Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Momentum of the World

Of course, Song Yanping felt uneasy in his heart, which was true!

But to say that he was afraid of Mo Xiaohan because of this, it was impossible at all!

After a while, he reported everywhere, but there was no trace of Mo Xiaohan, and even the powerhouses above the Xuanling King behind him couldn't help frowning!

Especially the Song family's worship elder Bei Mo Feng Bei who had stepped into the Xuanling Holy Silver Cultivation Sect, that Bei Mofeng was the old man above the Xuanling King who pierced the body of the Song family's Xuanling Venerable Guard with a blow in front of Mo Xiaohan that day!

Being present is his cultivation of the highest experience!

Can......

Disappeared out of thin air? And a little Soul Master silver?

This is too unbelievable, isn't it?

The incomparably powerful spiritual power spread, and the entire Song Mansion, with a radius of a hundred acres, couldn't even find the slightest breath of Mo Xiaohan!

Facing Song Yanping's inquiring eyes, Bei Mofeng shook his head helplessly, and at the same time, his faint sixth sense felt that this Mo Xiaohan did not leave, but hid in a corner of the Song Mansion!

Leaving everyone behind, the murderous intent in the eyes of the North Mo Feng was fully revealed, and when he mentioned Fu Ren's nearly half a ton of body like dead flesh, an instantaneous body had already appeared on the surface of the ground, in the backyard: "Mo family boy, the old man will give you a chance, come out, or he will die!"

The threatening drama is repeated again!

To say that he is a Xuanling Holy Silver Cultivation Existence, with such a low-level and indiscriminate technique, it will definitely make people laugh and lose their big teeth when it is passed on!

Of course, maybe people are shameless to a certain extent, and they don't care about who looks at them, and the countdown begins: "Three...... 2. ......"

I have to say that this trick of the Song family really worked!

Song Yanping used it once, and almost didn't let Mo Xiaohan die with them with the 'Thorn Tombstone'.

And this time this time Mo Feng used it, Mo Xiaohan still appeared obediently!

However, Mo Xiaohan's appearance this time is no longer the previous Mo Xiaohan!

In the air, with the countdown in Bei Mo's mouth, a strange spatial distortion occurred, and a black figure suddenly appeared in the sky!

The extremely sharp and terrifying momentum "snorted" without any warning!

In just an instant, hundreds of square meters of Song family's houses collapsed, and a whirlpool that could swallow heaven and earth suddenly appeared, taking away the thousand tons of civil engineering!

In an instant, the coercion of the sky turned the huge backyard of the Song Mansion into nothingness!

Shocking and unbeatable!

It is completely conceivable that for Bei Mofeng, who directly faced such a domineering and incomparably strong momentum, even if he had the cultivation of the Xuanling King's silver product, I am afraid that he would not be able to take it all over, and besides, he also divided his mind to protect Song Yanping, who was only the jade product of the Xuanling Master!

Only in an instant, Nabei Mofeng spurted out a mouthful of old blood uncontrollably, his face instantly turned white, and he fell to the ground with a bang, bleeding from seven holes, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead!

In the night sky, the incomparably strong momentum rushes between heaven and earth!

Mo Xiaohan stood in the air with his hands in his hands, holding the sky in one hand, and a lonely and arrogant breath, like the god king in the dark night, came with a bang!

That Tianqing was nothing else, it was the swarthy two-foot long sword that Mo Xiaohan had complained about many times!

At this time, it was held in the hand of Mo Xiaohan, and its dark and dull appearance had long since disappeared, replaced by the dazzling cold edge essence and unparalleled anger, pointing directly at Song Yanping, who was still standing in the backyard at this time, several Xuanling King powerhouses!

At this moment, in the entire Beilan City, as long as the strong people who have cultivated to the Xuanling King can't help but look in the direction of the Song Mansion outside the window, with such a great momentum and coercion, how can they not be surprised!

Invisibly, a special forbidden area was formed within a radius of several miles around the Song Mansion, and no one dared to enter!

The four great families of Beilan!

Dragon Family!

An old man with white sideburns and beard was dressed in white plain clothes, and suddenly his eyes frowned, and he came out of the window, standing quietly in the air, with a solemn face!

After a while, there were two old men, one fat and one thin, approaching from the left and right, both standing in the air.

"This kind of momentum, I'm afraid that I have taken off the level of ordinary people like me......" Among the three, the fat old man sighed slightly, and a trace of sadness appeared on Gu Bo's unsurprised face: "What did this old man Song do to offend such a strong person!"

Ordinary people?

Who would have imagined that the guardians of the three great families who had cultivated to perfection would call themselves ordinary people in the face of Fang Cai's monstrous momentum!

"I think I and the other four old guys have been sitting in Beilan City for hundreds of years, but I haven't found that there is such a strong person in this city, Brother Long, Brother Yin, it seems that this Beilan City will not be silent for long!"

"Silence?" The sideburns were white and shook his head gently, his face was solemn, and his eyes were solemn: "This kind of cultivation suddenly appeared, I am afraid that the Song family will not be able to save it...... Unless......" A look of fear appeared in the eyes of the old man with sideburns, and it flashed away: "Impossible...... It's impossible!"

After Long Yu finished speaking, the three of them looked at each other in unison, as if confirming this!

In a moment, as if it had been confirmed, the figures of the three of them flashed and disappeared into mid-air......

Among the three, the old man with sideburns in the middle is the guardian of the Beilan Long clan, Long Yu!

The fat old man on the left is the guardian of the Beilan Yin clan, Yin Li!

And the thin old man on the right is the guardian of the Bian clan, Bian Tianzheng!