"Brother, we're not with them. If you love to play and watch, come to Lewen WWW. LＷXＳ５２０。 These waste snacks are not enough to make the proud Nuwa clan disciples stoop to make friends. ”

Na Gao Ling's face was full of pride when he mentioned the Nuwa clan, and Mo Sang saw that the man didn't look like he was lying.

When he mentioned the Nuwa clan, he had a little more preparation in his heart, and since he was not an enemy, he might be able to maneuver around.

"Then why did you save the evil young master of the Yin family just now?"

When the tall man saw Mo Sang's question, he also scratched his head and said with a smirk.

As soon as the big man Gao Ling finished speaking, his brother Gao Feng poked him with his elbow and signaled him not to say more.

That Gao Ling will also hurry up and shut up.

Mo Sang saw that the two of them were not hostile, and they were a little cute." This man is full of evil, and although I don't want to kill him, I can't be so cheap about him. After all, he had hurt Ellie, and asked the two Dao brothers not to stop him. I'm going to cut off at least one of his legs today. ”

Mo Sang said, his face fierce.

The two brothers looked at each other but did not say anything at the same time, and Mo Sang was just about to make a move, when suddenly a thunderous roar came from the sky.

The figure drew a beautiful parabola in the air and landed on the ground, and the whole action was smooth and smooth in one go.

Mo Sang couldn't help but sigh that he had made a light achievement at this time, although from the aura he exuded, Mo Sang could tell that this person was not a monk, but just by that beautiful entrance skill, he could know that he must also be the peak of foreign kung fu at this time.

The man was seven feet tall and burly.

There is a silver beard on the face of the national character, although he looks old, he has a physique that is not inferior to his prime, and he is really old and strong.

Mo Sang guessed, this person should be Yin Xiong, the old man of the Yin family, right?

Except for him, there shouldn't be anyone with such a high strength in this hundred miles.

Moisan also lived for a few days on the frozen plains and did not meet any monks.

He also asked the shopkeeper about some cultivators, and found that the people here had no concept of cultivators at all.

They don't seem to have this kind of thing in their cognition, and it is usually some foreign masters who rule this area.

After the man landed, he first saluted the peak high ridge, and then looked at Mo Sang coldly and said.

Mo Sang glanced at him coldly, and from the man's arrogant momentum, Mo Sang felt a little disgusted.

But the frog at the bottom of the well, how big has it been?

Is it true that you are invincible in this remote and desolate place?

Mo Sang replied coldly.

That Yin Xiong originally wanted to suppress Mo Sang from the momentum, but he didn't expect that if he couldn't suppress it, he would be half angry by Mo Sang's words.

That Yin Xiong's face was pale, his lips were pale, his long silver beard trembled, and he waved his trembling fingers and pointed at Mo Sang and said viciously.

"What a boy with sharp teeth, I hope you have that kind of arrogant capital. Otherwise, huh!"

As soon as Yin Xiong's words fell, he disappeared like a gust of wind, and when he reappeared, he had already come to Mo Sang.

Mo Sang didn't intend to talk too much nonsense with him, anyway, sooner or later the fight would start, hatred had already been established, and any show of weakness would only boost the enemy's arrogance.

Mo Sang's purple and green sword had not yet been unsheathed, he just used the scabbard to use the Beidou sword technique to fight against that Yin Xiong.

The Beidou sword has both offense and defense, and the illusion is unpredictable, which is the most complete swordsmanship that Mo Sang will use now.

Although the Qiushui swordsmanship is more profound and mysterious, it is a pity that Mo Sang will only change too little in the three styles.

These three styles are certainly very powerful, but once Mo Sang uses this swordsmanship at the bottom of the box, he will have no means to control the enemy.

Mo Sang's strength is growing rapidly in the process of fighting with him with swords, this kind of growth is something Yin Xiong never expected, he didn't expect this yellow-mouthed son to be a genius with a sword.

Yin Xiong has practiced martial arts all his life, and he has never seen anyone who can improve his swordsmanship while fighting.

And then Moissans did it, and it did it perfectly.

With the same swordsmanship, Yin Xiong may still be able to take advantage of it for the first time, but when Mo Sang uses it for the second and third time, there are more changes, and this change makes Yin Xiong suffer constantly.

The two fought for a while, and Yin Xiong suddenly exerted his strength, and his fierce sword qi suddenly soared.

Mo Sang greeted him and was instantly blown away by the sword qi.

"Boy, your qualifications are very high. The old man has to admit that you are the most qualified boy I have ever seen, and your swordsmanship is also very wonderful and powerful. If you are given another period of hard training, maybe the old man will not be able to go a hundred rounds under your sword before he will be defeated. It's a pity that you are young and vigorous and do not know how to tolerate it. Now you are not my opponent at all, and no matter how exquisite your swordsmanship is, its power is also reflected in the person who wields the sword. Your swordsmanship must have not been learned for a long time, and you can't exert thirty percent of your power at all. However, the old man will not give you that chance. You hurt my child and beat me to death, Grand Elder Yin Luo, today is your death!"