Mo Yang wanted to tell Zhao Peng not to underestimate the people of the world.

Isn't this educating Zhao Peng?

How does Zhao Peng act, how does he look at the people of the world, and where is his turn to get Mo Yang to talk nonsense?

Anger grew in Zhao Peng's heart.

The biggest difference between Zhao Peng and ordinary people is that Zhao Peng is impulsive in normal times, and he doesn't care about anything and everything, he fights first and then talks. But when it came to the real action, the more angry Zhao Peng was, the calmer his heart became.

It can even be said to be cold!

Because of this, Zhao Wuji said that Zhao Peng had an unparalleled fighting talent.

Boom!

Zhao Peng stomped his foot hard, and the cold air under his feet dispersed, freezing the surrounding ground.

And at this moment, a bright red blade rose from the ground, rushed towards Zhao Peng, and directly cut off Zhao Peng's legs.

Mo Yang used the method of earth escape and escaped to the ground, for him, Zhao Peng's feet standing on the ground were the most direct target.

However, at this moment, above Zhao Peng's feet, there was already a thick ice covering more than a foot.

Although the blade released after Mo Yang shouted the word "demon" was strong, cutting more than half a foot of cold ice on Zhao Peng's feet, it was still blocked by the cold ice.

After the ice was cut, it did not shatter.

On the contrary, the mist closed and the frost gathered, freezing Mo Yang's long knife directly in the ice.

Immediately, Zhao Peng's arms waved again and again, and one blade after another slashed directly towards the bluestone ground.

Ancient Martial Arts Flame Sword!

Boom Boom Boom ......

The bluestone shattered, and the stone powder splashed.

The figure hidden in the ground jumped up from the bluestone ground.

He had to escape.

Zhao Peng just released dozens of flame blades, all the surrounding area of more than ten meters locked, if Mo Yang remained inside the bluestone ground, it would definitely be chopped by the blades, he wanted to continue to dive and hide in the depths of the ground, but unfortunately one blade after another cut directly into the depths of the ground, blocking his retreat.

The blade is composed of the fire of dawn, and the temperature is extremely high, and the power of the heavenly fire is fully revealed, causing the rock and soil under the bluestone floor to be instantly melted by the flames and turned into magma.

Although Mo Yang had cultivated to the fourth level of the Xuanmen Sect Master, he didn't seem to have a strong talisman treasure on his body that could withstand the high temperature of the magma, and if he remained in the magma with his flesh and blood, he would be burned to ashes in an instant.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

When Mo Yang rose from the ground, the escape method had become invalid, and this person was also decisive, and he chose to fight Zhao Peng head-on.

Streams of sword light swayed out from Mo Yang's hands.

"Demon, slaughter, evil, spirit!"

Four roars in a row appeared on the long street.

Mo Yang roared and took out the knife, but suddenly he found that when he performed the Martial Dao Secret Sword Technique, the speed of the Heaven and Earth Xuan Qi in his body, as well as the speed at which he swung the knife, were actually slowing down rapidly.

At this point, Mo Yang had already felt that his body was invaded by a mysterious cold air.

Although the origin of this cold is inexplicable, it is very upright and upright, and it is definitely not a cruel and vicious means, cold but not yin, and grandiose!

Mo Yang suddenly remembered that when he slashed at Zhao Peng with a knife but was blocked by Zhao Peng with an ice shield, a cold qi was released from the shield block, along the blade in his hand, and passed to his arm.

At that time, Mo Yang didn't pay attention to the cold, but now he was shocked to the extreme.

At this moment, in Zhao Peng's hand, there were already countless flame blades, one after another, slashing towards Mo Yang.

The blades covered the sky, forming a large net that shrouded Mo Yang.

Now Mo Yang is jumping in the air, there is nothing in all directions, he can only rely on the two long knives in his hand to block Zhao Peng's blade, but the blades are countless, Mo Yang only has two weapons in his hands, and his two fists are difficult to defeat four hands, I am afraid that it will be difficult to dodge all the blades, and he will eventually be hacked to death by random knives, and then burned to ashes by the raging flames contained in the blades, and even the corpse can not be left.

Just when Mo Yang thought that he was going to die, he suddenly found that there seemed to be a gap hidden among the many blades rushing in front of him.

Just straighten your body, put your hands on your thighs, put yourself in a posture that is upright when a sergeant in the army is practicing, and then turn your body sideways, just put yourself in the gap of many sword lights, without any damage.

As a battle-hardened man, Mo Yang's reaction speed is extremely fast.

The next moment, he was already standing up straight, turning sideways......

At this moment, the momentum of Mo Yang rising from the ground has been exhausted, and he is exactly at the highest point of the jump, and his body has changed from rising to falling, and when he jumps up and lands, his body will definitely have a short time to stop in the air.

Mo Yang wanted to take this opportunity to dodge the attack of the blade.

It's just that when Mo Yang really made a standing posture and stood still, a thought suddenly appeared in his heart: "This Zhao Peng can release a lot of blades, why is there such a gap in the knife net, which can allow me to escape a way out, this is too unreasonable......"

But he had to do it, and if he didn't, he would surely die under the blade.

"It turns out that this Zhao Peng is not a reckless man! Now that I am fighting with him fiercely, I am already boiling with blood and excited, but this person's eyes are as calm as frost, and he can't see any emotional fluctuations, and when he is in a fierce battle, he puts me in such a dangerous situation. ”

Mo Yang's expression changed in shock, his eyes were full of panic, and he thought again: "Could it be that today I fought alone with Zhao Peng, and then used words to coerce him to suppress the martial arts momentum at the level of the Xuanmen Grandmaster...... Where is he a human, he is clearly a monster! As the saying goes, Dao Zhi is close to a demon, but I am afraid that this is Zhao Peng!"

Boom!

Suddenly, a fist bombarded and smashed into Mo Yang's face.

The person who punched was naturally Zhao Peng.

With a force of tens of thousands of catties on his fist, he blasted through the protective body qi composed of Xuan Qi on Mo Yang's body in a circle, directly smashing Mo Yang's face into deformation, his head was crooked, and he smashed from the air to the ground like a cannonball.

"I'm going to die...... Just now, the ground had been melted by Zhao Peng with a flame blade, and it was full of rolling magma. If I hadn't been hit by his punch, I might have been able to leap up and escape the moment I landed in the lava. But now that my body protection qi has been dispersed by his punch, I am afraid that as soon as I enter the magma, I will be burned to ashes......"

Mo Yang was completely desperate, he even closed his eyes, and thought to himself: "Sure enough, it is Zhiduo who is close to the demon, interlocking, and not leaking! Today I took the initiative to fight him alone, and it was I who took the initiative to escape to the ground, and then he used the flame blade to melt the ground into magma." Now that I have been bombarded into the magma by him, the world will only think that I am self-inflicted and cannot live, if I hadn't escaped to the ground before, how could the ground turn into magma and burn me to death? In this way, even if the Prime Minister of the East is willing to support me and go to the Son of Heaven to seek justice after I die, Zhao Peng only needs to say that he missed for a while, but he didn't expect that the ground has actually become magma and the like, and he can push the responsibility away. ”

Bang!

Mo Yang fell to the ground, his skeleton was almost scattered, his limbs were weak, and his whole body was weak.

He suddenly realized that he had not been burned to death by the magma, and suddenly he felt that the ground was not hot but cold.

"He didn't even burn me!"

Mo Yang was even more surprised in his heart, and opened his eyes with a lot of pain, stared at Zhao Peng, and thought, "This person ...... This man must be playing tricks again! This man is so wise and close to demons that he must think differently than I do. He must think that a fire that burns me to death will not get the greatest benefit from me, and only by keeping me alive for the time being can the benefit be maximized......"

At this thought, Mo Yang held the slightly shorter knife.

The blade is aimed at the abdomen.

"Zhao Peng, I won't let you succeed!"

Mo Yang roared angrily, and with a wave of the blade, he was about to commit suicide by cutting his abdomen.

It's a pity that Zhao Peng's idea is not so complicated at all.

Zhao Peng's figure flashed, and a cold ice palm struck the blade in Mo Yang's hand.

Then he walked over and slapped Mo Yang in the face, which happened to be symmetrical with the previous punch.

Burst!

Mo Yang spat blood from his mouth, and even with a mouth full of teeth, he spit it out.

Zhao Peng punched and slapped him before, just knocking out all the teeth on both sides of him, leaving only two front teeth, hanging alone in his mouth.

"I said I would teach you how to be a man!"

Zhao Peng picked up his fists, added his fists and feet, pulled Mo Yang's hair, and beat him angrily.

The fist hit the flesh and thumped.

The more Zhao Peng played, the more enjoyable he became.

It's been a year since I came to this martial arts world.

During the fierce battles with others, most of them used martial arts methods, and they never hit the enemy with a punch and a kick like today, which made Zhao Peng can't help but recall the days when he was in the ring, dominating the world, and being happy.

Under a beating, Mo Yang's face was already covered with flesh and blood.

After all, this person is a Xuanmen Sect Master, and his physical body is very strong, if an ordinary person is beaten like this by Zhao Peng, he is afraid that ten lives will already be dead and can no longer die.

Mo Yang could still crawl on the ground, gasping for air.

Zhao Peng picked up the long knife that Mo Yang fell to the ground, stained it with the blood stains sprayed by Mo Yang, used the knife as a pen, used blood as ink, and used the ground frozen by ice as paper, and wrote a line of handwriting: Return my hard-earned money!

Immediately, Zhao Peng punched Mo Yang's head.

Bang!

Mo Yang lay on the ground, although he was not immediately killed, he was already unconscious.

Zhao Peng threw away the long knife, clapped his hands, said hello to Guanlan, turned around and walked towards the north of the city, and walked away.

The crowd of onlookers in the distance automatically separated a road and watched Zhao Peng go away.

After Zhao Peng walked for a while, Feng Chi was wearing a snow-white robe and holding a folding fan in his hand, and the jade tree stood in front of Zhao Peng like the wind, and first gave a salute.

"Well fought! Well fought! I knew that Your Excellency had a brave temperament, and I also experienced it myself three days ago. But today I saw this battle with my own eyes, and I realized that Your Excellency has a fierce tiger in his heart, and his courage is unparalleled!"

Feng Chi smiled, and asked again: "There is something below, I really don't understand, I want to ask Your Excellency to explain." ”

"He owes me money. Zhao Peng didn't stop and replied casually.

"I don't know how much you owe?" said Feng Chi curiously.

Zhao Peng walked farther and farther, and said without looking back: "Two hundred million." ”

Two hundred million!

This news, like a spring breeze, instantly spread throughout the entire Tang Imperial Capital.

How many hundred million dollars does Dongtu Datang pay in a year?