Mu Jie didn't dare to resist anymore, so he could only honestly lead a large group of people behind him and walk slowly towards the front.

"What, isn't it upset that you dead fat man was beaten?"

At this moment, on top of a big tree, a figure was standing on the branch with his hands in his hands, looking at Mu Jie and the team behind him with a smile on his face, and a slightly playful voice also spread from the mouth of this figure.

"Howling. When Mu Jie heard the voice, he quickly looked up at the figure on the branch, and immediately shouted with joy.

His face was full of excitement, and then, his crying voice spread: "Xiaotian, save me, Uncle Ben is about to be tortured to death by this group of bastards." ”

Thinking that he was bullied by these black-robed teams along the way, Mu Jie wanted to cry, but now that he saw Mo Xiaotian, he saw a life-saving straw.

The fat face was covered with surprise and grief at this time, and he secretly scolded Mo Xiaotian in his heart for not saving himself when he saw him being beaten before.

"Who?"

The black-robed team standing behind Mu Jie also saw Mo Xiaotian, but when they killed Long Han in Mo Xiaotian before, they were not present and did not know Mo Xiaotian at all.

As soon as they entered this space, they had never seen Mo Xiaotian, so naturally they didn't know Mo Xiaotian.

As soon as he saw Mo Xiaotian's figure, the person who had kicked Mu Jie before looked nervous, and asked Mo Xiaotian gloomily.

All the other black-robed people also looked at Mo Xiaotian with a wary face, and many of them were already secretly operating their spiritual power, ready to do it at any time.

Now at this time, Mo Xiaotian's appearance made the black-robed team feel threatened.

"Who are you, it's none of your business here, get out of here, otherwise, don't blame us for being polite. The black-robed team didn't know Mo Xiaotian, and naturally they didn't know how terrible Mo Xiaotian was, a short-bodied black-robed man scolded Mo Xiaotian, and his finger was also pointed at Mo Xiaotian, his face full of arrogance.

"Dead fatty, you seem to be very unlucky. Mo Xiaotian directly ignored the short black-robed man, and instead looked at Mu Jie with a smile on his face, obviously making fun of him.

"Xiaotian, I don't care, anyway, when I meet you, you can solve these guys. Mu Jie rushed directly towards Mo Xiaotian's position, and stood under the big tree under Mo Xiaotian's body, Mu Jie stopped running, and then looked at the black-robed team.

The people of the black-robed team watched Mu Jie run to the big tree at Mo Xiaotian's feet, and they didn't care, Mu Jie's strength was too weak, and they were not afraid that Mu Jie would run away at all.

"Hehe, you bastards, you dared to beat Uncle Ben before, look at how I will toss you when Xiaotian tramples you under your feet. Thinking of Mo Xiaotian's strength, Mu Jie knew that not only would he not die today, but he could also take revenge.

The beating of the black-robed team before made Mu Jie very angry.

"Boy, you are very arrogant, Lao Tzu will talk to you again. The short black-robed man looked at Mo Xiaotian and ignored him directly, and suddenly, he had an angry look in his heart, and his finger pointed at Mo Xiaotian again, and his tone already carried a cold look.

Faintly, there was a violent spiritual power surging under his body, ready to do it at any time.

He is a person from the Ghost Palace, although his power is not as strong as the City Lord's Mansion, but in Black Dragon City, it is also the number one force in the row, and now he is ignored by a teenager, how can he not be angry?

Mo Xiaotian still ignored him, but jumped off the tree and stood beside Mu Jie, looking at the footprints on Mu Jie's robe, Mo Xiaotian smiled even more happily.

This Mu Jie is a mouthful, who told him to be there all the time, it is good to let the black-robed team teach him a lesson, let him remember it for a long time, and don't talk too much in the future.

"Damn, see if Lao Tzu doesn't pinch you arrogant boy to death. The short man saw that Mo Xiaotian was still ignoring him, and immediately, he became furious, his short body turned into an afterimage, and rushed towards Mo Xiaotian.

"Whoosh!"

Although this short man is very short, his speed is very fast, and at the same time as the sound of breaking the air sounds, his figure has already appeared not far from Mo Xiaotian, his clenched fists, and there is a violent spiritual power surging.

"Arrogant boy, let Lao Tzu die. The short man screamed, his fist carrying unparalleled strength, and smashed it hard at Mo Xiaotian's chest.

The fist directly exploded the air, impacting with terrifying force, and it was about to smash into Mo Xiaotian's chest in the blink of an eye.

Everyone in the black-robed team didn't stop it, nor did they help, they couldn't sense Mo Xiaotian's cultivation at all, seeing that Mo Xiaotian's age was not very old, no matter how powerful he was, he was probably not the opponent of a short man, so naturally he would not interfere.

Let the short man make a move on Mo Xiaotian, they are just watching a good show on the sidelines, the people in their Ghost Palace have always been very domineering, and if they don't say a word, they will fight, they are used to such things happening.

Seeing the short man's fist smashed, Mo Xiaotian looked at him, raised his eyebrows, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, originally he didn't plan to clash with these black-robed teams, but if they wanted to kill themselves, it was no wonder that they were going to kill themselves.

"Xiaotian be careful. Seeing that Mo Xiaotian didn't react at all, Mu Jie was shocked, this short man's strength had reached the ninth grade of the Spirit Transformation Mirror, and his strength was also very good.

However, Mu Jie was not worried, a psychic mirror powerhouse like Long Han, Mo Xiaotian could easily kill, no matter how powerful this short man was, he was not Mo Xiaotian's opponent at all.

Mu Jie was naturally not worried that this short man could hurt Mo Xiaotian, but instead looked at the short man with a sympathetic expression.

This short man really killed himself, and he dared to make a move on Mo Xiaotian, which was not much different from looking for death.

But the short man didn't know Mo Xiaotian's strength, and thought that Mo Xiaotian was stupid by himself, and he couldn't even dodge the most basic, and a faint bloodthirsty smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and the short man had already seen the end of Mo Xiaotian being killed by his own punch in his heart.

However, just as his fist was about to smash on Mo Xiaotian's chest, Mo Xiaotian suddenly stretched out a finger, and the spiritual power flashed at his fingertips, and then, Mo Xiaotian's finger hit the short man's fist fiercely.

"Bang!"

Mo Xiaotian's hand was on the short man's fist, and suddenly, a muffled sound rang out, and a wave of qi surged from the place where the two collided, and the short man's expression changed greatly the moment Mo Xiaotian's finger was on his fist.

Violent spiritual power bloomed at Mo Xiaotian's fingertips

, as if the surging power of the mountains and seas slammed away against the short man's body.

"Poof!"

The short man spurted a mouthful of blood, his body was like a broken kite, and he was directly shocked by the terrifying force, and his face was already miserable.

Without waiting for the short man's body to land, Mo Xiaotian's body turned into an afterimage, and appeared in front of the short man's body in the blink of an eye.

"I'm very arrogant, but what can you do? Did you beat Lao Tzu?" Mo Xiaotian carried the short man, with a playful smile on his face, so that people couldn't tell whether he was happy or angry.

"Boy, put Ye Tian down. Mo Xiaotian grabbed the short man, and suddenly, in the black-robed team, the tall black-robed man who kicked Mu Jie shouted directly at Mo Xiaotian.

There was a violent spiritual power blooming all over his body, and his body flashed, and he rushed towards Mo Xiaotian.

In the team, many people were still waiting to see a good show, but they didn't expect Ye Tian to be so unbearable in Mo Xiaotian's hands, and he was controlled by Mo Xiaotian with just one blow, which surprised them all.

Immediately, they reacted, and all of them showed angry looks, and many people followed closely and rushed over at Mo Xiaotian, looking like they were going to beat Mo Xiaotian.

"Put it down?" Mo Xiaotian watched the tall man and many black-robed people rushing towards him, and the corners of his mouth lifted a slightly cold smile.

Immediately, Mo Xiaotian grabbed Ye Tian's short body and threw it out at the tall man closest to him.

"Whoosh!"

Ye Tian's body turned into an afterimage, and was thrown out by a terrifying force, as if it was a hidden weapon thrown from Mo Xiaotian's hand, and shot away at the tall man, bringing a sound of breaking the air, and in the blink of an eye, Ye Tian's body had already appeared in front of the tall man.

The tall man's expression changed slightly, his body flashed, and he dodged Ye Tian's smash, his strength was strong, he had reached the peak of the ninth grade of the spirit mirror, and he was only half a step away from the spirit mirror, and his reaction was very fast, and he could avoid Ye Tian who Mo Xiaotian threw out.

But many black-robed people behind him did not have his strength and reaction speed, and directly collided with Ye Tian's body.

"Bang, bang, bang......"

Ye Tian's body was like a hidden weapon, and it slammed into the bodies of several black-robed people, and suddenly, there was a series of muffled sounds, and after a wail, the bodies of these people were smashed out by the powerful impact of Ye Tian's body.

In a moment, the black-robed men who fell to the ground, all of them looked pale, blood flowed out of their mouths, and a few people were directly smashed and fainted.

As soon as everyone in the black-robed team saw this scene, they rushed over to the companion who fell to the ground and helped them up, and then, everyone was furious, and the angry eyes all fell on Mo Xiaotian's body.

"Xiaotian, fight well, dare to beat uncle, I deserve it. When Mu Jie saw this scene, he immediately became excited, and he was extremely proud.

Mu Jie exhaled a long breath, feeling that he had been spit out by the anger of the black-robed team before, and his mood was much better.