"You can't kill me!"

Looking at the smile on Mo Wuchen's face, it became more and more weird.

Zhou Jing's eyes were full of fear, at this moment, he would not doubt at all that Mo Wuchen really wanted to kill himself.

"Hehe......"

However, in the face of Zhou Jing's words, Mo Wuchen smiled again.

The palm that probed above the opponent's head, the energy fluctuations became even more terrifying.

It seems that as long as he presses down slightly, Zhou Jing will end up with a disillusionment on the spot.

"Brother Mo!"

But at this moment, behind the two of them, a divine rainbow swept quickly.

It was none other than the Heavenly Martial Saint Son, Leng Yun!

The rainbow around him gradually faded, and he saw Leng Yun frowning, and his eyes fell on Mo Wuchen's body.

After a few breaths of silence, he spoke, "Can you give me a thin noodle and let him go?"

Everyone in the audience was silent, and the moment they heard Leng Yun's words, they couldn't help but be surprised on their faces.

Everyone was puzzled, why Leng Yun would intercede for Zhou Jing, there is not much intersection between the two on weekdays, right?

Moreover, although Zhou Jing is the eldest disciple of the Yanhuang Divine Sect, at this moment, his identity is far inferior to that of a real saint like Leng Yun.

"He just killed me. ”

Looking at Leng Yun, Mo Wuchen frowned slightly, he didn't know what he was thinking in his heart, he was silent for a while, and he continued to speak, "If it weren't for my strength above him, at this moment, I would have died in his hands, and Brother Leng asked me to let him go?"

Hearing this, Leng Yun also frowned, just as Mo Wuchen said, Zhou Jing's attack on Mo Wuchen just now had already revealed his murderous intentions.

If it weren't for Mo Wuchen's strong strength, at this moment, I am afraid that he would already be a corpse.

"Brother Mo, the Seven Great Martial Alliances, my Xuanwu League is only at the bottom, although Zhou Jing is at fault, he will not die, and with his talent, he may not be able to become an existence comparable to the Holy Son in the future, if he dies here today, it will undoubtedly not be a loss to my Xuanwu League!"

Leng Yun and Mo Wuchen have just come into contact with each other, and they don't know each other's personalities, but they can also see that Mo Wuchen belongs to the kind of character who doesn't offend me and I don't offend.

If it weren't for Zhou Jing touching his bottom line, today, he would not have ended up like this, and his life was in the hands of others.

"Wrong is wrong, in my opinion, there is no such thing as sin that does not lead to death, he has touched my bottom line. ”

Mo Wuchen looked at Leng Yun for a long time before shaking his head and saying.

All around, everyone was silent, and they were really shocked in their hearts, and they secretly said that Mo Wuchen was a little ignorant.

As the Saint of Leng Yuntian Martial Arts, no matter where he went in the past, all parties had to be treated extremely carefully, once upon a time, he interceded for a person, such a little face, someone dared not to give it?

But today, everyone has seen with their own eyes that here in Mo Wuchen, the so-called face of the Heavenly Martial Saint Son seems to be a little worthless.

"Don't forget it, do you know what it means to kill me?"

Leng Yun opened his mouth to intercede, which made Zhou Jing's courage suddenly become bigger, the horror in his eyes turned into anger, and he forced Mo Wuchen to look at him, "The foundation of the Ten Holy Lands is beyond your imagination, don't think that because you know Master Zhang, he can keep you safe and sound, I am the genius of the Yanhuang Divine Sect who is most likely to achieve the position of the Holy Son in the past thousand years!"

Holy Son, no matter which force he puts in, he is an indispensable 'treasure', if today, Zhou Jing is really killed by Mo Wuchen here, the Yanhuang Divine Sect will inevitably be furious, in the face of the anger of a holy land, who can really bear it?

Even Zhang Mingyuan, I'm afraid he may not dare to start easily!

Mo Wuchen was silent, he was indeed thinking about how to deal with the other party, in fact, he had always been a little undecided, after all, the stakes were very high, if Zhou Jing was really killed, what would be involved would be a powerful force that had been passed down for thousands of years.

He had just arrived at the Great Luo Heavenly Realm and had not yet gained a firm foothold, to be honest, Mo Wuchen did not want to take such a risk.

"Let me go, it's your wisest choice, don't forget the dust, your strength is certainly strong, but don't forget, between this heaven and earth, the ones who really have the right to speak are those transcendent beings who have been passed down for a long time, and the Yanhuang Divine Sect is one of them. ”

Seeing the hesitation in Mo Wuchen's eyes, Zhou Jing's courage became even bigger, he expected that due to the existence of the Yanhuang Divine Sect, Mo Wuchen at this moment would definitely not dare to do anything to himself.

In the end, under the gaze of everyone in the audience, Mo Wuchen's big hand against the top of Zhou Jing's head slowly raised.

Seeing such a scene, Zhou Jing sneered, "Those who know the times are Junjie, don't forget the dust, you don't dare to kill me, because you are afraid, because if you kill me, the Yanhuang Divine Sect will inevitably send a strong man to kill you, if I die, you won't live." ”

"Hahaha, this is the fate that the weak should accept, you wait, when I am successful, you will be the first person to die in my hands, I will use your blood to cast my position as the Holy Son of Yanhuang. ”

Zhou Jing's words were extremely arrogant, as if there was a feeling of anti-guest-oriented.

"I originally planned to let you go, but unfortunately, what you just said completely decided your fate. ”

Just when Zhou Jing's words fell, Mo Wuchen's cold voice sounded again, and the palm that had already been withdrawn was no longer hesitant at this moment, and the energy surged, stirring the general trend in all directions.

In the incredible gaze of everyone in the audience, Mo Wangchen's palm slapped down towards Zhou Jing's Heavenly Spirit Gai!

"Bang!"

The blood mist exploded, and Zhou Jing's head was smashed by Mo Wangchen's palm.

"This ......"

There was silence all around, and everyone couldn't help but widen their eyes and look at the scene in front of them in disbelief.

"Zhou Jing is dead!"

"My God, the eldest disciple of the Yanhuang Divine Sect, who is about to be canonized as a genius of the Holy Son, was actually killed in the Valley of the God King today!"

After a short silence, when Zhou Jing's headless body fell from the sky, everyone present finally reacted from shock.

With an expression of disbelief on their faces, they gasped and looked at Mo Wuchen in shock.

"Brother Mo, it's a big trouble now......"

Not far away, Leng Yun frowned, obviously, he didn't expect that Mo Wuchen would really make a move.

This scene happened too suddenly, and he wanted to stop it, but Mo Wangchen's speed was too fast, and when he reacted, he found that it was too late.

"You...... Don't forget the dust! You dare to kill Senior Brother Zhou Jing!"

On the ground below, a deep shout with anger was rolling.

The people who spoke were the two Yanhuang Divine Sect disciples who came here with Zhou Jing, the two who had been injured by Mo Wuchen and Tianyang Tower before.

"Zhou Jing wants to kill me first, it's not a pity to die, if you have any opinions, you can come up, I don't mind, kill the two of you together." ”

Don't forget the dust standing in the void, the white clothes fluttering, and the voice indifferently came into everyone's ears.

(End of chapter)