Chapter 168

"Ha ha! The genius of Jintong demon clan is really extraordinary. Accept it!" Mo Hongfei's face is full of satisfaction. The carefully selected lineup of Jintong demon clan is enough to sweep the small tribe of Jintong demon clan this time.

"Aristocrats are really talented. I'm Jintong demon family..." Jin Chiyang almost tilted his eyebrows, and his face was as expressionless as a zombie.

"If Jintong demon clan doesn't have a disciple, then today's competition will be over!" Mo Hongfei swept around. All the young people of Jintong clan showed their anger, but none of them dared to fight.

"Hum! If brother Yuanling hadn't gone to qingluan clan, you Mohism would be so arrogant today!" someone whispered unconvinced.

"Take advantage of the danger of the demon!"

"Cough..." at this time, a light cough came into the field.

Zhao Yuande stepped into the center of the square and held his head high behind him. He really looked like a royal family.

"What can I do for you?" Jin Chiyang saw that their glasses lit up immediately. He deeply knew the horror of the royal family. If he was willing to do it

"My childe is in a state of deep thought. He is itching to see the battle in the square. I wonder if elder Jin can help arrange it?" Zhao Yuande winked at Jin Chiyang.

Zhao Yuande deliberately changed the word "Prince" into "childe", otherwise the Mohist side would be alarmed.

Jin Chiyang almost jumped up and quickly patted his chest and said, "it's good to say that these are strong human beings from the world on earth, among which there are many amazing young talents. I think they can certainly satisfy distinguished guests!"

"You can arrange it!" Zhao Yuande nodded to Jin Chiyang, turned around and whispered in Po Tian's ear, "we must lay a heavy hand and kill one by one!"

The broken sky grinned and his eyes showed a bloodthirsty light.

It's no wonder Zhao Yuande hates Mohism so much. This family is the biggest moth in the Eastern Emperor's world. In his previous life, he colluded with other nationalities, and almost made the Eastern Emperor's world become a slaughterhouse for other nationalities. In this life, he quietly married with underground demon families, which clearly wants to disintegrate the alliance between demon families and human beings. This scum family is even more hateful than other nationalities!

This is the act of traitors, and ten thousand people spit.

Mo Hongfei saw through the sky, saw Jin Chiyang's excited face, and suddenly felt a trace of vigilance in his heart.

He glanced at the more than a dozen Mohist elites brought today, and finally turned his eyes to a calm and confident young man in white.

"Mo Chou, try it first. Remember not to kill. I'm afraid the identity of this demon family is not general. You should have a certain sense of propriety!"

"Yes, grandpa!" the young man named Mo Chou glanced at the broken sky and found that the other party was just a six level ape demon. He couldn't help showing contempt in his heart.

At this time, Po Tian was already waiting in the central combat power of the bloody battle platform. Mo Chou strode to the bloody battle platform in the center of the square, looked up and down at Po Tian, arched his hand and said, "under Mo Chou, this demon brother, please... Ah!"

Before Mo Chou finished his words and put down his hand, he saw that the bus palm of the broken sky patted hard at him.

Mo Chou couldn't hide, so he had to raise his hand to pick it up.

However, when his arm touched the palm of the sky, he felt an incomparable powerful force, like a huge mountain.

"Click!"

Mo Chou's arm broke into bone fragments in an instant, and then the great force smashed his sternum without hindrance.

As soon as he gave a scream, his whole body was torn apart, and blood and bone fragments splashed all over the bloody battle platform.

There was silence around. Countless Mohists stared at the scene. They couldn't believe that Mo Chou was so oppressed and died by Yin.

"Despicable! Shameless! This is a sneak attack!"

"The demon clan is too shameless. Return my cousin's order!"

"Demon clan, give us a statement!"

All the Mohist disciples denounced the shameless behavior of the demon family.

"Jin Chiyang! You've gone too far! Is this the way the demon family treats guests? Today you must give us a statement!" Hongfei and another Mohist ancestor stood up together and glared at Jin Chiyang.

"Misunderstanding! This must be a misunderstanding!" although Jin Chiyang was embarrassed and sorry on the surface, don't mention the cool energy in his heart!

"What's the matter with the distinguished guest?" Jin Chiyang came to Zhao Yuande and winked at him quietly.

"My childe has a noble status. My ancestors have told me that if someone reaches out to you, it's either a friend or an enemy. Naturally, those damn humans won't be friends, so childe naturally thinks they're enemies! Since they're enemies, there's no need to show mercy, just be so simple!" Zhao Yuande complained with a smile, "Who knows you will arrange some humans to come up, if the demon clan would not have this situation!"

"Yes! What's your status? This explanation is very consistent with your status!" Jin Chiyang smiled at the two ancestors of the Mohist school. "You can hear clearly. It's only because we didn't make it clear in advance. If we made it clear, there would be no such misunderstanding!"

"You... You..." Mo Hongfei glanced coldly at the broken sky on the stage and said with a grim smile, "OK! We have a deal this time. We'll start a war on stage, whether life or death!"

Mo Hongfei turned his head and looked at a young man in black beside him. The young man was not tall, big and burly. He seemed a little smaller among many Mohist disciples, but everyone showed awe when they saw him.

"Xiaoqing, leave him a breath. Don't show that we Mohists are too rude!" Mo Hongfei nodded gently to the young man.

The young man looked at the broken sky and nodded his head gently: "Mo Qing does his best!"

"Lao Zu sent him up. It seems that Lao Zu is really angry!" some young Mohists looked at Mo Qing with strange light in their eyes. They looked forward to looking at the legendary figure of the younger generation of Mohists, hoping that he could find face for Mohists.

"With him, we don't have to worry!"

"Green brother, come on!" a female disciple of Mohism waved her arm excitedly to cheer him on.

The young man named Mo Qing slowly stepped onto the bloody stage and looked at the broken sky standing in the center with his head held high, showing a trace of color in his eyes.

"Die!"

Shatian also felt a little pressure. The little man opposite was very strong, but it also stimulated the ferocity in his heart!

With a wave of the halberd in his hand, his body turned into an electric light and hit Mo Qing hard.

Mo Qing felt the terrible power of the halberd, and her face changed slightly. She knew that Mo Chou's death was not due to a sneak attack, but a complete suppression of power.

"Come on!"

Mo Qing's body seemed to turn into a swimming dragon. He tossed and leaped in the field and easily escaped the attacks of breaking the sky.

"It's impolite to come without going!"

A little sword shining with silver light suddenly drew a bright brilliance in the air and stabbed it hard at Po Tian's chest.