Mo Fan's mission was repeatedly robbed by the young man in white, and his revenge plan was quietly implemented.

The pit has been dug and is waiting for him to jump in.

The white-clothed young man sneered as he held the task card in his hand and said, "Boy, do you know who I am?" I am Zhang Yang, a disciple of the Inner Gate Extreme Battle Peak, stay away from Xiao Yumo's junior sister in the future, otherwise don't blame me for being unkind to you." ”

"What about the inner disciples? Intimidate me? You're looking for the wrong person. ”

Mo Fan looked at him like a fool and went to reveal the task card again.

With a "whoosh", Zhang Yang snatched again: "With me here today, don't even think about taking on a task." ”

"Oh, yes, then I'm going to congratulate Senior Brother Zhang, hunting the 6,000-year-old Red Blood Jiao is a big task. Admire! Admire! Senior brother, I just want to see it. ”

Mo Fan looked at Zhang Yang playfully, and it was cool in his heart.

"What are you talking about? How dare you scare me. ”

After Zhang Yang saw the task in his hand clearly, his face turned green.

The six-thousand-year-old Red Blood Jiao has the strength to cross the six heavens of the Xuan Realm. How can he be killed by a Mixed Mystery Realm Sevenfold Heaven?

The sect has a rule that anyone who receives a task must be completed, and if it is not completed, the points will be deducted twice and severe punishment will be punished.

Zhang Yang hated the root of his teeth, and pulled a bitter gourd face to beg the elder to retreat from the task.

Mo Fan smiled slyly and continued to pick two tasks that suited him.

As soon as he stepped out of the mission hall, a young man in ragged clothes limped over with a wooden stick.

"Isn't this Senior Brother Ji Yu, how can he be so embarrassed?"

"Don't you know? The Black Dragon Pond Secret Realm, which is only opened once in a hundred years, appeared in the Dark Dragon Mountain Range. Senior Brother Ji Yu was the first person to go in to explore the treasure, and at this moment, eighty percent of them came to hand in the task. ”

"Oh, so that's the case, according to legend, there is a mysterious inheritance in the secret realm of Black Dragon Pond, and there are countless opportunities, and it is said that the sect masters and elders of the four major sects are involved in it. ”

"Alas, scumbags like us, if we go, we can only be cannon fodder, so let's brush up a small task in peace. ”

The speaker was unintentional, the listener was intentional, Mo Fan's eyes lit up, passed through the bustling crowd, and left silently.

Out of the mission hall, he came to the fierce beast forest ten miles away from the sect.

The two missions chosen this time are the backbone of a 3,000-year-old iron-backed wolf, and the other is the tiger skin of a 2,500-year-old Howling Moon Tiger.

At noon the next day, with a miserable scream, a half-human-high Howling Moon Tiger was successfully killed by Mo Fan.

At this point, both tasks have been completed.

He took out the Shura Blade, and was about to peel it when four figures rushed out.

"Yo, my brothers have made a fortune, and this Xiaoyue Tiger has 2,700 years to say. Moreover, the tiger skin is intact, there is not even a hole, and it will definitely be sold for a good price. ”

"It's really pie in the sky, no wonder my left eyelid jumps as soon as I go out today, it turns out that there is such a good thing waiting for me. ”

"Let's talk about it first, this Xiaoyue Tiger sold our brother four two and one to add five equal shares, no one wants to be farted in the nest and swallowed alone. ”

"Hehe! Monopolizing is harmful to your health, the brothers don't have the courage yet, everything is arranged by Senior Brother Gu Qiang. ”

The four of them completely regarded Mo Fan as air, and they began to think about dividing the spoils before they could sell them.

Mo Fan slammed the Shura blade in his hand: "I killed this Howling Moon Tiger, what you think is quite beautiful, is this to be robbed?"

"What about robbing you? Whoever has a hard fist has the final say. ”

"That's it, robbing you is worthy of you, and leaving the body of Xiaoyue Tiger and the bag on your body with acquaintance, otherwise Brother Hugh is not welcome. ”

"Yes, it's you who robbed it, do you know who this is? He is Gu Qiang, the only son of Gu Wude, the elder of the Inner Gate of Extreme Yang Peak. You are a garbage from the outer door, I advise you to be obedient and obedient, so as not to suffer from flesh and skin. ”

The three of them are obviously Gu Qiang's doglegs, relying on his identity and background to sneer at Mo Fan!

And Gu Qiang didn't look at Mo Fan from beginning to end, and he didn't treat him as a dish at all.

"Hehe, that's kind of interesting. Mo Fan put away the Shura Blade, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a curvature, "I didn't want to do it, but now I have changed my mind." Come and be rude, leave the four of you in the bag, and then get out of me. Otherwise...... Hehe......"

Mo Fan's sneer made the four of them tingle, and they felt as if they were being targeted by a demon.

"Who do you think you are? ”

Gu Qiang gave an order, and the four of them pounced like mad dogs.

Only Gu Qiang's strength in this team of them had reached the Four Heavens of the Chaos Realm, but it was not enough to see in front of Mo Fan.

Xingchen Ba's body technique has been cultivated to the third layer, and his body refining realm has already broken through to the Seven Heavens of Chenggang Realm, not to mention that he has secretly learned the Eighteen Arhat Fist, and he is even more invincible with the Phantom Step.

Mo Fan was like a god of war possessed, and in a few rounds, the four of them cried and called their mothers.

One of them shouted: "We are the outer disciples of Zong Bafeng, you dare to beat me......"

With a "snap", Mo Fan slapped his nose and mouth with a mouth.

"My master is Elder Cheng Biao. He won't spare you......"

"Smack!" Mo Fan gave him another slap with his backhand.

This time I was completely scared, and I covered my pig-like face and wailed.

"My father is an elder of the inner gate, if you dare to touch me, he will not let him go......"

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Before Gu Qiang finished speaking, Mo Fan directly rewarded him with three feet.

"Quack, quack, ......", I don't know how many ribs were broken.

The remaining two immediately shut up, this guy is obviously an outlaw, and he is not even afraid of the elders of the inner gate, and if he continues to argue with him, he will only be beaten even more miserably.

"Hmph, don't eat the toast, eat the penalty wine. ”

"Tear up, tear ......" Mo Fan turned the four of them into white chickens with his hands, and didn't even leave them a single pants.

"Don't get out of here!"

The four of them fled in embarrassment bare-chested, and it is estimated that they will leave a psychological shadow for a lifetime.

Mo Fan put away the storage bag and set their clothes on fire with a fire.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred.

"Whoosh!whoosh!whoosh......" More than a dozen flying needles as thin as cow's hair pierced Mo Fan's body.

The needle is quenched with poison, and the venom spreads very quickly. After a while, he collapsed to the ground like a puddle of mud.

Just when Mo Fan was almost desperate, the seal of the dantian shook sharply.

Streams of black and white rune threads devoured all the poisonous power, and then transformed into a trace of mystical power and poured into the dantian.

In a few breaths, all the virulence was swept away.

Although the poison was resolved, Mo Fan did not stand up, he still remained poisoned, and he wanted to lead out the mastermind behind the scenes.

"Boom!boom...... Little doll, how is it? The Thousand Feather Poison Needle tastes good, right?"

As soon as the words fell, a small old man with a rickety figure walked out of the shadows, paced small steps, and walked in front of Mo Fan unscrupulously.

This person has the strength to return to the Nine Heavens of the Xuan Realm, and his poisonous skills are unpredictable.

"As long as you're dead, this Moon Whistling Tiger and the four bags you just got will be mine. Don't blame the old man for being ruthless, blame only your life for being bad, ......."

The little rickety old man showed a fierce light, with an evil smile on the corner of his mouth, and opened his fingers like chicken claws, grabbing directly at Mo Fan's Heavenly Spirit Gai.

As long as you hit it, you will catch five bloody holes.