The pitch-black cloak hunted in the cold wind, and the people who came to the ground were like a wisp of wind floating up, falling on the big ding in the front hall, looking at Mo Qingge, he smiled and asked: "Xiao Dongting, the lord of Lianyun Village, shows people with a mask all the year round, why does Your Excellency see that the contemptible person is Xiao Dongting?"

Mo Qingge said leisurely: "Since the mask can be worn, it can naturally be taken off, and at the moment, in addition to you, there are ten not weak breaths approaching, plus the three Wu Kuang who have already been on the road, isn't it just the number of thirteen, I heard that there are thirteen strong generals under the command of Xiao Dongting in Yunzhai, is it all a coincidence?"

"Of course it's not a coincidence, Your Excellency didn't guess wrong, the contemptible person is indeed Xiao Dongting. ”

Xiao Dongting generously admitted, and immediately asked: "That claw crushed Wu Kuang's throat, and with one palm shattered the arms of the evil monk, and shattered the white soft sword, who is your Excellency? What is your identity? ”

Mo Qingge laughed loudly: "Contemptible Mo, the grass word is frivolous, now he is just a nobody, compared to the Xiao Zhai master who is not famous, but over time, the name Mo Qingfang will definitely move the world, at least louder than the three words Xiao Dongting." ”

In the face of Mo Qingge's provocative words, Xiao Dongting not only did not have the slightest sense of annoyance, but instead smiled and said: "Your Excellency is young, you have such a cultivation, it is indeed extraordinary, and the future is unlimited, but the problem is, Your Excellency is about to face a choice that determines whether Your Excellency will have a famous day in the future?"

Mo Qingge's eyes sank slightly, just now he acted wildly and provocatively, intending to arouse Xiao Dongting's anger, make his mood float, and expose flaws that he shouldn't have, so that he could take advantage of it, but reality once again proved a fact to Mo Qingge, the brain-dead of the rotten street in the novel is definitely rarer than rare in reality.

Not only is the kung fu of meditating and practicing qi very powerful, but even the kung fu of qi cultivation is also very good, and the joy and anger are completely invisible.

At this time, the ten people who followed Yan Bieli also walked into the courtyard, and stood in the shape of two wings behind Yan Bieli, including a white-haired old man holding a ghost-headed cane, a purple-shirted beauty with a silver whip around her waist, and a middle-aged man in Tsing Yi with a double hook upside down......

Seven of the Heavenly Peaks, three of the Early Days!

Mo Qingge's gaze hurriedly swept over the ten people, and he already had a general understanding of the strength of the ten people, raised his sword eyebrows, and asked loudly: "Then I don't know what the choice in the mouth of the master of Xiao Zhai refers to? ”

Xiao Dongting's face was indifferent, and he raised his two fingers and said: "You have two choices, leave or stay, choose one of the two, if Your Excellency chooses to leave, killing Wu Kuang and the three of you, you can not blame the past, with your talent, it is not a problem to be famous in the world......

The corners of Mo Qingge's mouth showed a playful smile, and he said, "Then what if I choose to stay?"

Xiao Dongting's tone suddenly became much colder, and said: "The result left is that Your Excellency is still a nobody until you die, and there is no future to speak of, and this deserted Lonely Zen Temple is the burial place of Your Excellency, of course, it is more likely that there is no corpse in the dead, and the wild wolves and wild dogs nearby will be fed for nothing!"

"Does the head of the Yan family think that there are many people...... Just eat Mo?" Mo Qingge laughed, then stared at Xiao Dongting with burning eyes, and said lightly: "Master Xiao, you and I might as well make a bet?"

"Our village master ......" An old dwarf man was about to show his loyalty and open his mouth to reprimand Mo Qingge, but Xiao Dongting raised his hand in time to stop him.

Looking at Mo Qingge, Xiao Dongting smiled indifferently: "Say, what do you want to bet on?

Mo Qingge looked at the gloomy sky and grinned: "Just bet that you and I will die here tonight, as for the bet, it is naturally the net worth of both you and me!"

"Your Excellency's bet has been accepted. ”

After Mo Qingge's life-and-death bet, Xiao Dongting's whole body was full of fighting intent, and the qi machine locked Mo Qingge from afar, turned around and commanded the ten people who appeared behind him:

"I'll deal with him, you go after the others, remember, kill him cleanly, don't leave a single person alive! Especially Miss Jiang San, I want to see her head." ”

"Yes!"

The ten people said yes respectfully, and then they each cast their own methods, and they were about to pass over both sides of Mo Qingge!

"Have you asked Mo's opinion?"

With a cold snort, Mo Qingge forcibly broke free from Yan Bieli's qi lock, not caring about doing this, he would be spied on by him and give him a fatal blow.

With both hands raised, Mo Qingge's big sleeves beckoned the wind, and out of thin air, a huge spiral suction force was born, incorporating all the raindrops within a radius of a few zhang into his sleeves, and then his sleeves shook, and in an instant, two wind dragons flew out with a roar, carrying thousands of cold rays, and swept towards the ten people.

Suddenly attacked, the two people with the fastest body skills were the first to be taken care of, under the hurricane-like energy, the body stagnated, and the true qi of the body was instantly pierced by the needle rain, and the blood splashed all over the body, and they were shot into hedgehogs by thousands of cold rays.

The other eight people really seemed to have crossed the sea, each using their magical powers to raise their breath and stabilize their bodies, or retreat backwards to resist the fierce wind and dense needle rain.

After the death of two subordinates, Xiao Dongting didn't feel much heartache, but frowned and said lightly: "Your Excellency is inevitably a little overbearing, no matter how bad a few of them are, they can be regarded as a master, each with their own unique skills, Your Excellency forcibly left them, do you think you don't die fast enough?"

Mo Qingge laughed loudly, and his laughter revealed a strong sense of disdain.

"As far as they are concerned, they are also masters? It is a blessing to be able to make one or two moves under Mo! These two masters on the ground are the best proof of this!"

As soon as these words came out, the other eight people were suddenly furious, if it weren't for the power of Mo Qingge's blow, it was really terrifying, I was afraid that I would not be able to hold back the anger in my heart for a long time, and the killing would come up.

Xiao Dongting shook his head and smiled, and the next moment, a little big tripod on his toes, swept towards Mo Qingge, the scorching gas in his palm suddenly dispersed, and the falling raindrops were evaporated by this scorching breath and turned into hazy mist, Xiao Dongting swept all the way, like carrying a fog dragon with smoke churning, and the momentum was terrifying.

Before the palm strength came, the rolling heat wave had already arrived, and Mo Qingge felt as if he was under the poisonous sun of the desert, and the whole person seemed to be set on fire.

Big cold!

Mo Qingge's two fingers were tightly closed, and the volley without the slightest bit of fireworks was lit out, and a cold wind suddenly rose on the flat ground, and the ground was covered with a layer of frost visible to the naked eye, like returning to the cold winter wax moon!

The palms and fingers struck, the heat and cold intertwined and collided, the air condensed, and then it seemed to set off a monstrous wave, and the cracked bluestone ground was shattered one after another, and was swept by the wind to the surroundings.

The figures of Mo Qingge and Xiao Dongting flew out from the center of the storm at the same time, but Mo Qingge's face was red, and Xiao Dongting's face was blue, obviously each injured by each other's heat and cold.

On the way to fly, Mo Qingge's expression suddenly changed, his right foot stepped on the ground, the whole person flipped sideways and flew upward, a piece of stone grinding size, an iron cone with chains flew under him, and smashed heavily on the eaves corner on the right side of the front hall.

The force of this iron cone is more than ten thousand, and if it is smashed on the body, I am afraid that it will be smashed into a ball of flesh in an instant.

In the midst of the rumbling, Mo Qingge heard an unusual sound again, which was the sound of a sharp blade cutting through the air.

I saw a man in Tsing Yi with strange arms appear above Mo Qingge, and when he was face to face, the corners of his mouth showed a cruel smile, holding the parting hook with both hands, and the hook was sharp, holding it without spitting, turning into a piece of blue and white light and shadow and cutting down, as if he was going to cut off Mo Qingge's waist and dismantle eight pieces.

The man in Tsing Yi has a good light skill, and the timing he chose is very good, it is the perfect time for Mo Qingge to raise his true qi and avoid the fatal blow of the iron cone, the old force is not exhausted, the new force is not born, and he is in the air, it is difficult to dodge the perfect time to attack.

If it were an ordinary person, it would really be fatal, but Mo Qingge was obviously not an ordinary person.

"Hey! If you want to take advantage of the fire to rob, Mo Mou told you to know what it means to set yourself on fire!