"I've heard this kind of useless nonsense many times, but I'm still living well now."
Mo Zhiyao looked coldly at the grim-faced Yin Meng and said lightly with disdain.
While saying this, his eyes glanced at the far corner seemingly casually, where there were several faint and obscure auras.
Mo Zhiyao's heart moved, and he realized that what happened here should have alarmed the owner of this trading place.
It seemed that there was no way to fight here.
Similarly, the three Yin Men across from him also noticed something.
At the same time, they were also wary of the sloppy old man, so they restrained themselves from taking any further action.
Immediately, the ugly face glared at Mo Zhiyao fiercely, and then said in a deep and cold voice: "Good boy, you are the first one who dares to talk to me like this in this Western Wasteland.
I hope you can still have such an arrogant attitude in the near future.”
After saying that, Yin Ming turned around and left the trading place on the second floor with the two elders behind him.
Looking at the three Yin Men who turned to leave, Mo Zhiyao's eyes gradually turned cold.
And as the three Yin Men left, the spectators in the hall on the second floor slowly dispersed.
However, those people looked at Mo Zhiyao and others with a hint of sympathy.
Offending the young master of the Nether Soul Sect Yin Meng in Tianming City is not a fun thing.
Anyone who has been around Tianming City all year round knows that Mo Zhiyao's sinister temperament always demands revenge, and he is cruel and vicious.
If Mo Zhiyao offends him, he will end up in danger.
However, Mo Zhiyao's expression did not change at all in response to the gazes around him.
Not to mention gloomy, even if his father, the leader of the Nether Soul Sect, came over, he would not necessarily be afraid of him.
"Little guy, you guys should be careful.
Offending that Yin Ming will be a troublesome thing after all.
I advise you to leave Tianming City as soon as possible."
The sloppy old man came to Mo Zhiyao In front of him, he said in a calm voice.
"Thank you, old man."
Mo Zhiyao smiled slightly and cupped his hands towards the sloppy old man.
Mo Zhiyao was a little surprised and grateful for the latter's help just now.
After all, the two met by chance, and it was not easy for the other party to do this.
After saying that, Mo Zhiyao stopped staying.
He had got what he wanted, so there was no need to stay here anymore.
So he took Brother Shu Hongyan and others and turned around and left the trading place.
After leaving the trading place, Mo Zhiyao took Ge Shu Hongyan and others across the long street and walked towards the gate of Tianming City.
Arriving outside Tianming City, after checking the direction, Mo Zhiyao and the others jumped up, turned into several rays of rainbow light, and disappeared into the vast sky in the blink of an eye.
Above the washless blue sky, several figures flew past like lightning.
The strong wind stirred up by the rapid speed cut a deep ravine in the desert below, raising a layer of sand like waves. wave.
Looking closer, it was Mo Zhiyao and four others who came out of Tianming City.
While galloping, Mo Zhiyao, who was in the lead, suddenly stopped, and the three men behind him, Brother Shu Hongyan, also stopped as if by induction.
With his hands behind his back, Mo Zhiyao's dark eyes stared at a certain void in front of him, and then the corners of his lips raised a cold arc, and he said lightly: "Now that you're here, get out."
Mo Zhiyao's voice fell, and the void in front of him suddenly became slightly distorted.
Immediately, three figures slowly emerged.
Judging from their appearance, it was the young master of the Nether Soul Sect, Yin Ming San. people.
"Boy, do you think you can leave Tianming City so smoothly after offending me?"
A gloomy voice sounded, and the Yin Ming slowly raised his head, with a bloodthirsty cold light flashing in his eyes, and said with a sinister smile.
Mo Zhiyao said.
Looking at the three Yin Men blocking the way, Mo Zhiyao crossed his arms, but the look on his face did not look surprised.
After leaving Tianming City, Mo Zhiyao knew that with such a sinister temperament, he would not let the others leave so easily.
However, the consequences of stopping him were beyond what Yin Di could imagine.
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"Boy, it's too late for you to regret it now.
No one can save you here."
Yin Meng took a step forward, the sinister smile on his face became stronger, and a cold light like a poisonous snake burst out from his eyes, and he was dead.
Staring at Mo Zhiyao, he said in a cold voice.
"Master" Yuan Bao, who was at the back, saw this, his eyes flashed fiercely, he looked at Mo Zhiyao and spoke in a low voice.
Mo Zhiyao waved his hand and tilted his head slightly: "It's just a few rubbish, you don't need to take action."
Then, Mo Zhiyao's eyes fell on Yin Meng across from him, his scarlet tongue tip slowly passed between his lips, his eyes were half-squinted, and he said in a faint voice: "Repent haha, some people will regret it.
But that person , not me.”
Hearing this, the expression on the gloomy face became even gloomier, a sinister look flashed in his eyes, and then he sneered: "Boy, you are really tough-tongued, but soon, you will feel guilty for your words."
Pay the price"
After the words fell, his gloomy eyes swept over the bodies of Ge Shu Hongyan and Ziyu, his eyes flashed with a perverted animalistic luster, and then he said in a deep voice to the two old men beside him: "Leave this boy to me, I want to fight with my own hands.
After breaking every bone in his body, you two deal with the remaining three people.
Kill the man and leave the two beauties.
Tonight, young master, I want to eat them all."
"Yes, young master."
When the two old men heard this, they immediately nodded with cold faces.
Immediately, their feet lightly stepped on the void, and their bodies turned into two blurry black shadows, bringing up two fierce winds.
He rushed toward the opposite side like lightning.
"Everyone, big or small, eat your grandma" Before Mo Zhiyao could take action, the purple jade on the side rushed out violently, and a cold murderous intent was already on his delicate little face.
Ziyu is a Heavenly Ghost Phoenix, and her status is extremely noble in the clan.
No one has ever dared to talk to her like this.
The sinister and dirty words have successfully aroused her murderous intention.
"Leave that old guy to me, and you go deal with that Yin Ming."
When the cold voice passed into Mo Zhiyao's ears, Ge Shu Hongyan's figure had turned into a wisp of smoke, heading towards another The old man shot away.
From her voice, the former could also tell that Ge Shu Hongyan also had real murderous intentions.
"Leave the weakest one for me."
Seeing the two girls killing each other at the same time, Mo Zhiyao had a wry smile on his face, and then he spread his hands helplessly.
Although looking at the superficial cultivation level, Ziyu and Ge Shu Hongyan were not as good as those two old men, Mo Zhiyao knew that those two people were just in the middle stage of ordinary metamorphosis.
In terms of real combat power, they were not at all They are no match for Ziyu and the other two.
So Mo Zhiyao wasn't too worried about the two girls.
And this was also the reason why Mo Zhiyao didn't let Yuan Bao take action.
Just three ordinary monks who shed their bodies, there is no need at all.
Immediately, Mo Zhiyao's eyes looked at Yin Ming, who was also rushing towards him, and then he smiled coldly and flashed out.
"You little bastard, die for me."
Yin Ming stretched out his palm and curled his five fingers into claws.
Suddenly, a thick black smoke burst out from his palm.
At the same time, there were bursts of shrill screams. , it resounded in the air.
If you look carefully, you will see that the black smoke coming out of Yin Ming's palm is simply the piercing screams of countless Yin souls coming from it.
"Die, kid."
The corner of his sinister mouth raised a bloody arc, and countless ghosts emerged from his palms, squirming, turning into a giant black python, and then with a shrill roar, it headed towards Mo Zhiyuan hit hard and flew away.
"The side door is vulnerable."
Looking at the jet-black giant python that suddenly rushed towards him, Mo Zhiyao's eyes froze, and then his hands and body shook, and white flames emitting biting coldness suddenly surged out from his body. , and then transformed into a huge flaming hand that was ten feet tall, and grabbed the jet-black giant python.
"Bang" The giant white flame hand grasped the black python heavily, but there was an indescribable scorching temperature in the cold chill.
The two originally contradictory extremes were perfectly integrated into one at this moment.
The strange flames directly caused those ghosts to not even scream, but turned into nothingness.
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"What?"
The scene in front of him caused a look of horror to appear in his gloomy eyes, and he shouted in a loud voice: "It's actually the power of a mutated fire spirit!"
However, before he could recover from the shock, a ghostly figure emerged from the void next to him.
His fists shrouded in white flames tore through the air like thunder, and aimed at the underworld.
Ming's vest was hit hard The sharp wind that suddenly appeared behind him made Yin Ming's heart tremble.
He quickly gathered his mind, turned his body, and the ink-like ghost surged out from his palm, and then met Mo Zhiyao's fist.
"Bang" The flaming fist suddenly struck down, and immediately the heavy blow and Yin Bing's palm hit hard, making a low thunderous clashing sound.
The fists and palms struck each other, and the expression on Yin Meng's face suddenly changed drastically, and a look of horror could not be suppressed from the depths of his eyes.
The terrifying power contained in Mo Zhiyao's punch was completely beyond his imagination.
"Click" A numbing sound of bone shattering suddenly sounded.
The skin on Yin Ming's entire arm exploded, and blood arrows suddenly shot out, while showing a weird twisted posture.
Mo Zhiyao's arm was completely disabled with one punch.
"Ah" I felt the bone-eroding pain coming from my arm.
Yin Meng's originally pale face turned pale to the point of being almost transparent.
His whole face twisted directly, and he let out a scream, and between his eyes In the middle, an unbelievable look of horror immediately flashed across his face.
He never imagined that with his cultivation in the early stage of body transformation, he would not be able to resist even one of Mo Zhiyao's attacks, and would be seriously injured and defeated.
They are both in the early stage of molting with a single pattern, but Mo Zhiyao's combat power is not comparable to that of Yin Ming.
It can be said that among the same level, Mo Zhiyao is absolutely invincible: