"This kid came out of nowhere, so strong and arrogant. ”

"I don't know, seeing that he is not very old but has such strength, he must be the pride of heaven from the great forces. ”

Mo Xiaotian's movement of killing Ye Changfeng attracted people from all major forces, and they walked out of the tent one after another, seeing Mo Xiaotian kill Ye Changfeng so easily and arrogantly, their faces showed a look of shock.

The Liuyue Sect, the force where Night Changfeng is located, is indeed not strong here, but the strength of Night Changfeng itself is still very good, and he was killed by Mo Xiaotian in one face, which really made them feel incredible.

"Xiaotian is just not ordinary, as soon as he makes a move, it shocks the four of them. Mu Jie didn't expect that Mo Xiaotian was so strong now, and he was so unbearable that the powerhouse of the Seven Grades of the Spirit Mirror was so unbearable in his hands that he was killed.

"That's, don't you look at who Brother Xiaotian is?" Liu Xi'er's face was full of excitement, she was very excited about the strength and strength shown by Mo Xiaotian.

"Boy, who are you?Why are you so ruthless?,I'm from the Flowing Moon Sect and you shouldn't have a holiday??,Why do you want to kill someone?" In the open space in front of the tent of the Flowing Moon Sect, there were several men standing at this time, and they looked at Mo Xiaotian angrily.

They were in the same camp as Ye Changfeng, and Mo Xiaotian took Ye Changfeng's life as soon as he made a move, and they were very angry. At the same time, there was also some jealousy in my heart, although the words were very strong, but no one dared to step forward.

"We don't have a holiday, but if he wants to kill himself in the long wind of the night, then I will fulfill him, if you are not satisfied, then you can also come and attack me, I don't mind and destroy it. ”

Mo Xiaotian threw Ye Changfeng's corpse on the ground, and then he looked at the powerhouses of the Flowing Moon Sect with a touch of disdain on his expression.

"Boy, you're too arrogant, aren't you? Although my Flowing Moon Sect is not as good as the five major forces here, but you are so arrogant to kill my Flowing Moon Sect powerhouse, you should give an explanation, right?" Several strong people of the Flowing Moon Sect looked at Mo Xiaotian so disdainful of them, and their expressions were also difficult to see.

Several people faintly surrounded Mo Xiaotian in it, and there was also spiritual power surging all over their bodies, ready to make a move against Mo Xiaotian at any time, although they were a little afraid of Mo Xiaotian

, But Mo Xiaotian's words are already humiliating them nakedly, plus there are forces from many places in the Northern Cold Prefecture here, if they are indifferent to being despised by Mo Xiaotian like this and being killed by a strong man, then what kind of face will their Liuyue Sect have to stay in the Northern Cold Prefecture in the future?

"Explain?" Mo Xiaotian sneered, looking at the few strong men who surrounded him, his expression showed a very disdainful smile, and then his body had turned into an afterimage, and there was already an extra long sword in his hand.

His speed was unbelievably fast, and those present could only see an afterimage passing by, and then he was gone. When Mo Xiaotian's body appeared in front of everyone again, the long sword in his hand had already pierced the throat of a Flowing Moon Sect powerhouse.

The tip of the sword pierced out of the back of the strong man's neck, and drips of blood were dripping down. His face was full of incredulity and endless unwillingness, he didn't expect that he had been pierced through his throat without even seeing how Mo Xiaotian made a move, and there was only one way to die waiting for him.

His mouth moved, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't make a sound at all because of the hole in his throat, and finally he could only die with a full of unwillingness.

"Whew!" Mo Xiaotian pulled out the world and kicked the opponent's corpse out with one kick. His cold eyes looked at the other Flowing Moon Sect powerhouses who also had incredible expressions on their faces, and he sneered and said, "Now, do you still have to confess?"

"Boy, you wait for us, our Flowing Moon Sect will definitely not give up with you. These powerhouses watched Mo Xiaotian kill their companions again, their expressions showed a touch of fear, and they didn't dare to stay any longer, they knew that the strength of their people could not be Mo Xiaotian's opponents at all, why bother to send them to death?

Spiritual power bloomed from their bodies, and they disappeared into the sky in a streamer, only the roar of anger still resounded in the world.

Seeing these people fleeing, Mo Xiaotian did not pursue, nor did he take to heart the cruel words when they left.

"This kid is really tough, he actually kills a strong person like a dog, and this kind of means and strength are extremely good. The crowd looked at the powerhouse of the Flowing Moon Sect who left, their expressions changed slightly, and they looked at Mo Xiaotian with a deep sense of jealousy.

"Who else is going to stop me from taking away the Qilin Stone Carving?" Mo Xiaotian looked at the powerhouses among the many forces who had already walked out of the tent, his expression was indifferent, and he looked at these powerhouses from various regions of the Northern Cold Prefecture as if he was looking at the ants, and he didn't take them in his eyes at all.

However, in the face of Mo Xiaotian's arrogant posture, many strong people did not speak, nor did they express their attitude, without real strength, they did not dare to touch Mo Xiaotian's moldy head, no one has one life, but they don't want to lose it casually.

Seeing that many strong people did not speak, Mo Xiaotian walked towards the cave again.

Mu Jie and Liu Xi'er also followed quickly, with a touch of smugness on their faces. Mo Xiaotian's strength and ruthlessness still made the two of them a little excited and excited.

I feel that the blood all over my body is boiling, and the warrior should be like this, killing the strong is like slaughtering a dog!

"Boy, don't you take our many forces here in your eyes?" Just as Mo Xiaotian and the others continued to walk towards the cave, a cold cheer rang out again.

At the same time, Mo Xiaotian's brows furrowed, and he turned around and swung his sword, his movements in one go to an incredible point.

"Boom!" A piercing voice sounded in front of Mo Xiaotian, and the destruction in his hand had pierced a huge palm shadow, and a violent shock wave was stirring up where the two collided.

"You're killing yourself, too. Mo Xiaotian raised his eyes and looked ahead, where there was a slender figure looking at him indifferently.

Mo Xiaotian's gaze also fell on the latter's body, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, revealing a cold smile. Immediately, he stepped out, and the world destruction in his hand suddenly erupted with brilliant light, and a sword qi bloomed from the world of destruction, directly and completely defeating the palm shadow in front of him.

The sword qi was like a long rainbow, and it stabbed towards the slender figure, trying to pierce its body.

It's just that when this sword qi was about to fall on the slender body, a faint disdainful smile flashed on his face, and his right hand reached out directly, and the terrifying spiritual power was condensed on the surface of his palm, and the arcs of spiritual power were beating.