But Chen Kang clearly saw that the Eight Elder's eyes were dodging when he saw Mo Qing, as if there was a hint of fear.

Can an elder be afraid of a disciple? This is abnormal, very abnormal!

Suspicion arose in his heart, Chen Kang was secretly alert. Like Chen Kang, other masters were secretly alert, scanning the news everywhere, quietly checking the places where possible ambush and the ubiquitous mechanisms.

They are all old foxes who are roaming around the world. How could they not discover what Chen Kang, a rookie in the world, be able to discover it?

The dense land is very empty and can be seen clearly at a glance. It is impossible to have ambush locations or complex hidden weapons.

The dense land is divided into different rooms. After passing through the short corridor, the group came directly to the innermost room.

After opening the iron chain at the door, Mo Qing calmly pushed open the door, "This is where the master of his family is in seclusion, please don't make too loud noises!"

On a huge stone bed, a haggard old man lay quietly.

The old man looked very thin, almost all his skin and bones were left. His head was covered with stains and his clothes seemed to be a little tattered. He looked like he had been in seclusion for a long time.

"This is Alliance Leader Mo, how could he become like this?"

Feng Yifan, who came in the first place, almost thought he had recognized the wrong person when he saw Mo Yunshang's appearance.

When they met for the last time, although Mo Yunshang was already sixty years old, he looked like a middle-aged man in his thirties or forties.

He had a black hair, a cold face, and his demeanor was impressive. In just over a decade, how could he become like aging?

Moreover, at this time, Alliance Leader Mo looked very weak, and even his breathing was a little intermittent, as if he might not be able to breathe in the next moment.

How could a master of the Grand Master look like this? Was the injury that was really so serious back then?

No, no! If the injury is so serious, then you should find a famous doctor to take care of it, rather than letting him go into seclusion alone.

The disciples of the Baiyun Sword Sect don’t say they have to take care of them, but at least they have to take turns to take care of them. But now they don’t seem to be recuperating, but they seem to be in jail?

"President Mo, leader Mo!"

When he approached Mo Yunshang, Feng Yifan pushed him gently. It didn't matter if he pushed it, Feng Yifan clearly heard the sound of iron chains.

When Feng Yifan lifted Mo Yunshang's sleeves and looked at him, he immediately widened his eyes and looked in disbelief!

Under the wide sleeves, there were fine steel chains as thick as thighs!

These iron chains were tied to Mo Yunshang's hands and feet. It was just because their wide sleeves had covered the iron chains, so they did not immediately notice it when they got here.

The head of the Baiyun Sword Sect and the leader of the Fangzhou Martial Arts Alliance were actually locked here!

"Who, who?" Mo Yunshang on the stone bed seemed to be pushed to wake up, and suddenly spoke, and the sound was as hoarse as sandpaper grinding across the tabletop.

"Master Mo, why are you like this?"

Mo Yunshang, who was pushed to death, seemed to open his eyes, but Feng Yifan, who was closest to him, clearly saw that his eyes were empty, and his eyes were actually dug out!

"Who? Who are you?"

"Master Mo, I am Feng Yifan, the leader of Luoxing Pavilion Feng Yifan! Do you still remember?"

"Feng Yifan? Feng Yifan, the head of Luoxing Pavilion!" Hearing this name, Mo Yunshang seemed very excited, waving his hands and feet randomly, as if he wanted to catch something.

Feng Yifan quickly reached out his hand and held it with Mo Yunshang's hand. After grabbing Feng Yifan's arm, Mo Yunshang grabbed him with all his might, and a look of intense and panic suddenly appeared on his face.

"Master Feng Pavilion, hurry up... hurry up, go!"
Chapter completed!