Mo Bao dragged the colorful tail flame from high in the air, drew a graceful arc, and escaped into Mo Qingfeng's eyebrows.

Then, Mo Zu's words sounded clearly in Mo Qingfeng's mind.

With Mo Zu's instructions, Mo Qingfeng would not go his own way. As a child of a family, you must be respectful to your elders, especially ancestors.

"Miao Lao, although I don't know what you said to the ancestor. But I will unswervingly implement the words of the ancestors. This war, from this moment on, our Mo family withdrew. ”

Mo Qingfeng's words made Huang Fuming's face turn pale in an instant. The confidence that he can come here is that he has the support of the Mo family. The purple-shirted king was able to form an alliance with himself, and it was also for the face of the Mo family.

Mo Qingfeng's words just now meant that his hole cards were lost in an instant. Even if there is an army of 10,000 strong men behind him, how can they be the opponent of Miao Lao Thief?

"Qingfeng, you can't be fooled by the old thief! Seeing that we are about to win, you can't go a hundred miles and half ninety! Huang Fuming shouted loudly as he ran towards Mo Qingfeng.

"Huang Fuming, didn't you hear my words clearly? This is the will of the ancestors, not my personal will. No matter how other families treat the will of the ancestors, in our Mo family, the words of the ancestors are our supreme will, and anyone who disobeys the wishes of the ancestors will be punished according to the crime of the clan. ”

Mo Qingfeng didn't give Huangfu a good face this time. According to Huang Fuming's intelligence, he should know the gains and losses, but he wants to embarrass himself at this juncture.

How could the Ancestor's decision be made so easily? The words that the ancestor had said in his mind before had already made the meaning very clear. You can only respect Miao Lao, not disobey.

"Aomine, if you leave, what will we do? What about our alliance with the Purple Shirt King? "Huang Fuming, who is in a hurry, has dominated his reason with emotion.

"What to do? Very simple. Cancel the alliance and obediently return to the imperial court. I think as long as you do this, Miao Lao will not be embarrassed for you. ”

Listening to Mo Qingfeng's words, Huang Fuming gritted his teeth and turned his anger to Miao Junfeng.

"Wonderful old thief! You are so despicable, you can't beat us with a knife or a gun, so you resort to such a despicable trick that will not see the light of day. Is the ancestor of the Mo family something you can see if you want to?

Your witchcraft can't hide from me, you are the same as that Miao Junfeng, you are a person who confuses the public and demagogues! Today, I want to lift the veil of your hypocrisy in front of everyone! ”

"Hey! Huang Fuming, you're over, come with me! Mo Qingfeng didn't want him to be embarrassed, for the sake of Huang Fuzhu's face, he gave Huang Fuming the final persuasion.

"Aomine, don't be afraid of him! If he dares to make a move, I believe that Mo Zu will appear and will kill the Miao old thief here! ”

Mo Qingfeng shook his head, said no more, turned around and walked towards the back.

"Miao old thief, you are satisfied! You're proud! If you can persuade a genius to quit, you really have the ability! But in my eyes, in my heart, you are a vile and filthy old horseman!

People like you must have no mother's pain and no father's love when they are young. Otherwise, your personality will not be twisted to the point of outrageousness! ”

Huang Fuming's voice just fell, whether it was the Miao family army or the purple shirt king's army, even if it was Mo Qingfeng who was returning in steps. At the same time, they felt a powerful and terrifying killing intent.

This killing intent made people unable to think, unable to move, and even the soul lost its vitality, as if as long as he exerted a slight force, the soul would disappear.

With a "whew", an old palm fell from the sky.

A resounding slap of "pop" echoed in the heavens and the earth. Huang Fuming flipped 360 degrees in the air and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

His cheeks were high and swollen, his upper and lower rows of teeth were all lost, and the red blood couldn't stop flowing down the corners of his mouth.

Miao Junfeng didn't take him to heart. But his words evoked the most painful and resentful memories in Miao Junfeng's heart.

Mother's love is a luxury for Miao Junfeng, and father's love is so vague for him. He didn't know how he could grow up step by step in such a difficult time.

The "booming" thunder shook the sky, and the purple lightning was like an electric dragon, leaping and churning in the clouds.

"The emperor is virtuous and can't teach his children, so let the old man work for him. The concubine will not teach her children, and let the old decay work for her. Now this war will be solved with the godson! ”

The wonderful handsome wind stands in the air, like the emperor who has descended into the world. His word is the decree, and his word is the law between heaven and earth.

Under his command, one electric dragon after another swooped down from above the nine heavens, carrying the power of heaven and earth to punish the armorers.

A wind tiger roared from all directions, and anyone who stood in its way would be torn to pieces in the blink of an eye.

Purple flying phoenixes escaped from the clouds, purifying the evil of the world.

Finally, the earth shook, and a stone-colored Xuanwu stepped out of the ground, swallowing the cleansed and destroyed filth.

In just five minutes, hundreds of thousands of troops were wiped out, and except for a very small number of strong people who survived, no one survived.

Huang Fuming, who was rescued by several strong men, had dull eyes at this time, and the six gods had no master. The shock I felt at this scene in front of me cannot be described in words, and I am afraid that from now on, this scene will become my eternal nightmare.

As for the Purple Shirt King and Zi Lingfeng, they couldn't accept everything in front of them. They prefer to believe that it is a dream, a nightmare that shocks the mind.

Mo Qingfeng looked at all this in front of him, sighed deeply, and then, without saying a word, he walked farther and farther with his own steps, until he could no longer be seen.

After the shock, Miao Jiajun immediately shouted excited cheers under the leadership of Erzhu.

"The Miaojia Army is mighty! Wonderful! As soon as the Miaojia army comes out, who will compete! ”

"Aren't you going to get out yet? Do you want to let the old decay give you another ride? Miao Junfeng's words did not carry a trace of emotion, and his eyes no longer contained a little smell of fireworks in the world.

"Miao Lao, this king is defeated! Defeated heart, thank you for not killing. This king, no! I will take Ling Feng and the rest of the people back to the mountains and forests, and never ask about the world. ”

The king of purple shirts put down the figure of the prince, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed to Miao Junfeng three times.

Luo Jiao, who was in the army, wanted to go forward and capture them in one fell swoop and escort them back to the imperial capital for trial. But under the pressure of Miao Junfeng, she didn't dare to make the slightest transgression.

"You've all seen it! This is the strength of Miao Lao. If we in the Western People's Kingdom were involved, then today, among these many heroic souls, there would be good men from our country.

When you return, you should cooperate with me in making a proposal to the Leader. We must worship Miao Lao as a god, and never make any actions that disgust him.

Maybe that's God's punishment! Oh! My God! Thank you for your kindness in allowing me to see you here with your anger. ”