There were nine elders of Mojiazhuang gathered in the council hall, including the owner of the village, the law enforcement elder, the alchemy elder, and the refining elder.

Mo Shaofeng broke into the conference hall, glanced at them, and asked angrily, "My father died in the Golden Holy Kingdom, why don't you hold a funeral?"

The law enforcement elder coughed and said, "Your father died a miserable death, and there is not even a complete body left, how can you hold a funeral." ”

"Without a corpse, wouldn't there be a funeral?" Mo Shaofeng was furious.

Mo Yunhai, the owner of the village, stood up and said, "Feng'er, tomorrow will hold a funeral for your father and build a well-dressed mound, what do you think?"

"Yes, as long as there is a funeral. Mo Shaofeng glared at them angrily and asked, "My father was murdered, when will you start an investigation, find out the murderer, and avenge my father?"

The law enforcement elder said, "Your father died in the Golden Holy Kingdom, and there is nothing we can do. ”

"Excuse!" Mo Shaofeng was furious, stretched out his hand at them, and said with disdain, "You gutless rats are not worthy of sitting in the position of an elder. ”

When the words fell, Mo Shaofeng turned around and left.

The law enforcement elder said angrily: "Mo Shaofeng, you are so bold, you dare to insult the elders. ”

"Elder, soaking in urine shines on your virtue, and it is also worthy. Mo Shaofeng sneered and left the chamber.

The law enforcement elder exploded: "Mo Shaofeng, a little brute, has no elders, so he should be driven out of Mojiazhuang and let him fend for himself." ”

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Mojiazhuang, in the wide courtyard, gathered many disciples of the outer sect. Mo Shaofeng left the council hall and met this group of disciples from other sects.

Wang Hu laughed and said: "Mo Shaofeng, I didn't lie to you, your father is really dead." ”

Mo Shaofeng snorted coldly: "My father's life or death has nothing to do with you." ”

"Who said it doesn't matter, your father is dead, and your mother will become a widow. Wang Hu sneered, "In the past, with your father as a backer, you could behave in Mojiazhuang and tease the maidservant." ”

"Now that your father is dead, you have no backer, and you are equivalent to a lost dog. ”

"I, the lost dog, is better than you, the dog minion. Mo Shaofeng glared angrily and looked at each other.

"You ......" Wang Hu sneered and said with a smile, "As the saying goes, a phoenix that falls to the ground is not as good as a chicken." Now that you have no backer, pigs and dogs are not as good. ”

"I forgot to tell you one thing, you and your mother will soon be kicked out of the Meditation Garden. ”

"Wang Hu, what do you mean by that?" Mo Shaofeng felt that something bad was about to happen.

Wang Hu sneered: "Only the martial artists of the Seven Heavens are qualified to use the Meditation Garden. Now that your father is dead, you and your mother are not qualified to continue to live in the Meditation Garden. ”

"Without the comfort nest of Jingxin Garden, you are a lost dog, not as good as a pig and a dog. ”

"Jingxin Garden is the property left to me by my father, and I will kill anyone who dares to move. As Mo Shaofeng spoke, his murderous aura skyrocketed.

"Oh, that's terrible! Whoever you think you are, you're a piece of shit. The strong in this world are respected, and a waste like you should fend for itself. Wang Hu humiliated him viciously.

"If I'm a waste, you're not even a waste. Mo Shaofeng sneered, this subordinate was defeated, and he actually had the face to insult himself as a waste.

"Mo Shaofeng, your mother has become a widow and needs to find a man to care for you. ”

Wang Hu said with a smile: "Your mother is in her early forties, and the charm still exists, why don't you ask your mother to marry me, I will be your father, and by the way, I will give you a younger brother and sister, what do you think?"

Wang Hu's naked humiliation caused a burst of ridicule from the disciples of the outer sect.

"Senior Brother Wang Hu, you are so blessed! Mo Shaofeng's mother, but she is a great beauty, and her kung fu in bed must be good. ”

"Mo Shaofeng, this waste, having you as his father is a blessing that he cultivated in his previous life. ”

"Senior Brother Wang Hu, you have to work hard, create more people, and let Mo Shaofeng have more brothers and sisters. ”

The disciples of the outer sect spoke disrespectfully, and took advantage of this opportunity to humiliate Mo Shaofeng.

Mo Shaofeng clenched his fists, and a pair of fierce eyes swept over these outer sect disciples, feeling that their humiliation of himself was simply asking for his own death.

Mo Shaofeng was furious, stretched out a finger, pointed at Wang Hu, and said angrily: "You can humiliate me, but you can't humiliate my mother." ”

"I just like to humiliate your mother, what can you do to me. Wang Hu walked over menacingly and slapped Mo Shaofeng in the face.

"Your mother used to be a slave, and marrying your father gave her today's identity and status. Now that your father is dead, your mother will soon be reduced to a maid. ”

"I, Wang Hu, am also the pride of the sky in Mojiazhuang, I don't dislike your mother, and I am willing to take care of you, which is also your blessing. You dog bastard, I don't know how to thank you, it's stupid. ”

"Wang Hu, don't deceive people too much. Mo Shaofeng's fists clenched, and his eyes erupted with fire.

"I'm just bullying you, I have the ability to beat me!" Wang Hu looked arrogant, glared at a pair of bull's eyes, and deliberately provoked him.

Wang Hu did this to find an excuse and beat him up. Wang Hu is a person who has too bad an eye, bullying the soft and fearing the hard.

"Wang Hu, if you don't die, you won't die. - Yin Yang Fist!" Mo Shaofeng's fist shone with black and white light, and he punched the other party away.

"Boom!" there was a loud bang, shaking the heavens and the earth.

Wang Hu flew more than 100 meters away, broke the flagpole, and his whole body was embedded in the wall. At this time, Wang Hu was very miserable, his eyes were staring, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding, like a specimen embedded in the wall.

"No, Mo Shaofeng, this waste, punched Senior Brother Wang Hu away. ”

"Senior Brother Wang Hu, but the Fifth Heaven has been defeated so badly. ”

A group of outer sect disciples were all stunned.

Mo Shaofeng raised his fist and threatened: "You dogs look down on people, insult my mother, I will beat you to death." ”

When the words fell, Mo Shaofeng walked up angrily.

"Mo Shaofeng, what are you going to do, this is Mojiazhuang. A group of outer sect disciples were all terrified.

"Brothers, don't be afraid, there is only one person Mo Shaofeng, let's go together to avenge Senior Brother Wang Hu. I don't know who shouted, and then, dozens of disciples of the outer sect besieged Mo Shaofeng together.

Chen Ergou knew that Mo Shaofeng was powerful, so he was so frightened that he ran away.

"You trash, you're going to die today. Mo Shaofeng was furious, burst out with a bipolar infinite flow, and fought with the disciples of the outer sect.

Although the number of disciples of the outer sect is large, their strength is very weak, and the strongest is only the Four Heavens. Under Mo Shaofeng's rage, his skills increased greatly, and he could defeat the martial artists of the Six Heavens.

Mo Shaofeng punched out, and the three outer sect disciples flew out and fell to the ground, spitting blood. Mo Shaofeng kicked out, and a disciple of the outer sect spat blood from his mouth, and his teeth flew out.

"All going to die. Mo Shaofeng broke the ribs of the outer sect disciple with a punch.

Mo Shaofeng was like a demon, and his attack was ruthless, causing the disciples of the outer sect to wail and scream. A disciple of the outer sect was grabbed by Mo Shaofeng's neck, pressed to the ground, and punched his head.

"Boom!"

The ground cracked, and the heads of the disciples of the outer sect sank into the dirt, and blood flowed everywhere.

"Everyone, run, Mo Shaofeng is possessed by a demon. ”

Dozens of disciples of the outer sect, seriously injured, got up and fled. A disciple of the Outer Sect had a broken right leg and could not stand up, so he became a victim.

"Don't kill me. The disciples of the outer sect were frightened and begged bitterly.

"Why do you insult my mother, why?" Mo Shaofeng roared angrily, raised his fist, and hit him. At this time, a figure appeared and slapped Mo Shaofeng away.

Mo Shaofeng flew more than ten meters away and rolled to the ground.

Mo Wanjian!

The figure that suddenly appeared was Mo Wanjian, the young owner. Mo Wanjian wore a Confucian robe, held a folding fan, and had a graceful demeanor, not at all like a conspirator in the city government.

Mo Wanjian is good at disguise, he is an open-minded and cheerful son in front of him, and he is a ruthless careerist in the back.

"Mo Shaofeng, you have a lot of skills, you dare to beat people in Mojiazhuang. Mo Wanjian stared at him with a look of disdain.

"They are to blame, and whoever dares to insult my mother, I will kill whomever they want. Mo Shaofeng stood up, furious.

"Don't think that if you cultivate to the Fourth Heaven, you can run rampant in Mojiazhuang. Mo Wanjian's eyes were cold, and he said provocatively, "I let you have one hand, do you dare to fight me?"

"Why don't you dare. - Yin Yang Fist!" Mo Shaofeng rushed up angrily, and a fist with black and white light shone brightly, and hit it.

Mo Wanjian sneered, stretched out the folding fan, blocked the Yin Yang fist, and then gently waved the folding fan, shocking Mo Shaofeng.

Mo Shaofeng rubbed his feet on the ground and slid more than ten meters away before stopping.

Mo Shaofeng was shocked, although the other party only had the combat power of the Seventh Heaven, the strength that burst out could already rival the martial artist of the Eighth Heaven.

Mo Wanjian's figure flickered, suddenly appeared in front of him, stretched out his hand, and poked his body. Mo Shaofeng was struck by lightning, his whole body trembled, and he fell.

"Thunder God Finger!" Mo Shaofeng was shocked, the other party actually learned the Thunder Emperor's exercises.

The Thunder Emperor was an invincible figure who galloped the world 100,000 years ago. With a single finger, the Thunder Emperor can destroy a strong man at the level of Martial Venerable.

The Thunder Emperor and the Soul Eater Emperor were the pinnacle of a period.

100,000 years ago, the Thunder Emperor followed Taiyi to participate in the Great War of Gods and Demons, but later disappeared.

"There are ten days left, and there will be a sect competition. Hopefully you can make it to the final, I'll be waiting for you in the final. Mo Wanjian looked arrogant.

"Tell you one thing, as long as you enter the top three in the sect competition, you can keep Jingxin Yuan, otherwise, you will be kicked out of Mojiazhuang, and your mother will also be homeless. ”

Mo Shaofeng snorted coldly: "Thank you for reminding me, I will defeat you in the final." ”

"Backbone, I hope you don't let me down. Mo Wanjian laughed, waved a folding fan, and disappeared into the night.

Mo Shaofeng glanced at Wang Hu on the wall, and pondered in his heart, if he wanted to defeat Mo Wanjian, without the strength of the Six Heavens, I am afraid that he would not be able to.

There are still ten days to go, and Mo Shaofeng has to cultivate to the Sixth Heaven no matter what.

(End of chapter)