Looking at Mo Xiaochuan, who was approaching step by step, a smile appeared on the middle-aged scribe's face. Although Mo Xiaochuan's appearance seen on the screen was a little blurry, in the eyes of the cultivator, there was still a rough judgment. What's more, Mo Xiaochuan's figure has not changed much.

Moreover, in this case, the only young cultivator of Huaguo who dared to be so arrogant and kill people with cruel means at every turn was Mo Xiaochuan.

When the old man of the Buddha Source Kingdom saw Mo Xiaochuan, he just frowned, and a cold light shot through his eyes.

"Are you the Huaguo monk who has been stirring up trouble in the Buddha Source for the past few days, and causing the Buddha Source to be restless?" the old man looked at Mo Xiaochuan and asked coldly.

"Since others want to see how the Chinese people can't afford to provoke the law, if they don't open their eyes, will people still think that we Chinese people can only brag?" Mo Xiaochuan didn't look at the old man, but said with a smile to the middle-aged scribe.

"Haha, in the lower Kunlun monk Yan Wen Le, fortunately. The middle-aged scribe hugged his fists.

"Xuan Temple, Mo Xiaochuan. Mo Xiaochuan replied with a fist salute.

"Young heroes, it's better to be famous than to meet, and it's more famous to meet. Yan Wenle exclaimed.

"Where? It's just that I saw something I don't like at the right time. Moreover, it happened to be within the encirclement of his own ability, so he solved it easily. Since you were born in China, you can eat, drink and Lazar in China, and you can do something for the people of China. Mo Xiaochuan said with a slight smile.

"A good person is grateful, and someone has been taught. Yan Wenle's face straightened, and he bowed.

"It's just a reminder with you. Mo Xiaochuan hurriedly supported Yan Wenle.

"Boy, what did the old man ask you?" The old man saw that Mo Xiaochuan ignored him, and kept greeting Yan Wenle endlessly, and his face was already bruised. So he asked in a cold voice.

"Aren't you just going for me to prove it to you, how to prove what I'm going to say next? Mo Xiaochuan finally crossed his head and looked at the old man with half-squinted eyes.

Then, Mo Xiaochuan turned his face and looked at the old man, as well as the cultivators of the Buddha Source Kingdom behind the old man.

And the Huaguo monk was just standing behind Mo Xiaochuan, and the camp was clear.

"Hmph, the fetal hair has not retreated, and I dare to come out and make a big statement. Well, let the old man take a look. The old man of the Buddha Source Country snorted coldly.

Mo Xiaochuan stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and the bearded man who had just been thrown to the ground by Yan Wenle was caught in Mo Xiaochuan's hand with a look of horror.

"Lend your life to it. Mo Xiaochuan sneered. Throwing the bearded man upward, and then holding the bearded man's feet with one hand, the bearded man stood straight on Mo Xiaochuan's palm as if he was bound by something.

"Fire comes. Mo Xiaochuan shouted in a low voice.

"Peng", Mo Xiaochuan's hand holding the bearded man was wrapped in flames.

"Ah, no, don't, don't burn me. The bearded man screamed in horror, but his body was restrained by Mo Xiaochuan, and he couldn't even struggle.

"Let him go. Seeing this, the old man shouted loudly, and at the same time, he recited the Great Day Vajra Mantra and attacked Mo Xiaochuan.

"Hmph. Mo Xiaochuan flicked his fingers, and a small fireball glowing with golden light flew slowly towards the old man.

"A little fireball technique, you also want to deal with the old man, the kid of Huaguo, you are too whimsical. The old man of the Buddha Source Country smiled contemptuously and stretched out his hand to grasp the fireball in his hand to show his disdain for Mo Xiaochuan's technique.

Mo Xiaochuan shook his head lightly, and muttered in his mouth: "Burst!"

With a "boom", the fireball that was caught in the old man's hand exploded suddenly. The power is far from the energy that an ordinary fireball spell should have. After the explosion, the fireball turned into a blazing flame, engulfing the old man of Buddha Source inside. And the layer of golden light wrapped around the flame ball exploded at the same time, turning into countless thin needles as thin as cow's hair, and stabbed at the Buddha Source Nation cultivators around the old man like rain.

There were another burst of wailing and screaming, and several unlucky Buddha Source Country cultivators happened to be shot in the vital parts, and they were killed.

When the bearded man who was held in Mo Xiaochuan's hands was burned clean, the fire that devoured the old man of the Buddha Source Country also disappeared suddenly, and what was left in the ground was only a thin layer of ashes.

Mo Xiaochuan made a move, but just released two flames, which caused the cultivator of the Buddha Source Country to pay for eight lives, and there was also a major cultivator in the late Yuan Infant period. Involuntarily, all the cultivators of the Buddha Source Kingdom took a step back with trepidation. This young monk of the Chinese Kingdom is too dangerous.

Even the cultivators who came to the aid of Hua Guo were frightened and trembled when they saw Mo Xiaochuan's murderous decisiveness. When he looked at Mo Xiaochuan again, his eyes were full of awe. Even those cultivators who claimed to be born in famous families did not dare to make a mistake.

One bird enters the forest, and a hundred birds suppress the sound. The originally noisy and crowded crowd was silenced in an instant, as if it had been choked by the throat.

Mo Xiaochuan once again used his own means to explain what he had said.

"The means of Mo Confession are really embarrassing to us. Yan Wenle didn't expect Mo Xiaochuan to be so resolute in killing, and he didn't think about the consequences at all. He knew that people like Mo Xiaochuan were either crazy or had full confidence in their own strength.

Looking at the appearance, Mo Xiaochuan should not be a madman, then, he should have full confidence in his own strength, how strong this Mo Xiaochuan's strength should be, a cultivator in the late Yuan Infant period, he will be destroyed with a raised hand.

In fact, when they first saw Mo Xiaochuan, they had already guessed who Mo Xiaochuan was, the senior supplier of the Huaguo Special Operations Department. By the time Mo Xiaochuan reported that he had left the Xuan Temple, the cultivators of the Hua Kingdom would almost be able to confirm Mo Xiaochuan's identity. Therefore, Yan Wenle changed his mouth and called Mo Xiaochuan Mo for the sake of money.

And the cultivators of some other sect families in Huaguo secretly said in their hearts, after returning to Huaguo, they must strictly restrain their clansmen, and do not do evil in Huaguo, if they commit it in the hands of this person, it is really death and no life.

"Some people, just have a cheap temper, they want you to beat him and hurt him, so he knows that he is afraid, otherwise, they still think they are teasing them?" Mo Xiaochuan clapped his hands disapprovingly and said.

Then, Mo Xiaochuan arched his hand towards the cultivator of Huaguo, and said loudly: "Mo's trip to the source of the Buddha was supposed to return to Huaguo unconsciously after thinking about private matters. In a fit of anger, I want to seek justice with them, so that they can know that there are still people in our country. ”

"The people are the foundation of the country, how can it not be the foundation of our cultivators, without the people, where will our disciples come from, where will the continuation of our sect and family, insulting my people is equivalent to insulting our country's sect and insulting the face of our cultivators. I don't like to kill, but today, I'm the executioner. At the same time, I am also very grateful to everyone for coming to help Mo Mou's voice. Mo thanked him. ”

(End of chapter)

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