Chapter Fifty-Seven: Meeting the Enemies of the Past Life
That person, Xuan Ling Venerable Gold Cultivation Exists!
He is Mo Xiaohan, a little Xuanling Master Yinpin! Defeating him is a big joke!
As soon as the three elders said this, there was a lot of discussion below!
There are those who feel sorry for Mo Xiaohan, there are those who are unfair to the three elders, and there are those who just comment indiscriminately on the field with an attitude of watching the show!
Some people even started a small gamble and wanted to make a big profit at a multiple of 1,000 to 1!
After all, it is someone else's business, and in the face of such injustice, no one even stood up and said a few words of pleading for Mo Xiaohan's side!
However, in this regard, Mo Xiaohan has no luxury!
In other words, he didn't want to offend a Xuanmen Gaozong like 'Yuntian Sect' for a person he didn't know at all!
Faced with the third dead end proposed by the three elders, Mo Xiaohan could only smile bitterly!
Xuanling Zun Jinpin! He Mo Xiaohan is not without a hard fight!
Thinking that day, wasn't that Long Tianyao Xuanling Venerable Silver Product also defeated in his hands Mo Xiaohan?
But the problem is, if he wins!
A small Xuanling Master Silver Product actually defeated the Xuanling Venerable Gold Pin!
There is no secret on this body, no one will believe it, there is no strong backing, only relying on the Nanling Mu family, or the Beilan Mo family, the Beilan City Lord's Mansion, no one can protect him!
But in this way, it's better than being killed by the demonic three elders on the spot!
Mo Xiaohan was helpless, although he didn't know what the cultivation of the three elders was, but the momentum that faintly seeped out of his body made Mo Xiaohan faintly feel oppressive!
Come to think of it, compared to the Song family's guardian who suddenly appeared when the Song family was destroyed that day, it was more than that!
"Fatty, can you still stand up?"
Mo Xiao looked coldly at the so-called frame of the three elders, and Luo Ming, that is, in his previous life, he was the person who was forever separated from his Xin'er Heaven and Man, and asked out loud while looking at him!
"It's not...... Han Shao, are you really fighting him?"
Although Fu Ren is sometimes dull and impulsive, he is not stupid, and he can't see that this old guy Third Elder is obviously deliberately making things difficult!
At first, he wanted him Fu Ren to die, but now he can't see this brother Mo Dashao who stands up for him!
"Or I'll kill you first?" Mo Xiao was cold and glared at this Fu Ren, if it weren't for the fact that there were so many troubles at this scene, Mo Xiaohan really wanted to go up and reward this kid with a few big mouths!
You troublemaker!
That Fu Ren was glared at by Mo Xiaohan like this, and his outstretched neck instantly shrank back, pouting, and his face was full of grievances!
"That'...... Then you'd better fight...... If you lose, my brother will help you again......"
Help, if I lose, you will also help add a large corpse, what else can you help!
Mo Xiaohan gritted his teeth! Catch Ming'er really have to think about the problem of Fu Ren's cultivation!
After all, in the face of such a dead fat man who will cause trouble, no matter how strong he is Mo Xiaohan, it will be difficult to protect him for a lifetime!
Improving one's own cultivation is the royal way! There are so many high-level exercises in the 'Thorn Tombstone' and 'Soul Dao', there are always those suitable for this fat boy to cultivate!
Turning around, he gestured slightly to Mu Linfeng: "Second son, tired, drag Fu Gongzi down!" Right now, for Fu Ren, Mo Xiaohan can only use 'drag', how kind of words can be!
Mu Linfeng frowned, glanced at Mo Xiaohan, and nodded slightly: "Mo Gongzi be careful!"
After saying a word, he led the people of the Nanling Mu family, carried Fu Ren, and walked down the martial arts platform towards Fu Qingshan's location!
That Mu Luoyan also glanced at Mo Xiaohan, seeing that his eyes were firm, and there was no fear at all, he was surprised in his heart, but he had to nod slightly, be careful, and get off the stage!
At this moment, the eyes of the entire martial arts arena are focused on the small and round martial arts platform that is only more than ten zhang wide and long!
On the martial arts stage, two people stand!
A cold ink, a ringing frame!
"Just now, that killing intent seeped out of you!"
Na Luo Mingjiao looked at Mo Xiaohan, and at the same time with indifference in his eyes, he seemed to be asking, and he seemed to be sure of what he was confused about!
If Mo Xiaohan hadn't said that this kid had sharp eyes and was extraordinary in cultivation, he had just played martial arts, tens of thousands of people, and this Luo Mingjiao could instantly record the killing intent that he had unintentionally oozing!
Such a sensitive sense of smell to the so-called crisis, even if he Mo Xiaohan did not dare to hold it up in front of him!
Smiling slightly, Mo Xiaohan didn't deny it: "What's the matter, isn't this a chance to kill me?"
"I don't remember that I offended you!" Luo Mingjiao didn't mind Mo Xiaohan's teasing, and his tone was still cold!
"But I remember!" Mo Xiaohan frowned, and with a sound, it was a response!
The next moment, I saw a turn in his hand, and Tianqing appeared again!
A cold light flashed, and the dark form disappeared in an instant, with a little dazzling light!
At this moment, Mo Xiaohan's momentum skyrocketed in vain!
On the stage, the wind was blowing, and the clothes of the two people were rustling!
Mo Xiaohan's eyes were cold, standing on the martial arts platform, Tianqing swiped in the air, pointing to the roaring frame, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, as if the killing god had reappeared!
Well?
Such momentum......
At the scene, on the martial arts stage, Mo Xiaohan, the original Xuanling Master's cultivation was so abrupt, it instantly caused an uproar in the audience!
Even on the viewing platform, the three elders who could close their eyes couldn't help but open their eyes, looked at the martial arts platform, and frowned!
Mo Xiaohan's face was cold, looking at Luo Mingjiao, the killing intent in his eyes passed, since it was inevitable, he Mo Xiaohan didn't plan to hide it anymore!
At the same time as the Xuan Ling power reversed, it instantly condensed the aura of the surrounding Xuan Ling, raising its own momentum to the peak state!
In the face of the sound frame of Xuan Lingzun's golden cultivation, he naturally couldn't help but pay attention to it!
On the field, when Luo Ming saw this scene, there was a little surprise on his indifferent face, but it flashed!
The next moment, the Xuan Ling Venerable Golden Realm Xuan Ling Power was instantly urged, and with a turn of the same hand, a war halberd was instantly sacrificed!
At the same time, a momentum that was not weaker than Mo Xiaohan was instantly launched, pointing directly at Mo Xiaohan's location!
Both momentum is not weak!
On the stage, the air temperature drops instantly, and it becomes cold and abnormal!
The next moment, tens of thousands of people at the scene saw that on the martial arts stage, the figures of the two flashed at the same time!
The moment the two afterimages crossed, everyone could only hear the sound of explosion in the middle of the air, accompanied by metal friction, sparks flying everywhere, deafening......