Every young man here is an extremely famous figure, and he is also a top genius among the major forces in the Northern Cold State.

"Brother Netherworld, that kid is Mo Xiaotian? He's just a Psychic Mirror Five-Rank cultivator, is it worth your big fight to let us all help you? Even you have to join forces with that arrogant guy from Jia Luo?"

A handsome young man in a white robe looked at the young man whose gaze had fallen on Netherworld. When he saw that the young man's cultivation was only the fifth grade of the Psychic Mirror, a faint smile of disdain appeared on his face.

Several other young men also chimed in: "Yes, with this Mo Xiaotian's cultivation, any one of us can kill him at will, can we be so careful?"

There was endless killing intent in the eyes of Netherworld Zhan looking at Young Mo's figure, and a few days ago, he finally knew the true cause of his father and brother's death.

It was in the hands of Mo Xiaotian that he died, and it was not impossible for him to find out this kind of news, there were so many people who participated in the Tomb of the Strong Inheritance Contender that time, and the Netherworld War could find out the reason for the death of his father and brother through them.

There is no impermeable wall in the world, and with the strength of the Netherworld War and the strength of the forces he is in, it is completely normal for him to get this news.

When he learned the news, the Netherworld War wanted to seek revenge on Mo Xiaotian, but he also very much wanted to become a disciple of the Phantom Venerable. Only then did he slow down the pace of revenge on Mo Xiaotian, and when he came to sign up for this enrollment competition, he saw that Mo Xiaotian's name also appeared on the registration book, and he knew that Mo Xiaotian would also participate in this enrollment competition.

Only then did he decide to kill the latter in this admissions competition, and at the same time become a closed disciple of the Phantom Venerable.

This is a matter of killing two birds with one stone, but he knows from the mouths of some people that Huang Chi, a real Spirit Mirror powerhouse, cannot snatch Liu Xi'er from Mo Xiaotian's hands, although the two have not really fought each other, it may be enough to see how terrible Mo Xiaotian is to keep Liu Xi'er in the hands of a strong person like Huang Chi.

This can also be seen that Mo Xiaotian is definitely not as simple and weak as he seems on the surface, if he dares to underestimate him, he will finally be willing

It's going to be a loss.

Netherworld Zhan looked at the disdainful look on his companion's face, and he said lightly: "Mo Xiaotian can keep someone in Huang Chi's hands. ”

"Keeping someone in Huang Chi's hands?" At first, the Netherworld War companions hadn't heard the meaning of the former's words, and their faces were still full of disdain, but when they remembered the name Huang Chi, their faces changed instantly, and they hurriedly asked, "Huang Chi, is it Huang Chi, the elder of the Yan Sect?"

Nether War nodded, and his companion immediately showed a shocked expression.

They know Huang Chi's reputation very well, and they also know his strength. Mo Xiaotian was able to keep a person in his hands, so what kind of strength did Mo Xiaotian have?

"I see, no wonder you have to be so careful, it's our clumsiness. The faces of the Netherworld War companions finally showed a look of seriousness, they were still very shocked by the news that Mo Xiaotian could keep a person in Huang Chi's hands, but they were not afraid.

After all, it is two different things to keep someone who can defeat Huang Chi, at most, it can be seen that Mo Xiaotian is not what he seems on the surface, but he has no qualifications to make these arrogant geniuses afraid or jealous.

"This Mo Xiaotian killed my father and my brother, this time I need him to pay for his blood debt, you have to contribute more at that time." There was a strong killing intent in the voice of the Netherworld, and then he looked at his companion and spoke.

His companion nodded again and again: "We will definitely do our best in the matter of Brother Netherworld, even if Mo Xiaotian has a strong strength, the arena of this enrollment competition will become a place for him to be buried." ”

At the edge of the square, the corners of Mo Xiaotian's mouth glanced at the location of the Netherworld War and the others with a nonchalant sneer, he had already felt a strong killing intent from the Netherworld War's gaze just now. He could also guess the identity of Netherworld, but he didn't care about his killing intent.

On the other side, at the far corner of the square. There were seven people sitting in an open space here, among which were the two elders of the Yan Sect, namely Jin Hai and Huang Chi, and beside them were five young men who were well-dressed and imposing.

Beside Huang Chi, one

A young man of no more than twenty years old, he was dressed in a white robe, with an unconcealed pride between his eyebrows, and although he was sitting cross-legged on the ground, his slender body could be seen.

He slowly opened his eyes, and two rays of light flashed in his eyes.

Huang Chi and the others also opened their eyes, seeing that everyone had already woken up from their cultivation state, Huang Chi glanced at the disciple sitting next to him and said, "Jia Luo, this time you not only have to compete for the first place in this enrollment competition, but also join forces with the Netherworld War of the Sword Sect to kill Mo Xiaotian." ”

Huang Chi originally didn't plan to seek revenge on Mo Xiaotian now, but what happened in the Hero Building yesterday, he couldn't suppress the anger in his heart.

planned to let his disciple Jia Luo kill Mo Xiaotian in this enrollment competition, so as to relieve the hatred in his heart. Thinking that yesterday in order to save Yanzong's face, he gave Mo Xiaotian a million gold coins, he was very angry and painful.

A faint smile appeared on Jia Luo's face, with a strong killing intent in his smile, and he said lightly: "Don't worry, Master, I will kill him." ”

Jin Hai also looked at the four disciples sitting cross-legged beside him, and he said coldly: "You all assisted your Senior Brother Jia Luo in killing Mo Xiaotian, yesterday he made me so embarrassed, I lost face and had to kill him to vent my hatred." ”

"Yes, Master Don't worry, we will assist Senior Brother Jia Luo to kill Mo Xiaotian. Several of Jin Hai's disciples all nodded, they also knew about Jin Hai's embarrassment by Mo Xiaotian in the Hero Building yesterday.

His master is embarrassed, and these disciples naturally want to regain face for him.

"Don't be careless, Mo Xiaotian has the means comparable to the strength of the Spirit Mirror, but you don't care too much, although his methods are comparable to the strength of the Spirit Mirror, but his own cultivation is limited, you plus the Nether War and the assistants he invited, you can still kill him, but you must not be careless. ”

Huang Chi spoke lightly and reminded his disciple.

Several of the disciples of Jia Luo and Jin Hai nodded, and did not speak again.