Just when the dark tide in the south of the Yangtze River was surging, the birthday banquet in the manor continued.

Some of the big people all entered the attic where the old lady was, and Mo Fan, Gu Tianen, Li Yin, and Mo Chen also walked into the attic, and it was Nangong Lemon who led the way in front of them.

"Are you still waiting outside for tea? All the sect disciples have already met grandma one after another, only you still need to come and invite" Nangong Lemon complained in his mouth, but he still looked at his cousin curiously.

Mo Fan looked at Nangong Lemon and said, "The little girl has such a powerful mouth, be careful that she can't get married."

"What are you afraid of, this girl is as beautiful as a flower, and she is not afraid," Nangong Lemon said with a smile.

"That's not every man who is as suave as me and can still endure the complaints of your eldest lady," Mo Fan continued to tease her, with a smile on his face.

Nangong Lemon stopped, looked at Mo Fan very cutely, then looked at him for a long time and said, "General!"

Then he pointed at Mochen and said, "He looks good, and he is also the future giant of Momen."

"What kind of eyes, besides, I'm the future King of Tiantu," Mo Fan looked at Mo Chen's cheap smile and said angrily.

Nangong Lemon shook her head like a little adult, "Wrong, my father said that although you are now a prince, no one in this world thinks that you will be the next King of Tiantu, because you ......"

Saying that, Nangong Lemon suddenly covered her mouth and then glanced at Mo Fan secretly, only to see that Mo Fan was not angry, and then she patted her chest and stopped talking.

Not long after, the group entered the attic.

Nangong Lemon pointed inside, and then walked in by himself.

Mo Fan understood what she meant, but he didn't know how to speak.

"Momen Mochen, come and meet Mrs. Nangong," Mochen broke the embarrassment and shouted ahead.

All the eyes inside looked over, only to see Nangong Yulong standing beside an old man and said, "Please come in, Young Master Mo"

At this time, Mo Fan's eyes were firm, and then he spoke: "Mo Fan, the son of the Northwest Dynasty, come to meet the old lady of Nangong."

"Huh!!" Everyone looked at Mo Fan, some were stunned and some were disdainful, while Nangong Yulong sighed, and the old lady of Nangong looked at Mo Fan coldly, "There are no rules!"

Everyone knows the relationship between Mo Fan and the Nangong family, and no one in the world knows about it, but Mo Fan actually came as the son of the Northwest instead of his grandson, and he shouted the old lady of Nangong, which made people feel that there was a good show to watch.

"It's really something without a tutor, what a famous family, but it's all reckless!"

A burly young man scolded, and then instantly rushed up, his right fist with a scorching internal force: "I will discipline you for your parents!"

"Bang!" Gu Tianen rushed out, and Langya's sword was half-unsheathed to block the right fist of the person who came.

"My brother doesn't need you to teach him a lesson, big man!" Gu Tianen looked at the burly young man with cold eyes, and the breath all over his body collided with him without restraint.

"Whoosh!" Another figure came, extremely fast, it was a thin young man in Tsing Yi, and his right leg was coming towards Mo Fan.

Mo Fan was expressionless and didn't dodge in the slightest, because he believed, he believed in his brother, and on such an occasion they would open a way for themselves!

"Bang!!" Li Yin's right leg kicked the young man in the chest with flames, and then kicked him straight away.

"You're farther away than speed!" Li Yin stood in place with his hands folded, looking at the young man who had slammed into the pillar with disdain.

"Li Yin, the ninth thief god on the heavenly list, and Gu Tianen, the lone wolf who is tenth on the heavenly list!" Nangong Yulong looked at the two of them with admiration without the slightest anger.

But the others are different, it is a taboo in the Mo family of the Nangong clan, and Mo Fan has just proudly reported the name of the Northwest Prince, which is a provocation for them.

Yes, for Mo Fan, he is provoking, what is a relative? The expulsion of the mother made the mother criticized, and when the parents died, they didn't see a person from the Nangong family come to mourn, all the way down to Jiangnan encountered so many lives and deaths, but they didn't see the Nangong family to help themselves, even Jiangnan was under the control of the Nangong family, and even after entering Jiangnan, they didn't help themselves, although I don't know why my grandfather insisted on letting me come here, but I didn't come to celebrate my birthday, I just came to take a look for my mother or participate in the birthday banquet, and take a look at the place where my mother misses and the person she loves the most at night, that's all！

Mo Fan walked straight forward, and at this time, Nangong Qing slowly walked over, with indifference on his face.

"Are you here to make trouble or attend the birthday banquet?" Nangong Qing looked at Mo Fan and said.

At this time, Mo Chen moved, and he moved to Nangong Qing's front at a very fast speed, and the ink ruler was not unsheathed but was on Nangong Qing's neck, "Don't move, I don't want to do it"

Nangong Qing's right hand that emitted a black light was slowly retracted, he looked at Mo Chen and said, "Don't forget your identity, do you want Momen to start a war with the Nangong family?"

"My identity?Next to Mo Fan, my identity is a little beggar, his brother, so if you make a move on my brother, I will kill you, are you not my opponent Believe it or not?" Mo Chen said in a relaxed tone with a smile on his face.

"This rumored gentleman can make so many Tianjiao friends, it seems that the rumors in the court are really not credible"

"At least in the rivers and lakes, his reputation in the past year is not as rumored to be, he is just a person in the rivers and lakes now!"

Someone was talking in a low voice, Mo Fan turned a deaf ear and avoided Mochen and Nangong Qing and finally walked in front of the old lady of Nangong and Nangong Yulong, his eyes did not have any panic and hesitation, he lowered his head and said, "Northwest Mo Fan, visit the old lady of Nangong for my mother Nangong Jing!"

"Mo Fan, Mo Fan, I really don't understand what kind of person you are," Xie Yixuan said puzzledly as he sat on the chair next to him.

And Xiaoyaojun smiled and said nothing, and the purple owl on the side looked at Mo Fan with admiration, and many Tianjiao looked at Mo Fan with different expressions.

"It's too presumptuous, are you here to celebrate your birthday or make trouble?" a Nangong family elder slammed his slam on the table and stood up and roared.

Mo Fan turned his head to look at the elder, his eyes were cold, and he scolded: "I am here today to represent the northwest, what kind of thing do you dare to talk to this son like this?"

"Huangkou Xiaoer, look for death!" Several Nangong disciples drew their swords and headed towards Mo Fan.

"Roar!!" Yan Long wrapped around his right arm, and Mo Fan waved his right arm violently, "Yan Long Po!"

Yanlong roared angrily and knocked several disciples away, and then Mo Fan opened his mouth and shouted, "That's how the Nangong family is hospitality?"

"You've been provoking!" the elder began.

Mo Fan stared at the old lady of Nangong and said in a low voice, "I just reported my name, do you think that there are people who have provoked one after another, and if it weren't for my brother, I am afraid that I would have been killed a long time ago, who is provoking?"

"But since you insist on thinking so, then today I am provoking!"

The elder trembled with anger, "Shameless, don't ask the sky, that old horseman's grandson is really shameless!"

"Insult my grandfather, you will die when the martial arts of this son are completed!" Mo Fan said expressionlessly.

"Damn!!" The elder suddenly made a move, and the speed was extremely fast enough to reach Mo Fan's body, and the aura was extremely huge.

Nangong Yulong frowned and was about to stop him, but the old lady of Nangong suddenly glanced at him, and Nangong Yulong reluctantly put down his finger.

Mo Fan didn't think he could kill himself with one blow, he was ready to draw his sword!

On the side, Ye Qingcheng, who was sitting in the Ye family's camp, rushed out, and the flying rainbow sword qi directly penetrated the elder's shoulder, and then the five colorful lotus flowers hit the elder's chest one after another, making him keep retreating.

"The female doll of the Ye family, you also want to be the enemy of the Nangong family?" the elder stood firm and asked.

Ye Tingcheng didn't look at him and just stood side by side with Mo Fan, Mo Fan looked at the beautiful woman's face and smiled, Ye Zangfeng in the Ye family lineup shook his head helplessly, it seems that this new sword leader can't restrain Ye Tingcheng at all.

"The scene is getting more and more chaotic, what can I do!"

"This Mo Fan is a little arrogant, how can he take over the stormy power of the Nangong family when he is so provocative!"

"It's a group of young people after all"

Some big people began to discuss, and the elder of the Nangong family was trembling angrily, he looked at Ye Tingcheng, Mo Fan, and Mo Chen, and a few people roared angrily: "Don't give you some lessons, when my Nangong family is something, can a cat or a dog blaspheme?"

"Then you come and see if you can kill me"

Mo Fan has never been a stupid person, if he can't fight, he will run, this is also one of his characters, he is not the protagonist in the mouth of those storytellers, he will also be afraid of death, for example, he also fled in the face of black and white impermanence, he was afraid when he faced the rain demon Bai Lige, and he almost died when he faced the iron fan scholar, but today he is not afraid and does not want to escape, because he has hatred in his heart, hatred for his mother, so he drew a knife!!

............

An hour ago.

In the woods outside Fengyue City, Xiahou Xiongba, who had not been seen for a long time, clenched his fists and surging power, and the vast spiritual power like the sea swept and exploded.

In front of him were six people lined up, five men and one woman, each with their own characteristics, all between the ages of twenty-six or seventeen, they were all wearing black cloaks with different colors of armor, and the chest of the armor had a different animal pattern, bear, eagle, whale, leopard, tiger, crocodile, and the leading blue armor man was slender and handsome, and his chest was the lion of all beasts!

One of the three special combat teams of the Imperial Military Aircraft Division, the Beast Soul.

Thunder Lion, the leader of the beast soul.

The six combatants, the white bear, the black eagle, the sea whale, the red leopard, the yellow tiger, and the green crocodile.

"Xiahou Xiongba, ten years ago, I was imprisoned in the Shushan Lock Sword Tower, and because of the name of Shushan, the Military Aircraft Department wiped you out of the list of must-kill, but this does not mean that your sins can be washed away!"

Lei Shi looked at Xiahou Xiongba and said coldly, "But since you have been released by Shushan, then your wanted will continue, after all, you have killed a marquis of the empire and more than 8,000 soldiers, and today you will be executed in the name of justice!"

"Haha, justice?" Xiahou Xiongba shook his head disdainfully, "Are the little ghosts who have emerged in the era so arrogant, you mentioned the Military Aircraft Department, then it is Wang Yaozong's people, it seems that he didn't tell you to know how to respect your predecessors when walking in the times!"

"The Beast Soul White Bear of the Special Combat Team of the Military Aircraft Department, please advise!"

The two-meter-tall white bear rushed over, his right arm turned into a huge plush, and his right palm became a beast's palm, and the fist "Extreme Cold Bear King Awakening - Impact Fist"

"Bloodliner, little bear exit" Xiahou Xiongba sneered and struck with a killing fist, which was indeed small compared to the huge beast fist, but the strength was not at a level.

"Boom!!" the white bear was shocked by the numbness of his arm and then kept backing away.

"It is worthy of being a well-known predecessor in the times, one of the top ten in the world in the past"

Huang Hu moved, and the tiger roared sharply behind him, and his right fist confronted Xiahou Xiongba, "We newborn calves want to be taught!"

"Beastmaster Fist!!"

"Kill punch!"

"Boom!!" The huge power collided, and Xiahou Xiongba squinted his eyes and sighed, "Are all of them bloodlined?

"I remember that ten years ago, before I entered the Sword Tower, the strongest combat power in the military aircraft department was called the Heavenly Soldier Pavilion, what about them?" Xiahou Xiongba asked casually as he continued to fight with Huang Hu and Bai Xiong.

Lei Shi, who stood in place, chuckled, "The predecessors have a good memory, the Heavenly Soldier Pavilion has become the veteran of the Military Aircraft Department ten years ago, and now the Military Aircraft Department is walking in the world with three special combat units, the Samurai Regiment, the Beast Soul Regiment, and the Apocalypse Regiment."

"Understood, the future is terrifying" Xiahou Xiongba punched back the white bear and the yellow tiger, and then frowned and scolded, "But don't hinder Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu still has something to do, you can't beat me!"

The Lei Shi on the opposite side said with arrogance and disdain on his face: "The people who have been eliminated by the times are so arrogant, as a member of the Military Aircraft Department, I know the truth best, fifteen years ago, the emperor ranked the top ten in the world, after countless fights, and then eliminated some old monsters, the ten of you with the strongest strength and the highest talent were ranked in, ten years have passed, the top ten in the world have really reached the highest realm, representing the highest level in the world, and only you have been imprisoned for ten years and kicked out of the top ten, where do you get your pride?"

"Junior!" The powerful aura around Xiahou Xiongba's body raged unscrupulously, and that aura soared into the sky.

"Kill the fist!" The power of the punch, the fluctuation directly knocked the white bear and the yellow tiger away.

"It doesn't matter if it's the top ten or not, you remember that this is the pride of the war ghost!!" Xiahou Xiongba stood in place and roared.

Lei Shi couldn't help but take a step back, and then his face was a little shocked, and his fingers trembled: "Ten years of locking the Sword Tower, your realm has not only recovered so quickly, but you have even broken through the realm of the year and reached the peak of the True Saint!!"

"Impossible...... No way!"

............

A few hours later, in the Nangong family, Mo Fan drew his sword in the face of the attacking Nangong elder, without the slightest hesitation, the strongest knife exploded in early winter, and the powerful cold qi spread around, and the knife qi came out vertically and horizontally and constantly collided with the Nangong patriarch.

"It's just a little ghost, you can't turn the sky upside down," Nangong Patriarch said disdainfully, but in the face of this knife in the early winter, his actions were not as easy as his mouth.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Mo Fan's body, Nangong Yulong frowned and said to the old lady, "Mother, isn't it a little too ......much?"

"Don't worry about it, the old man wants to see how long his pride and persistence can resist" The old lady of Nangong stared at Mo Fan, with a different look in her eyes, she saw an equally stubborn figure on Mo Fan's body.

Mo Fan's body kept retreating, and there was already blood spilling out of the corners of his mouth, even if the knife was strong in early winter, the Nangong family elder was the worst to enter the sainthood, no matter how many heavens it was, it was not something that Mo Fan of Xiao Tianque could resist!!

"If you were humble enough, you probably wouldn't need to be so embarrassed!" the elder of the Nangong family looked at Mo Fan and said with a sneer.

Mo Fan's face was full of pride and disdain, "Humility, I am a child of the Mo family, the grandson of the King of Tiantu, the son of the white-clothed Mo Shaoqing and Mrs. Yasukuni!!"

"Don't bully the poor boy, one day no one can ignore me, no one can force me back with his fists so easily!" Mo Fan roared, and the bruises on his face flared up.

At this time, a voice came in: "Stinky boy, that's good!"

"Are you a stinky boy who has no backing? Even if there is no Mo family, he is not bullied!!"

Hearing this voice, Mo Fan smiled, it was a very happy smile, followed by a terrifying force, and then a pair of golden fists bombarded the chest of the elder of the Nangong family, directly blasting him out and hitting the pillar of the attic hall, "Poof!!"

Xiahou Xiongba stood in front of Mo Fan, the middle-aged man with a little white hair, who seemed so reliable.

"Xiahou Xiongba!!"

"War Ghost!!" The elders or Dharma protectors of many sects all stood up, and some even took a few steps back, because they had all experienced that era, and no one knew better than them how terrifying that man who killed and punched the rivers and lakes was.

"He actually really came out of the Lock Sword Tower, this breath, his cultivation has not regressed, and he has not fallen in the slightest, the peak of the True Saint!!" Nangong Yulong was also shocked.

Xiahou Xiongba's whole body strength was unscrupulous, so that some people could only resist hard, and his face was full of wild laughter, "If you want to see the jokes of the stinky boy, you have to pass my Xiahou first!"

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