Updated: 2013-05-13

Mo Yang smiled coldly: "Where are you running away this time?"

He hung the Cloud Shadow Bow back on Ye Guanghao's waist, and then, the two longitudinal sweeps crossed a distance of more than 100 meters, and opened their big hands like an eagle to grab Ye Xiaoyu.

When Mo Yang grabbed towards Ye Xiaoyu, in a shadow behind Mo Yang, a faint shadow appeared, and when he looked at Mo Yang, his eyes were cold and ruthless, and his murderous aura was unparalleled, but this rich murderous aura had never spread out at all, and it was perfectly controlled by this shadow hidden in the shadows, and it was not leaked at all.

Just at the moment when she was about to make a move, her ears suddenly moved, and she pressed the desire to make a move again, this person is none other than Ye Yurou, her son entered such a dangerous place as the Qiyun Mountains for the first time, as a mother, how could she rest assured, but after all, she was born in the Night Clan, and the Night Clan's harshness in disciplining her children is beyond the imagination of ordinary families, as long as Ye Xiaoyu is not fatally injured, she will never make a move easily, before, Ye Guanghao hurt Ye Xiaoyu many times, she has never interfered, the children of the Night Clan, must go through many difficult trainings before they can become successful。

She could deduce from Mo Yang's way of attacking her son that Mo Yang didn't want her son's life at least now, so she could completely calm down and want to see what Mo Yang wanted to do.

Moreover, she also found that there were two more people on the other side, and the arrival of these two people would definitely make things go in another direction, and she was not in a hurry to make a move.

Mo Yang didn't expect that there was actually a person behind him, and the praying mantis catching cicada and yellow finch were no more than this.

"Stop......"

When Mo Yang's big hand was about to grab Ye Xiaoyu's neck, a loud shout suddenly came from the jungle, and then, a golden light shot out from the depths of the woods and slammed into Mo Yang.

Gu didn't want to grab Ye Xiaoyu anymore, Mo Yang's palm also rose a layer of gold, as if plated with a layer of gold, and grabbed towards the golden light with a fierce claw, this golden light was crushed by his claw, and at the same time, there was a sharp pain in the palm of his hand, and this golden light burst through his body-protecting true qi at the same time.

Mo Yang took two steps back, and at a glance recognized the two people who came out of the woods, Ye Wenxian and Ye Zhiqiu.

Ye Wenxian fanned the fan elegantly and walked side by side with Ye Zhiqiu, Ye Zhiqiu saw Ye Xiaoyu who was seriously injured on the ground, and ran over in a few steps, squatting down to inspect Ye Xiaoyu's injury.

"Brother Xiaoyu, how are you?"

Seeing that the bones of Ye Xiaoyu's hands were shattered, and there was a deep bone scar on his thigh, Ye Zhiqiu's eyes were full of tears, and he fell down with a snap.

"Sister, I'm not dead yet......"

Ye Xiaoyu groaned in pain.

"Let you scare me......" Ye Zhiqiu burst into tears and laughed, and didn't care about Ye Xiaoyu calling her eldest sister.

"Moyang worship, why are you chasing and killing my Ye clan disciples?"

Ye Wenxian faced Mo Yang in the Grandmaster Realm, and his momentum was not much weaker.

"This son intends to hurt the young master, and the old man has the responsibility to protect the young master, what's wrong with chasing the murderer?"

Mo Yang said coldly, he is the worship of Ye Wuxing's family, not the worship of Ye Mansion, and he is not afraid of the first son of Ye Mansion.

"Young master, what a big name...... Ye Wenxian sneered: "As a Ye Mansion worshipper, you actually dare to hurt my Ye Mansion descendant disciple, and you have also done this worship......

"How the old man acts, it's not the turn of the fairy boy to preach. Mo Yang retorted, his master is Ye Wuxing, not Ye Wenxian, although the weight of Ye Wenxian's words is not light in Ye Mansion, however, it is impossible to decide his life and death with one word, Mo Yang deeply knows who he should be loyal to.

Ye Wenxian was not angry at all, showing an excellent demeanor, pointing at Ye Xiaoyu and saying: "Moyang worship, today's matter for the time being, regardless of who is right or wrong, now in the Qiyun Mountain Range, this son does not want to cause more trouble, Ye Xiaoyu will be taken away by me, even if this matter is over today, can it?"

"No, Ye Xiaoyu hurt the young master, I have to take him back and hand him over to the master. ”

Mo Yang refused, what are you kidding, there are only two things that Ye Wuxing told him, one is to protect Ye Guanghao, and the other is to kill Ye Xiaoyu when he has the opportunity, how could he be handed over to Ye Xiaoyu by Ye Wenxian in a few words.

"Hmmm......"

Ye Wenxian's eyes narrowed, and his voice became calmer: "What about this son's insistence?"

"The old man can't only be offended. Mo Yang did not back down.

"Haha, do you dare to hurt this son?" Ye Wenxian laughed angrily.

"If you ask the fairy prince to ignore this matter, you can naturally leave at any time, otherwise you can ......" Mo Yang snorted coldly.

"This matter is in charge of this ......" Ye Wenxian was completely enraged by Ye Moyang's attitude.

"This Ye Xiaoyu, the old man must also take it away. "Mo Yang didn't give an inch.

"Then let me comprehend and comprehend the power of an ink offering that has been cultivated for more than sixty years and is still only a Grandmaster's lower-level realm. Ye Manxian still had a gentle smile on his face, but his eyes were a little cold.

Mo Yang's old face turned red, Ye Wenxian's words were purely scolding without dirty words, what is called cultivating for more than sixty years and still being a grandmaster's lower level realm, isn't this directly scolding him for his poor qualifications, and smiled coldly at the moment: "Then let you see and understand." ”

Mo Yang threw Ye Guanghao casually, and a soft force sent him thirty meters away, Ye Zhiqiu also picked up Ye Xiaoyu and left quickly, so as not to be affected by the fight between the two.

Mo Yang did not stop Ye Zhiqiu's move, as long as he defeated Ye Wenxian, Ye Xiaoyu would never be able to escape.

"Today, the old man wants to teach you a good lesson, so that you know that even if you are a peerless genius, before you grow up, you still have to know how to forbear, and you will be pumped out of trouble, Jinshi Damudra!"

Mo Yang's hands were sealed, and a huge golden palm print that was condensed like a substance appeared in the air, and slapped towards Ye Wenxian.

"Old thing, there are a lot of people who can smoke this son, but they don't include you. ”

Even if Ye Wenxian is self-contained, he can't help but burst into foul language, you are just a slave of the Ye family, and you dare to be so rude to the first son of the Ye Mansion, it is really unruly.

It's just that Moyang is the worship of Ye Wuxing's branch, and he only obeys Ye Wuxing's orders alone, no matter how angry Ye Wenxian is, it will not help, Zuihou still has to rely on his strength to speak.

"Old thing, Ben Gongzi let you know today how big the gap is between genius and waste, and let you taste the power of Ben Gongzi's Yao Jin Fan Method. ”

Ye Wenxian was ruthless in his heart, facing the mighty golden stone big handprint, he did not flinch, folded the fan in his hand a little, and a golden light shot out from the folding fan, directly hitting the oncoming golden stone big handprint, he also cultivated the golden true qi, and it was the Ye family's most brilliant "Yao Jin Jue", Yao Jin Fan Method is the matching fan method recorded in "Yao Jin Jue", which is much more exquisite than the exercises practiced by Mo Yang, although he has not been promoted to the realm of grandmasters, but he is really not afraid of Mo Yang, an old thing.

The golden stone mudra is strong and powerful, and the golden light shot out by the Yaojin fan method is unparalleled, and the two collided in mid-air, and the golden light instantly pierced the golden stone mudra, and then castrated unabated, and continued to shoot towards Elder Moyang, Elder Moyang shot a golden stone mudra again, which scattered the golden light.

This blow alone made Mo Yang worship frightened in his heart, he had long heard that the fairy boy was amazingly talented, he was the first person of the younger generation in the Ye Mansion, but he had never fought before, and now it seems that it really deserves its reputation.

"It's really powerful, but no matter how beautiful you are, the difference is a big realm, and you are by no means the opponent of the old man, ask the fairy boy, the old man still advises you not to humiliate yourself...... Mo Yang said.

For Ye Xiaoyu, he can make a deadly hand, but against Ye Wenxian, he will never dare to play a heavy hand, and judging from the fight just now, if he wants to defeat Ye Wenxian, he also needs to pay a lot of price, and it is impossible to crush it unscathed.

"Less nonsense......"

Ye Wenxian is usually gentle and elegant, but when he fights, he is extremely crazy, the folding fan in his hand is either point or sweep, or shoot or fan, the fan shadow flies, and a golden light bursts out, intertwined into a large net in the air, and attacks towards Moyang.

Mo Yang's two palms were shining with golden light, guarding the middle door, or patting or pressing, or squeezing or pressing, and the dripping water that he guarded was not leaking, and the golden light that came from the attack was scattered by him, and the strength was all over, and the trees and rocks around the two of them were unlucky, and they turned into countless powders under the overflowing energy.

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