A faint shadow swept across the sky, a moment before in the distance, and in the blink of an eye appeared on the square.

A teenager appeared in the square, simple off-white casual clothes, short hair, delicate appearance, very sunny.

This kind of dress is nothing in the outside world, but in the ancient martial arts world of the three major mountain systems, it is very strange and a bit outstanding.

"Are you the head of the generous faction, named Mo Wen?"

The white-robed old man's pupils shrank, and he looked at Mo Wen with a somewhat solemn expression, the aura on this young man's body was very powerful, almost not below him, just a teenager, he actually had such a terrifying cultivation.

He had heard some of the deeds of this young man before, and knew that he had excellent talent and extraordinary cultivation, but he didn't pay much attention to it. After all, a teenager, even if he has a little talent, can he still pose a threat to him?

But at this time, he was a lot more solemn, and this young man gave him a very difficult feeling.

"Old thing, you dare to run to my territory to spread wild, you can't get tired of living."

Mo Wen looked at the scene of a river of blood flowing in front of the mountain gate, and his face was suddenly gloomy; At this time, Wang Yinru actually fell into the hands of those people, and there was no telling how many people had died in the Dafang faction.

"Little miscellaneous pieces, you are tired of being alive, wait until the old man tears up your rotten mouth."

The white-robed old man was furious, this little boy dared to be so arrogant and disrespectful to him. Wherever he went, others were not respectful to him, and this young man simply didn't know how to write dead words.

In a fit of rage, the white-robed old man no longer estimated Mo Wen's cultivation problem, and directly pounced on Mo Wen and shot at Mo Wen. This young man's cultivation may not be below him, but can his strength be comparable to him, then wouldn't he have lived a lifetime in vain.

With the same cultivation, he didn't believe that he was not a teenager's opponent. "I don't know if I'm alive or dead."

Mo Wen sneered, a flash of golden light flashed in his eyes. It is like a sun blooming with dazzling brilliance in an instant.

The next moment, the white-robed old man's body trembled, and his body froze in mid-air, as if time had stood still.

His eyes were dull, as if his soul had been drained away, and all that was left was a shell.

Mo Wen's figure stepped over, volleyed into the void, walked leisurely in front of the white-robed old man, and stretched out a hand to grab the white-robed old man's shoulder.

The next moment. A silent explosion sounded, and the limbs of the white-robed old man broke and exploded one after another, and blood rained down, and his limbs were all over in the blink of an eye.

What's even more terrifying is that the expression of the white-robed old man was very calm from beginning to end, and his eyes were dull, as if he didn't feel pain at all.

"A squirrel. You dare to blackmail me and spare your life for the time being, I want to see what your purpose is. ”

Mo Wen said lightly, and slowly withdrew his hand.

I saw that his hand had just left the shoulder of the white-robed old man. At the dantian of the white-robed old man, there was a muffled sound, and wisps of blood soaked through his clothes.

The dantian exploded. Repair is in vain.

The people around looked at the scene in the sky with dull eyes, originally they thought. When Mo Wen returned to the Dafang faction, they had a glimmer of hope, and the next thing should be a battle between the dragon and the tiger, and the moment of the showdown.

But I don't want to, the battle has just begun, and it is over, and the end is so strange, as if one person sent it to another person and plundered it.

But that person is a terrifying martial artist who has stepped into the realm of Jindan with half a foot! It's not a small fish or shrimp, how can it be given to others to be tortured and killed.

Such a strange and inexplicable scene made everyone feel frightened, like an ignorant person afraid of ghosts, ignorance is the most terrible side.

The white-robed old man was still imposing before, but now his limbs were shattered, his body was stained with blood, and only one torso was left quietly suspended in mid-air, adding a terrifying feeling to the originally cold atmosphere.

"Old Wu ......!" The old man in blue, who had the peak cultivation of fetal breath, exclaimed, his eyes were full of incredulity, as if he was dreaming.

"How is that possible!" The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi let out a sad cry, unable to believe his eyes.

The group of people led by the white-robed old man also froze in place one by one, and their expressions seemed to be stiff; The elder, who was still their backbone a moment ago, turned into a cripple in the blink of an eye.

Those warriors in the three major mountain systems were even more dumbfounded, feeling as if they were in an illusion. The peerless powerhouse who frightened them before actually ...... So vulnerable......

Many people looked at Mo Wen with a little chill, it was a sense of awe and fear from the soul, because they all knew that it was not that the old man in the white robe abused the vegetables, but that this young man was too wicked and perverted.

Such a terrifying peerless powerhouse was actually tortured and killed in a single face!

The white-robed old man, who was quietly suspended in mid-air, seemed to gradually regain a little consciousness, and the light in his eyes gradually converged, and he slowly woke up. But before he could figure out what was going on, a terrible pain that pierced his heart made him subconsciously scream loudly.

At this time, he also found out about his condition, and instantly turned pale with fright, almost unable to believe his eyes.

A moment ago, he was obviously ready to take action against the young man and suppress him in one fell swoop, but when he suddenly reacted, he became like this, and almost scared himself to death.

"You...... You...... You ......"

The white-robed old man looked at Mo Wen in disbelief, and a touch of fear finally rose in his eyes, his cultivation was actually wasted, his limbs were broken, and now he was a living dead man who couldn't move, what the hell was going on......!

"Old thing, after the next reincarnation, remember to have more brains, there are some places that are not places where you can go wild."

Mo Wen glanced at the white-robed old man coldly, and said coldly: "You are still a little useful, as for your lackeys, I will send them on the road one step in advance." ”

With a wave of his hand, a golden light enveloped the white-robed old man, directly sealing him.

Then his figure flashed, turned into a light and shadow, and pounced directly on the other two martial artists with the peak cultivation of the fetal breath in the group of people.

"Withdraw!"

"Run!"

The old man in blue and the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi were so frightened that their souls were frightened, their faces turned pale and their lips were blue; The boy was too weird and wicked, and they didn't have the guts to stay at all.

Almost without hesitation. He turned around and fled, like a lost dog. The two leaders fled, and the others, needless to say, turned around and fled.

"Don't even think about leaving."

Mo Wen smiled coldly, and the next moment the figure flew into the sky, and two dazzling golden suns rose from his pupils; Immediately afterward, an invisible ripple spread like water waves, enveloping the entire square in an instant.

Those who flew away trembled and fell from the sky. Time. The dust was flying, and the muffled sound was constant.

There are some people who bleed from their seven orifices and have no breath, and they die directly.

There are also some people with slightly higher cultivation who have completely fainted to death.

As for the old man in blue and the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi, who had the highest cultivation, they were also like birds with broken wings, one fell upside down on the ground, dizzy for a while. Struggling to get up from the ground for half a day.

"How is that possible!"

The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi was full of horror in his eyes, shaking his body as if he was drunk, and he didn't have any strength up and down. It's weird. Before he could fight, he was actually defeated, and the defeat was inexplicable, similar to what happened to Wu Lao before. Such as out of a retreat.

Did you meet a ghost? A sense of absurdity rose in the hearts of middle-aged people in Tsing Yi. He is a peerless powerhouse at the peak of the fetal breath realm, and he will actually contact the ghost.

But the scene in front of me is really weird and difficult to explain. Even if that young man had the cultivation of the Jindan realm, it would be impossible for him to knock them all down while standing still.

This kind of thing, let alone seen or heard.

Those ancient warriors of the three major mountain systems were dumbfounded and shocked one by one at this time. The invaders they regarded as tigers and wolves were now like weak little animals, and they were simply vulnerable.

No one expected that the ending would be so dramatic, that the boy was like a god.

A golden sword aura descended from the sky and slashed at the bodies of those people one after another. Suddenly, one after another, the heads rolled down, including the old man in blue and the middle-aged man in green clothes, and all the outsiders were killed.

The white-robed old man was suspended in the air like a puppet, his eyes full of fear and panic, as if he was having a nightmare.

Is that teenager still human?

What happened just now cannot be explained by common sense at all. Even if he is a descendant of Mingjiao, it can't be so weird.

Mo Wen landed from the air, flew in front of Wang Yinru, and reached out to remove all the acupoints on her body.

"It's late, I'm wronged." Mo Wen smiled slightly, after he received the letter, he dared to come all the way, but he was still almost late.

Those people's movements are not slow at all.

"What grievances can I have, they should be wronged."

Wang Yinru smiled, looking at the white-robed old man who was still suspended in mid-air, and the outsider who was almost dead, there was some emotion in her eyes, and when she met Mo Wen, the big demon star, it was a little pitiful.

"Where did this group come from?"

Mo asked curiously, the strength of this group of people is not weak at all, and among the ten major sects in the ancient martial arts world, such as the sects like the Changtian Sect, they are far inferior. Perhaps only some hidden forces can have this strength.

"I don't know yet, they seem to have appeared out of nowhere, the original target was the ghost doctor Hu family, but then I don't know why, it seems to be eyeing you."

Wang Yinru shook her head, she didn't know the origin of this group of people.

"Eyeing me?"

Mo Wen sneered and said, "I want to see what kind of ghosts, snakes, and gods these people are, and the aftermath will be handed over to you." ”

Leaving a word, Mo Wen's figure flashed, grabbed half of the body of the white-robed old man, and disappeared into the Dafang Sect's building complex in the blink of an eye.

In the square, everyone looked at Mo Wen in awe, and no one dared to speak casually at this time, until he disappeared, the atmosphere improved a lot. (To be continued......)