The group of onlookers couldn't help but shake their heads and sigh, these soldiers were all former trialists, and they didn't know which level they had penetrated into, their strength was extraordinary, and they were by no means comparable to those of them who had just entered the city.

Even if they were paired with these soldiers one-on-one, few of these trialists who had just stepped on the first level of the human race dared to win easily.

What's more, in the current situation, Mo Wen is facing more than 20 people at the same time, although he doesn't know who the person shrouded in the black fog is, many people speculate that he must have some kind of connection with Mo Wen.

However, with two people fighting against more than 20 people, and one against ten, the result is naturally self-evident.

Among these onlookers, there were sympathizers, mockery, but more of them were gloating with a look of schadenfreude.

Mo Wen's actions during the day have almost spread at this time, even if he has never seen Mo Wen, he has heard from others at this time.

And everyone is a competitor, and it would be great if we could use these guards to get rid of a strong competitor.

"This son shot directly at the gate of the city during the day, and at this time, he openly resisted in the face of the soldiers, which was simply unruly, and this character looked like he had not experienced the beating of the cultivation realm." A trialist shook his head and sighed, his tone full of schadenfreude.

"Yes, I don't talk about the means of doing things at all, I know everything is reckless, and I don't know how such a stunned young man came here." The other couldn't help but sigh.

Soon, they understood how Mo Wen had gotten here.

But seeing that the power of the origin of thunder and fire was suddenly gathering in the courtyard, two figures walked out of the void.

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The first person was covered with thunder and lightning, a shield covered with thunder in his left hand, and a small hammer in his right hand, which didn't look big, but when the hammer shook, the space around him was constantly collapsing.

A person next to him, with fiery red hair, swaying in the wind, extremely flamboyant, the whole person is burning with cracked flames, as if the god of fire came to the world, what is even more strange is that he has two wheels under his feet, the two wheels contain endless wind and fire, and a fiery red spear in his hand has a monstrous hot breath from a very far distance, making people feel like they are in the flames of the nine heavens.

If Ye Fan and Pang Bo were here, they would definitely shout when they saw this person: "I grass, the third prince of Nezha!" ”

Mo Yan looked at Mo Yan, who was in the bag, and swept over the big gold bracelet he was carrying in his left hand, and couldn't help but pout.

This product is really a good hand at pretending, Nezha's set of equipment, he has actually refined three, although I don't know how big the gap is compared with the real Hot Wheels, Fire Tip Gun and Qiankun Circle, but in this world, it is undoubtedly the top magic weapon.

There's no way, who let him rely on an empress who has survived for endless years, and there is no shortage of imperial soldier materials or anything.

The coquettish appearance of these two figures immediately alarmed the surrounding onlookers, and they couldn't see how these two people suddenly appeared.

Not far away in the City Lord's Mansion, Shangguan Nan stood in the void, and when he saw the scene of the two of them appearing from the void, Tong Kong suddenly shrank.

His gaze swept over Mo Ting's hammer and shield one after another, and finally stopped at Mo Yan's three weapons, the shock in his heart was beyond measure, and he muttered in his mouth: "Eternal Blue Gold, Phoenix Blood Red Gold, Divine Scar Purple Gold, and Chaos Stone, it is difficult for the old man to dream of it." ”

Every time he pronounced the name of a material, his lips trembled involuntarily, these are all imperial soldier materials, any one of them is enough to make countless monks break their heads and bleed, but there are four or five kinds in a row in front of him, how is this possible.

As a great sage, he was like a mortal, and he couldn't help pinching his thigh with his hand, until he twitched in pain, and then he gave up.

At this moment, Shangguan Nan's eyes were red, and the greed that he had never felt before filled his eyes, but soon, a coolness welled up in his heart, and that greed was quickly replaced by endless fear.

With so many imperial soldier materials at the same time, this son's background must be unimaginably powerful.

In front of his eyes, he couldn't help but see one after another figures that shook the Nine Heavens, those were the peerless demons who had walked through the first level of this human race over the years.

At the same time, his heart also crossed one after another names that resounded through the ancient roads of various ethnic groups, such as: Taichu, Emperor, Golden Cicada and so on.

These figures or names are all full of treasures, some are carrying imperial soldiers, and some are carrying immortal medicine...... Which of these people holds enough wealth to be insane?

However, if you look at those who really dared to rob, they all died without exception.

Each of these demons is unreasonably powerful, and the invincibility of the same level is no longer enough to describe, and many of them can cross a great realm to kill.

So isn't the person in front of him the same demon?

Thinking of this, Shangguan Nan felt as if there was a cold sweat oozing from his back.

At this time, the big battle in the small courtyard broke out suddenly, and the thunder god hammer in Mo Ting's hand smashed into the shield in his left hand, and the thunder sea instantly flooded the small courtyard.

Mo Yan stepped on the Hot Wheels, and the fiery red spear in his hand swallowed the nine-colored divine flame, incinerating everything in the world.

Mo Youze's figure was like a ghost, and the black qi that covered the sky and the sun appeared, and the eternal night covered that sky, awakening all kinds of negative emotions in the hearts of these soldiers, making them sink into it and become unable to extricate themselves.

Then these three figures were like three gods and demons, killing into the twenty or so soldiers, they were mighty, shaking the Quartet, each blow evolved countless origin avenues, containing the most powerful martial arts will, the most origin of the avenue law.

At the level of the Saint King, hundreds of shots could be made in an instant, and the more than twenty people who lost control were killed and injured almost instantly.

The furious energy wiped out their shapes and spirits, and one after another the figures exploded, and before the flesh and blood splashed, they were swallowed up by the thunder and divine flames, turned into flying ashes, and completely disappeared without a trace.

"How is this possible?"

The onlookers around him, many of them suddenly couldn't help but scream, and their bodies were cold, what kind of terrifying strength is this, this is a team of masters above the Saint King Seven Heavens, and the strength of several of them has even reached the peak of the Saint King.

But in the face of these three people in front of him, he was like a group of children facing the world's strongest, and they had no power to resist.

This is a massacre, the horror of the three figures, which makes people frightened, and the limbs are cold, but anyone who sees this scene at the scene is cold from head to toe.

Fairy Qingshi muttered: "No wonder he looked like he didn't care from beginning to end, with such terrifying strength, why do you need those so-called calculations?" ”