Arrogant, too arrogant.

In everyone's eyes, Mo Wen is a young man in his twenties, nothing more than getting the supreme magic weapon of the Ghost Gate and cultivating the magic of the Ghost Gate.

Nothing else is special, Mo Wen is so presumptuous and arrogant in front of so many super powerhouses at the grandmaster level, he hanged himself as a birthday star, and he thinks his life is too long, right?

At this time, the protector of the Blood Shura stood up from his chair, he stared at Mo Wen with his eyes, and asked calmly, "Mo Wen! As far as I know, it hasn't been an hour since you returned to Fuzhou, right?"

"It's very well-informed, that's right, I did just come back!" Mo Wen smiled slightly, nodded and took out a cigarette from his body, lit it, and took a sharp puff, as if he didn't take these super masters in front of him in his eyes.

"As soon as I came back, I led my men to kill my fellow brothers, can you afford this blood debt?" The old thing's face sank, and he already had the intention of killing.

"The Buddha said, as long as there is artificiality there must be a cause, there must be a cause, there must be an effect, there is no cause and effect if there is no artificiality, if it is the correct view, it is the righteousness of cause and effect, cause and effect are not centrifuged, the mind is not separated from cause and effect, cause and effect are obtained by the mind, the mind can create cause and effect, and the mind and cause and effect are no different. Speaking of this, Mo Wen paused, spat out a puff of smoke from his mouth, and sneered: "If you didn't kill my brother, you and I wouldn't be in such a position today, but how can you calculate the blood debt for killing my brother?

"Don't tell me these big truths here, we old bones don't need a young man in his twenties like you to teach us a lesson" As soon as Mo asked's words, another old thing jumped out and shouted loudly.

This person is dressed strangely, wearing a red Taoist robe, holding a black whisk in his hand, looking fierce and vicious, with a face full of meat, full of white hair, and a long beard, a bit of the taste of the ancient road breeze immortal, Mo Wen looked carefully at this old Taoist priest wearing a red Taoist robe, and immediately recognized his sect, Jiugongmen, which is a relatively evil sect in Huaxia, and the N quality of the Pure Yang Palace is the same, and the cultivation techniques are also extremely evil.

But the people of the world don't know what these kings and calves have done in secret, and they have worshiped these people who claim to be righteous sects as gods.

"Do you want to go to see King Yama like your disciples?" Mo asked's voice was like a thousand-year-old Xuan Ice, making people shudder.

"You mean, you killed all the disciples of my sect?" The protector of the Nine Palace Gate couldn't believe his ears, he thought that Mo Wen could break through the siege of his disciples, but he absolutely couldn't imagine that the other party could escape without any harm, and he couldn't believe that Mo Wen could kill many disciples of more than a dozen sects so easily, and moreover, Mo Wen didn't have a drop of blood on his body!

Hearing this, the corners of Mo Wen's mouth curled, and a bloodthirsty Sen Ran appeared: "If you want to know, go underground and ask Lord Yan!"

Boom! This sentence made everyone's faces change wildly, and the surging killing machine of the Nine Palace Gate Protector and the Blood Shura's Dharma Protector was extremely impressive: "Kill him for me! Avenge my fellow disciple!"

"Such arrogant people, such cult people, punish them and then hurry up!"

With a loud shout, it fell! Whew! More than a dozen spiritual strength masters, seven earth strength mythical protectors, four heavenly strength super powerhouses, and hundreds of legendary peak masters all swept up and surrounded Mo Wen in the middle! And the Blood Shura Protector who spoke just now shook his palm! A sharp sword as red as blood appeared in his hand! This is the artifact of the Blood Shura Sect, and it is also the Cold-blooded Sword of the Blood Shura Sect's Shocking Sect.

Seeing this cold-blooded sword, the faces of the people around them changed wildly! They all knew that this was the artifact used by the ancestor of the Blood Shura when he created the Blood Shura! This cold-blooded sword was known as the one sword that slashed the gods! At the beginning, the ancestor of the Blood Shura relied on this sword to kill countless powerful enemies and ascend to the list of masters of Huaxia! And in the cultivation world, he also occupied a place, and later founded the sect of Blood Shura, and used this sword as the inheritance of each generation of suzerains.

This is a super weapon to destroy the gods, and when they saw this cold-blooded sword, they all thought in unison that Mo Wen was certain to die today.

"Don't ask, you go die!" Holding a divine weapon in his hand, this guy's confidence skyrocketed, and his whole person, like a bolt of lightning, waved a cold-blooded sword, aimed at Mo Wen's head, and slashed it frantically! Not only him! All the masters around him also shot! Looking at the posture, it was the rhythm of dismantling Mo Wen to relieve hatred.

A sharp weapon with a handle of magic weapons pointed at Mo Wen, and slashed wildly!

In an instant, the light released by the power devoured the sky! It's just that a shocking scene appeared! Mo Wen just stood there quietly, the corners of his mouth glowing with thick disdain, and he didn't even bother to dodge! He still had an unfinished cigarette in his mouth, spitting smoke, and he looked leisurely and disdainful.

"Wow, isn't this guy afraid of so many masters joining forces?"

"This guy is too arrogant, as the saying goes: pretend to be struck by lightning, don't ask, you are dead. ”

"Hmph! Don't say that more than a dozen spiritual power masters, seven earth power mythical protectors, and four heavenly strength super powerhouses have joined forces, just any one of these masters can easily destroy him! This kid is too ignorant, who does he think he is? Immortals descend to earth? Hmph"

"I love this bloody scene, haha"

Just when these sect disciples were mocking and mocking Mo Wen, Utred Kaman saw this and shouted at Mo Wen: "Your Majesty, be careful!"

This scene has already scared Yanix, Uhtred Kaman and others into a cold sweat, and the spirits have almost been scared out of the body, so many masters have joined forces, how can Mo ask how can it be their opponent?

And just under their worried eyes, a strange scene appeared! The weapons in the hands of more than a dozen spiritual strength masters, seven earth strength mythical protectors, and four heavenly strength super powerhouses stabbed Mo Wen's body fiercely! In particular, the cold-blooded sword slashed at Mo Wen's head! This scene made everyone ecstatic! They didn't expect that it would be so easy to get it!

It's just, immediately after! The hideous smile on their faces instantly froze! Because although the divine weapon in their mouths hit Mo Wen, they were shocked to find that it was no longer possible to advance an inch! Not only that, the cold-blooded sword slashed down on Mo Wen's head, and only a few hairs fell down!

Boom! This scene made everyone completely stunned!

"What the hell is going on here?"

"Could it be that this kid has cultivated the iron cloth shirt?"

"Wow, the iron cloth shirt is a ball, how can it resist the attack of the cold-blooded sword?"

"Oh my God, it seems that the legend is true, look, what is this kid's hands?"

Under the shouting of a blood Shura disciple, everyone shifted their attention to Mo Wen's hands, only to see that Mo Wen threw away the cigarette butt, and where the palms of his hands slided, there was a black mist left, just now, they also got the news, saying that Mo Wen's body had a very strange black mist, fragrant and instantaneous, and there was not even a bone slag left.

Is all this true?

Everyone also thought of the news that came back before, but no one wanted to believe that the news was true.

"No, it can't be"

"He's just a young man in his twenties, even if he cultivates against the sky, it's impossible to resist the combined attack of more than a dozen spiritual strength masters, seven earth strength mythical protectors, and four heavenly strength super powerhouses What's more, the cold-blooded sword of the Blood Shura Sect can kill the Heavenly God figures, he doesn't ask if it's a yarn!"

"Is he dead?" everyone held their breath and looked at Mo Wen carefully, confirming whether Mo Wen was dying or not.

You must know that it was a joint blow of more than a dozen spiritual strength masters, seven earth strength mythical protectors, and four heavenly strength super powerhouses! Even if it was the peak strength of the earth strength of the divine cultivation realm, they didn't dare to resist hard! Not to mention that in the face of the attack of the cold-blooded sword, this was the rhythm of death! However, the violent attack actually fell on Mo Wen's body, and this kid actually seemed to be a person who was fine.

Under that blow, Utred Kaman, Yanix and the others were so dead that they didn't even dare to look at it again.

Only! They didn't hear the sound of blood splashing! Instead, a sound of gold and iron rang in their ears! What the hell was going on?

Uhtred Kaman, Yanix and the others hurriedly looked at each other, and suddenly found that the attacks of more than a dozen spiritual strength masters, seven earth strength mythical protectors, and four heavenly strength super powerhouses all fell on Mo Wen's body, and all the divine weapons seemed to have pierced into the incomparably hard divine iron, and they didn't even hurt Mo Wen's skin at all, how could this be!

This scene made everyone's heads buzz and completely stunned!

Not only that! Everyone found that the cold-blooded sword of the Blood Shura was slashed at Mo Wen's head, but Mo Wen had no blood at all, according to normal logic and the lethality of the cold-blooded sword! Mo Wen's head must have been split in half.

But this guy just broke a few hairs, which is incredible.

Yanix's eyes widened in astonishment, and he looked carefully, and he was not mistaken, he glanced at Utred Carman beside him, as if to say to him: "When did this master cultivate such an unfathomable technique? And what is the black mist in his palm? A few months ago, I clearly remember that the master was not so powerful?"

Uhtred Kaman shook his head and smiled excitedly, because after they saw this scene, they didn't have to worry about Mo Wen anymore, and these self-proclaimed noble and decent Wang Ba calves in front of them, it was time for you to taste what it was like to be slaughtered.

Thinking of this, the elder-level figures among these two blood clans suddenly revealed a fiery and extremely excited color in their eyes