The battle situation was reversed in an instant, Mo Xuan injured two people in a row, and the imperial energy in his body was also exhausted, although the "Brilliant Heavenly Decision" could quickly replenish the loss, but it was only the body of the primary battle body, but it could not overload the imperial energy for a long time.

"The imp is looking for death—"

Suddenly, there was an angry roar in the distance, but it was a middle-aged man, full of anger, and rushed over.

In the stride, the surface of the skin flashed with a white jade-colored metallic luster, and it had already entered the state of battle.

He is Xueyue's second uncle, He Xianming, a fifth-order warrior, and it is his precious son who has just been slashed into the back by Mo Xuan with a metal axe and suffers a heavy blow.

This time, they wanted to find Mo Xuan's trouble and teach him a lesson, and He Xianming supported him.

Mo Xuan, who didn't know how to be polite, was very annoyed in his eyes, and Xue Yue was too intimate with him, so he wanted to find an opportunity to teach him a lesson.

It's just that as an elder, it's not good for him to come forward in person, and a few juniors can teach him a good lesson.

Unexpectedly, Mo Xuan injured three people in a row, and even his precious son suffered heavy losses.

Where can He Xianming, who has been hiding in the shadows, be able to endure it, and just found a suitable excuse and reason, he rushed out in a rage, and he wanted to punish this little ghost with his own hands.

A fifth-order fighter is not trivial, he is already an elder-level strength, no weaker than He Qianling.

One stride was ten meters, and the figure flashed, approaching Mo Xuan in an instant.

The whole body emperor can agitate, carrying terrifying power, and pounce on Mo Xuan.

This power is not at all comparable to that of a third- or fourth-order warrior.

Mo Xuan stood on the high stone steps, watching He Xianming rush out, his face turned slightly cold.

Hit the small one, come out of the old one?

What a bunch of boring humans.

Mo Xuan suddenly stomped his foot.

"Boom-"

These hundred steps shook violently, and under the steps, it was like a terrifying force awakening and erupting.

Stone pieces shattered and rolled in all directions, with a terrifying sound.

Those young people of He Mansion were frightened by this sudden appearance and screamed, and they crawled around and retreated.

was stronger than He Xianming, and he was also stunned, but he didn't have time to think about it, because a large number of stones that were lifted up in front of him hit him.

Buried in these hundred steps, after hundreds of years of wind and rain, the ancestral weapon of He Fu, which has never moved, finally woke up completely at this moment.

The first burst of power blew up the hundred steps, and countless rubble tumbled.

He Xianming roared angrily, until now he didn't recognize that this was the power of his He clan's ancestral weapon.

Emperor Neng puffed his whole body, punching out one punch after another, and in an instant, every stone that smashed over was shattered by the fist he carried with the strong Emperor Neng.

It's just that the energy carried by these countless stones is too terrifying, and the impact makes him retreat step by step, and in his chest, qi and blood surge.

He Huizu's weapon erupted at this time, and the power was too strong, and the huge explosion caused by it alarmed the entire He Mansion.

The people who were alarmed didn't know what was happening, and everyone looked sideways and looked towards the backyard.

Immediately after, one after another, the people of the He clan rushed towards this backyard.

And in one of the halls of this He Mansion, there was a group of people who were also alarmed.

In this group of people, there are two brothers and sisters, Xueyang Xueyue, and their parents Xue Qingshan and He Xianshu are also present.

In addition to them, there are also many important people in He Fu.

Even He Qianling, who is an elder, can only accompany the last seat.

Sitting in the middle was a noble-looking palace lady.

She looked kind-eyed, looking at the pair of beautiful people in front of her, with a satisfied look on her face.

This palace lady is Deng Bijun, the wife of He Qianqiu, the lord of the He Mansion.

One of them is Xue Yue, and the other is a young man of twenty-three or four.

This young man was born with a face like a crown of jade, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and a handsome appearance.

His bearing was also very calm, and although he looked young, he had a majesty of his own, which made people dare not underestimate him because of his youth.

This young man is none other than He Jing, the young lord of the He Mansion.

He Jing is the most outstanding genius in He Mansion in the past hundred years, legend has it that at the age of eighteen he has been recognized by the ancestors, and has obtained a great opportunity, and then he has been in retreat for many years.

This time, Deng Bijun, the wife of the mansion lord, summoned Xueyue to let her meet He Jing.

He Jing knew that he had a fiancée who he had never met, and the elders of Xue He and He had booked it for them.

All along, he has devoted himself to cultivation and has no intention of men and women.

However, He Jing is very filial, it is his mother's intention, and the other party has come to He Mansion again, it doesn't hurt to see himself, if he doesn't like it, he can find a way to push it off in the future.

However, after seeing Xueyue, He Jing was quite satisfied.

The snow moon is like a hollow valley orchid, delicate and cute, He Jing had a good impression of her at first sight.

And after Xueyue saw He Jing, she didn't like it or hated it, she just wanted to deal with it as soon as possible, so that she could sneak away to the backyard to find Mo Xuan's seniors.

A group of people were chatting when suddenly a loud explosion was heard in the distance.

This sound came from the ancestral hall in the backyard.

Everyone in the hall was taken aback and stood up.

He Jing moved faster than everyone else, and as soon as his figure flickered, he rushed out first.

When He Jing arrived, the hundred-step stone steps in front of this ancestral hall were completely destroyed, and there were children of He Mansion everywhere, and the number of people who rushed over had exceeded a hundred.

He Xianming was roaring angrily, but he retreated, and suddenly, he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, which had already been shocked.

In front of him, there was a young man dressed in black, with an indifferent expression, casually gesturing, and stepping on a quaint rectangular stone on his feet.

The entire hundred-step stone, all the others were damaged, only this stone, intact, and even the surface glowed with a faint blue light.

He Jing only glanced at it, and his heart was shocked.

When he was eighteen years old, he got the ancestral artifact induction, and in the entire He Mansion, except for the mansion owner, only he recognized this stone, which was the mysterious ancestral artifact of He Mansion.

Who is this black-clothed young man, and how can he activate the power in the ancestral weapon?

Isn't this ancestral weapon of He Mansion only worthy of being used by himself?

"Get out of the way—" He Jing suddenly roared.

The group of He Fu disciples blocking in front of him trembled, and when they saw He Jing, they hurriedly got out of the way.

He Jing strode in, and with each step, he left a deep footprint on the ground, the white clothes were agitating, and the emperor on the surface of the body was boiling, scraping the ground, flying sand and stones.

Mo Xuan borrowed the power of the ancestral weapon, and shocked He Xianming to vomit blood and retreat, in all directions, he shouted angrily and rudely, and a few people made a move, all of them were elders of He Mansion, and their strength was comparable to He Xianming.

An outsider dares to come to He Mansion to provoke and even injure the elders of He Mansion, this is a great shame, how can they endure it?