Hearing Mo Lu's voice, the young man's eyes rolled, and he hurriedly shouted at Mo Lu: "Brother Xiao Ming, you came just in time, stand beside my brother, today my two brothers show their might, let them see how powerful Sha Luo is twins!"

So, the group of immortal slaves all turned their heads and stared at Mo Lu fiercely. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Xiao Ming?", Mo Lu stood expressionlessly in place, somehow, he suddenly remembered that more than ten days ago, in the blood mist on the periphery of the bone abyss, in order to move the trouble to Jiangdong, in the same situation, he did the same thing to the bewitching and mysterious masked woman.

However, he shouted "Xiaoli" at the time.

A handsome-looking man in this group of immortal slaves walked over, he carefully looked at Mo Lu's eyes, and found that Mo Lu didn't have the slightest spiritual power at all, and couldn't help sneering: "Sure enough, the Northern Wilderness is barbarian, a garbage without spiritual power and a waste spirit mapper can even be called two heroes?"

Mo Lu took a closer look, this man's posture was artificial, and his face was also smeared with a little fat powder, and he knew in his heart at the moment that these people must be from Nanzhou.

The gap between the north and the south of the Luolan Empire was huge, the capital Shangjing was located in Nanzhou, making the south extremely rich, while the north held the frontier and faced the desert, and the people were mostly barren.

The southerners live a delicate life, and even many men like rouge female fans, while the northerners are rough and have a shabby and simple life.

For thousands of years, the Luolan Empire has long formed a culture of valuing the south and the north. The southerners are extremely contemptuous of the northern frontier, and often call the northerners barbarians of the north.

Mo Lu couldn't help but take two steps back, not because he was afraid, but because he couldn't stand the smell of fat powder on this handsome man.

The young man who was surrounded by this group of southerners was like thunder, and scolded fiercely: "A group of southern girls! Young Master Ben built an ink pool at the age of fourteen, only three years later than the Wushuang County Lord, how can you say that he is also a generation of geniuses, how can you bully at will? Look at Young Master Ben and Brother Xiao Ming today to teach you what a real man is......

Northerners are often discriminated against, so they are also extremely disgusted with southerners, and they are called southern girls!

In the midst of the young man's incessant scolding, the faces of the southerners were gloomy, and the handsome man shouted angrily: "Give me a hard beating!"

"Wait!", seeing that the situation was not good, the young man raised his teacup and made a gesture to drink.

The spiritual liquid in the teacup emitted bursts of aroma, and there was a light mist rising up, and the appearance was extremely extraordinary.

"What is in this cup is the divine beast liquid! If you dare to take a step forward, this young master will immediately drink the spiritual liquid and transform into a giant gorilla beast, hehe......", the young man sneered: "Don't blame me for destroying the 'flower' with my hot hands then, but just you rotten chrysanthemum and rotten wood, destroy and stab it, maybe it can bloom more vividly, wahaha!"

This group of southerners had been frightened by the spiritual liquid in the cup, and they all stopped, their faces hesitant. But hearing him speak, it became more and more unbearable, and finally I couldn't bear it anymore and rushed forward!

The boy was shocked, raised his head and drank the spiritual liquid in the teacup!

Seeing his movements, everyone was shocked, and forcibly stopped the momentum of rushing forward, staring at him tightly with a pair of eyes, and a few even quietly moved a few steps back, as if they were ready to run at any time.

The young man waved his hand at Mo Lu triumphantly, "Brother Xiao Ming, you sit firmly on the Diaoyutai and see how my brother and I crush them!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly turned his head and ran, rushed out of the crowd, and ran straight towards Mo Lu.

"Brother Xiao Ming, you go first, I'll help you stop them!"

The young man shouted impassionedly, but he ran fast under his feet, and in a moment he had already passed Mo Lu's side.

Suddenly, the handsome man's body suddenly surged with spiritual power, and an iron hook suddenly flew out of his ink pool, hooking the young man's leg and tripping him to the ground!

As a result, a crackling sound of punching and kicking, and the miserable howl like killing a pig, suddenly resounded through this piece of immortal mountain peaks.

"Brother Xiao Ming, come and save me......! Tap, don't slap in the face, woo!"

Hearing the young man's cry for help, the handsome man looked at Mo Lu, who was ragged and covered in blood, and sneered disdainfully, "This barbarian garbage can't even stand on his feet, I'm afraid that I'm already trembling with fright at this moment, and I still expect him to save you?"

"I'm really scared," Mo Lu sighed suddenly.

"If you know you're afraid, get out of the way, don't be an eyesore!", the handsome man turned around and waved his hand casually, and a stream of spiritual power flew out of his hand and attacked towards Mo Lu!

Suddenly, a cold aura suddenly came from behind, and the handsome man turned around, but only saw a fist!

Bang! He was beaten and flew out! After landing on the ground, he still stood unsteadily, fell to his knees, and spurted a mouthful of blood from his body!

The rest of the Nanzhou people who were beating the teenagers in a group were stunned, and they looked at Mo Lu blankly, their expressions as if they had seen a ghost.

An ordinary person without spiritual power can actually knock a spirit map master away with a single punch?

Mo Lu shook his head and looked at the handsome man who was kneeling on the ground and vomiting blood, "You misunderstood, I said I was scared because I was afraid that I would shoot too hard."

The rest of the southerners finally reacted, they gave up the teacup boys, and rushed towards Mo Lu one after another!

At the same time, a spiritual map poured out of everyone's body, most of them were ordinary swords and the like, and it could be seen that the qualifications of these people were extremely mediocre, and they were much worse than Ning Zhenqing and others in the outer city.

Mo Lu's face was slightly pale, and the action just now touched his wound, and at this time, the clothes in front of his chest and abdomen were once again wet with blood.

But his face still did not change, his hands flipped over, the double knives were already in his hands, and his body moved, passing through the crowd!

With a dense exchange of Jin Ge, Mo Lu was already standing in front of the teacup boy, and two more shallow wounds were added to his back, a knife wound and a sword wound.

However, the two people who had slashed Mo Lu did not show the slightest joy, and at this time they were looking down at their spirit maps, with extremely shocked expressions on their faces.

This sword, one sword, two spirit diagrams, was actually cut out of several cracks!

"Brother, you are so powerful!, you can actually cut the spirit map?", the teacup boy fell to the ground, his mouth still not idle.

"What's the use of your spirit map?", Mo Lu barely stood up straight, just now he only used half a move of the Yin Yang Phantom Blade, but he had exhausted his last strength, it was a miracle to be able to stand at this moment, as long as this group of Nanzhou people rushed over again, the two of them could only be abused.

"When I pour spiritual power into a teacup, I will conjure up a cup of spiritual liquid, each cup of spiritual liquid is different, sometimes it can turn me into a beast or even a dragon, sometimes it can heal and detoxify, sometimes it has no effect, uh...... It's like what a glass just now."

"He's no longer good!", as the two were talking, the handsome man who was punched away by Mo Lu got up, and he stared at Mo Lu resentfully, "Let these two Northern Barbarians taste the power of our southerners!"

"Quick, have another drink!", Mo Lu said in a deep voice.

When this group of Nanzhou people rushed over again with spiritual weapons in hand, the young man behind Mo Lu raised the teacup in his hand and drank all the spiritual liquid in the cup!

In the next moment, all the southerners who rushed to kill flew out upside down!

With a wild roar, a black giant ape the size of a small mountain appeared in front of Mo Lu's eyes!