Being scolded by Chu Mo like this, Wang Quan's little face turned slightly red, he was very sensible and didn't want to cause trouble for Wang Quan's family.

Even though...... Even though, he really wanted to go out and see what this world was like.

Just this once, think about yourself once.

Somehow, in the head of the royal power and wealth, there is such an idea.

"Obey the master's arrangement."

"Let's go." Chu Mo smiled slightly, and went out of the city along the avenue, not hiding or avoiding.

At the gate of the city, Wang Quan Baye wore a dark robe, embroidered with golden silk birds, and hung a superb fairy sword on his waist, although it was not as good as the royal sword.

But it is also a good sword that is enough to make everyone envious.

At this time, the city gate was full of people, and behind the king's hegemony, there were three or four hundred people.

They are all the first generation of the Wang Quan family, the second generation of disciples, and several elders who are resident in the Wang Quan Villa.

Are you kidding? Since birth, the Daomen soldiers who have never left home have to go out?

A divine weapon, only in one's own hands, can people rest assured.

"Huh...... There are a lot of people who came to see us off. Chu Mo walked ahead, and saw the formation in the distance from a distance.

His face did not change at all, but he was a little frivolous, to be honest, these people couldn't get into his eyes at all.

It's just a chicken, a dog, and it doesn't matter how many you come.

However, the royal power and wealth who followed Chu Mo were a little afraid. Soldiers, soldiers, even if they are really soldiers.

He was also a twelve-year-old soldier, and this was the first time he had faced his father.

Rebelled against his father.

"Brother Chu, what are you doing?" Wang Quan Tyrant knew it in his heart, but he pretended to be puzzled on his face, and came up to him and asked.

But the tone has already hinted that this is his bottom line.

Taoist soldiers must not leave the King's Power Villa.

"The house is too small, I can't teach what should be taught, I will take Fugui out for three days, can't I?"

Chu Mo asked lightly, his eyes were calm, and the heart of the king's hegemony trembled.

God knows, how did this young-looking guy develop this cannibalistic look.

The hegemony of the king has not yet spoken.

There was already a clown who jumped out of the beam, and it was an elder from the outer gate, middle-aged.

The name is royal power and glory.

"Boy who doesn't know etiquette, the head of the family holds high the position of the leader of the One Qi Dao Alliance, and the monks of the world respect him, what kind of tone are you talking about."

"The royal power and wealth are the people of my royal family, even if you are his master, if you say you want to take him away, you will take him away."

"Your Excellency, you can't take my royal family too seriously, right?"

Wang Quan Xiangrong said coldly, because he was eager to show himself in front of the king's hegemony, and quietly patted a sycophant.

Although the tone is a little inappropriate, it seems too domineering and rampant.

But this is indeed the meaning of the disciples of the royal power, so no one has come out to refute it for the time being.

"You seem to have mistaken something, right?"

The corners of Chu Mo's mouth curled slightly, and he jumped over the hegemony of the king, and the speed was so fast that no one in the audience reacted.

happened to face Wang Quan Xiangrong, looked at each other, put it in Wang Quan Xiangrong's ear, and said softly.

"When did I say that your royal family can enter the eyes of this seat?"

"Boom~"

When the words fell, Chu Mo gently patted Wang Quan Xiangrong's shoulder.

In an instant, the eleven veins lit up suddenly and flickered.

The pulse burning technique was released in an instant, igniting the meridians of royal power, and it became extremely terrifying.

Each meridian floated above the skin, blazing red like magma, rolling and tearing.

"Ahh Demons, demons, what have you done to me! ”

"Huh!"

"Huh!"

"Huh!"

A handle of immortal swords was pulled out in an instant, and the moment Chu Mo made a move, hundreds of Taoist priests were ready to make a move.

Even the king's hegemony, a trace of imperceptible anger flashed in his eyes, and it was estimated that in the bottom of his heart, he already wanted to kill Chu Mo hundreds of times.

"Brother Chu, you're over, this is a member of my royal family, even if your mouth is not clean, it won't be your turn to make a move."

Wang Quan's voice was low and domineering, "You have to give me an explanation for this matter, right?" ”

He didn't want to offend Chu Mo, because the latter was extraordinary, but if it had already involved the face of the royal family, he was not afraid!

To be the head of this thousand-year-old family, he has the courage.

"Ah......h

The screams became smaller and smaller, and the last dead corpse fell in front of Chu Mo, a withered arm, still pinching Chu Mo's right foot, refusing to let go!

"Hmph."

Chu Mo snorted coldly, twisted his foot slightly, and with a shock of his remaining strength, the whole corpse turned into powder and floated into the air.

"Is this explanation sufficient?"

Chu Mo slowly started the Eight or Nine Xuangong, and turned his head to look at the hegemony of the king.

"Good, good!"

Wang Quan Tyrant shouted three times in a row, "Disciple of Wang Quan listen to the order, do it!" ”

"Do it, borrow the three of you guts, who dares to do it."

Chu Mo's melodious voice sounded, and with a wave of his hand, a terrifying pure yang flame rose and enveloped his whole body.

Pure fire body protection state, Dacheng's pure yang flame cheats cultivation!

Looking at the raging flames, everyone was stunned. Only then did they suddenly remember that this man was a sword slashing double king.

The guy who buried more than a thousand demon corpses by the river!

"Gollum~"

One by one, they stared at each other, but no one took out the sword first for a long time.

"Master...... Can you show mercy? Wang Quan Fugui was a little anxious, and couldn't help but plead first.

Yes, in his eyes, his master will never lose.

Because even if he is himself, holding the sword of royal power, he is sure to break out of the royal power villa at the cost of being injured.

Even though he was twelve years old, he was not in his prime, but he actually had the strength to leave on his own, but he never did.

The corners of the king's domineering mouth twitched.

This hasn't started yet, and his son began to intercede for his side? Does he not want to lose face?

"My royal family is all greedy for life and afraid of death!?"

Seeing that no one had made a move, the royal hegemony couldn't help but be a little impatient, and there was a little anger in his voice.

"Formation of swords, sword of the immortals, out!"

Finally, an elder who was still relatively prestigious stepped forward. With a shout, the rest of the people seemed to have found the backbone.

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

…………

A fairy sword swept into the air.

More than hundreds of immortal swords wrapped Chu Mo, and above the immortal swords, a faint light lit up, either thick or light.

"Seal of the Seal!"

Hundreds of Taoist priests formed the Dharma seal, their faces hideous, full of murderous intent.

The young man in front of him slapped the Wang Quan's family in the face and slapped them in the face!

"Kill!"

A voice full of murderous intent sounded like thunder.

The fairy swords became like a majestic rain, falling one after another, and the power on each fairy sword was enough to kill a hundred-year-old demon.

But at this moment, the power of the sword rain, the demon king has to avoid its edge.

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(End of chapter)