Chen Moxu's expression froze, Xijiu was just a small country on the Tianyuan Continent, and countless ancient sects were powerful, among them, a strong person could wipe out the entire Yingyang Imperial Capital in one fell swoop.

Beggars, this is true.

However, he was still very unconvinced.

Chen Moxu's big hands slowly tightened, the muscles on his face trembled slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "What you said is good, but it's just on paper." A lowly beggar like you, this palace can kill you with a snap of your fingers, how can you protect her? ”

"Kill me in a snap of a finger?" Xuanyuan Yu blinked and let out a burst of laughter.

"Poof—"

Ling Luo couldn't hold back in the end, and laughed along.

A ninth-order martial artist killed a great martial artist above the seventh order in a snap of his fingers? Don't be so absurd!

Although the scum currently has to hide his strength for some special reasons, it is impossible for him to be easily destroyed by a ninth-order martial artist, right?

The uncontrollable laughter of these two people fell into Chen Moxu's eyes, and it became a dazzling ridicule!

He clearly didn't feel a trace of cultivator's vitality from the beggar's body.

An ordinary person dares to argue with him, the first person with talent in the Xijiu Kingdom?

"Are you too long?" Chen Mo's eyes were cold, and a green Mu Yuan slowly gathered on the palm of his hand, "This palace can give you a ride." ”

Ling Luo was shocked, he didn't expect His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to take matters into his own hands in a fit of rage.

The green wood vitality was mixed with a trace of black demonic energy, with a wild and domineering aura.

Ling Luo took a few steps back, this kind of terrible opponent was not something she could deal with, so it was better to leave it to that strong and perverted scum.

Chen Moxu's hands were sealed, and hundreds of demonic qi wood yuan smashed towards Xuanyuan Yu's body.

Who knew that Xuanyuan Yu's body was extremely sensitive, dodging left and right, with an extremely confident smile on his face.

Outside the light green spherical vitality, there was a terrifying black demonic qi wrapped in it, and it smashed on the bluestone slab, leaving a cone-shaped deep pit.

"Bastard!" Chen Moxu scolded secretly, he underestimated his opponent.

In an instant, he already had a blackened bow and crossbow in his hand, and the Mu Yuan in his other hand condensed three pitch-black wooden arrow feathers out of thin air.

"Arrow of Black!"

Someone in the audience exclaimed.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's fame stunt!"

It is rumored that at the prince's sixteen-year-old coming-of-age ceremony, he once used this arrow feather to shoot three sixth-order martial artists on the spot.

"That servant is going to be finished."

"Tsk, the beggar is dead."

There was schadenfreude in everyone's eyes, especially Ling Yue and Chen Moxuan, who could even be said to be happy.

The two of them shouted in unison: Kill Xuanyuan Yu, kill that stinky beggar!

At the moment when Chen Moxu pulled out the pitch-black bow and arrow, a blood mark faintly appeared in the center of his eyebrows, and black demonic qi overflowed.

The black demonic energy echoed with the dark bow and crossbow, and for a while, the wind was blowing, and the sky was full of dark clouds and sand and stones.

Everyone's clothes and hair were blown up, and they couldn't help but stretch out their arms in front of their heads.

The sky was getting darker and darker, and the clouds crashed into each other, making a dull rumbling sound.

The bow and crossbow were full of strength, and the three pitch-black arrow feathers reached the three vital points on Xuanyuan Yu's body.

When Ling Luo saw this formation, he couldn't help but be shocked, Xuanyuan Yu, who couldn't use Jin Yuan, could he bear it?