I saw that the evil spirit, like a dog, immediately surrounded the dozen people in that small area, and then there were screams, as if the dozen people were torn to pieces by the countless evil spirits.
All people's faces changed at this moment. The evil spirit of the ghost gate was so powerful that many people stopped and did not dare to get close. Even Zhao Yiming was a little scared.
Yes, Zhao Yiming, who once experienced the "soul swallowing array", still has a lingering fear when he remembers that experience.
No matter how high your accomplishments are, there is nothing you can do in this "soul swallowing array", and you will become a lamb to be slaughtered by those who control this array.
"Now what? If you step forward rashly, you will only be killed. Zhao Yiming... Since you know this "soul eating array", you must know how to break it... Speak quickly... What should we do next? Wouldn't it be unjust to die under this "soul eating array"
"We use the spirit to control the evil spirits. Don't let them near... Otherwise it will be very troublesome."
As soon as Zhao Yiming's words came out, all of them were staring at the evil spirit, and the incense devoured the souls of more than a dozen people. There were also several civet like guys running to the left.
At this time, Mo Wen suddenly came out of the beam of light. In this array, Mo Wen was the controller. Even his master, Lao Sanling Tianxiang, was just an assistant to help him set up the array. Mo Wen slipped under his feet, followed by a distance of more than ten meters. In this kind of corpse covered ground, the phantom showed its nine step performance incisively and vividly, And Zhao Yiming and other people's distance instantly narrowed.
When Mo Wen stopped, he threw his fist at Zhao Yiming and other people's luggage and said with a smile: "you are all high-level masters in the world. You are also the heavyweights of various secluded families and sects. I don't want to ask you to stop now. This can be regarded as leaving a way for yourself and your sects and families..."
"Where did you come from? When is your turn to teach us? Get out of here... Stay cool. Before we change our mind, let's go home and find your mother to drink Nai... "
As soon as Mo Wen's voice fell, an old man in his sixties suddenly stood up and pointed to Mo Wen.
The old guy's words angered Mo Wen. Mo Wen's face sank. He suddenly rushed to the old guy's face and hit him in the abdomen with one punch. He flew several meters on the spot.
"Pa..." when Mo Wen's figure was settled, Zhao Yiming slapped Mo Wen without hesitation. Mo Wen didn't have time to dodge and flew out under the power of Zhao Yiming's heaven cultivation.
"Smelly boy, if I guess correctly, you are the apprentice of the third brother, the new inheritor of the ghost gate..."
"Ha ha..." Mo Wen got up from the ground, and the blood on the corner of his mouth slowly left behind. With laughter, Mo Wen stared at Zhao Yiming and sneered, "yes, I am. If I guess correctly, you are Zhao Yiming, the great protector of Shenshui palace, aren't you?"
"Yes, it's Zhao Yiming..." Zhao Yiming stood calmly not far away. For the appearance of Mo Wen, he admired Mo Wen's courage. The young man who just broke through the cultivation of the holy land was so bold to challenge them.
"Mr. Zhao, I've heard a lot about you..." Mo Wen bowed to Zhao Yiming and saluted him.
"Young man, you're here today. We all know what you're going to do. Don't talk nonsense, and those who know their faces will leave soon... Don't get in the way of us, or I won't be merciful next time!" Zhao Yiming's cold voice is full of strong fighting spirit.
"Mr. Zhao, don't be impatient. I don't know what to say..." Mo Wen wiped the blood on his mouth with the back of his hand and said with a smile.
"Go on! Old man, listen to what you say is... "Zhao Yiming hesitated for a moment, and finally made a please action to Mo Wen.
"You and others are the heavyweights of various secluded families and sects. Why are you trapped here? We all have no idea. The younger generation will no longer expose the scars of your elders. Today's riot, no matter who instigated it, no matter who instigated it, no matter what the younger generation's purpose is, have you ever thought about it, What are the consequences of the families and sects of your predecessors? Have you ever thought about it? "
"Smelly boy, you're threatening us..." the old guy who was knocked down by Mo Wen's face sank, and he was biting his teeth.
"Master, junior, this is not a threat, it's saving you all!"
"Go away, who are you? How could it be so neither big nor small? " Before Mo finished asking, he was interrupted by the old man on the spot.
"Master, I dare to ask you, who are you and who are your disciples?" Don't ask a faint smile, in this old guy's temper, he seems to be worried, still not in a hurry to ask.
"Hum, Ruquan, one of the four elders of Shenshui palace..." the old man was very proud when he talked about his origin.
"I'm so disrespectful. It's your elder in Shenshui palace. I've offended you a lot just now. Please forgive me!" Mo Wen seems to be deliberately delaying time. What he hates most all the time is the etiquette on such scenes. It's strange that Mo Wen, who likes to go straight, actually talks etiquette with these thugs here.
"Don't talk nonsense. If you have something to say, you can fart... I don't have time to talk nonsense with you here..." Ruquan cried impatiently.
"Ha ha!" Don't ask, ha ha. He didn't look angry at all. He took a step forward and looked at Ruquan and Zhao Yiming with a smile. He said with a smile: "Mr. Zhao, Mr. you, both of you are disciples of Shenshui palace. As you are in Shenshui palace, I would like to ask you, if the government throws tens of kilograms of tntzha medicine into the area of Shenshui Palace today, Can Shenshui palace withstand such a large dose of Zha medicine? I'm not threatening you. I'm telling you a fact. Why did Huaxia control you and other hermits all the time? All the time, you and other so-called experts have been threatening the security of the whole Chinese nation. A Chinese doesn't want to do something for the country, but always wants to take advantage of the country. What's the time now? You and other heroes in the Jianghu have long gone. It's a peaceful time. To do something for your country is to work for the welfare of the people, It's OK for you to clamor here and talk about cultivation. In my opinion, you are the same as those three-year-old children. They are extremely childish and ridiculous. Younger generation, how would you react if someone threatens the Shenshui palace? Will you keep Xing alive in this world? "
"Stinky boy, what are you trying to say?" Ruquan shouts to Mo Wen with a guilty heart.
Compared with Ruquan, Zhao Yiming seems more calm. After all, he is a master of heaven in his 100 years old. He has never seen anything before, but his words aroused his deep thinking.
"Senior, you are all masters from different sects and families. You are imprisoned here because you have threatened the security of a country or made mistakes. If you are sentenced according to the current law of Huaxia, any of you will not survive and will inevitably be punished by death penalty. However, Huaxia's senior officials did not do so, Because you and others are all Chinese talents. The high-level officials cherish this power. When the Japanese invaded China decades ago, where were you waiting? What did you do for China? How many treasures did the eight countries' allied forces take away from China? Where were you at that time? Don't you feel red? What's the difference between today's riots and the Japanese slaves and foreign devils in China? Younger generation, if the government no longer cherishes all your talents and uses means to kill you... There will no longer be any so-called secluded sects or families in the world... You stubborn old bastards, even three-year-old children, can't figure out what they understand up to now... It's really shameless... "
"Don't ask... You are too arrogant..." suddenly, an old man dressed as a Taoist pointed to don't ask and yelled angrily.
"Ha ha..." don't ask Wen Yan, and laugh: "if I'm polite, I'll call you elder. If you're not polite, you're not even as good as Japanese slaves. You can't understand me, can you? Lao Tzu's good words are exhausted. Can't you understand people's words or what? To put it better, I'm trying to save you... To put it worse, I'm just threatening you... Hum... A group of stupid old bastards, who are used by others, are still shouting here... When you people disappear in this world, I'll see what you do to yell with the government... "
Everyone knows that confrontation with the government will not come to a good end. If you don't ask, it will have an effect. Dozens of people in front of you, most of them, have calmed down.
In particular, Zhao Yiming, a master of self-cultivation, is more concerned about the safety of his family and his sect. As Mo Wen said, a family or sect, like a country, is bound to take action once threatened. Their actions today are no different from the enemy of the Communist Party. If they can't even control the enemy, what is loyalty?
"You... I'll kill you, you smelly boy..." just as Mo Wen finished his words, in the crowd, several people were exposed and rushed to Mo Wen directly.
"Stop..." just as those people approached, Zhao Yiming suddenly flashed to block the attack of those old guys.
"Zhao Yiming, what are you going to do? The wise man, get out of my way. I have no injustice or hatred with you. If you don't want to be my enemy, get out of my way as soon as possible... "The old man, who claimed to be a disciple of nianluoba, yelled at Zhao Yiming in a rage.
"I think there is some truth in what this young man said just now. We all use the word" righteousness "to wander in the rivers and lakes. If we are so ungrateful against the government today, what's the difference between us and those robbers?" Speaking of this, Zhao Yiming suddenly raised a hand and yelled to the people in front of him: "listen to the disciples of Shenshui palace, Zhao Yiming announced that the disciples of Shenshui palace quit the riot... They are willing to accept the punishment of the government, and all the disciples of Shenshui palace, from now on, are willing to contribute to the government and control the riot... Commit crimes and meritorious deeds..."
"Zhao Yiming... Are you crazy?"
"Son of a bitch... Kill that smelly boy first... This boy has given Zhao Yiming a lot of soul. Don't listen to his nonsense... Even if we put down our butcher's knife... The government will not let us go..."
"Kill him..."
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