In an inconspicuous inn in Dayang City.

Xue Yan sat on a chair, she was sitting on pins and needles at the moment, and there was a white screen in front of her, on which the images of the extreme battlefield were projected.

Naturally, this is Luo's masterpiece, and only it has this extremely rare martial art.

"Luo, what should I do, you go and help my brother. Xue Yan suddenly stood up from the chair, grabbed Luo, who had become human-sized, and said anxiously.

"It's too late now, don't worry, I believe this kid will always be able to turn evil into good fortune. Although Luo still had an insignificant look on his face, he could feel a slight nervousness from his tone.

Xue Yan didn't say anything more, she was not a stalker, let alone an unreasonable person, she knew that if Luo could help, she would definitely not stand idly by.

At this moment, looking at the situation on the white screen, Xue Yan silently kept tears, the only thing she can do now is to pray in her heart, pray that her brother can turn evil into good fortune, and pray that Mo Liji people have their own natural appearance.

"Brother, if you die, I won't live alone!" Xue Yan was firm in this belief and looked intently at what was going to happen next on the screen.

On the high platform of the extreme battlefield, Liu Gui and the city lord witnessed all this happening, but they didn't mean to make a move.

As far as they are concerned, although they have an appreciative attitude towards Mo Li, the young man in front of them is not a member of a big family, and secondly, they are not related to him, so there is no need to stiffen the relationship with Tianfeng Lou for the sake of a young man.

Even if Liu Gui is the envoy appointed to Dayang City by the Eight Great Sects, even if he holds the power of life and death for everyone in Dayang City, but if he wants to take root and gain a firm foothold in Dayang City, he can't get too stiff with these big families and big forces.

After all, the mountain is high and the emperor is far away, and the strong dragon can't suppress the ground snake.

The city lord and Liu Gui glanced at each other, and when they saw that each other didn't mean to make a move, they sat back on the chair knowing it.

"Tianfeng Tower, you brutes!" Jue Eleven was furious in his heart, screaming loudly outside the arena, but his voice couldn't suppress the uproar of the onlookers.

"Hey, is this a jealous talent?" Xia Zixi sat on the seat in the VIP area, looked at everything on the main battle platform, and said softly with some regret.

"Die!" Tianheng had already pressed in front of Mo Li, only to see a white flame enveloping the palm of his hand that slammed into Mo Li's head.

This is the martial art [White Flame Palm] that Tianfeng Tower does not pass on, and it belongs to the white martial art.

Mo Li lifted his spirit, ready to dodge the ferocious blow of Tianhengzhi.

"Give the old man a face, let him go!"

At this moment, a majestic voice seemed to come from the sky, enveloping the entire extreme battlefield, and everyone could hear it clearly.

"Before people arrive, but voices can come out of nowhere?"

Many people looked shocked, looked up at the sky, and wanted to search for the figure of the owner of the voice, but they only heard his voice and did not see him.

"No one can stop me from killing this beast today!" As his most beloved son was injured by Mo Li, Tianhengzhi had lost his mind.

When Tian Hengzhi's palm was already extremely close to Mo Li's head, a figure suddenly flashed in front of Mo Li.

"Boom!"

A dull voice sounded, and Tianhengzhi's body flew upside down.

Forcibly stabilized his body, Tianhengzhi clutched his chest, gritted his teeth, and glared at the mysterious person in front of him.

The man was about fifty years old, dressed in a scruffy linen coat, with dark skin and messy hair like a chicken's nest.

If it weren't for the temperament and power just shown, everyone would think that this person was a homeless wandering old man.

"Who is Your Excellency, and why do you want to interfere in the affairs of Tianfeng Tower?" Forcibly enduring the pain in his chest, Tianhengzhi put down his hands covering his chest, carried them, and asked as if nothing had happened.

"I'm not interested in interfering in the matter of Tianfeng Tower, but if you want to move him, this thing can't be done!" The sloppy old man grabbed a wine jug hanging from his waist, poured a few sips into his mouth, and said with a smile.

When the words fell, I saw him wave his one hand seemingly easily at will, and in an instant, a terrifying wave of qi erupted, forcing the sky to retreat again and again.

With just a casual stroke, he forced a Tianhengzhi who had broken through the middle sevenfold realm to retreat a few meters before he stabilized his body in embarrassment, which was really shocking.

With such strength, it has definitely broken through the initial realm and reached the three-open realm, or even higher.

The sudden appearance of the sloppy old man changed the original status quo and reversed the whole situation.

Tianhengzhi only now knows how stupid he is, and he dares to argue with people who are in the realm of three or more together.

His face kept changing, blue and purple, and he was panting, and he didn't know what to say.

"One is the city lord of Dayang City, and the other is an envoy of the Eight Great Sects, but he sits idly by and watches a genius almost be killed, really

It's chilling. The sloppy old man didn't pay any attention to Tianhengzhi at all, but turned his head to look at the city lord and Liu Gui on the high platform, and spoke.

What he said was not loud, it could be said to be an ordinary voice, but the sound spread was so loud and deafening!

The sloppy old man stood in front of Mo Li, poured the wine jug into his mouth again, drank a big gulp, and then wiped his mouth: "Cool!"

Mo Li stared at the sloppy old man, and he was also shocked in his heart.

Because, from the beginning, he did not see clearly that this old man appeared in front of him in this way.

"Thank you, senior!"

Mo Li paused, and then arched his hand.

The sloppy old man turned around, the whole person looked a little drunk, looked unsteady, hooked Mo Li's neck, and said with a mouthful of wine: "Little brother, do you still recognize me?"

Mo Li raised his eyes to look, and at this moment he saw clearly that the sloppy old man in front of him was not the beggar he had met earlier?

"It's a senior!" Mo Li said in surprise.

The old man smiled and poured another sip of wine: "The old man still owes a lot of gratitude to the little brother for the dragon scales, but the little brother has a spirit, which really scares the old man." ”

Moli is silent!

"Don't worry, the old man is not interested in men!" Seeing that Mo Li was a little evasive, the sloppy old man said bluntly.

After speaking, he was about to pour the wine in the flask into his mouth, but he sighed: "It's gone so soon?"

shook the wine jug, the sloppy old man was a little worried!

At this time, the city lord and Liu Gui had already walked down from the high platform and came to the sloppy old man.

The city lord is tall and mighty, quite majestic, and Liu Gui is a little scholarly.