"Mo Zhiyao, if you dare to touch a hair of mine, my father will never let you go."
Shui Canglan, whose face was red, struggled and said to Mo Zhiyao.
Because his throat was strangled, his The voice became deep and hoarse.
There was a loud "pop" sound, and Mo Zhiyao's slap hit Shui Canglan's face hard.
Suddenly, half of Shui Canglan's face was bloody and bloody, and was actually beaten to pieces by Mo Zhiyao.
A mouth full of teeth suddenly flew out of the mouth along with the blood spurting out.
"How dare you, little beast!"
Shui Yuntian shouted violently and charged forward again.
A violent force suddenly came out of his hand and struck Mo Zhiyao fiercely.
Mo Zhiyao remained motionless, just using Shui Canglan in his hand as a shield to face Shui Yuntian's attack.
Shui Yuntian was immediately horrified and quickly withdrew his strength, but the remaining strength still made Shui Canglan spurt blood again from his mouth.
"If you don't want him to die so soon, just stand there for me."
Mo Zhiyao's half-closed eyes flashed with a dangerous cold light, which made Shui Yuntian dare not make any move.
"Mo Zhiyao, as long as you let go of my son, I promise not to hurt you at all and let you go."
Shui Yuntian looked at Mo Zhiyao with a look of rage in his eyes, but tried to slow down his tone for fear of irritating him. .
"Master of the Water Country, this Mo Zhiyao is what my master wants."
Si Mingyang on the side heard this and said quickly.
But before he could finish his words, he was severely suppressed by a majestic pressure.
"My son is in his hands now.
If you dare to say any more nonsense, I will be the first to kill you."
Shui Yuntian's face was twisted, and his eyes were full of murderous intent, and he shouted at Si Mingyang.
Si Mingyang's cultivation was only at the late stage of Zangxu, and he only relied on the power behind him.
If he really wanted to make a move, even if he teamed up with Ji Shang, it wouldn't be enough for Shui Yuntian to pull him away with one hand.
Now that Shui Canglan's life was hanging by a man's hand, Si Mingyang was still chirping inappropriately, obviously not caring about Shui Canglan's life or death.
This made Shui Yuntian, who had been forbearing towards him, no longer able to bear it anymore and suppressed him directly.
Si Mingyang saw that Shui Yuntian had gone berserk, and then he realized what was going on.
He was completely silent and did not dare to say another word.
But deep in his eyes, there was a flash of resentment.
"How dare you speak to me like that?
After what happens today, no matter whether I can catch Mo Zhiyao or not, I will report to the Lord when I go back and uproot your Lanyun Tianzong," Si Mingyang roared in his heart.
Shui Yuntian couldn't care less about what Si Mingyang was thinking in his heart at this moment.
As long as Shui Canglan was fine, he was willing to pay no matter what the cost.
"Let me go."
Mo Zhiyao looked at Shui Yuntian, and the curve of his mouth was full of sarcasm.
"Today, everyone here will die."
After saying this sentence, Mo Zhiyao's face instantly turned ferocious, and he hit Shui Canglan's lower abdomen with his right fist.
The force was as fierce as a knife, and it stirred crazily in Shui Canglan's dantian.
"Woo" Shui Canglan's whole body shook violently, his eyes rolled up, and blood flowed out from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose like a stream, looking extremely miserable.
"You little bastard, you are looking for death."
Upon seeing this, Shui Yuntian's face immediately became extremely ferocious, his eyes flashed with rage, and he howled and charged towards Mo Zhiyao.
A trace of cruelty flashed across Mo Zhiyao's eyes, and he swung his arm sideways, throwing Shui Canglan in another direction.
Upon seeing this, Shui Yuntian quickly turned around, rushed over, caught his son, and held him in his arms.
However, the moment he caught Shui Canglan, Shui Yuntian's face suddenly turned livid.
A series of muffled sounds sounded like firecrackers in Shui Canglan's body.
With each sound, Shui Canglan's body trembled violently, and puffs of blood mist exploded along the blood holes that were blown up on his body.
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And out.
After no less than a hundred muffled sounds, Shui Canglan had completely turned into a ball of mud that could not hold up the wall.
All the meridians and muscles in his body were turned into powder.
In addition, the soul was defeated by Mo Zhiyao.
Although Shui Canglan was not dead, he was still alive.
But it's ten thousand times more miserable than death.
If you want to recover, the only way to recover is to reinvent yourself.
"Little bastard, I swear that you will pay a heavy price," Shui Yuntian turned to stare at Mo Zhiyao and said with an unusually sinister expression.
A powerful aura suddenly burst out from Shui Yuntian's body.
This space was instantly filled with rich and violent spiritual power, and the entire square was trembling.
The fierce and vast coercion suddenly came, pressing hard towards Mo Zhiyao.
"Humph" Mo Zhiyao snorted coldly, and the breath in his body suddenly relaxed, confronting Shui Yuntian's momentum without giving in.
"Didn't Mo Zhiyao say he was only twenty years old in the early stages of Zangxu?
How is this possible?"
"Yes, when he was in the Treasure Competition, he was only at the middle stage of Nayuan.
How could he be promoted to the early stage of Zangxu in just such a short time?"
"I heard that he was forced into the Mist Grassland back then.
It seems that he must have gained some kind of opportunity there.
Otherwise, how could he have been promoted so much?"
"In the early stage of Zangxu, can he leapfrog the level and fight?
But Nanya Guangyu and the young master are both at the early stage of Zangxu.
They will be tortured in his hands later."
"Oh my God, at only twenty years old, he was promoted to the realm of Zangxu and was able to fight beyond the level.
This Mo Zhiyao must be too evil."
There was an uproar in the square, spreading like a tide, causing waves of commotion.
Many disciples of the Lanyun Tianzong below were talking a lot, and their eyes looking at Mo Zhiyao were filled with deep horror.
Mo Zhiyao released his aura, revealing his true cultivation level, which frightened Shui Yuntian and the others beyond measure.
Regardless of Mo Zhiyao's age, the fact that he was able to crush Nanya Guangyu and Shui Canglan with the same level of cultivation shows that his true combat power is by no means what he seems on the surface.
Simple.
Shui Yuntian narrowed his eyes, his cold gaze covering Mo Zhiyuan, and deep in his eyes, there was a trace of deep fear.
"This boy's cultivation back then was only in the middle stage of Nayuan.
If it took him a year to be promoted to the early stage of Guishen, it was because he swallowed the beard of the thunder beast, then it took another year to be promoted to the early stage of Guishen.
In the early stage of Zangxu, this speed is too terrifying. " From Dong Liufeng's words, Shui Yuntian had already interrogated everything about Mo Zhiyao's time in Lanyun Kingdom, and knew all about Mo Zhiyao's progress in cultivation.
"This child must not be kept, otherwise, he will definitely be a serious problem for our Lanyun Kingdom in the future."
Shui Yuntian secretly made up his mind, even if Shui Canglan hadn't happened, Mo Zhiyao, who had already been torn apart, would definitely not be allowed to stay.
Its alive.
Mo Zhiyao's potential and promotion speed made Shui Yuntian feel intimidated.
Such an enemy with terrifying potential must be eliminated as soon as possible.
"The elders listen to the order and take action together with me to kill this little beast."
The cautious Shui Yuntian, although his cultivation level was three levels higher than Mo Zhiyao's, still refused to face it alone, and wanted to summon the entire Lanyuntian Sect's elders.
Let’s deal with Mo Zhiyao together.
"Yes" behind, more than ten figures shot out, encircling Mo Zhiyao tightly.
"Two envoys, aren't you going to capture this little bastard?
Aren't you ready to take action?"
Shui Yuntian turned to look at Ji Shang and Si Mingyang and said coldly.
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Ji Shang and Si Mingyang looked at each other, nodded, and flew over together, standing on both sides of Shui Yuntian.
Waves of tyrannical spiritual power emanated from these people, and when they merged together, a spiritual power storm was set off over the square, sweeping across and suppressing Mo Zhiyao's momentum.
"Little beast, our Tianzong City is the place where you died.
Today next year will be the anniversary of your death."
Shui Yuntian's face was gloomy, and a powerful and violent spiritual power filled the sky like a stormy wave.
"No matter how much, they are all trash," Mo Zhiyao said coldly.
Then, in the horrified eyes of everyone, the blood-colored Cang Cang Armor covered his whole body.
His cold face was covered by a mask, and his eyes were filled with cold murderous intent.
Wisps of red resentment lingered all over his body, intertwined with the black energy of the cruel dragon's long stick, and the long purple hair behind him was flying in the wind.
At this moment, Mo Zhiyao looked cold, evil, and filled with murderous intent.
Looking at Mo Zhiyao opposite, who was so evil that it made people's hearts tremble, the pupils of Shui Yuntian and others all shrank, and a chill rose from their hearts.
Mo Zhiyao's long stick was tilted to his side, and his voice was as cold as metal.
"Xiaoqiong, suppress it" Facing Shui Yuntian at the peak of Zangxu, Mo Zhiyao no longer had any reservations.
His current combat power could not compete with that level.
"Buzz" A heart-shaking coercion suddenly descended, and the vast power of the water spirit filled with violent intent swept over the world in an instant like overwhelming the sky and the earth.
Within the range of a thousand feet, there is the power of blue water spirit.
With the turbulent rolling waves, the space has become obviously unstable.
All the disciples and elders of the Lanyun Tianzong who were shrouded in it, as well as Ji Shang and Si Mingyang, suddenly turned extremely pale.
Xiaoqiong, who was promoted to a half-step virtual level spiritual treasure, could emit such power that the whole world was eclipsed.
"Little bastard, don't think that just because you have a spiritual treasure, you can do whatever you want today.
You will definitely die."
Although there was shock in his eyes, Shui Yuntian didn't panic at all.
He looked at Mo Zhiyao with an inexplicable look on his face. radian.
"Disciples of the Lanyuntian Sect, listen to the order, stand up, and form the Juekong Youhai."
Following Shui Yuntian's loud shout, thousands of disciples in the square below took their positions one after another, and then sat cross-legged, one after another pure The power of the water spirit surged out from the body, and then gathered in one place, like a huge dragon, rapidly rotating around the square, the range was exactly equal to Xiaoqiong's domain.
A vast and majestic fluctuation of spiritual power instantly spread in Xiaoqiong's domain.
Mo Zhiyao's face hidden under the mask suddenly changed, because he clearly felt that Xiao Qiong's domain power was quickly offset.
"Little beast, my Juekong Youhai Formation also has the power of a domain, which is enough to offset the power of your spiritual treasure.
This time, I see what else you have to rely on."
Shui Yuntian's face was filled with a sinister smile, and his face was so cold. pole
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