"Boy, you're looking for death!"

Liang Zitian's anger made Mo Tong's unintentional words ignite instantly, mixed with twelve points of anger and twelve points of strength, turning into a fierce attack.

There is a good show to watch now, and he dares to scold Senior Brother Liang in front of Senior Brother Liang, this treasure digging expert is still strong enough.

It's over, Senior Brother Liang, he actually used all his strength with this kick, and he was afraid that he would have the strength of 80,000 catties to say the least!

Alas, in the future, Qingzong is only afraid that there will be no more treasure digging experts, and there will be one less thing to entertain.

Liang Zitian's powerful kick, the strong sound of breaking the air made the disciples who had just shocked Mo Tong come back to their senses, and they all shook their heads and shouted pity. This ink pupil is also true, Senior Brother Liang is a nine-star human spirit who stepped into the Xuan Ling in half a step, and few people in the Xuan Pavilion dare to have the slightest disrespect for it, let alone someone who dares to add the word 'mongrel' in front of the three words of Liang Zitian.

Bang!

The inner sect disciples beside Liang Zitian then saw a scene that they didn't dare to think of even if they had never dreamed of it.

In their opinion, the ink pupil who was about to be kicked to break half of his body bones, when Liang Zitian's kick was about to attack, suddenly jumped and fought back with the same kick.

The two legs staggered together, and the huge impact shook several disciples next to them who couldn't stand on their feet for a while, and they all leaned back and took a step back to stand on their heels.

"What? It was Senior Brother Liang who kicked it off?" A disciple opened his mouth wide as if he had eaten a dead mouse, and his eyes were about to fall out.

Liang Zitian also calmed down after this kick, and his heart was extremely shocked.

How can this ink pupil have so much power? My kick is more than 80,000 catties, and I even let him come back and block it with one kick.

What's even more terrifying is that Liang Zitian felt the sharp pain in the calf he had just collided with couldn't help but spread, and that leg couldn't help but tremble.

Liang Zitian couldn't help shouting in his heart: I'm a nine-star human spirit, how can my strength not be as good as a three-star human spirit? Impossible, impossible!

When Mo Tong first entered the sect, the registration information was that the three-star human spirit was the highest cultivation among the many assessed disciples at the beginning, but no one had seen him cultivate in the past six months, so Liang Zitian thought that Mo Tong was still staying at the three-star spiritual cultivation.

"It turns out that you are Liang Zitian's bastard, then you didn't find the wrong person!" Mo Tong smiled coldly at Liang Zitian, bullied forward, and punched him over.

Sizzle!

Before Mo Tong's fist strength arrived, Liang Zitian's face turned pale, and he was extremely frightened and quickly retreated.

100,000 catties of power!

Liang Zitian knew very well that if this punch was to be hit, his body would definitely be injured, and it would be a big injury!

Pick up?

Liang Zitian had no choice but to take Mo Tong's punch hard!

Because after taking a few steps back, he was shocked to find that he couldn't dodge Mo Tong's seemingly random punch at all, completely blocking all his retreats.

Liang Zitian didn't dare to be careless, and used all his strength to catch up. Mo Tong's fist strength was like a volcano about to erupt, and Liang Zitian suddenly felt like a crumbling tree under a raging storm.

Yes......

Liang Zitian's heart was miserable, it turned out that Mo Tong's true cultivation was even many times higher than the rumors. What bastard spreads rumors indiscriminately, it's really deadly.

With such a powerful coercion, Liang Zitian only had such a feeling when he was studying with the senior brother of the Xuanling Realm. Liang Zitian also deeply felt today that the gap between him and Mo Tong was so big that he couldn't afford to resist at all.

It's too powerful, it's too powerful......

Liang Zitian flew out in a straight line, hitting the stone mountain in the center of the Broken Xuan Pavilion, and exploded with a bang.

"Huh?"

"Liang Zitian?"

"Treasure digging expert?"

The disciples who were meditating in the Broken Xuan Pavilion came out of the house one after another after hearing a loud noise, and saw Liang Zitian struggling from the pile of rubble with blood in his mouth, and his expression was extremely frightened.

Is this really the treasure digging expert in Ziyuan who was ridiculed by everyone? The disciples looked at each other like water, and they couldn't see the ink pupils of joy and anger, and it was difficult for them to accept the facts they saw with their eyes for a while.

"You...... What do you want? We have no grievances in the near future, and we have no hatred in the past, why do we have to think so hard?" Liang Zitian saw that Mo Tong still didn't plan to let him go, and walked over step by step.

Mo Tong seemed to be testing Liang Zitian's psychological endurance, his pace was neither fast nor slow, and the coercion exerted on Liang Zitian was stronger step by step.

"Ah Niu is my brother, you know!" Mo Tong's figure suddenly accelerated, and another punch rushed out.

Yes!

Receiving a powerful blow to his chest, Liang Zitian screamed, flew out on his back, and spewed out a mouthful of blood mist to the sky.

Mo Tong didn't wait for Liang Zitian to land, strode forward, and jumped in the air!

Dozens of punches followed, and the punches exceeded 100,000 catties of strength, and none of them hit Liang Zitian, who was flying upside down.

People are like galloping horses, and horses are stepping on Feiyan!

Rumble!

Stombone crushing!

landed a series of kicks, snapped twice, and Liang Zitian's arms were kicked and shattered!

Ignoring Liang Zitian's miserable and painful expression, Mo Tong lifted his foot again, stepped on it fiercely, and stepped on Liang Zitian's leg.

Yes!

An hour ago, he was the same as Mo Tong, and he beat the disciple of the Inner Sect named Hu Aniu quite happily. Liang Zitian didn't expect the retribution to come so quickly, and he couldn't even catch a move in Mo Tong's hand.

Broken legs!

Hands kick and smash!

All the meridians are broken!

I don't know how many punches he was punched and how many punches he kicked, half of his body was so hit by a powerful force that half of his body was buried inside.

Liang Zitian originally thought that Mo Tong would look at the rules of the sect and dare not go too far, but soon he found that he was too naïve. This ink pupil is here to retaliate, and the power of each punch is just right, which not only makes Liang Zitian feel the most painful, but it will not pass out immediately.

Mo Tong's last kick kicked Liang Zitian's forehead!

Syllable!

This kick finally ended Liang Zitian's screaming, tilted his head, and passed out.

Liang Zitian was only a few breaths from the first time he was knocked out to the last faint.

It's not that no one has time to come to the rescue, it's just that the strength shown by Mo Tong is too shocking, and the shocking brain of all the Nine Star Human Spirit disciples is momentarily sluggish.

Although Liang Zitian is not the most powerful in the Broken Xuan Pavilion, he can also rank in the top few. But it made Mo Tong fight without the power to fight back, pinching and playing, how could this not be shocking? To be able to do this, only the senior brother of Xuan Ling cultivation can see it.

Could it be that Mo Tong had already broken through the Nine Star Human Spirit? But didn't he never cultivate?

"Who else has ever done anything to Ah Niu?" Mo Tong shook off the blood stains on his hand, as if he had just killed a mosquito just now, and slowly approached the four disciples who were with Liang Zitian just now, and asked lightly.

Silence! The four disciples fell silent for a moment!

"Why? If you have the courage to beat someone, you don't have the courage to admit it?" Mo Tong saw that none of them said anything, and then said, "If any of you say it loudly, whoever has bullied Hu Ah Niu is a brute, I will let him go." I'm giving you ten breaths to think about it!"

Arrogant, it's so arrogant!

When all the disciples of the Broken Xuan Pavilion heard Mo Tong's words, their hearts couldn't help but say angrily: No matter how strong your Mo Pupil is, do you really dare to ignore the dozens of nine-star Xuan Spirits in the Broken Xuan Pavilion?

However, Mo Tong's method of beating Liang Zitian just now was really ruthless, and no one dared to stand up to defend the prestige of the Broken Xuan Pavilion for a while.

Mo Tong said that ten breaths are ten breaths, and no one among the four disciples would think that Mo Tong was just intimidating. The four of them glanced at each other, and they all had one thought: We four nine-star human spirits, I don't believe that we can't beat you Motong alone.

Do it!

The four of them all chose to shoot at Mo Tong, they knew very well that fighting alone was definitely not Mo Tong's opponent, but if they wanted to fight four against one, it might be possible.

It's good to be confident, but the consequences of being too confident are often painful.

When it comes to combat experience, the sum of these four Nine Star Human Spirit Disciples is far less than half of Mo Tong's. I don't know if it's them, even if it's the entire Qingzong, when it comes to actual combat experience, no one will ever surpass Mo Tong.

In his previous life, especially after being expelled from Qingzong, in the days when Mo Tong was wandering around, he survived in battle almost every day. Fighting alone, fighting in groups, being chased and killed, and escaping death is commonplace.

Now the sudden sneak attack of the four disciples seemed to Mo Tong to be a child's play. In the case of the same cultivation, the comparison is experience.

Although Mo Tong is still only an eight-star human spirit, after the baptism of Xuan Lingze, his physical strength is comparable to that of Xuan Ling. And because he created his own Spirit Mansion, how could it be shaken by just a few Nine Star Human Spirits?

What is called a mantis arm as a car, this is a mantis arm as a car!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The four collision sounds shook the disciple next to him.

What is unacceptable is that Mo Tong was only shocked back a few steps with one enemy and four enemies, while those four disciples were all blown away one after another.

Monsters, what terrible monsters!

The disciples who saw this scene couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts. This ink pupil, I'm only afraid of the Xuan Ling, there really is no opponent anymore.

Among the crowd of disciples, a pair of eyes flashed with an unwilling resentment: How could he be so strong? Xuan Ling, I will definitely break through Xuan Ling in half a year. Mo Tong, you wait, I will never allow you to walk in front of me......

Sizzle!

The onlookers quickly shocked Mo Tong's methods, and the four disciples followed in the footsteps of Liang Zitian without any example, and even got out of the car even more miserable.

In front of so many people, the five disciples of the Broken Xuan Pavilion were disabled, and the onlookers of the Broken Xuan Pavilion disciples were all gloomy, but no one dared to stand up for a while.

"Senior Brother Fang Yi is here!" When the disciples of the Broken Xuan Pavilion were helpless, they didn't know who shouted.

Senior Brother Fang Yi, this is the senior brother of the Broken Xuan Pavilion, and his cultivation is already a one-star Xuan Ling. With Senior Brother Fang Yi here, someone can finally suppress this ink pupil.

All the disciples of the Broken Xuan Pavilion were overjoyed, and they all looked at Fang Yi who was coming.