At this moment, Huang Yuan could be said to be filled with boundless killing intent.
His own son, Huang Ting, was actually killed by Chu Mo, and in front of him no less.
It could be said, this was an ultimate insult.
To think, back then, in order to cultivate Huang Ting, a not inconsiderable amount of resources were spent, and now, he was just dead.
For the Sacred Cloud Sect, this was also a tremendous loss.
Hence, whether for personal grudges or interests, Chu Mo must be killed.
At this moment, Huang Yuan had completely flown into a rage, his weapon of choice was a red long saber.
When he waved the red long saber, the entire air was twisted, hissing loudly, while from his mouth emitted an endless malevolent voice.
"Long Rainbow Through the Sun!"
"Heavenly Sweep!"
"Sunset State!"
"Sword Energy Flourishing!"
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