"Okay!"

The two words came out of Shao Keer's mouth, her face flushed and delicate.

"The girl will not be disappointed when she walks with me. ”

It didn't seem to have expected such a smooth process, and the complicated expressions of surprise, surprise, joy, and silver evil flashed in his eyes.

But then, his face showed a gentle smile, which was full of anger, but now, he made a handsome boy, which was extremely weird.

"I know that there is a treasure land ahead, and there are many elixirs, and you and I can get them together. ”

It was natural to take Shao Keer's little hand, and the depths of his eyes showed greed, sweeping over Shao Keer's petite body.

"Did you ask me?!"

Mo Jun's body was in the middle, the corners of his mouth were raised, and his eyes were soft as crescents.

"What are you to dare to stand in my way!"

"Get out!"

Treating Mo Jun as a dog blocking the way, he was not polite to Mo Jun at all, raised his hand, swung out the big sword, and put it on Mo Jun's neck.

"If you don't want to die, just get out of here for me immediately, if you don't have any strength, you can't take care of yourself, what else can you do to manage others?!!"

The man laughed, just one move, Mojun had already been taken down, Mojun, it was really easy to bully.

There were no words, Mo Jun's eyes were still crescent-shaped, his white clothes were fluttering, and his black hair was fluttering, this was what a humble son should look like.

"Why haven't I seen this guy pretend so much before?!"

Shao Ke'er pursed her lips, but her eyes were still full of other looks, and she said in a low voice: "I don't know which two girls they are, are they confused by his appearance?!"

Mo Jun's performance not only made Shao Ke'er feel strange, but also made the male cultivator grit his teeth, and secretly said in his heart:

"Sure enough, it's a little white face who can only show off. ”

"Nothing else, just relying on a pair of stinky skins!"

"Later, let me scratch your face, abolish your cultivation, and see how you still fiddle?!"

The male cultivator's face turned gloomy, and he said, "The opportunity is given to you, but you don't grasp it, and you actually make disgusting teases to me." ”

"It's really looking for death!"

"Slash!"

The big sword is estimated to be a few hundred catties, and it is a magic weapon, and the male cultivator can smash it even if it is a mountain.

But, the sword slashed Mojun, actually, it was broken!

"This ...... How is that possible?!"

The palm of his hand was cracked, blood flowed, the male cultivator's body staggered, his qi and blood were a little unstable, he snorted, and blood almost overflowed from his mouth.

"Just the force of the shock can hurt me!"

All the contempt has turned into horror, this time it is no longer a matter of kicking the iron plate, but for the iron mountain!

"You...... Is it a Dao Cutter?!"

The man staggered to the side, his body seemed to be a little paralyzed, and Shao Ke'er's eyes showed disdain, making the male cultivator's face full of shame.

But now where can he take care of anything else, his life is not guaranteed, what's the use of asking for face?!

"Heh, I'm not. ”

Mo Jun chuckled, and was very disdainful of those old shameless people, obviously he no longer had the conditions, but he still had to forcibly cut off his cultivation and compete with young people for opportunities.

"Not ......"

The man seemed to grasp the life-saving straw, laughed, and said, "If you are not a slasher, then it is good!"

His body regained his momentum and sneered, "I thought you were those old monsters, but it's not bad." ”

"As long as you're not a Dao Slayer, I can take you!!"

"I'll take you!"

The male cultivator roared, and took out a magic weapon from the space ring, knife wounds, sword slashes, axe splits, halberd breaks, everything, dozens of weapons in his hands poured towards Mo Jun like a tide, and the water of the waves was endless.

"Do you know who I am?"

Seeing that his magic weapon suppressed Mo Jun, the male cultivator was extremely excited: "Do you know who I am?!"

"My family is the Zheng family of Cangyan County,"

"A family of monks for five hundred years!"

"I'm the eldest son of the current head of the Zheng family, Zheng Sen!"

"My background, how can I be an opponent of a wild sect cultivator like you!!"

"Zheng Sen?!"

Mo Jun seemed to think of something, his eyes showed a smile, and he said, "Then I don't know what the relationship between Zheng Mu and you is?!"

"Zheng Mu is my brother of the same clan, and his strength is not below me......"

"What did you ask him for?!"

Zheng Sen's eyes showed a fierce light, as if he had thought of something, and a roar resounded through the sky: "You killed him?!"

In Mojun's hands, there is no hurry, the magic weapon of pure silver and real gold, in Mojun's relaxed freehand, is shattered into scrap copper and rotten iron.

"Sure enough, it's a family, you're so good, not under that bastard. ”

"But I don't know, your death is as good-looking as his?"

"Humph!"

Although he was very angry, there was no more sadness, and his voice said coldly: "You said this, it is nothing more than trying to disturb my mind, so that you can find an opportunity to fight back!"

"Don't worry, you will only provoke my anger, but you will not make my whole person "lose my mind!"

Zheng Sen's voice was cold, he raised his hand and waved out the magic weapon, although he was broken a lot by Mo Jun, but he didn't see how distressed he was, and there were still many spiritual treasures in his hands.

"The gap between you and me is the heritage of the family!"

"What you are saying now, but in order to provoke me, make me sad, and make me fight with you!"

The long knife in his hand slashed at the top of Mojun's head with a bright light,

"You're scared! My victory is not far away!"

"Really?!"

Mo Jun smiled, his thumb and index finger gently clamped the tip of his knife, no matter how he urged, it was difficult to move a single bit.

"Your hypothesis, it's time to be cured!"

With a "snap", the long knife shattered inch by inch, like a big sword before, breaking through his Zheng Sen's protective aura and stabbing into his body.

"You ......"

After rolling on the ground three or four times, Zheng Sen barely stabilized himself, raised his head, gritted his teeth and shouted, "What are you?!"

"It's just a wild cultivator, how can it be compared to me, how can it?!"

"Give me death!"

Zheng Mu sacrificed all the magic weapons, and there were hundreds of magic weapons, flying in the air, like water and clouds, and gathered into a ten-zhang magic weapon spirit dragon!

"Aang!"

The spirit dragon moved his body in the air, shining brightly, and the eyes of others who were stabbed were painful.

This is no longer a comparison of low real cultivation, Zheng Sen clearly wants to suppress people with power, and use his family's heritage to smash Mojun, a "wild boy"!

"If you want to blame, blame your own origin, how small and humble you are!"

"So,"

Cruelty appeared in Zheng Sen's eyes, and he said angrily:

"Die!"

"Mo-kun!"

Shao Ke'er, who was watching from a distance, exclaimed quietly, although she had absolute confidence in Mojun, she couldn't help but worry about him.

"Overwhelm people with power?!"

"Suppressing people with money?!"

Mo Jun smiled, smiled so happily, opened his space ring, and a diamond bracelet appeared, and the black and white air flow was entangled.

"Yin and Yang, Erqi Mountain!"

"Give me a crackdown!"