The fat man, who had charged halfway, suddenly stopped.

for there is a man who is faster than him... That's Mo Xiaohe.

Mo Xiaohe, who used the "Tianzi Step", appeared in front of Shi Fei out of thin air, and then punched the latter.

Shi Fei's pupils widened, he easily made a block, and quickly retreated, and an adult waist-thick tree behind him was knocked down by its boom... He had a gloomy face and looked at Mo Xiaohe like a ghost.

Everyone present couldn't help but take a step forward and was so shocked that they couldn't close their mouths.

The debate over whether the Book of Heaven is a lie... It's a debate about principles and bottom lines.

Denying the Book of Heaven is like denying your parents.

Mo Xiaohe fell under the spell of Cangsheng, turned his back on the Book of Heaven, and was disgraced by the world, while Zhang is the orthodox descendant of the Book of Heaven and the apprentice of Xia Zhenren... The two just quarreled over this matter yesterday, why did Mo Xiaohe stand up for Zhang Ze today?

...

"Monarch Mo, I respect you, but it doesn't mean that I'm afraid of you!"

Shi Fei stared at Mo Xiaohe coldly, "In order to prove the martial arts, I challenge Xia Zhenren's apprentice Zhang Ze, it is reasonable, why does Mo Jun interfere frequently?"

His voice became colder and colder, "Could it be that Monarch Mo regards the martial arts honor of the people of the world as nothing, and the people of the world as nothing? It is too rampant!"

"Monarch Mo, please respect yourself!"

But Mo Xiaohe just stood quietly, without the meaning of explaining, nor the intention of walking away, without saying a word... So the meaning is very clear.

"Hmph, he's a deflated calf, just relying on his master Cangsheng to be powerful, relying on himself to have thirteen senior brothers and sisters, and a group of believers... Therefore, the world is regarded as nothing. ”

The fat man behind him sat down and sneered at Mo Xiaohe, "This conscience is eaten by a dog! Yesterday you didn't quarrel with me for a sky-breaking book, and then turned around and left!"

"Aren't you fucking chic?"

It's like a bear child playing a bear temper with his father, and the fat man's tone is sour, "What are you doing now to help Lao Tzu!"

Mo Xiaohe turned his beautiful face and lowered his voice, like a father educating a child, "Shut up your mother's stinky mouth." That guy has a strange technique, and if you fight him, you will inevitably suffer... Maybe he will be abolished and cultivated. ”

The fat man raised his face, like an angry lady, "Even if you are beaten to death... You want to take care of it!?"

"Okay! I'll get out of the way!" you go and fight!" Mo Xiaohe snorted coldly, "If you have the ability, you can fight him!"

"Then you should get out of the way!"

"Then you're beating!"

"If you don't get out of the way, how can I fight?"

"You jumped over me yourself and punched him in the face, can't you?"

The fat man simply shook his face away, staring at Qingfeng Mingyue with an abusive face, and refused to speak.

Mo Xiaohe still stood in place, but he also shook his face, clasped his arms with his hands, and was silent.

The two of you say a word, like a quarreling little couple, but they put Shi Fei aside and the onlookers aside... Most onlookers probably only saw the two of them shouting quietly, as if they were arguing, but they didn't know what they were talking about.

Yao Yi, the leader of the Snow Clan's team, known as Wu Daozi's apprentice, dragged his round body and rushed out with a twist, "What are you two whispering?

Yao Yi's temper came up, and he was not so polite to Mo Xiaohe, "The surname is Mo, Shi Fei challenges Zhang Ze, what's the matter with you? You really think you are invincible in the world, and you have to intervene in everything? Are you planning to be the enemy of the world? I have put up with you for a long time!"

Shi Fei snorted coldly, and Li Mo behind him frowned slightly.

The little man Nangong Zhu was still standing behind the group and did not speak.

The red-haired young man of the Sheng clan was like a statue, always with a proud face.

Mo Xiaohe turned his face, like an ignorant baby looking at Yaoyi, very innocent... But he still stood still.

The onlookers shouted in their hearts....relying on their own backstage, they regarded the spirit of martial arts as nothing, and obstructed people's formal challenges three or four times, too much, right?

"You have also seen it, it's not that I don't dare to fight, it's that this deflated calf of Guilin has blocked it again and again. It's excessive!"

The fat man sitting on the boulder shouted heartlessly, "For the supreme martial spirit, for the supreme honor and blood of the cultivators, and for the reputation of the Book of Heaven...shouldn't you go up and beat him up?"

The fat man stood up straight, stuck his waist in his waist, and shouted while turning around the crowd, "Could it be the so-called martial arts honor, the honor of the heavenly book... So vulnerable in the face of strength?"

"Doesn't this guy just have a master? Isn't there a group of brothers and sisters? Doesn't he just have a very powerful sword?"

"I'm afraid of a hammer! Go up and hammer him!

As if a solemn funeral was being held, all eyes were focused on Mo Xiaohe and the fat man....silence was like death, only the fat man's voice was like a casual prayer, flying all over the sky.

"That's it! a one-on-one fair duel with a peer is the right that every True Spirit Domain martial artist has! Even if he is the monarch of Guilin State, how can he deprive himself of the rights that a martial artist should have?"

The fat man's inflammatory voice finally attracted the blood of some people.

The people of the Four Kingdoms, Mujiadi, Geng Huaiguo, Moleni Island, including some small forces... I don't know if it's intentional or unintentional, I don't know if it's because of the sense of justice, or if it's because of the enmity with Guilin.

In short, many people stand up for the grievances.

"The people of Guilin Mountain are originally a group of demons who do all kinds of evil! They preach fallacies and counterarguments everywhere, they rely on the Book of Heaven but turn their backs on the Book of Heaven, they are completely a group of treacherous villains!"

"Indeed, there are only fifteen people in Guilin Mountain, but they firmly occupy the vast majority of resources... They are selfish and selfish!The Instrument Spirit Country, and even the entire True Spirit Realm, are now becoming fewer and fewer young geniuses, just because a group of villains in Guilin Mountain have occupied all the Spirit Vein Beast Forest!"

"Are we willing to endure the oppression of this group of villains? Yesterday they robbed us of our spiritual veins, and today they robbed us of the right to challenge the strong, tomorrow, are they going to take our lives!"

"Down with this group of brutes of Guilin!"

"Down with these girls!"

The sound of resistance was like a tide, completely submerging the Mo River.

The fat man who started the attack was full of sluggishness....he just wanted to mock the so-called martial arts honor of the people of the four countries was too useless, and he would deflated the eggplant when he met the strong, but he didn't think about making Mo Xiaohe the target of the public?

It turns out that the Guilin Kingdom is not so strong, and it is so overwhelming that the Spirit Kingdom does not dare to move at all....If you are excited, there will still be people who resist.

This is hot-blooded, the sense of justice is bursting, and the one who has a grudge with Guilin wants to make trouble, these people are bolder... Naturally, most of the people who wanted to resist, but didn't dare to resist, were mobilized.

The fat man innocently glanced at Mo Xiaohe, a little weak-hearted... Brother, I really didn't mean to.

Mo Xiaohe just glanced at the fat man and was silent.

"Yell chicken!"

Xiao Wuming, who was woken up from sleep, didn't know when he jumped out, but the eight-year-old little kid learned from the appearance of an adult, jumped to his feet and scolded his mother, "Didn't Mo Xiaohe obstruct it once last time?

"What a fart this time!"

"Fuck a bunch of bastards!

The air was quiet for a moment.

The onlookers from the Four Kingdoms, Mujiadi, Molengdao, and Geng Huaiguo, including some young people from small forces who were close to the three major forces, and some idle people who hated Guilin deeply....slowly moved forward.

The encirclement gradually narrowed.

Xiao Wuming learned to look like an adult, stuck his waist, and scolded, "Little rabbit cubs!

But this little kid's words are like a fart, and no one listens... Some anxious people began to trot towards Mo Xiaohe.

"Stop! Who dares to move again?" Eight-year-old Xiao Wuming wiped his nose and widened his eyes, "If you move again, you will beat anyone!"

But more and more people trotted over.

Some of them began to spread their feet and charge.

The crowd poured in.

Xiao Wuming's face was sluggish, he wiped his nose and quickly slipped away.