Seeing this scene, the remaining two or three hundred disciples of the Murong Family were already trembling with fear, retreating again and again.
They were two or three hundred meters away from Murong Chongtian, and when they looked at Lin Mo, it was as if they were looking at the Nine Nether Demon God, and they crazily rushed towards where Murong Chongtian was.
"Family Head, save us..."
Murong Chongtian, upon seeing this scene, his eyes suddenly went cold as he cursed angrily, "Trash!"
The faces of those Murong Family disciples, however, showed not a hint of shame. To them, nothing was more important than staying alive.
Just now, Lin Mo had killed both Shangguan Lichuan and Xuanyuan Ba; what more for them, mere small fries?
At this moment, the Great Elder of the Murong Family looked at Lin Mo, who was approaching, and couldn't help but sigh deeply,