As soon as Mo Tianbao's words fell, Mo Wen took a few steps forward without any scruples, staring at Mo Tianbao's arrogant appearance, and was about to make a move, only to see the subordinates beside Mo Tianbao stand up. 『『【Fengyun Novel Reading Network baoly】:7777772e766f6474772e636f6d.

"Patriarch, this kid doesn't need you to make a move, I'll clean him up, how can I use a knife to kill chickens?"

I saw an old guy beside Mo Tianbao say a few words in front of Mo Tianbao and ran in the direction of Mo Wen.

At this time, Mo Wen was also ready to strike again, looked at the scene in front of him, and said indifferently: "Since you are aggressive, then I have no choice but to be ruthless, many of my brothers and sisters in Mojialing are all looking at it with their hearts, you glamorous barbarians are too lawless, let me clean up the portal today." ”

Speaking of this, Mo Tianlong hurriedly shouted with the support of Mo Tianhu: "Mosquitoes, I must not hurt people's lives."

Mo Wen looked back at Mo Tianlong, nodded with a smile, then looked around and arched his hand: "The elders of Mojialing, uncles, uncles, aunts, brothers and sisters, Sisters and brothers, don't ask anyone who hurts anyone's family today, don't hold a grudge, it's this old guy who bullies people too much, I have no intention of hurting you, if you are bullied like this, I believe you will also stand up and resist like me, I am not a beast who was born to be bullied, even if my father did something against the ancestral teachings, it would not endanger the family"

After listening to Mo Wen's words, the villagers of Mojialing were all filled with hatred, and the ordinary words of this young man made many people feel ashamed of what happened to Mo Wen's family.

Among the martial artists, they are even more ashamed, they have lived most of their lives, and they still think that there are some truths that are not as thorough as a young man in his twenties, which is really ashamed.

At this time, the old guy who was running towards Mo Wen had already arrived in front of Mo Wen, and shouted: "Boy, don't dance the hearts of the people, if you break the sky, you will not escape death."

Mo Wen squinted, his face changed drastically, his mouth closed one by one, and he said word by word: "It's not up to you who dies or who lives."

Mo Wen was murderous while speaking, the old guy saw that Mo Wen was still so rampant, he was also a little helpless, since he couldn't persuade Mo Wen to surrender, then he would wipe it out at any cost, the patriarch had an order, he didn't dare to disobey, even if it was wrong, he had to carry it out, otherwise he would be charged with disloyalty and unfilial piety.

The old monk Jinghui opened his eyes and saw that Mo Tianbao had sent his subordinates, he opened his mouth and recited a Buddhist mantra "Nan Wu Amitabha Buddha", and shook his head slightly.

Mo Tianbao subconsciously glanced at the old monk Jinghui, sneered, and seemed to say to the old monk Jinghui: Mo Wen is just a cultivation of the realm, and he will definitely die today.

At that moment, some people said with disdain: "I don't measure my strength, I have courage and no strategy, if it were me, I would pretend to agree, save my life first, and then find a chance to leave everywhere in the future, and I will definitely not kill myself." ”

The old monk Jinghui, who had always been indifferent, heard someone speak like this, so he said: "Because of this, you can't achieve great things, he can."

After the man heard the words of the old monk Jinghui, he felt that he had been greatly insulted, it was obvious that it was the old monk Jinghui, and he didn't dare to refute it, his face turned red with anger, and he thought to himself: Old monk, he is about to die, and he still speaks for him

Mo Tianhu looked at Mo Wen intently, if someone dared to kill Mo Wen, he would definitely not sit idly by.

Mo Ling'er had a satisfied smile on her face, she was very satisfied with Mo Wen's appearance, she had no psychological burden, if someone dared to kill Mo Wen, she would not hesitate to take action, let her father protect Mo Wen's family and leave, the big deal is that she will follow Mo Wen to leave Mojialing, in the outside world, people in Mojialing do not dare to be presumptuous.

Mo Wen clasped his hands in front of his chest and stood proudly in front of the wooden house, the old guy turned his head and glanced at Mo Tianbao, and nodded at Mo Tianbao.

This old guy looks over 100 years old, tall and strong, except for looking like a centenarian, he can't see any symptoms of the old man, he is still as fierce as a young and vigorous man, looking at Mo Wen in front of him, there is no fear on his face at all.

After this person came up, a few villagers from Mojialing couldn't help but shout to Mo Wen: "Mo Wen, we all know your filial piety, if you can't admit defeat, don't make senseless sacrifices, even if you admit defeat now, we won't look down on you, you can rest assured, all our villagers guarantee that your father and son are safe and sound, and absolutely no one dares to kill your father and son." ”

Now, almost no one is optimistic about Mo Wen, because the person who came to clean up Mo Wen is the number one master in Mojialing.

Mo Wen's heart was like stopping water, he bowed slightly to the villagers gratefully, and after smiling slightly, he calmly looked at the old man in front of him, Mo Wen was already judging in his heart, even if he was defeated, Mo Wen would not surrender, by Mo Tianbao's side, there were still six old guys, judging from the current situation, the cultivation of these old guys was at least above the Zun Realm, Mo Wen knew in his heart that if he was not defeated, he would use the last hole card of demonization, and he couldn't stop for a moment, otherwise, Mo Tianbao would order his father to be imprisoned again, this time, no one dared to guarantee that Mo Tianbao would not kill the killer。

With the weak against the strong, Mo Wen even if there is a strong villager support behind him, he can't bear it, after all, he is not iron-clad, the body will be consumed, and the true yuan will be exhausted under the successive battles, such a practice is a big taboo for martial artists.

Seeing the hundred-year-old man come to him, Mo Wen glanced at the hundred-year-old man with disdain, and said coldly: "Senior, you are an elder, I don't want to take advantage of you in terms of age, why don't we have a literary fight, how?"

Mo Wen's move was to prepare for his own recovery, if he didn't, Mo Wen would be exhausted even if he wasn't beaten to death.

The hundred-year-old man frowned slightly, and asked with some puzzlement: "How is Wendou?"

Mo Wen smiled faintly, and hurriedly explained: "Wen Dou, that is, you don't use tricks, cultivation, exquisite swordsmanship, etc. to fight, you and I have a move everywhere, and neither side is allowed to attack backhand, this is Wen Dou"

There was an uproar in the crowd, and Mo Tianbao couldn't help laughing, it turned out that Mo asked if he was looking for death.

If he doesn't dodge or dodge the master of the Venerable Realm cultivation with all his strength, can he still live, it is really beyond his strength.

Hearing Mo ask this mention, Qi Xinxin had already taken two steps forward nervously, Mo Wen knew what Qi Xinxin was worried about, he pointed at Qi Xinxin with his finger, his face exuded an unparalleled domineering, and said, "No one can move without my order"

In front of so many Mojialing villagers, being so arrogantly reprimanded by Mo Wen, Qi Xinxin bowed to Mo Wen very respectfully, and immediately retreated obediently.

These villagers also felt the domineering spirit of Mo Wen's body, a kind of kingly demeanor, and a kind of kingly aura that only people who can really achieve great things deserve to have.

The hundred-year-old man smiled coldly, he was not stupid, he immediately thought of what Mo Wen's intention was, and said coldly: "Are you saying that you want to hit me first?"

This old man knows better than anyone else that if he doesn't dodge Mo Wen's full force blow, he will not be happy, and in the same way, Mo Wen will either die or be injured if he hits him, and he may be killed by him on the spot.

Mo Wen immediately explained: "You are an elder, you said it first, I won't take any advantage of you, lest people from Mojialing say that I don't ask people who bully the old, weak, sick and disabled."

This sentence, the old man said that his face was blank, and it seemed that Mo Wen was a good young man who respected the old and loved the young, but in fact, Mo Wen was insulting this old man with words, which clearly meant that the old man bullied him Mo Wen's cultivation was not high, and he bullied him alone, so as to bully more and less, the hundred-year-old man immediately reacted, looked at Mo Wen with some angry eyes, and said, "You mean to say that I took advantage of you."

"No, this is what I should let as a junior," Mo Wen smiled faintly.

"Are you sure you don't regret it?" asked the hundred-year-old man repeatedly.

"Of course, I will never regret what I said, but please remember that there is only one such opportunity, you must seize this opportunity, if I am lucky enough not to die, you don't blame me for being vicious" Mo Wen said with a vicious look at the old man.

The old man frowned, and for a while he didn't know what medicine Mo Wen was selling in the gourd, and many people were worried, thinking that Mo Wen knew that he was going to die, so he came to act as a dutiful son who was not afraid of death so that everyone in Mojialing could remember him.

There are a few people who don't think so, such as the old monk Jinghui, but he knows Mo Wen's conspiracy.

The medical soul must have a stunt, that is, the body is displaced, and with the blood spirit's dragon shock skill, as long as Mo Wen is given time to prepare, even if he is a master at the peak of the Venerable Realm, he will not be able to hurt him in the slightest.

This guy is so insidious, once Mo Wen is beaten and not killed, then this old man will inevitably be hit hard by Mo Wen.

This kind of means and stratagem can slowly eat the masters around Mo Tianbao, but he can only use this kind of play once, and the old monk Jinghui suddenly wanted to know what kind of means Mo asked to come next, and looked at the scene in front of him with a little expectation.

The villagers of Mojialing felt that Mo Wen was tired of living, wasn't he looking for death

The hundred-year-old man took a deep breath, stepped forward quickly, raised his fist heavily, aimed at Mo Wen's heart, and slammed it hard, the power of this punch was the old man's full blow, the force was so great that people within a distance of more than ten meters around him could feel the ferocity brought by this force.

"Boom" with a loud bang.

Mo Wen's whole person was like a kite with a broken string, and he was knocked out of a distance of more than ten meters, and under this punch, Mo Tianlong's heart trembled, and he almost couldn't help but rush forward.

Everyone gasped, this punch, many people would think that Mo Wen would definitely die.

One second, two seconds, three seconds

Twenty seconds later, Mo Wen slowly got up from the ground.

The hundred-year-old man was stunned when he saw Mo Wen get up from the ground unharmed, how could he still be alive