"You...... What the hell are you?"

Before the young man in blue brocade could ask what he could say, a huge coercion descended on the young man in blue brocade, and he directly pressed the young man in blue brocade to his knees, his face full of horror.

"You don't need to know who I am! Because, you're going to die soon! The crisp children's voice sounded in the ears of the young man in blue brocade, as cold and strange as the nine hells that came from it.

Since they are all provoked, let's kill them, this kind of villain, staying in the world will only harm people, what should come will come after all, and there will be no change because of the release of the young man in brocade.

She didn't think that the Zhou family, who had a dominant position in the town, would stop there. As for why she temporarily withdrew the ice from the blue brocade-clothed youth, she also wanted to know some questions.

"No...... Don't kill me..."The still handsome face of the young man in blue brocade was full of fear, his whole body trembled, and his lips trembled and begged for mercy, "You can't kill me, I'm the young master of the Zhou family...... My brother won't let you go! ”

"Your brother?" Gong Moyi's cold little face looked at the young man in blue brocade who was trembling with some doubts, but he thought in his heart: It must be the immortal master that the Zhou family relies on!

Seeing Gong Moyi's puzzled expression, the young man in blue brocade thought that Gong Moyi was afraid, so his face eased slightly, and he raised his voice and said, his tone was very rampant: "My brother is a disciple of Xuanjinmen, if you dare to kill me, my brother Zhou Long will not let you go, and Xuanjinmen will not let you go!"

The young man in blue brocade thought that he was safe, and he didn't have to be afraid of Gong Mo Yi anymore, you know, he used to use this trick often to intimidate those who were bullied by him and wanted to resist, it was simply tried! There was not a single time when he did not make those people tremble and look frightened, and he also enjoyed this feeling, the pleasure of being feared.

"Xuanjin Gate? Zhou Long? Gong Mo Yi murmured softly, rummaged through his memory, and soon found an introduction to Xuanjin Gate.

It turned out that Xuanjin Gate was only a small sect in the Cangyu Continent, and Xuanjin Gate had tens of thousands of Qi cultivation level monks, more than 100 foundation building period monks, and three Yudan stage monks.

As for Zhou Long, she was not impressed at all.

"I see..."Gong Moyi's round little face showed a sudden color, and the young man in blue brocade saw Gong Moyi's sudden expression, thinking that Gong Moyi understood that his backstage was very hard, and he didn't dare to move him, so he was a little proud, and he was able to move out of his brother's name at such a time of crisis, and felt that he was very clever, and when he was about to ridicule Gong Moyi, suddenly a little blue light quickly enlarged in front of his eyes, and in an instant, the sarcastic smile on his face was frozen on his face.

There was a muffled sound, and the blue brocade young man who had turned into an ice sculpture again fell to the ground and became an ice slag, the ice slag was red flesh and blue brocade cloth, whether it was red or white, it was frozen into ice and scattered on the ground.

Everyone watching around was gasping for air,

I didn't expect Gong Moyi, who seemed to be so young, to dare to kill in public.

For a while, whether it was the strangers watching or the father at the end of the palace, Wang Yi, Mu Yan, Li Laoqi, Wang Xi and others were a little incredulous.

Mu Yan, Wang Yi, Li Yun, and Lin Yun, who was rescued by Gong Moyi just now, saw the pile of red and white frozen ice slag on the ground, thinking that the blue brocade-clothed young man who was still here just now was a pile of ice slag, where was there still a little bit of life, and his heart was complicated, a little happy, so happy that the scum like the young man in blue brocade died, and he was also a little disgusted, disgusted, they had never seen this kind of murderous scene, but more of a fear of Gong Moyi.

At the end of the palace, Qingyun didn't expect his daughter to be so decisive, thinking of the usual cute Xiaoyi, but she could no longer overlap with the little girl in front of her. Although he had killed many wild beasts, he had never killed anyone, and for a while, there was a little estrangement in his heart.

Gong Mo Yi walked in front of the ice sculptures that the two black-armored guards had turned into, and with a light touch, the two black-armored guards also turned into ice slag on the ground, whether it was bones, flesh and blood, internal organs, or white brains, all of them were frozen into pieces, like amber, shining in the sun.

At this time, it was noon and the sun was shining. It's just that it's a little weird under the sun.

Just as he was about to call his father and the others to leave again, suddenly, a loud shout came from one direction: "You...... How dare you kill my second brother! ”

Gong Mo Yi's divine sense followed the sound source, and there was an angry figure standing a hundred meters away from Gong Mo Yi and the others, this was a man, the man was tall and straight, between his eyebrows and the young man in blue brocade who had just died, his face was resolute, judging from the momentum emanating from his body, he was a sixth-order monk who practiced qi. I think this is Zhou Long, the elder brother of the young man in blue brocade.

A cold murderous aura enveloped the small Gong Moyi.

"Huh" is just a breath time, the man arrived in front of Gong Mo Yi, without saying a word, a golden short sword suddenly appeared in his hand, spiritual power urged, with a whistling sound towards Gong Mo Yi's heart stabbed, Gong Mo Yi was startled, I didn't expect the other party to launch an attack without saying a word, the sword did not arrive, a powerful momentum rushed to the face, as if up and down left and right are a golden sword shadow assassination, people have no way to hide, no way to retreat.

At the end of the palace, Qingyun saw that his daughter was assassinated, so he was in a hurry, and yelled: "Xiaoyi, be careful!"

Although he had some insight into his daughter's behavior just now, after all, it was her daughter, the biological flesh and blood of him and his favorite woman Han Youya, how could he not be nervous and distressed?

There was not much change in expression on the round little face of the end of the palace, and there was a slight slide under his feet, and he made a "swish" sound, only to see a faint afterimage, where was there still half of the shadow of the end of the palace.

The tall Zhou Long was shocked in his heart, he originally thought that a young monk like Gong Moyi should not have much cultivation, why would he dodge his own blow so easily, he really couldn't understand.