"What do you mean by that?"

Zhao Kuang was timid, and his body unconsciously moved two steps back. The more greedy people are, the more they fear death.

Especially for people like Zhao Kuang who have enjoyed the desire for power, they are especially eager for life. In the final analysis, it is just a person who is reluctant to bear the benefits of the power in his hands, and he is only a person who is dominated by the desire for power to live.

"Doesn't the head of the Zhao family want my life? Why, but now you are timid? Wolf Mo sneered.

Previously, although he had never been in contact with Zhao Kuang, the impact of this meeting today was very bad. How did this kind of hypocritical villain sit firmly in the position of the head of the clan surnamed Zhao? However, with this kind of family head, presumably this clan surnamed Zhao is no better.

"Elder, please take action." Zhao Kuang gritted his teeth and ignored Wolf Mo's provocative words. turned around and respectfully asked the white-haired old man beside him, this old man was the strongest person in the clan surnamed Zhao. is also the ancestor of the clan surnamed Zhao, who has not done anything for nearly a hundred years, and in the year of the Mandate of Heaven, he has been cultivating in order to continue to live.

This time, it is a matter of life and death for the clan surnamed Zhao.

Zhao Kuang had no choice but to invite the old ancestor out of the mountain. After all, Zhao Kuang is considered to be the direct blood relative of this old man, and he should be Zeng Sun according to his generation, and with this relationship, Zhao Kuang is naturally much more confident. Therefore, although there are many people in the clan who oppose Zhao Kuang sitting on the position of head of the family, they are helpless, who makes Zhao Kuang have the support of the ancestors behind him, such a good thing is not everyone's side.

"Hmm!" The old man nodded, opened his eyes that had been closed, and instantly shot towards the wolf ink.

Wolf Mo shook slightly, raised his hand and flicked the corner of his shirt, and remained unmoved by the old man's fierce momentum. Like, from beginning to end, I didn't notice the old man's murderous posture, calm, and calm.

When the old man saw this, he was not surprised.

The cloudy eyes quickly crossed the silk light, and the whole person turned into an eagle, with a furious aura and spread its wings and flew towards the wolf ink. Wolf Mo exhaled lightly, this old man does have three points of ability, the clan surnamed Zhao can gain a foothold in Yubei and is mostly inseparable from him, it is indeed more than a step stronger than the arrogant and arrogant Zhao Kuang, with him in charge, it is no wonder that the clan surnamed Zhao dares to do this kind of preemptive attack.

However, it is not enough!

Wolf Mo's tense face slowly loosened, and he secretly slowly clenched his fists.

Hehe――

That's interesting, isn't it?

Jiang Qing frowned, silently staring at the old man who suddenly erupted, this old man's strength is definitely worth paying attention to, he never thought that there was such a person lurking in the clan surnamed Zhao. Things seem to be a little tricky, but how to deal with it?

In the distance, the forces of all parties who were spying on the movements here took a deep breath. This time, Morocco forced the clan surnamed Zhao to take out their hole cards, and it was because they were fortunate enough to perceive the old man's existence. This old man came of age more than 200 years ago, but he disappeared from the front of people a hundred years ago, and many people speculated that he was dead.

Quite a few people, exhaling softly. Fortunately, he did not make a move against the clan surnamed Zhao, this old man became famous more than two hundred years ago and occupied a place in Yubei. It can even be said that the clan surnamed Zhao can have an important relationship with it today.

"Die!" The old man shouted violently, and his fist swung out like a dragon out of the water, bursting with power.

Wolf Mo's eyes sank, and he swung his fist to meet it, and the crisp impact sound of 'bang' spread. The two fists faced each other, and the air was distorted by the huge fist power of the two, and after a moment's pause, the two froze as if they were standing still. Suddenly, the old man retreated sharply, and took eight steps back in a row to stop his body.

Here, Wolf Mo only took three steps back. I saw that his hind feet slammed on the ground, and stepped on the bluestone floor with a footprint three or four centimeters deep, and he firmly supported the impact of this punch. In this fight, the old man's face was gloomy and stern. After seeing the strength of Wolf Mo, I realized that this person's ability is not as simple as Zhao Kuang said.

At this moment, Zhao Kuang was frightened and panicked.

The old ancestor who was extremely strong in his heart was forced to take eight steps back by Wolf Mo, and this small eight steps undoubtedly sentenced the Zhao clan to death. One is eight steps, the other is three steps, and the gap between them is staggering, and anyone with a discerning eye knows that it is because of the clear understanding that Morocco is becoming more and more fearful.

"Come again!" The wolf ink was like a rainbow, and with a loud shout, he transported his strength to the extreme, and the whole person rushed towards the old man. The punch is like the wind, like a tiger entering the mountains and forests, unstoppable.

Blood was dripping and splashing wantonly, and the sound of bones breaking was endless. The old man's eyes were red, every time he wanted to fight back, he couldn't even defend it, and passively endured the stormy attack of Wolf Mo, but Wolf Mo punched harder than a punch, and the speed was extremely fast. The old man fled in a hurry, but to no avail.

"Wipe the card!" The wolf ink gathered his strength and punched the old man's left chest.

The old man couldn't dodge after all, and was hit by a punch, and his chest instantly sank, spurting a mouthful of blood. Wolf Mo took advantage of the victory to pursue, his body jumped shallowly, and a long whip swept his legs into the old man's hand. The old man clutched his chest, his heartbeat had stopped, and he really didn't know how he died, or maybe he didn't even know how he died.

"Old Ancestor......" Zhao Kuang exclaimed.

After Wolf Mo kicked the person over, the clan surnamed Zhao suddenly woke up and rushed towards the old man. But I had to see the old man's angry body. There is no intact place on the body, and every punch of wolf ink weighs more than a thousand catties, and you can imagine what the consequences will be when it hits the old man?

What fell in front of Zhao Kuang's eyes was said to be a corpse, but it was better to say that it was a pool of vague flesh and blood.

"Ancestor, wake up—"

"Stop the bleeding and save people."

……

For a time, the clan surnamed Zhao was in chaos. The rest of the clan surnamed Zhao, who had lost their backbone, had long since lost the arrogant and domineering look they had just now, and they all looked at Wolf Mo's tall and long body in fear. No one dared to meet his eyes, and even if they did, they all looked away. I am afraid that the next person to die will be myself, in the final analysis, the vast majority of people are greedy for life and afraid of death.

"Time for a stick of incense? This ancestor of the clan surnamed Zhao only supported a stick of incense for a long time under the demon master? Morocco is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, this demon lord is so strong! ”

"It's so violent, the ancestor of the clan surnamed Zhao became famous two hundred years ago, and such a strong man couldn't hurt a single point in front of him. The clan surnamed Zhao really mentioned the iron plate this time, and I am afraid that the disaster of exterminating the clan will not be avoided! “

In the distance, everyone naturally had to talk and run. At this time, Wolf Mo didn't care with his hands around his arms. His demeanor was calm and freehand, and when he turned to look at Jiang Qing, he could not restrain his cold and arrogant demeanor, and his handsome face was dyed with a little flattery that did not match it. Seeing that the corners of Jiang Qing's mouth twitched, she couldn't bear to take a second look.