Mei Caixi looked at Feng Qingyu angrily, I don't know if she was regretting the promise just now at this moment, and she was speechless for a long time.

"Feng let the two of you attack, no complaints or regrets. Within three moves, you two don't have the ability to kill me...... Feng has kept his promise. In the future, I will owe you no more blood debt. ”

Feng Qingyu stood with one hand, wiped the corners of his mouth with his hand, and looked at Mei Caixi with an indifferent expression.

Mo Yang pursed his lips helplessly, and looked at Mei Caixi with a gloomy expression, as if he was also unwilling.

pondered in his heart, since there was an appointment in advance, the three moves had indeed passed, what could he do.

"A gentleman's promise is worth a thousand gold. Jiumei, since our skills are not as good as others, and in the past three months, you have also vented the resentment in your heart, so this matter will be stopped. Let's go. ”

After Mo Yang finished speaking, he was ready to turn around and leave with Mei Caixi.

Suddenly, a soft shout rang out.

"Wait!"

Han Yan looked at Mo Yang playfully, quite proud.

"Mo Xiaoyou, if the old man is not mistaken, what you just said were two things...... The matter of the nine-tailed fox has passed, but you made a big fuss about my Ling Tianzong and seriously injured my disciple Su Shen for no reason, what should I do about this matter?"

After Han Yanming saw the power of the senior brother in charge, he was overjoyed. Then he asked imposingly.

Mo Yang slowly raised his head and looked at the cold Yan with a gloomy face.

"I originally wanted to stop two things, but I didn't think that Elder Han was aggressive. The matter of Tianlei Hall, the rights and wrongs, what the truth is, there must be no need to repeat it. According to Elder Han's intentions, how are you going?"

"Hmph, you seriously injured my own disciple, this matter must not be stopped!, unless ......"

"Unless what?"

"You kneel down and kowtow to my disciple Su Shen three times, and admit your mistake to your face!

Mo Yang's face changed slightly, he sneered, and then glanced at Feng Qingyu casually.

At this moment, Feng Qingyu still had the same sad and joyless face, neither dissuading nor speaking, just looking at Mo Yang and the two of them with such awe.

Han Yan saw that the senior brother in charge did not open his mouth to stop him, as if he supported himself by default in his heart, and then his courage grew again.

"Mo Xiaoyou...... Kneel, live. If you don't kneel, you'll die! Which one do you choose?"

After Mo Yang listened, the corners of his mouth smiled disdainfully, and his face became more and more sinister.

"Such a deception, there is no distinction between right and wrong, Ling Tianzong is really a person who deceives the world and steals his name...... In that case, I want you to die. ”

After the words were finished, without waiting for everyone's reaction, Mo Yang took the lead in attacking, turning into a golden rainbow, and quickly attacked towards the cold flames.

Han Yanming was already injured at this time, and seeing that Mo Yang was so decisive, he got up to attack after speaking, his face was shocked, and he hurriedly urged the aura to protect his whole body, and only dodged this sharp blow when he was in danger.

Mo Yang was shocked when he saw that the cold and Yan were injured, and his speed was still extremely fast.

Shen said, Eight Realm Cultivators, it is really extraordinary! It seems that he has underestimated this Great Elder a little.

Then, grasping the fairy dragon sword, he was about to launch a second attack.

Feng Qingyu frowned slightly, and slowly took a step forward, blocking the cold flame behind him.

"Xiaoyou, at a young age, he is already a powerful monk of the Eight Realms, it is really not simple, Feng admires it! However, there is some truth in what my junior brother mentioned. If you want to settle a grievance, you always have to pay a price...... If Xiaoyou is like Feng, let my junior brother attack three moves, this matter should be resolved. ”

After hearing this, Mo Yang put down his offensive and looked up to the sky and laughed.

"I see! Ling Tianzong is indeed a god and ghost logic! Since this is the case, why bother to act up!"

Mo Yang was extremely angry, and the immortal dragon in his hand rose again, and he volleyed it down at Feng Qingyu.

Feng Qingyu waved his right hand, and a white eighth-level high-grade spirit sword was instantly unsheathed.

The moment the spirit sword was unsheathed, the aura of heaven and earth moved, and it vaguely seemed to contain great power.

It seemed to be a very slow lift, and with a slight block, all of Mo Yang's offensive was reduced to nothing.

Mo Yang stood in the void, staring at the two of them tightly, and there was a sense of humiliation that he was being played.

As he hesitated, the old man's voice slowly sounded in his head.

"Boy, with your current cultivation realm, I'm afraid you are not Feng Qingyu's opponent! Don't look at the difference between him and you by only two grades, but it is also a world of difference...... If you want to fight with it, unless...... Stimulate all the energy contained in the three golden droplets in the dantian! However, you have to think clearly about the consequences...... It may cause irreversible damage to you!"

When Mo Yang heard Cang Lao's words, he didn't reply immediately, as if he was still thinking.

"The old man is bound by his heart and soul, and there are many unspeakable secrets, so he should not participate too much in the battle of monks in the world...... However, you can rest assured that if you are really worried about your life, the old man can save your life. ”

After saying this, the old man sighed lightly, and then disappeared again.

Mo Yang stared at Feng Qingyu deadly, and asked with a somewhat playful look in his eyes, "I am indeed not the opponent of the Feng Master now. However, who can guarantee that he will never be defeated in his life. Master Feng, have you ever been defeated?"

Hearing this, Feng Qingyu's face was finally a little moved, and then he smiled, "Never." ”

"What a coincidence, too!"

After Mo Yang finished speaking, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he suddenly retreated dozens of feet.

Then, his eyes slowly closed, and his divine consciousness wandered all over his body, and finally stopped at the dantian, silently staring at the three golden droplets that seemed to have remained unchanged for ten thousand years.

At this moment, the three golden droplets were still slowly entwining with each other, seemingly unremarkable, but Mo Yang knew that the energy contained in them was so great that it might really be able to compete with Feng Qingyu.

Mo Yang's face was as pale as water, he withdrew the fairy dragon and volleyed into the air.

Seeing Mo Yang's demeanor, Han Yan smiled sarcastically, "Pretend to be a ghost!

Hearing this, Mei Caixi glared at Han Yanming. Immediately, he began to look at Mo Yang nervously. I don't know what other skills he has at this moment.

Feng Qingyu also had doubts, and his eyebrows were tightly locked. Could it be that this kid still has hole cards?

Mo Yang didn't know anything about this, and under his divine sense, he slowly touched three golden droplets.

As if a grain of sand and gravel fell into the calm water, it instantly caused ripples in the dantian.

The three golden droplets swirled wildly, and Mo Yang's divine sense seemed to be able to feel the sound of the stormy waves.

Immediately after, these three drops of golden water turned into wisps of thick golden aura, flowing into the hundreds of bones of Mo Yang's limbs.

Mo Yang suddenly felt that the aura of his whole body was agitated, and he was extremely powerful! a feeling that he had never felt before, filling his heart and soul. It's as if at this moment, the world can be destroyed with a single move.

Mo Yang slowly opened his eyes, the corners of his clothes and messy hair were windless, and his momentum was terrifying.

"What......? Six pins!"

I don't know what weird techniques Mo Yang used, but he could actually improve three grades in an instant!

Feng Qingyu's eyes shrank, and under his sword eyebrows, his face finally became serious.

"No wonder it's so arrogant. Is this your hole card?"

Mo Yang was silent. Once again, the fairy dragon was transformed out and held in the palm of his hand.

The aura of the six-rank cultivator of the Eight Realms Tongtian Realm was frantically poured into the immortal dragon gong.

Bite!

Suddenly, it was as if there was a pleasant sound between heaven and earth.

White clouds, air, trees, flowing water...... It was as if they had all stopped for a moment.

With that pleasant sound, everyone below suddenly felt the spirit sword in their hands, and they actually trembled uncontrollably.

Even the white eighth-grade spirit sword in Feng Qingyu's hand couldn't help but let out a low humming sound.

It was like worshipping the monarch.

Seeing this, Mo Yang's face was slightly happy.

Shen Nian said, it turned out that it was not that he couldn't use such a heavenly immortal weapon, but that his own cultivation realm and aura were too weak!

At this moment, Feng Qingyu also felt this strange change and began to be cautious.

Turning slightly, he reminded, "Senior brother, be careful! This black mace is a little weird!"

Taking advantage of the opportunity for Feng Qingyu to turn around, the corners of Mo Yang's mouth smiled slightly, and he disappeared in place in an instant. When it reappeared, it appeared just above Feng Qingyu.

Holding the fairy dragon mace, it seems that it is about to be smashed down.

Feng Qingyu didn't have time to think about it, and hurriedly raised his spirit sword again to resist the defense.

When he was about to fall again, the corners of Mo Yang's mouth smiled ghostly again, and his figure disappeared again.

Give the dummy!

Mo Yang's true purpose was the Great Elder behind Feng Qingyu!

When Feng Qingyu wanted to turn around again to block him, a miserable scream followed.

Like a kite with a broken string, Han Yan fell from the sky, slammed into the ground like a dead dog, and then remained motionless.

Seeing this, Feng Qingyu finally became angry, and his face, which was originally Gu Jing Wubo, was a little pale at this moment.

"Junior, you're looking for death!"

Mo Yang stood in the void, looking at Feng Qingyu indifferently, unable to tell whether he was happy or sad.

"Even if I die, I will fight with Ling Tianzong!"