"Sir, let's attack together, Mo Batian must be injured and not a match for us," said a Great Swordsman behind him.
"Alright, let's move together." The Great Swordsman in the front was evidently the leader of this mission.
His martial arts skill was on par with the Second Dragon Head, both being in the latter stages of a Grandmaster.
Mo Huasong looked at these foreign men, unconcerned in his heart.
He had heard that the people from the Super Sect were planning to strike against his Mo Manor, he was furious and determined to settle the score with them.
However, before he could return, these men had come to kill him.
If that was the case, then it was time to kill.
"Come on, I'll show you what I'm capable of." Mo Huasong sneered and threw a punch without hesitation.
He didn't want to use Little White Sword, but wanted to gauge his own strength.
