"Who allowed you to go?" At this moment, Mo Yan suddenly spoke.

After a few flights of his body, he stopped in front of Yang Lin and the others, and his speed was no less than that of ordinary body quenching realm cultivators, which was very terrifying.

"What? Could it be that you still want to keep us?" Seeing this, Yang Lin's face turned blue with anger, and he roared loudly: "Mo Yan, don't think that if you have a little strength, you can run rampant and be lawless! Not to mention that you haven't become an outer disciple yet, even if you do, even if you become an inner disciple, a core disciple, and kill your fellow disciples, you will be brutally punished!"

"Don't get excited, who said I'm going to kill you?" Mo Yan waved his hand, he didn't want to be charged with mutilating his fellow disciples for no reason.

"Then what do you mean by stopping us?" Yang Lin's anger did not diminish in the slightest, thinking that since he became an outer disciple of the White Lotus Sect, he had never been so aggrieved as he was today, and he was actually forced to this by a miscellaneous disciple, which was really extremely humiliating.

"Hmph, you killed my brother, do you want to just walk away?" Mo Yan pointed at Yuan Fei who fell to the ground, his face was cold.

"Then what are you going to do?" Yang Lin didn't expect Mo Yan to actually fight with him for a small miscellaneous disciple, and the anger in his heart was almost irrepressible.

"It's nothing, it's just that the palm you just performed is good, hand it over, and I'll let you go." "Mo Yan has a good time to say, he broke through to the Na Ling Realm, and soon he will go to participate in the assessment of the outer disciples, in order to ensure that nothing goes wrong, it is a good choice to learn a martial art.

"What are you talking about, don't even think about it!" The grievance and anger in Yang Lin's heart could no longer be suppressed, he jumped out and pointed at Mo Yan's nose with his intact left hand and scolded, "This human-level primary martial art was finally obtained by me after completing many sect tasks and going through a lot of hardships. Now, you want to get your hands on it with just one sentence. I'm telling you, dreaming!"

"Oh. Mo Yan was not angry, but squinted his eyes and looked at Yang Lin's left hand, and said lightly: "It's okay if you don't want to hand it over, but I don't dare to guarantee that your left hand will not repeat the mistake of your right hand." ”

Although Mo Yan's tone was warm and bland, the threat contained in it could be heard even by a fool.

Hearing this, Yang Lin's face instantly turned the color of pig liver, and his left hand trembled slightly, the pain of his right arm being broken just now, he didn't want to try again.

Moreover, he is in a hurry to leave now, because he plans to find someone to treat his right arm, so as not to leave any sequelae and hinder his cultivation in the future, which will be very bad.

If his left arm was also broken by Mo Yan, then his life would be ruined, let alone become a strong person like the White Lotus Sect Master, I am afraid that he would not even be able to step into the Quenching Body Realm.

Seeing the hesitation in Yang Lin's heart, Mo Yan planned to add another dose of fierce material, he looked around Yang Lin and looked at the three Luo Wen who were hiding behind him, with a demonic smile on his face: "You three, why don't you speak now when you are troublesome to me on weekdays?" Yang Lin is an outer disciple, and I can't deal with him because of the door rules. But the three of you, if you die, you will die, and the sect won't care too much, at most you will punish me a little. ”

"Ink Death, you...... You...... You ......" Hearing this, Rowan was so frightened that he was incoherent, and his body trembled like chaff, "I tell you, don't mess around, so many people are watching, you don't fall into the devil's path and become a murderous demon." ”

"What a joke! Now talk to me about righteousness and people's hearts, when you bullied the weak and were domineering in the past, why didn't you see you say?" Mo Yan sneered, he could see what shamelessness was, "You can leave alive if you want, as long as your cousin hands over that martial art, I will not blame the past." ”

"Are you serious?" Rowan was overjoyed.

"Really. Mo Yan nodded.

"Cousin, as the so-called people are under the eaves, they have to bow their heads, you should give the broken stone palm to this kid first, and when we succeed in cultivating and improve our realm in the future, it will not be too late to find the field again. Luo Wen approached Yang Lin's ear and whispered persuasion, but he didn't see that his cousin had been so angry that one Buddha was born and the second Buddha ascended to heaven.

Finding that Yang Lin didn't move, Rowan thought he hadn't heard, and chattered endlessly, which finally angered Yang Lin completely.

I saw Yang Lin suddenly turn around, raise his left hand, and give Luo Wen a hard slap, knocking this cousin to the ground, and a visible face swollen into a big steamed bun.

Luo Wen was completely blinded, looked at Yang Lin in a daze, and said inarticulate for a long time: "Woo...... Cousin, you ...... What are you hitting me for?"

"Idiot, shut up for me, I'll teach you a lesson when I go back!" Yang Lin glared at Luo Wen with hatred, his face was blue and red, and finally gritted his teeth, took out a silk-wrapped book from his arms, and threw it to Mo Yan: "This is the cultivation secret book of the Broken Stone Palm, but no one can snatch my things." Mo Yan, you wait for me, one day, I will definitely get back the shame I received today, with interest!"

"Yes, I'll wait for you, but I'm afraid you won't have that chance. Mo Yan didn't care about Yang Lin's intimidation, he had just broken through to the Naling Realm, he could defeat him, would he still be afraid of his revenge in the future?

"Let's go!"

Yang Lin took Luo Wen and the three of them out of the laundry pool with gloomy faces, and today he was planted.

Originally, he heard his cousin's complaints, and came to avenge him, but he didn't expect that the revenge was not only not repaid, but was taught a hard lesson by others, and even the martial arts with his own order were taken away, and the loss was not small, and in an instant, he had the intention of chopping Rowan to death with one palm.

"Mo Yan, congratulations on breaking through to the Naling Realm, and you are about to become an outer disciple, and from now on you will ascend to the sky in one step!"

"When you become an outer disciple, you must not forget us!"

"Mo Yan, today you can be regarded as a bad breath for us, that Luo Wen, who relies on his cousin on weekdays, is rampant and domineering among the miscellaneous disciples, and acts recklessly. You've taught him a hard lesson, it's really gratifying!"

Seeing Yang Lin and the others leaving, the many miscellaneous disciples who were standing around watching the play suddenly stepped forward, and their expressions were flattering and close to Mo Yan.

These people usually ignore Mo Yan, and even insult him, but now Mo Yan shows a bright future, and he immediately comes over to talk about it, which can really be described as a group of snobs.

For these people, Mo Yan really didn't have much good impression in his heart, so he sent these people away after a few perfunctory words.

Wuxiang stood up with his injuries, limped to Mo Yan's side, looked at Yuan Fei who had fallen to the ground and died, and said in a very sad tone: "Mo Yan, Yuan Fei is dead, how can we explain to his parents?"

"Well, take a step, look at it! I hope his parents can withstand the blow of losing their son. Mo Yan shook his head and sighed, he didn't have any good way, after all, people can't be resurrected after death, even if Yang Lin is killed, it won't help.

"Ahem...... Mo Yan, Wuxiang, you two are unrighteous, who told you that I am dead, fat masters, if you don't help me up, if I don't heal my injuries, I will really have to report to the underworld!"

Just when Mo Yan and Wuxiang were extremely sad, a weak, but slightly obscene voice suddenly sounded.

Hearing this voice, Mo Yan and Wuxiang were stunned for a moment, and then glanced at each other, both seeing the shock and joy in each other's eyes.

Without saying a word, the two hurriedly looked down at the ground, only to find that Yuan Fei, who was lying motionless on the ground a moment ago, like a dead pig, actually sat up at this time, looking at them with a resentful face.

"Huh, Yuan Fei, weren't you stabbed to death with a sword? Why did you come back to life again?"

Wuxiang "spoke" and said, although he has no facial features, but he can make a sound, very strange, and never need to eat, but he will not feel the slightest hunger, if you talk about the degree of strangeness, Mo Yan's so-called "Death Star" is nothing compared to him.

"You...... Wuxiang, did you talk like that?" Yuan Fei raised his eyebrows and said very unhappily: "What? Do you really want me to not wake up?"

"No, no, there is no such thing, you can wake up, I am too late to be happy, how can I curse you to die?" Wuxiang quickly explained, he was simple-hearted, honest and honest, but he didn't know how to speak.

"Yuan Fei, you don't want to sell it, tell me quickly, what's the matter? I obviously saw Yang Lin stabbing you in the back with a sword, why are you like a nobody?" Mo Yan was very curious.

"This is thanks to my father's foresight. Yuan Fei scratched his head and took off the coat on his body, revealing a black vest he was wearing inside.

Mo Yan glanced at it and was taken aback: "This is a steel vest?

"If it weren't for my dad forcing me to wear this iron bump, saying that it would be a way to exercise my body, build up my strength, and prepare for breaking through to the Na Ling Realm, I wouldn't have worn it! Yuan Fei knocked on the steel vest on his body, making a crisp sound, but there was a scared expression on his face.

If it weren't for the fact that this steel vest had blocked most of the force of Yang Lin's stabbing sword before, so that it hadn't touched the vital parts of Yuan Fei's body, he might have died.

"It's okay. Wuxiang smiled and said: "The ancients said that blessings and misfortunes lurk, and disasters and blessings rely on, this sentence is not wrong at all." You can escape with your life this time, but all of it is the credit of this steel vest, as the so-called catastrophe does not die, there will be a blessing in the future, you can repair it well, maybe it will come in handy in the future. ”

"Yo, I can't see that you still have this opinion?" said Yuan Feiqi.

"It's just that you're alone. As Wuxiang spoke, a face with no facial features trembled slightly, ordinary people would definitely be scared half to death when they saw it, but for Mo Yan and Yuan Fei, who had long been surprised, there was no disobedience.