"Get out!"

A faint sound sounded at the same time as the sound of the wine bottle falling on the table, and then slowly spread in this attic. The surrounding noise suddenly quieted down, and one after another, with a slightly strange look, fell on Mo Zhiyao's body.

And Ding Yue, who was standing next to the table, was stunned at first when he heard this, obviously he didn't expect that someone would dare to talk to him like this. Immediately, his eyes narrowed into a dangerous arc slightly.

"What did you say, boy? I didn't hear clearly. Ding Yue's gaze, which gradually became cold, fell on Mo Zhiyao's body, and said in a cold voice.

"I said, let you go. Mo Zhiyao didn't raise his head, his eyes just looked at the wine bottle on the table indifferently, and said slowly. In that way, he completely ignored the other party.

Ding Yue's face slowly became cold, and then the corners of his lips raised a slightly hideous arc. "Hehe, it's not a small tone. It seems that you don't know who you're talking to. ”

"I'm not interested in knowing about your kind of garbage. Mo Zhiyao slowly raised his head, looked indifferently, and said with a non-salty and indifferent gaze to Ding Yue's gaze.

"Oh, is it?" Ding Yue squinted his eyes, and a cold color flashed under his eyes. "Then I'll let you know. ”

As soon as the words fell, Ding Yue's palm suddenly poked out, and on the tips of his five fingers, there was a chilling extremely cold power that quickly condensed and formed, and an astonishing aura erupted. Then, towards the top of Mo Zhiyao's head, he grabbed it fiercely.

This Ding Yue shot extremely ruthlessly, this look, obviously without the slightest mercy, wants to kill Mo Zhiyao on the spot!

Ding Yue's palm was extremely fast, and almost in a flash, it appeared on the top of Mo Zhiyao's head. The fierce wind made a piercing sound of cracking wind.

Facing such a ferocious blow from Ding Yue, to everyone's surprise, Mo Zhiyao didn't react at all, just sat there so quietly, without even a trace of fluctuation in his eyes.

"Looking for death!" Seeing Mo Zhiyao's reaction like this, the ruthless color in Ding Yue's eyes suddenly became a little stronger. The cultivation strength of his own seven patterns made him full of confidence in himself. He didn't believe that the young man in front of him could ignore his blow.

However, just as such a thought was spinning in his heart, he suddenly felt that a violent aura erupted violently from his side.

"It's you garbage who is looking for death!" A palm of a hand reached out like lightning, five fingers spread, and grabbed Ding Yue's arm. On the palm of that hand, a brilliant golden red light shone out.

Ding Yue's face changed drastically in an instant, not only because of the amazing speed of the palm that stretched out out of thin air, but also because he felt that an irresistible force was attacking like a tide.

However, before Ding Yue could react next, he felt that the scene around him suddenly turned around. In the next moment, his body was involuntarily picked up by the palm of his hand, and then slammed into the ground!

"Bang!"

The huge power made this attic tremble in a daze, and the ground paved with hard diamonds under Ding Yue directly cracked one after another, and his face turned pale in an instant, and a strange flush swept across his cheeks.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out of Ding Yue's mouth, which was shocking.

A figure appeared strangely in front of Ding Yue, and the evil smile hanging on the corner of his mouth seemed to have a faint taste of bloodlust of plunder. Those dark eyes, at this time, there was a chilling ferocious aura emerging out.

"Give you face, you don't have a face! What are you ******, and you're qualified to shout in front of my father!" Long Zhan jumped up, the tip of his scarlet tongue crossed his lips, and his appearance was almost the same as Mo Zhiyao.

The fists were raised, and the amazing power was frantically condensed under his fists, and then the fist shadow in the sky was brought up, like a violent storm, without giving Ding Yue the slightest chance to resist, and he was drowned in an instant.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The fists hit the flesh, and the sound of the flesh that made the scalp explode was almost connected, and the sound of bones shattering faintly resounded. The terrifying force of the fist caused the surrounding air to explode.

The terrible screams only sounded for a while, and then they stopped. A puff of rainbow blood mist exploded, causing the air in this attic to smell bloody.

"Bang!"

The last punch smashed mercilessly on Ding Yue's chest. His chest was in a deep depression. Ding Yue was covered in blood, and his eyes were almost bulging out. In the midst of it, there was a look of disbelief and horror.

Ding Yue never imagined that he would be defeated so quickly and so completely. The strength he is proud of doesn't even have the slightest chance to play.

Long Zhan's toes tapped the void, and his body retreated, landing on the ground.

"Phew!"

A mouthful of saliva spit on Ding Yue's face. Long Zhan shook his hands and shook the blood off them. "It's just such a little ability, and you came out to learn to rob men and women, are you a fool!"

Countless dull gazes fell on Ding Yue on the ground, looking at the latter who was covered in blood and could hardly see the human form, the corners of many people's mouths couldn't help but smile. This young man who doesn't seem to be very old, when he starts to do it, he is so fierce and ruthless, it makes people's hearts tremble.

Moreover, what is even more shocking is that Ding Yue is not an ordinary character, he is a genuine seven-pattern transformation peak powerhouse, but in the hands of that young man, he is no different from a lamb to be slaughtered, letting the fish and meat go, without the slightest power to fight back. What is the identity of this young man? And listening to his name for the young man in black, it turned out to be his son? The son is still so fierce, so how terrifying is the strength of the father?

Chu Xing'er and Yue Shan on the side both had petrified expressions, and even Qing Xin couldn't help but be moved, and glanced at the indifferent look of Long Zhan. This little guy seems to be even more cruel than his father............

Long Zhan has been following Mo Zhiyao's side since he was born. Under the influence of the ears and eyes, there is a natural way. Mo Zhiyao is ruthless and ruthless against the enemy, and he is even more green now.

Many eyes moved from Ding Yue's body, then swept over the dragon battle, and finally landed on Mo Zhiyao's body. looked at the latter, whose face was still indifferent, as if nothing had happened, and his heart was secretly speechless. These two ruthless people, where did they come from, they actually shot mercilessly, don't you know that behind Ding Yue, there is a terrifying old monster in the snow mountain?

Although Mo Zhiyao is now notorious in this sea of fog demons, there are not many people who have really seen him in person. Therefore, everyone here really didn't know that the black-clothed young man in front of them was Mo Zhiyao.

"Dad, how is it?" Long Zhan clapped his palms, returned to his seat with a smile, looked at Mo Zhiyao and said.

"Good job, but why are you giving him a breath?" Mo Zhiyao glanced at Long Zhan, but the words that came out of his mouth made the corners of the eyes of several people around him twitch. Feelings, he, as a father, still thinks his son is not fierce enough, right?

"Didn't you say that there was some old monster in the snow mountain behind this guy? Beat him to death, how did you bring out that old thing? This waste is not fun to fight at all, I hope that old ghost can make me move my muscles and bones. Long Zhan reached out and took a piece of pastry and stuffed it into his mouth, and said with some indistinctness.

"That's right. Mo Zhiyao raised his hand, raised the wine bottle and took a sip, and said lightly. Since he beat this small one, he naturally offended the old monster of the Snow Mountain, so he simply solved it together, so as not to have any trouble after entering the Divine Burial Demon Plain.

"Uh... Yue Shan, who was on the other side, immediately grinned when he heard this, and then said cautiously: "Brother Mo, that old monster of the Snow Mountain is a three-tribulation powerhouse, it doesn't seem to be so easy to deal with, right?"

"Big man, look at you so strong, so cowardly. It's just an old ghost who has only been in the third tribulation, are you afraid of becoming like this?" Long Zhan raised his head, looked at Yue Shan and pursed his lips, and said disdainfully.

When Yue Shan heard this, his face suddenly turned blue, this doesn't seem to have anything to do with physique, right?

"Don't worry, it's fine. Mo Zhiyao glanced at Long Zhan angrily, then waved his hand and said to Yue Shan with a casual expression.

Seeing Mo Zhiyao speak like this, Yue Shan was also slightly relieved in his heart. Because he had seen it with his own eyes, Mo Zhiyao's anti-heaven combat power far exceeded the surface level. Since he said it was okay, he should be able to deal with the old monster of the snowy mountains.

At this moment, the atmosphere in this attic has obviously become depressed. Many people's eyes flickered, and Ding Yue was beaten into this virtue in public, and it seems that this matter must not be good.

The old monster of the snowy mountain has always been short-sighted, and besides, even if it is for the sake of face, he will definitely not give up. For a moment, the entire attic fell into an eerie silence.

As for the strange atmosphere around him, Mo Zhiyao ignored it, and still drank by himself. And when he drank the last sip of the bottle, his eyes flickered slightly, and then he looked at the door of the attic.

"It's coming. ”

As Mo Zhiyao's words fell, a figure, with a monstrous aura, rushed from outside the door. The temperature in this attic plummeted below freezing in an instant.

"Who hurt my disciple?" The figure, with a thick chill, landed beside Ding Yue, and then glanced at everyone in the audience with a hideous look.