Nanya Falcon's face suddenly changed drastically, full of horror, he didn't expect anything to say, Mo Zhiyao didn't even say a word, he actually did it directly!

The spiritual power in Mo Zhiyao's palm surged, and a fierce absorbing force directly pulled the Southern Falcon Domain in front of him.

"Not good!"

Mo Zhiyao's move was beyond everyone's expectations, and no one could have imagined that in front of all the powerhouses of the entire Lanyun Heavenly Sect and the envoys of the two super forces, Mo Zhiyao would take the initiative to make a move.

Therefore, when the Southern Falcon Domain fell into the hands of Mo Zhiyao, these people reacted, especially Nanya Guangyu, who was so anxious that he rushed to Mo Zhiyao like crazy. However, it was too late.

"Ahh

In just half a breath, the South Cliff Falcon was torn alive by Mo Zhiyao! The pungent smell of blood instantly permeated the square.

"Bastard!" Nanya Guangyu almost didn't faint, he was such an only son, he didn't expect to be completely derooted by Mo Zhiyao!

At that moment, Nanya Guangyu's eyes immediately turned red, and his expression was as hideous as a beast that had lost its mind, roaring and rushing towards Mo Zhiyao.

"Give my son back!"

"Are you this miscellaneous father, then you will die too!" Mo Zhiyao's scarlet eyes looked at Nanya Guangyu who was rushing towards him with bloodthirsty killing intent, and there was no trace of human emotion in his eyes, and he was full of cold killing intent.

An invisible wave swept directly across the past, and the fierce eyes of Nanya Guangyu, who looked hideous, became hollow in an instant, and then, a fist shining with golden light, with a narrow and violent force, smashed into his chest like thunder.

Nanya Guangyu's cultivation is the same as Mo Zhiyao, both of them are in the early stage of hiding the void, and among the same level, Mo Zhiyao is completely crushed, not to mention that Mo Zhiyao now, because of the encounter of the eastward flow of smoke and rain, has been completely crazy, and the combat power that broke out is far more than usual. In addition, Nanya Guangyu didn't expect that he was just a kid in the Nayuan realm at the beginning, and in just one year, his cultivation would be able to skyrocket to such a terrifying situation.

With mental calculation or not, the fate of Nanya Guangyu can be imagined.

A beast-like roar came from Mo Zhiyao's mouth, and the black thunder arc power wrapped around Mo Zhiyao's fists, and a series of air explosions sounded in the air, fists to the flesh, and each punch would bring a sound of bones that made people's scalps tingle.

In just a few breaths, Mo Zhiyao blasted out no less than hundreds of punches!

Nanya Guangyu is like a puppet, and was directly tyrannized into a mess of rotten meat by Mo Zhiyao!

"Ah!" Mo Zhiyao's fists spread out into claws, his arms waved like wheels, and his sharp claws were like knives, tearing off Nanya Guangyu's skin, flesh, muscles and bones one by one, and throwing them in the air.

In an instant, Nanya Guangyu ended up with the same miserable fate as his son, not only did he die without a body, but he was so broken that he couldn't even find a fist-sized piece of meat.

Mo Zhiyao's violence was no different at this moment, and the extremely bloody scene made everyone in the entire square stunned and their hearts chilled!

"Peng!" With the last blow, a huge spiritual power palm grabbed Nanya Guangyu's Yuan Shen in it, shook it fiercely, and pinched it violently!

There are no bones left, and the gods are gone!

Looking at Mo Zhiyao, who was violent in mid-air, everyone in the square below was stunned and trembled. No one expected that Mo Zhiyao would be so fierce that in front of everyone in Lanyun Tianzong, in such a bloody and tyrannical way, he killed Nanya Guangyu's father and son.

The atmosphere of the whole square suddenly froze. Everyone's throats rolled suddenly, and many of the disciples of the Lanyun Heavenly Sect took a step back unconsciously.

Mo Zhiyao's bloody tyranny is one thing, and the cultivation and combat power he has displayed have made countless people tremble! Nanya Guangyu, that is the overhaul in the early stage of hiding the void, in front of Mo Zhiyao, there is no difference from the pigs and dogs to be slaughtered!

Taking a deep breath, Mo Zhiyao's figure fell, falling beside the eastward smoke and rain, his arms were opened, and he hugged him tightly to his chest, and the violence on his face disappeared instantly, replaced by heartache and tenderness that he had never felt before.

"It's okay, I'm here!"

One word, six words, made the rain tremble all over the body, tears gushed out uncontrollably, trembling arms, slowly wrapped around Mo Zhiyao's waist, and finally, suddenly hugged it, the cuckoo cried blood, howling and crying.

This day, finally waited, I don't know if all this is real, even if she is now leaning on this solid chest, she still has a dream-like illusory feeling.

Mo Zhiyao picked up the eastward smoke and rain, stepped on the void, and walked step by step in front of everyone, ignoring everyone, at this moment, in his eyes, there was only this weak girl in his arms, this Yiren who had been buried in his heart and dared not face it.

Countless shocked eyes converged on Mo Zhiyao's body, but no one, including Shui Yuntian, dared to speak, as if there was an invisible big hand, pinching their throats tightly, making it difficult for them to even breathe.

"Wind Wing, help me take care of her first. Mo Zhiyao's face became gloomy again, and his body was now almost weakened to an unimaginable point. It was a weakness that even cut off her vitality, and if Mo Zhiyao came a few days late, even if no one tortured her, she wouldn't be able to survive for three days.

"The host was reassured. The killing intent in the eyes of the Shadow Wind Winged Bat was no less than that of Mo Zhi, and then a whirlwind appeared out of thin air, enveloping the eastward smoke and rain.

"Tell me, who abolished your cultivation?" Mo Zhiyao's trembling fingers touched his cheeks and asked softly.

"It doesn't matter, you shouldn't have come, let's go. Dongliu Yanyu shook his head, with a deep reluctance in his eyes, as well as deep worry. "Before I die, I am satisfied to be able to see you. ”

"Don't worry, you'll be fine, the entire Lanyun Heavenly Sect and the people of the Nanya family will die today!" Mo Zhiyao knew what Dongliu Yanyu was worried about, and although the curvature of the corners of his mouth was a little stiff, there was endless tenderness.

"Don't you believe your man?" Mo Zhiyao's words made Dongliu's delicate body tremble again.

"My man, Cheng Mo, are you willing to marry me?" Dongliu Yanyu raised his arm tremblingly, put his hand on Mo Zhiyao's face, his eyes were filled with excitement, and he said in a choked voice.

"I do, actually, I have long been willing. Don't worry, when the matter here is over, we will get married. Mo Zhiyao nodded and said with a smile. "Now tell me, who abolished your cultivation?"

"It's him, Shui Canglan!" Dongliu Yanyu's eyes surged with bitter hatred, and his eyes fell on Shui Canglan in the distance.

"He?" Mo Zhiyao turned his head to look, and the corners of his mouth flashed with a bloody arc. Then he gently patted the back of Dongliu Yanyu's hand, and said softly: "Have a good rest, just leave everything to me." ”

Standing up and turning around, Mo Zhiyao's expression instantly became calm again, full of violent gaze, and fell on the body of Shui Canglan in the distance.

Being stared at by Mo Zhiyao, Shui Canglan suddenly shuddered, after seeing Mo Zhiyao's shot just now, Shui Canglan knew how ridiculous his previous thoughts were.

His cultivation is the same as that of Nanya Guangyu, Nanya Guangyu has ended up so miserable, how good can he be?

The conversation between Mo Zhiyao and Dongliu Yanyu just now, Shui Canglan heard it clearly, and when he saw Mo Zhiyao staring at him at this moment, his heart trembled suddenly.

"Canglan, come back!" Seeing Mo Zhiyao staring at his son, Shui Yuntian was also cold, and hurriedly shouted, and at the same time his body was about to move, planning to go to his son's side.

It's just that Shui Yuntian is destined to be extinct today, and from the moment he was targeted by Mo Zhiyao, Shui Canglan's fate was already doomed!

"Peng!" With a muffled sound, a huge spherical air shield suddenly appeared without warning, enveloping Shui Yuntian, Ji Sheng, Si Mingyang, and the elders of the Lanyun Heavenly Sect behind several people!

Demonic aura, brazenly launched!

At the same time, Mo Zhiyao's eyes suddenly became fierce, and he kicked the void violently under his feet, and the sound of an air explosion sounded, and his body swept towards the water in the distance!

Shui Canglan's face suddenly changed drastically, and he didn't care about anything else, he tried his best to sweep in the direction of Shui Yuntian and a few people like crazy.

It's a pity that in the face of Mo Zhiyao, who has brought the extreme illusion body to the extreme, the speed of the water is so powerless.

An invisible wave emanated from Mo Zhiyao's body, directly crushing towards the water. In the midst of the retreat, the water was turbulent, and the figure suddenly stagnated.

"Peng!" A cold palm without any temperature pinched the neck of the water storm. With his arm raised, Mo Zhiyao lifted Shui Canglan in front of him.

"Bastard!" After all, Shui Yuntian is a cultivator at the peak of the Hidden Void, plus the cultivation is also a Ji Injury, Si Mingyang, and a group of Lan Yuntian Sect elders in the late stage of the Hidden Void, just in an instant, he broke free from the shackles of the demonic aura.

"Let go of my son!" Shui Yuntian's eyes were blood-red, and he roared towards Mo Zhiyao.

"Get out of here!" At the same time, a hideous black Jiao suddenly rushed out, a blood-colored long stick, with a narrow roaring sound, crossed an arc in the air, with fierce strength, and slammed towards Shui Yuntian!

"Boom!" There was a loud bang, and the violent strength overflowed in all directions, and Mo Zhiyao and Shui Yuntian's figures retreated at the same time, but Mo Zhiyao retreated farther away.

"Mo Zhiyao, let go of my son, otherwise this seat will make you worse off than dead!" Stopping the retreat, Shui Yuntian's face distorted, and waves of majestic spiritual power fluctuations instantly diffused in the surrounding air.

"Snort!" Mo Zhiyao completely ignored the threat of Shui Yuntian without any nutrition, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth became more and more cold.