"Mo Zhiyao, if you dare to touch a hair of mine, my father will never let you go!" Shui Canglan, whose face was flushed, struggled to say to Mo Zhiyao, his voice became low and hoarse because he was choked by the throat.

"Smack!" There was a loud bang, and Mo Zhiyao's slap was slammed on Shui Canglan's face, and suddenly, half of Shui Canglan's face was blurred with flesh and blood, and it was actually exploded by Mo Zhiyao. A mouth full of teeth flew out of his mouth with blood spurting wildly.

"Little beast, you dare!" Shui Yuntian shouted violently, his body rushed forward again, and a fierce force suddenly came out of his hand, and he bombarded Mo Zhiyao fiercely!

Mo Zhiyao's body did not move, but he used Shui Canglan in his hand as a shield to meet the strength of Shui Yuntian.

Shui Yuntian was suddenly shocked, and hurriedly withdrew his strength, but the residual strength still made Shui Canglan's mouth spurt blood again.

"I don't want him to die so soon, just stand there for me honestly!" Mo Zhiyao's half-squinted eyes flashed with a dangerous cold glow, making Shui Yuntian dare not make any moves.

"Mo Zhiyao, as long as you let go of my son, I promise not to hurt you in the slightest and let you go. Shui Yuntian looked at Mo Zhiyao, with a look of fury in his eyes, but he tried to slow down his tone as much as possible, for fear of angering him.

"Lord of the Water Country, this is Mo Zhiyao, but my lord wants" Si Mingyang on the side heard this, and hurriedly spoke. It's just that before he could finish his words, he was severely pressed by a majestic coercion.

"I want you/Mom! My son is now in his hands, if you dare to say more nonsense, this seat will be the first to kill you!" Shui Yuntian's face was distorted, his eyes were full of murder, and he yelled at Si Mingyang.

Si Mingyang's cultivation is only in the late stage of Hidden Void, and what he relies on is only the forces behind him, if he really wants to make a move, even if he joins forces with that Ji Injury, it is not enough for Shui Yuntian to pull it with one hand.

Now that Shui Canglan's life is hanging in the balance, Si Mingyang is still chirping there at an inopportune time, obviously not caring about Shui Canglan's life and death at all, which makes Shui Yuntian, who has always been patient with him, unable to bear it anymore and directly suppress the past.

Si Mingyang saw that Shui Yuntian had already gone berserk, so he reacted, and was silent at the moment, and didn't dare to say half a word more. It's just that in the depths of his eyes, a flash of resentment flashed.

"You dare to talk to me like this, wait for today's matter, no matter whether you can catch Mo Zhiyao or not, I will go back to the Lord and uproot your Lanyun Heavenly Sect!" Si Mingyang roared in his heart.

As for what Si Mingyang thinks in his heart, Shui Yuntian can't care about it at all at this moment, as long as Shui Canglan is fine, no matter what the price, he is willing to pay.

"Let me go?" Mo Zhiyao looked at Shui Yuntian, the curvature of the corners of his mouth was full of irony. "Today, all the people here are going to die!"

After saying a word, Mo Zhiyao's face instantly became fierce, and his right fist smashed Shui Canglan's lower abdomen, and the fierce strength was like a knife, stirring wildly in the Shui Canglan's dantian!

"Woo!" Shui Canglan's whole body trembled sharply, his eyes rolled up, and blood flowed out of his eyes, ears, mouth and nose like a stream, which looked extremely poignant.

"Little bastard, you are looking for death!" Seeing this, Shui Yuntian's face immediately became extremely hideous, his eyes flashed with rage, and he howled and rushed towards Mo Zhiyao.

A trace of cruelty crossed Mo Zhiyao's eyes, and his arm flung horizontally, throwing the water in another direction.

Seeing this, Shui Yuntian hurriedly turned around, swept over, caught his son, and held him in his arms. It's just that at the moment of catching the water canglan, Shui Yuntian's face suddenly turned iron-blue.

A series of muffled sounds sounded like firecrackers in Shui Canglan's body, and with each sound, Shui Canglan's body trembled violently, and a puff of blood mist erupted along the blood hole on his body that was blown up.

After nearly a hundred muffled sounds, Shui Canglan has completely become a mess of mud that can't support the wall, and the meridians, muscles and bones of the whole body have all become powder, plus the Yuan Shen was defeated by Mo Zhiyao, although Shui Canglan is not dead, but it is ten thousand times more miserable than death, if you want to recover, it is estimated that there is only one way to return to the furnace and rebuild.

"Little bastard! I swear that you must pay a terrible price!" Shui Yuntian turned his head to stare at Mo Zhiyao, and said with an unusually gloomy face.

A powerful aura suddenly erupted from Shui Yuntian's body, and this space was instantly filled with a rich violent spiritual power, and the entire square was trembling.

The fierce and vast coercion suddenly descended, and fiercely pressed towards Mo Zhiyao.

"Hmph!" Mo Zhiyao snorted coldly, and the breath of his whole body suddenly let go, and he was shaken by Shui Yuntian's momentum without letting go.

"In the early days of Tibetan Void? Didn't Mo Zhiyao say that he was only twenty years old? How is this possible?"

"Yes, when he was in the Treasure Competition, he was only a cultivator in the middle of Nayuan, how long has it been, how did he get promoted to the early stage of Tibetan Void?"

"I heard that he was forced into the misty grassland back then, it seems that he must have gotten some chance in it, otherwise how could there be such a big improvement?"

"In the early stage of Tibetan Void, can he skip the level and fail to fight? That Nanya Guangyu and the young master are both cultivators in the early stage of Tibetan Void, and they will be abused after his hands!"

"Oh my God, I'm only twenty years old, and I'm promoted to the realm of hidden void, and I can still fight beyond the level, this Mo Zhiyao is too demonic, right?"

There was an uproar in the square, spreading like a tide, causing a commotion. The many disciples of the Lanyun Heavenly Sect below were talking about it, and the eyes that looked at Mo Zhiyao were full of horror.

Mo Zhiyao's breath was released, revealing the true realm of cultivation, which made Shui Yuntian and the others even more frightened. Not to mention Mo Zhiyao's age, it's just that he was able to use the same cultivation realm to crush Nanya Guangyu and Shui Canglan with a sweeping momentum, which shows that his real combat power is by no means as simple as it seems on the surface.

Shui Yuntian's eyes narrowed, his cold gaze was fixed on Mo Yuan, and there was a trace of deep jealousy in the depths of his eyes.

"This kid's cultivation back then was only in the middle of Nayuan, if it took a year to be promoted to the early stage of returning to the gods, or because he devoured the whiskers of the thunder beast, then it took another year to be promoted to the early stage of the hidden void, this speed is too terrifying. ”

From the mouth of the eastward wind, Shui Yuntian had already tortured everything about Mo Zhiyao's time in the Lanyun Kingdom, and knew everything about Mo Zhiyao's cultivation and entry.

"This son must not be kept, otherwise, it will definitely be a big trouble for my Lanyun Kingdom in the future!" Shui Yuntian secretly made up his mind, even if there was no matter of water and turmoil, this Mo Zhiyao, who had already torn his face, would definitely not be able to leave his mouth alive.

Mo Zhiyao's potential and promotion speed made Shui Yuntian feel terrified. Such a potentially terrifying enemy must be eliminated as soon as possible.

"All the elders listened to the order, and they shot together with this seat to kill this little beast!" "The cautious Shui Yuntian, although his cultivation was a full three levels higher than Mo Zhiyao, he still refused to face it alone, and he still had to gather the elders of the entire Lanyun Heavenly Sect to deal with Mo Zhiyao together.

"Yes!" Behind him, more than a dozen figures shot out, showing a trend of encirclement, firmly surrounding Mo Zhiyao.

"Two envoys, aren't you going to capture this little bastard?" Shui Yuntian turned his head to look at Ji Shu and Si Mingyang, and said coldly.

Ji Shu and Si Mingyang glanced at each other, nodded, and flew over together, standing on both sides of Shui Yuntian.

Powerful spiritual power fluctuations emanated from these people's bodies, fused together, and suddenly set off a spiritual power storm over the square, swept away, and fiercely suppressed Mo Zhiyao's momentum.

"Little beast, my Tianzong City is the place where you died, and today next year will be your death day!" Shui Yuntian's face was gloomy, and waves of majestic and fierce spiritual power spread out in the sky like stormy waves.

"Hmph, no matter how much it is, it's all waste!" Mo Zhiyao said coldly, and then, in the horrified eyes of everyone, the blood-colored resentful armor covered the whole body!

The cold face was hidden under the mask, and the cold killing intent flowed under the eyes. Wisps of red resentment lingered all over the body, intertwined with the black qi of the long stick, and the long purple hair behind him flew without wind.

Looking at Mo Zhiyao, who was so evil on the other side that it made people's hearts tremble, the pupils of Shui Yuntian and several people all constricted, and a chill rose from their hearts.

Mo Zhiyao's long stick leaned to his side, and his voice was as cold as metal. "Xiao Qiong, suppress me!"

Against Shui Yuntian, who was at the peak of the Hidden Void, Mo Zhiyao no longer had the slightest reservation, and his current combat power could not compete with that level.

"Hum~" A trembling coercion suddenly came, and the vast water spirit power full of violent meaning was overwhelming, instantly sweeping this side of the world.

Within a range of thousands of feet, there was the power of the blue water spirit, and with the turbulent rolling raging waves, the space became obviously unstable.

All the Lan Yun Heavenly Sect disciples and elders who were shrouded in it, as well as Na Ji Shu and Si Mingyang, their faces suddenly turned extremely pale.

Xiao Qiong, who was promoted to a half-step void-level spirit treasure, was able to burst out with power, which made the heavens and the earth lose color.

"Little bastard, don't think that if you have a spiritual treasure, you can be unscrupulous! Today, you will definitely die!" Although there was a shocked look in his eyes, Shui Yuntian did not have the slightest panic, looking at Mo Zhiyao, the corners of his mouth flashed with an inexplicable arc.

"The disciples of Lanyun Tianzong listen to the order, stand up, and set up a formation!Absolute Sky and Hidden Sea!" With Shui Yuntian's loud shout, thousands of disciples in the square below moved one after another, and then sat cross-legged, and streams of pure water spirit power surged out from their bodies, and then gathered together, like a huge dragon, rapidly rotating around the square, and the range was exactly equivalent to Xiao Qiong's realm. A vast and majestic spiritual power fluctuation instantly spread out in Xiao Qiong's realm.

Mo Zhiyao's face that was hidden under the mask suddenly changed, because he clearly felt that Xiao Qiong's domain power was rapidly neutralized.

"Little beast, the Absolute Void Hidden Sea Great Array in this seat also has the power of the realm, which is enough to offset the power of your spirit treasure, this time, I see what else you have to rely on!" Shui Yuntian's face was full of sinister smiles, and his face was extremely cold.