Being watched by everyone, a wry smile also appeared on Peterslade's old face, to be honest, after seeing Mobuck's helpless end, he naturally didn't want to be this bird, but in any case, the Harruman family is the backstage of the ghost gate, this is a well-known thing, if this mysterious black-robed man who doesn't know the details just wants to teach Mobuck a lesson, then Peterslade will not come forward to stop him, but looking at his current appearance, he obviously intends to kill him, and at this point, Peterslade couldn't sit still, after all, if Demobuck was killed in front of him, and he would return to the Harruman family in the future, he would probably have to be reprimanded.

Peterslade's cheers did make the black-robed man's movements stagnate, the black-robed man turned his head and glanced at Peterslade on the high platform, above his left hand, the faint white flames kept jumping.

After staring at Peterslade for a long time, the black-robed man turned his head again, and under the black robe, a pair of cold eyes locked on the pale Mobuck, and said coldly: "Hand over Qing'er!" ”

"My lord, I don't know what you're talking about." His face ached a little from that cold gaze, and Mobuck's lips trembled.

In the black robe, the figure shook his head with a sigh obviously, his palm was erected violently, and the white flames swirled around it, and then suddenly slashed down, just from Mobuck's right arm, Qi Gen.

Palmed, hand broken!

The black-robed man's palm was like a sharp blade, and without the slightest hindrance, it slashed through the base of Mobuck's arm, and suddenly, an arm fell off Mobuck's shoulder. In the end, it was quite eye-catching and fell on the bright red carpet on the side.

At the base of the arm, no blood flowed out. A scorched black mark, obviously. At the moment when the black-robed man's palm slashed, the blazing temperature contained on it had completely scorched those blood vessels.

The sudden pain of the severed arm made Demobuck's face suddenly twist together, and it looked extremely hideous and terrifying, and the terrible scream containing the pain that could not be concealed came out of his mouth high-pitched and loud, allowing everyone in the hall. A chill ran through my heart.

"So ruthless" eyes trembled and swept to the severed arm on the ground, everyone swallowed a mouthful of saliva, their faces were slightly pale, this is just a blink of an eye, this strong man in the eastern provinces of the Alpha Empire turned out to be a cripple, this kind of gap, so that everyone is really a dream.

With his palm on the severed arm, Mobuck's body trembled. In the lowered pupils, a flash of crazy resentment flashed, and he roared in a low voice: "People from the ghost gate, kill this bastard for me!" ”

Hear Mobuck's low growl. The ghost disciples around all glanced at each other, although they were quite frightened in their hearts. However, under the influence of Mobuck before, they had to grit their teeth. With a fierce roar on his face, he rushed towards Xiaobao.

Ignoring the ghost disciples who rushed over, the black-robed man still just looked at Mobuck indifferently. And those ghost disciples who rushed to the five meters around him, after taking another step, a layer of white ice spread out strangely from the soles of his feet, and finally wrapped the whole person into a popsicle that shimmered with pale light.

In less than half a minute, there were more than a dozen lifelike ice sculptures in the hall, and suddenly, the atmosphere in the hall became much quieter again, and a cold coldness lingered in the hall, so that everyone didn't even dare to come out.

Looking at the dozen or so ghost disciples who were frozen into ice sculptures without warning, on the high platform, Elena and Peterslade both took a breath of cold air, and the strange attack method and ruthless methods of the black-robed man made them really a little shocked.

After a round of killing, leaving behind nearly a dozen ice sculptures, the disciples of the ghost sect hurriedly retreated in panic, no matter how much Mobuck roared, he was also nervous and did not dare to enter Xiaobao's attack range again.

"Deliver? Or don't pay? Ignoring Mobuck's madman-like roar, the black-robed man's voice was still so young and gentle, and that indifferent gesture was like the previous killing, not his doing.

"Who the hell are you?" Gasping violently, Mobuck raised his hideous face and asked the hoarse man with his eyes fixed on the black robe.

"You're wearing down my little patience!" Mobuck's rebellious temperament did not make the black-robed man feel any admiration, and in his low voice, there was a sense of impatience and coldness that his patience was about to be exhausted.

The palm of the hand slowly erected again, in the shape of a hand knife, slightly tilted, and the white flames rushed up.

"If you kill me, that little girl will definitely be buried immediately!" Looking at the slowly raised palm with his pupils constricted, Mobuck's face twitched rapidly, and after a moment, he finally couldn't help but hiss.

"It turns out that Qing'er is still alive!" Hearing Mobuck's shout, the black-robed man breathed a sigh of relief and muttered in a low voice in his heart.

"Let the people who can speak to your ghost gate come out and hand over the little girl you captured, otherwise, today, the ghost gate will be washed in blood!" The black-robed man turned his head and whispered to the group of ghost disciples.

Although the tone of the black-robed man was quite flat, but after seeing his ruthless ghost disciples, he no longer dared to doubt the truth of his words, and at that moment, one person rushed backwards, and then disappeared into the hall.

"It's useless, no one dares to disobey my orders in this ghost gate!" Mobuck gasped and twisted his neck, trying to break free from the palm that was clutching his neck, but to no avail.

"If you say one more word, I'll burn your tongue." The slender palm of his hand hovered back and forth in front of Mobuck's eyes, and the white flames covered on it reflected a cold light in Mobuck's pupils, making him swallow the words that came to his mouth alive.

Soon after the ghost disciple disappeared.

A large group of people poured into the hall from outside with panicked faces, and when they saw the embarrassed Mobuck, their faces were all dull, who would have thought that the Great Elder, who usually had a strong posture, would become like this.

"This lord, in the Lower Ghost Sect Master Moge, I don't know where the Great Elder offended you?" A middle-aged man dressed in a fancy costume took two steps forward and said in a rather polite voice.

"In ten minutes, I want to see the little girl named Qing'er captured by your ghost gate, otherwise, there will be no need for the ghost gate to continue to exist." Under the black robe, the cold voice and the terrifying momentum that suddenly surged out made everyone in the hall full of horror.

The black-robed man should stand in place, and under the pressure of the majestic momentum, the ground under his feet actually spread out countless tiny cracks in the click.

"Wenyuan Pavilion Pavilion University Scholar is strong." Looking at the cracks that spread out, Elena and Peterslade, who had experienced the intensity of this momentum more than once, changed their faces sharply and lost their voices.

The voices of the two of them, like angry thunder, slammed into the heads of everyone in the hall, and at this moment, including the resentful Mobuck, he couldn't help but be stunned, he never thought that this mysterious black-robed man would actually be a Wenyuan Pavilion Hall University scholar!

His earthy face trembled under that terrifying momentum, and the head of the ghost sect named Mogg twitched a few times at the corner of his mouth: "Little girl? Could it be the one the Great Elder brought back? Oh my God, who the hell is this old thing messing with? Unexpectedly, the strong scholars of the Dewen Yuan Pavilion Palace Pavilion came to the door.

"My lord, please wait a moment, I will release people now, under the oppression of a Wenyuan Pavilion University scholar, Mo Ge is also extremely simple, he knows that he and the others are not qualified to talk about the conditions at all, so he hurriedly nodded at the moment.

"Mogg, stop me! Who allowed you to release people. Mobuck suddenly raised his head and shouted angrily.

"Great Elder, why did you put our ghost sect in such a danger for a little girl?" Stopped by Mobuck, Mog frowned, and said with a little anger, looking at his appearance, he didn't seem to know that Qing'er had the blue snake three-flower pupil.

"You know a fart, that little girl, absolutely not..." Mobuck's face was hideous, but before his shouting fell, the black-robed man suddenly turned around, and the toes containing terrifying energy, mixed with a sharp sound of breaking wind, kicked his lower abdomen, and suddenly, the words that came to his mouth were forcibly swallowed, his left hand covered his lower belly, a mouthful of blood spurted out wildly, and his legs knelt on the face, constantly rubbing backwards, until he hit the thick pillar, and then dissolved this terrifying energy.

The black-robed man seemed to have endured the noisy Mobuck like a fly to the limit, and after kicking hard, his toes tapped the ground, and his body once again rushed towards the pale Mobuck like a ghost, and above his fist, the white flames quickly condensed, obviously, this time he really planned to kill him.

"Your Excellency, please also look at the thin face of my Harruman family, and let Mobuck go!" Feeling the awe-inspiring killing intent of the black-robed man, Peterslade's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly shouted.

The black-robed man had not heard Peterslade's shouting.

Seeing the black-robed man without the slightest pause, Peterslade's old face was slightly ugly, and after a moment of silence, he gritted his teeth violently, his body flashed down, and then rushed towards the black-robed man.

"Get out of here!"

Sensing the rushing Peterslade, under the black robe, a cold cry came out, and his body spun strangely in mid-air, and then like a ghostly shadow, he slammed into Peterslade.

When the two staggered, the palm of the black-robed man was unceremoniously imprinted on the other's chest, and suddenly, Peterslade's face turned pale, and his body shot back like a kite that had gone off the string.

In that staggered room, a strong wind lifted the black-robed man's cloak slightly, and a delicate face that revealed half of his face was just a little vaguely caught in Peterslade's eyes, and suddenly, his body suddenly stiffened, and his face was full of shock... (To be continued......)