"Brother Zhi Chong, while the Jiang family's people deal with that Mo Wen, why don't we take away that generous order?"

In the Zhou family's camp, a thin young man walked up to another blue-clothed young man and rolled his eyes. His eyes stole a black altar a few hundred meters away.

The altar was not far from them, only more than five hundred meters, and with their ability, they could naturally pass it in the blink of an eye.

On the altar, there was a generous order, which was what determined the final head of this trial. If you can take down that piece of Dafang Order and bring it back to the sect, you will be the next head of the Dafang faction.

"Don't fight the idea of a generous order."

Zhou Zhichong glared at his cousin fiercely, and scolded in a low voice: "How many times have I told you, we came to participate in this head trial, just pretending, don't have any intentions for that head position, don't you see the other two, don't care about the generous order at all?" ”

In fact, this head trial, for the other three families, is just a formality. The elders of the family had long warned them that during the trial, whether they had the ability or not, they should not get their hands on the master token.

Because the next head will inevitably be the Jiang family, and no one dares to fight with the Jiang family.

"What are you afraid of! That Jiang family is inevitably too deceitful and too much, aren't we a family that has been inherited by the Dafang faction for hundreds of years, why do they step on our heads everywhere. Moreover, our old master is not also a peerless powerhouse in the fetal breath realm, with the old master here, are you still afraid that their Jiang family will not succeed. ”

The young man said with some indignation, the Jiang family oppressed the other three families everywhere, but the family didn't let go of a single fart, which was inevitably a little too aggrieved.

"You shut up for me, listen to me anyway, don't cause trouble for the family."

Zhou Zhichong scolded his cousin with a cold face. The Jiang family has long been unethical, unruly, and stronger than others, so why should they fight with the Jiang family? The Wang family twenty years ago was not a bloody example.

Seeing that Zhou Zhichong was angry, the young man looked to the side with some unnatural eyes, and closed his mouth silently.

……

"Don't ask the little cub, kill you in three moves."

Jiang Mingxiao smiled coldly, stepped out, and a powerful aura emanated from his body. The surging pressure towards Mo Wen is comparable to the middle stage of the Bao Dan realm, and it seems that it is only a little short of the late stage of the Bao Dan realm.

No wonder he can become the leader of the Jiang family's young and middle-aged generation, at such a young age, he has such cultivation, which is really unusual.

In fact, in this head trial, the Jiang family has already designated Jiang Mingxiao as the next head to take over Jiang Qinghong's position.

Put it in the whole Dafang faction. The young generation is Jiang Mingxiao's cultivation is the highest, and others are always a little inferior to him, so he naturally has a very strong self-confidence.

Mo Wen hooked his lips and smiled, still standing in place. With his hands on his back, he didn't seem to have the slightest sense of imminent battle.

"Arrogance."

Jiang Mingxiao saw Mo Wen's casual attitude, and his heart suddenly became angry, and he stepped out. The coercion was a little stronger again, and at the same time, a punch slammed into Mo Wen's face.

The moment the punch is thrown. The surrounding space seemed to collapse for a moment, so the air was instantly repelled, forming a temporary vacuum.

The square fist appeared again, but Jiang Mingxiao showed it, and the effect was naturally very ordinary, far from being comparable to Jiang Youxi.

"I don't know if the elder of your Jiang family will save you before killing you."

Mo Wen still carried his hands behind his back, looking at Jiang Mingxiao indifferently, as if he didn't notice the fist that was about to hit him at all, but inexplicably said something that Jiang Mingxiao didn't understand.

In an instant, Jiang Mingxiao punched Mo Wen's body.

But the seemingly fierce punch hit Mo Wen without making a sound at all, like a stone sinking into the sea, only stirring up a little ripple.

"How is that possible!"

Jiang Mingxiao's eyes widened, and he looked at Mo Wen in disbelief, the square fist he unleashed with all his strength, even a huge rock, could be smashed into pieces, let alone flesh and blood.

Mo Wen didn't dodge or dodge, and relied on his body to take a punch from him, but there was nothing at all, and his body didn't move at all. On the contrary, it was him, who took three or four steps back in succession, and a terrifying rebound instantly knocked him out of his internal injuries.

The corners of Mo Wen's mouth hooked up a sneer, stretched out a hand slightly, and the next moment, a huge black claw appeared in mid-air, grabbing Jiang Mingxiao in his hand without any suspense. In the face of Mo Wen's casual claw, Jiang Mingxiao had almost no power to resist.

His cultivation in the middle of the Bao Dan realm could not play any role at this time, and that strange claw directly compressed his internal qi in his body, no matter how huge his internal qi was, it was like a child facing an adult.

"Old thing, if you don't come out again, I'm afraid your Jiang family's genius will die in my hands."

A gleam flashed in Mo Wen's eyes, and he glanced at the tree hole with deep meaning. With a thought in his heart, the claws that grabbed Jiang Mingxiao suddenly tightened, squeezing into the middle, and the terrifying huge force compressed Jiang Mingxiao's body into a ball, and the bones continued to make a clattering and squeezing sound.

Jiang Mingxiao's face was pale, and the intense pain made him scream subconsciously, he desperately ran his internal qi to resist the terrifying power, but he was not the opponent of that power at all, if he continued, he was afraid that he would become a persimmon and burst directly.

"Help......

The deep fear and panic made Jiang Mingxiao subconsciously cry out for help, and the threat of death made him no longer care about dignity and face.

Not far away, those who were watching were dumbfounded, who would have thought that Jiang Mingxiao would be so vulnerable when he met Mo Wen, almost without the power to resist, and he was abused so miserably in the blink of an eye.

At the same time, they couldn't understand why Mo Wen was so strong, Jiang Mingxiao was an ancient martial artist in the middle of the Baodan realm, and among them, he was second to none in strength. In terms of strength, Jiang Mingxiao is almost a lot worse.

thought that Mo Wen would not be Jiang Mingxiao's opponent, but the result was so dramatic that it was jaw-dropping.

What three kills don't ask, it's just a joke.

Those members of the Jiang family, looking at Jiang Mingxiao so miserable, had the heart to go to the rescue, they could think that they were not as good as Jiang Mingxiao, and it might be even more miserable to go up to save him, and they all hesitated one by one, and no one dared to stand up and speak for half a sound.

"Waste one."

An eerie voice suddenly came out of the tree hole, and the next moment a black figure slowly walked out of the tree hole, looking at Jiang Mingxiao expressionlessly, and a look of disappointment flashed in the old man's eyes.

Mo Wen made a move on Jiang Mingxiao, just to force him out, and he naturally understood it in his heart. Otherwise, with Mo Wen's ability, he would be able to kill that kid almost instantly, so why bother.

The reason why he didn't make a move and hid in the shadows was because he wanted to see what these young talents of the Jiang family would look like after meeting Mo Wen.

But the result disappointed him, compared to Mo Wen, those so-called geniuses are simply scum. It's not just a question of strength, but also a question of psychology. Not only Jiang Mingxiao, but everyone else's expressions made him very dissatisfied.

"Don't ask, you surprised me, I was surprised more today than I have in the past year."

Jiang Quanfu glanced at Mo Wen gloomily, and said slowly, at the same time, with a wave of his hand, a gray light flashed, and it hit Mo Wen's Taiyin claw that grabbed Jiang Mingxiao, and the strong internal qi directly smashed Mo Wen's Taiyin claw.

Jiang Mingxiao got out of trouble and fell to the ground, gasping for breath, his eyes full of horror and fear. He had almost walked around the ghost gate just now, and he didn't even know why such a terrible thing happened.

"But the stronger you are, the stronger my desire to kill you, since you yourself ran to the generous faction to die, then I will fulfill you."

Jiang Quanfu waved his hand, and a violent wind blew, directly sweeping Jiang Mingxiao dozens of meters away, and at the same time, a terrifying momentum was released from his body, fiercely surging towards Mo Wen, enveloping Mo Wen's group, and the power of the fetal breath realm was fully displayed for a while.

"Let's do it. I'd like to learn what your Dafang faction is capable of. ”

Mo Wen lowered his eyes and said indifferently.

Jiang Quanfu's appearance, he was not surprised, and it was even in his plan. In fact, the purpose of killing the Jiang family's high-profile Baodan realm powerhouses before was to lure out the Jiang family's fetal interest.

In other words, Mo Wen has always been fishing, and the target is a big fish.

With his current strength, he was not afraid of any ancient martial artist in the early stage realm of fetal breath at all, and even had the ability to kill the realm of fetal breath.

The reason why Jiang Quanfu was brought out was to separate the two powerhouses of the Jiang family's fetal breath realm, and then break them individually. If this Jiang Quanfu can be killed by luck, then there is no longer any danger in the other fetal breath realm, and Wang Yinru can deal with it alone.

Of course, he is not absolutely sure of killing Jiang Quanfu, after all, the fetal breath realm is not easy to kill, but if he can seriously injure Jiang Quanfu so that he can't shoot again in a short time, the goal can be achieved by more than half.

Therefore, Jiang Quanfu's appearance was almost unexpected by Mo Wen.

"I also want to know, do you really have the cultivation of the fetal breath realm."

Jiang Quanfu sneered and squinted at Mo Wen. In fact, he was also afraid that Mo Wen had the cultivation of the fetal breath realm, if this young man was really a fetal breath realm, then it was not very likely that he would kill Mo Wen, and it was almost impossible for him to kill Mo Wen in the early stage of fetal breath.

In the distance, those members of the trial assessment, hearing that Mo Wen might have a cultivation in the realm of fetal breath, almost subconsciously gasped, and the expressions on their faces stiffened. Fetal Breath Realm! How can it be...... (To be continued......)