When he saw the man in front of him, Mo Ziqiang found that his body had taken a few steps back unintuitively, and even he felt a little strange.

"You guy, although your strength is no different from that of ants, your talent is much stronger than the old guy next to you!"

Mu Wushuang didn't make a move, but said with some admiration.

He had been to the Tomb Shadow Hell where the Fallen of the Gods had fallen, and his knowledge was naturally far beyond that of ordinary monks.

It is generally believed in the cultivation world that before the foundation is built, the martial artist hangs and beats the cultivator. But the cultivator breaks through the foundation and forms a golden pill, and the martial artist will not want to turn over in this life.

But there are similar martial artists, they have the essence and blood fragments of the Pangu Giant God in their bodies, and this kind of martial artists are able to break through the void with martial arts, far surpassing those who cultivate the truth.

As far as Mu Wushuang knew, the famous Candle Dragon was precisely this kind of existence, as it itself belonged to a part of the Pangu Giant God.

And Mo Ziqiang in front of him was able to rely on his body instinct to avoid unknown dangers, obviously thanks to that trace of essence and blood imprint!

When Mo Ziqiang heard Mu Wushuang's words, he immediately snorted coldly, but he was not angry at all, but was very proud.

As the leader of the younger generation of ancient martial arts, which one of his talents does not know?

Of course, he didn't know the deeper meaning of Mu Wushuang's words.

"Hey, kid, I kindly asked Huo Jiu and them to invite you down, but why did you throw people out?

As the saying goes, it depends on the owner to beat a dog, you don't take me Mo Ziqiang in your eyes at all!"

Mo Ziqiang looked directly at Mu Wushuang in front of him and said unhappily.

"Oh, don't get me wrong, they're just ants, don't insult the dog!"

Mu Wushuang glanced at the nine corpses on the ground lightly, and spoke disdainfully.

"You ......" Mo Ziqiang was choked by these words, and his chest rose and fell in anger before he spit out two words: "There is a kind!"

"Uncle Wu still asks you for help!" Mo Ziqiang looked at Mu Wushuang coldly.

He really wanted to teach this force a lesson, but the previous scene was so weird, it was better for Uncle Wu to help, and now was not the time to save face.

But as soon as the words fell, Mo Ziqiang had a premonition. He noticed that the long-haired man in front of him was looking at him with a smile.

"Uncle Wu......" Mo Ziqiang subconsciously turned his head and looked at Wu Hong.

I saw Uncle Wu, who had always been breezy and calm, but at this moment, his eyes were full of horror, and the whole person froze in place.

"Uncle Wu......" Mo Ziqiang couldn't help but whisper again. He never expected that the helper he invited would have such an expression when he saw his opponent?

"Former ...... Senior!" Wu Hong didn't pay any attention to Mo Ziqiang, but looked at Mu Wushuang and said with a dry throat.

He was even more shocked than Mo Ziqiang at this moment, but he didn't expect that the opponent of this idle nephew was Mu Wushuang, a martial artist who was very likely to be a heaven-level master!

Hearing Wu Hong's words, Mo Ziqiang plucked out his ears, suspecting that he had heard it wrong, and hurriedly reminded again: "Uncle Wu, this kid is Su ......."

But before he finished speaking, Wu Hong raised his hand and slapped him, and said viciously:

"If you don't want the Mo family to disappear from this world, shut up for me!"

After Wu Hong finished saying this, he hurriedly and respectfully said to Mu Wushuang: "Senior, I really didn't expect to meet you again!"

"Are you the helper invited by this guy?" Mu Wushuang stood with his arms in his arms and looked at the middle-aged man in front of him lightly.

"No, no, no, the seniors laughed!" Wu Hong hurriedly denied it without explaining the reason.

He knew very well that he was here because of lice on a bald man's head, and there was no point in explaining it.

Sure enough, as soon as the words fell, Wu Hong heard Mu Wushuang's faint voice again.

"I Mu Wushuang welcomes you to make a move on me, but you only have one chance!"

After speaking, the focus of Mu Wushuang's pupils fell on the body on the ground.

Immediately after, black flames erupted from each corpse!

In just an instant, the corpses on the ground turned into nine piles of white ash!

A breeze blew, the white ash drifted away with the wind, and the ground quickly became clean.

After seeing this scene, even though it was noon at the moment, the sun was shining, Mo Ziqiang and Wu Hong's backs were already soaked in cold sweat, and their lips were white.

After a moment, Mu Wushuang asked lightly: "The surname is Mo, I turned your subordinates into white ashes, what do you think?"

"Senior ......" Mo Ziqiang knelt down directly, didn't say anything and didn't dare to say anything.

What kind of trick this is, he has never heard of it, let alone seen it.

But one thing is clear, my father, who is known as the first person in martial arts in Guangdong Province, will definitely not be able to do it.

He even suspected that if his father met this person, he would most likely be burned to ashes by a look from others!

Wu Hong on the side is better than Mo Zi, but it is also very limited.

He had seen Mu Wushuang's method of picking leaves and hurting people, so he was already mentally prepared when Mu Wushuang appeared.

But no matter how well prepared he was, he was still frightened by this scene.

Could it be that this senior is above the heavenly level?

Wu Hong suddenly thought like this, but he himself was only able to enter the earth level, he only knew that there was a heaven level above the earth level, and what was above the heaven level could not do anything.

Mu Wushuang looked down at Mo Ziqiang on the ground, and suddenly said coldly: "You guy, you guy, you dare to threaten me with my daughter?"

Take your daughter?

Mo Ziqiang was stunned, he had never said this!

It's really because in his Mo Ziqiang's opinion, the man in front of him is like an ant, he can trample to death at will, and he doesn't need to threaten her daughter at all?

However, Mo Ziqiang quickly figured it out again, it must be Huo Jiu's group of fools who didn't bring their seniors down, so they made threats.

Thinking of this, Mo Ziqiang hurriedly explained: "Senior Mingjian, the junior has never said anything to blackmail you!"

Mu Wushuang frowned when he heard this, he could still judge whether what his previous surname Mo said was true or false.

It seems that Huo Jiu touched himself and the scales were completely his own death!

"You two get out! Don't appear in my sight from now on, there is also a surname Mo, if you dare to harass Su Yixue again, Huo Jiu will be a lesson from your Mo family!" Mu Wushuang said coldly.

He is a person who takes matters into account, and naturally he will not erase all the people associated with him because of anyone who offends him.

What's more, because an ant bit himself, he Mu Wushuang didn't have the interest of trampling a piece of ants to death at all.

As soon as the words fell, Wu Hongru listened to Xian Le, and slipped away without thinking. But Mo Ziqiang not only didn't leave, but knelt on the ground and looked at Mu Wushuang with a stubborn face.

"The surname Mo, is there anything else?" Mu Wushuang raised his eyebrows.

"Senior, please take me as an apprentice!" Mo Ziqiang suddenly bowed heavily, his voice firm.

"I'm not interested!" Mu Wushuang didn't bother to pay attention to this kind of person, turned his head and left.

"Senior, if you don't accept me as an apprentice, I will always kneel, and I will kneel once I see you!" Mo Ziqiang's voice became firmer.

He had a strong intuition that if he missed the person in front of him, he Mo Ziqiang would definitely regret it for the rest of his life.