"Smack!"

The slap sounded as Mo Chengcheng's palm fell.

The sound was crisp, and there was a crackling sound, shaking away the birds in the maple forest.

"This slap is just because you are ruthless." Mo Chengcheng said sharply.

The god of Mo Chengcheng was extremely cold, her dark eyes were unfathomable, she stared at Nalan drifting snow, and released a very strong cold qi for no reason.

"Who are you?"

At this time, a few traces of blood appeared at the corners of Nalan Piaoxue's mouth, and half of his face was a little red and swollen.

Nalan Piaoxue is a freshman, and for many people in Tianyuan Mansion, they have only heard of it, but they have never seen a real person, so when Nalan Piaoxue saw Mo Chengcheng, he couldn't recognize it.

"His name is Mo Chengcheng." Ye Tian said softly.

After Mo Chengcheng slapped him, Ye Tian reacted instantly, and the strength of Mo Cheng was almost unknown and powerful in Tianyuan Mansion.

Now, Mo Qingcheng made a move for Lin Feng and slapped Nalan Piaoxue, which is undoubtedly equivalent to slapping Ye Tian.

"Ink Fall City.."

This is a name that resounded in Yanjing.

Nalan Piaoxue had heard of it, but she never thought that Mo Chengcheng would actually take the initiative to stand up for Lin Feng.

"I don't want him to get hurt. At least he can't hurt in front of me. ”

The right hand of Mo Chengcheng was soaked in blood, dripping with blood, like a bean grain, dripping from the palm of Mo Chengcheng.

She stared at Ye Tian, glanced at Nalan Piaoxue again, her lips trembled slightly, and said, "In front of me, if he is injured, you will die." ”

In a word, it says it all.

"You're a little nosy." Ye Tian's voice sank suddenly, and he said gloomily.

Mo Chengcheng is powerful and well-known in Tianyuan Mansion. But Ye Tian's strength should not be underestimated. Moreover, Mo Chengcheng's age was a few years younger than Ye Tian's, so Ye Tian was not afraid of Mo Chengcheng's arrival at all.

"If you think you can fight me, you can just do it."

Mo poured into the city, and he was not moved, and his tone of voice was very calm, not taking Ye Tian in his eyes at all.

"Brother Tian!"

Nalan Piaoxue was slapped twice for no reason, and she was so angry that she couldn't speak, now she only hoped that Ye Tian could teach her a good lesson.

"There are some things that you can manage, but that doesn't mean you can manage everything." Ye Tian said in a deep voice.

Ye Tianshen was slightly stunned, he didn't expect Mo Chengcheng to be so arrogant, and directly threatened not to be afraid of fighting with him.

Mo Chengcheng's words were undoubtedly an insult to Ye Tian's strength, and it was also a provocation to Ye Tian's status.

"You talk a lot of nonsense."

Mo Chengcheng's spirit changed suddenly, he was a little displeased, his face sank suddenly, and he said coldly: "Either do it, or get out quickly." ”

"Huh!"

Ye Tian's cheeks twitched violently a few times, he knew that if he didn't make a move, Mo Qingcheng was afraid that he would really climb on his head and bully him arbitrarily.

Qiang.

Ye Tian's feet shook violently to the ground, and on the maple tree, several maple leaves were instantly shaken and scattered.

In a moment, an afterimage, like a ferocious tiger, stood behind Ye Tian eager to try.

And Mo Chengcheng smiled slightly, his hands merged into ten, and his expression seemed very calm and indifferent.

Rumble!

A cold air penetrated people's hearts and spread from Mo Chengcheng's body.

A trace of white mist, like water vapor, evaporated above the head of the Ink Tilt City.

Lin Feng stood next to Mo Tilt City, he couldn't help but tremble violently, a chill came from his heart, and he hurriedly took a few steps back, away from Ink Tilt City.

"Tiger roar."

Ye Tian clasped his hands in front of his chest, very powerful, and then a punch burst out,

The fist is strong, and it is close to the city.

"It's just a weak worm."

Mo Chengcheng's body was full of white gas, and the cold air emanated from the top of Mo Chengcheng's head, which looked very terrifying.

She looked at Ye Tian indifferently, just smiled slightly, and suddenly waved her sleeve hand lightly,

It was a puff of white gas.

The whole body of Mo Tilting City is cold, and every move is shrouded in cold.

Ye Tian's pace was steady, his fist was cold, and the strong momentum was coming, and Mo Chengcheng wanted to resist.

Mo Chengcheng waved his hand and there was a cold air, which seemed to be an ordinary cold air, but it was extraordinary.

The cold air in the air quickly condensed into a blade.

The sharp cold blade, transformed by Xuan Bing, is very sharp.

Wow!

The wind blows, and the cold disperses.

The clothes under Mo Tingcheng's feet danced with the wind, and I saw that behind her, there were countless cold ices inserted, as if as long as Mo Tingcheng gave an order, these cold ice would break through the air.

At this point, neither side retreats.

Ye Tian clenched his fists, and he was only half a meter away from Mo Cheng City.

Rumble!

There was a bang, and as Ye Tian's heavy punch flew out, it dispersed in all directions, full of momentum.

"Get out."

The voice is very thin and soft, but there is no lack of domineering.

Mo Chengcheng's voice is like a parrot, very soft, even if he is angry, it is difficult to hide the delicacy hidden in Mo Chengcheng's voice.

Phew.

A pool of blood spurted out of Ye Tian's mouth, and Ye Tian's whole person was prostrate on the ground, his face looking pale and weak, as if he was seriously injured.

At the same time, the remnant of the tiger roaring behind Ye Tian also quickly disappeared.

On the contrary, the countless cold ice that stood behind Mo Tilt City was still magnificent.

This is the Ice Spirit.

It can be said that in the battle with Ye Tian, Mo Chengcheng was almost not injured at all.

It's a grinding. With an almost crushing attitude, Mo Chengcheng defeated Ye Tian.

"I'm glad, at least you're better than I thought."

When Mo Chengcheng bounced off the dust on her body, he found that a crack had been torn in the corner of her clothes.

Compared with before, Song Xiaoluo fought with Mo Chengcheng, just leaving a small opening, Ye Tian was a little stronger than Song Xiaoluo.

However, it is only a little stronger. However, Ye Tian's strength over Song Xiaoluo was of no use to Mo Chengcheng.

In the end, Ye Tian was still crushed and defeated by Mo Chengcheng.

"I've written it down."

In the face of Mo Chengcheng's sarcastic ridicule, Ye Tian was powerless, and could only threaten a few words. But Mo Chengcheng had heard too much of this, and when he listened to it again, he didn't feel anything.

"Let's go."

Ye Tian stood up slowly, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth with his hands, and then wiped the dirt off his body, stared at Nalan Piaoxue behind him, and said fiercely.

Seeing Ye Tian who was so embarrassed, Nalan Piaoxue took advantage of the situation and held the crumbling Ye Tian with one hand.

"Who let you go?"

The wound on Mo Chengcheng's right hand was still bleeding, and some of the blood had already dried up and coagulated, turning into blood-red blood stains, sticking to Mo Chengcheng's wound.

She stared at Nalan Piaoxue, who was about to leave, and then tore off a rag casually, wrapped the bleeding wound, and said indifferently: "He can go, but you can't." ”

There are some accounts that need to be calculated. For example, Nalan Piaoxue's sword slashed through Mo Chengcheng's palm.

"Hehe, Mo Chengcheng, good men don't fight with women, I don't think you don't understand this truth!"

Ye Tian stopped and smiled bitterly. He knew that Mo Chengcheng was in Tianyuan Mansion, so he could be regarded as a character, and he would definitely not care about women in general.

"It's unfortunate that I'm not like a woman, but I'm a. After all, a cheap woman has one more word 'cheap' than a woman. Mo Chengcheng said softly.

The god of Mo Chengcheng was extremely cold, and the tone of her voice was very profound, making it unpredictable what she was thinking.