At the foot of Mochizuki Peak.

In the dark shadows, a tall and burly young man, his heroic sword eyebrows were slightly raised, and his bright starry eyes flashed with a cold light.

The young man's steps were steady and powerful, and with each step, the external transformation would add a layer of invisible aura, and the air around him would be squeezed out of ripples visible to the naked eye.

Looking at the dark figure under the mountain peak, Mao Wutong's heart was awe-inspiring, and he could conclude with only a powerful aura that the opponent's cultivation was unfathomable, and he immediately became on guard as if he were facing a great enemy.

This kind of powerful qi should not appear in a person's body in the first place, even a cultivator in the transcendent period would feel a heavy pressure, Mao Yi narrowed his eyes in disbelief, and already had a judgment in his heart.

The killing qi filled the air, and at this moment, under the Moon Peak, it seemed to have become a battlefield of the Jin Ge Iron Horse, which gave people an incomparably real illusion.

When the young man saw Mao Jiutian's faint gaze in the distance, like a deflated ball, he instantly regained his normal breath, walked out of the shadows with a wry smile, and Mao Chong followed him like a shadow.

Mao Chong's appearance, Mao Yi's face instantly fused, and Mao Wutong even concluded that the previous powerful momentum should be Mao Chong's doing, and even Mao Jiutian, who was usually eccentric, also got up at this time and bowed respectfully with the senior brother in charge.

"Disciples Mao Yiyi, Mao Jiutian, and Mao Wutong visited Uncle Master, and I have no intention of disturbing Uncle Master's cultivation tonight, and I ask Uncle Shi to forgive ......!"

Mao Chong stroked his beard, waved his hand casually, and stood beside him as if it was none of his business, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

"It's okay, the little babies don't need to be polite, I'm just worried that Liu Qing's kid is not able to support his body, and he will fall to his death before he climbs down the mountain, so I personally sent him down, whatever you do with him, when I don't save zài, it's ......!"

"Uh......!"

When Mao Yi and the three of them heard what Uncle Shi said, they stayed on the spot in embarrassment, and they didn't even dare to breathe.

Who is Mao Chong, this is one of the respected elders of this academy, the junior disciple of the 192nd generation head Mao Fengyu, the disciple of the patriarch Mao Yazi, and the supervisor and elder of the Maoshan Taoist Academy, with the power to take charge of life and death and remove the head.

Seeing Mao Chong's eyes with deep meaning, Liu Qingting stepped forward, saluted Mao Yiyi and the three of them, and looked at Mao Wutong.

"The disciple met the master, the head of the master and the fifth uncle, the fifth uncle came to Wangyue Peak and was furious, presumably because of the killing of the yellow dog, I admit that I killed the dog, and the meat was eaten by me, if the fifth uncle wants to get angry, at me Liu Qing alone, I will never say half a word......!"

"Okay, you little bastard, you're so mad and crazy, see if I don't ......!"

Hearing Liu Qing admit this in person, the anger accumulated in Mao Wutong's heart suddenly exploded, and he raised his palm to hit Liu Qing.

Mao Yiyi didn't stop it, and Mao Jiutian wouldn't stop it, because both of them knew in their hearts that since Uncle Mao Chong personally sent Liu Qing down the mountain, he naturally wouldn't let Liu Qing be harmed, so he simply stood aside and was silent.

Mao Wutong dodged and came to Liu Qing's approach, and suddenly as if he had seen a ghost, his raised palm stopped in mid-air.

Not far away, Mao Chong bent down and was just about to sit down, when a roasted dog leg fell out of his arms.

Mao Wutong's face instantly turned from blue to green, from green to purple, from purple to black, and angry, unwilling, and aggrieved eyes flashed in his eyes.

"Ahhh......h

The temperature in the night dropped suddenly, and the four of them suddenly saw a flower, and Mao Wutong had disappeared out of thin air.

In the mountains of the mountains, a figure like a crazy tiger, headless and brainless, rampage, countless lovely flowers and plants, instantly ravaged and incomplete.

Liu Qing suddenly shivered, looked at Mao Wudao walking madly in the mountains, and shook his head helplessly.

"Hey, I was defeated by a dog's leg, poor ......!"

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