Chapter 1939

These Taoists in Taoist robes are not low in accomplishments, but they can't figure out why Mo Wen is so arrogant. In Mo Wen, they feel that they are not low in accomplishments. On the surface, Mo Wen is an ordinary person, which also puzzles several Taoists.

Did he enter the Tao?

So young to enter the Tao? This is obviously impossible in the eyes of those who think they are experts. However, this is just the truth.

"Young man, you are so arrogant at the end of your life. Don't you know that heaven is high and earth is thick?"

"How dare this boy talk like this in front of us?"

"We don't deserve it? Who do you think is worthy of meeting you? Do you know where you are? " The four Taoists came forward one after the other.

"You don't deserve it. If you want to live, it's too late to leave here now!" Mo Wen is still indifferent to stand in front of so many experts, there is no sense of crisis.

The old man of the Jiang family had seen the horror of Mo Wen. He regretted why he didn't summon these experts earlier. If he had put these experts in the front earlier, he might not have caused his son's tragic death.

However, the old man knew in his heart that he would delay as long as possible, otherwise he would be the next one to be killed.

"Ha ha!" When the four Taoists heard Mo Wen's words, they laughed as if they had heard the funniest joke in the world.

"Boy, are you crazy?"

"Did he say it to us? Ha ha, he said, "let's leave now?"

"Yes, that's what he said. This boy is crazy, but he can be so calm in the face of the enemy. I admire you, Lao Dao..."

"It seems that my kindness has been taken as a donkey's liver and lung by you?" Don't ask a cold smile.

"Boy, you have to make it clear that you are surrounded by us now. You are not one or two people in front of you, but dozens of high-level cultivation masters. You don't need the four of us to do it, and you will die. How dare you talk wildly?"

"It's so easy to kill you and crush an ant, understand?"

Just now, Mo Wen killed more than ten people. These four Taoists also saw the scene. However, they are still conceited and think that this is mo Wen's strongest strength, which is not worth mentioning at all.

"Let's go together!" Don't ask a sneer, to the people around hook fingers.

The four Taoists bared their eyes and wanted to split. This guy's posture was too high. So many of their experts were present that they didn't pay attention to them.

"You... Are too arrogant." An old man came out of the crowd. He was the old man of the Jiang family. His eyes were red.

The old man of the Jiang family has also taken up arms. Since he took control of the industry of the Jiang family, he has never used force against others. At this time, he fought for the Jiang family, for himself, and for the more than 100 Xing lives of the Jiang family. Jiang Ming was abandoned by Mo Wen. The old man of the Jiang family seems to have lost a beloved treasure, and the only son of the Jiang family was abandoned by a young man, But he did not dare to make a sound. This kind of feeling made the Chiang family have a kind of unspeakable humiliation. In his dreams, he would like to chop Mo Wen into meat sauce.

"Don't ask, now you're still pretending, today we are so many people, I see what strength you still have against our Jiang family, I might as well tell you, what you just said is right, I'm deliberately delaying time, my reinforcements will arrive soon, today is your death time." The master of the Jiang family's eyes were spitting fierce light, and he held the black nine ring sword in his hands. Because of his great strength, when he clasped the handle with his fingers, it was obvious that he felt tight.

Don't ask slowly turn around, light way: "I have let you Jiang family once, you didn't cherish the opportunity I give you?"

"Don't ask. It's a lot of talk." One of the Taoists finally couldn't help it. From the beginning to now, Mo Wen regarded him as the air.

"Now you're abandoning your martial arts. I'll let you go." Mo asked, looking at him calmly said.

This sentence seems to drop a grenade on the calm lake, and the faces of the four Taoists are all shocked. We all feel that they are either crazy or crazy to the extreme. Any of these four people, who stand up, are all spiritual cultivation, just a young man in his twenties, so arrogant?

"Several Taoist masters are all masters of the divine realm. How can you be presumptuous?" A young man beside the Taoist cried angrily.

Don't ask to Lightly sweep him one eye, sneer a way: "you have no qualification to talk with me, I want to kill you, don't need to hand at all......"

The young man's face was full of Huwei and huzhangrenshi. He said: "ha ha, you didn't take medicine today, did you? You don't have to kill me? Today, I'd like to see how you can kill me without fighting? "

"I'll help you." Mo Wen shook his head, his face showed disdain, with a finger, a white light, instantly appeared, as fast as lightning, punctured the young man's head on the spot.

God, is this kid a monster?

What did the kid do? Is there any magic weapon in him?

It must be like this. There is no sense of cultivation in this boy. If he didn't rely on magic weapons to kill people, his age would not have achieved such a terrible killing stunt! If you can kill him, grab the magic weapon! Who else in the world can compete with me?

Several Taoists have their own ghosts in mind, and they are all brewing how to kill Mo Wen.

"Who else? I'll give you a chance. It's not for the Chiang family. You can leave now. Don't waste the chance I gave you so easily to survive! "

"What did you say?" A Taoist stares at mo.

"Hum!" Don't ask Leng hum, coldly stare at several old guys in front of me, and say: "you are all mole ants in my eyes. It doesn't take much effort to kill you. Come on, since no one appreciates you, let's go together."

"To die." One of them, who is very popular, can't keep the style of a peerless master any more. He is furious. Don't ask in front of him. He dares to be so presumptuous.

At this time, a sudden voice sounded, "don't ask, you go to die."

A figure suddenly rushed to Mo Wen. He was braver than the Taoist. He was holding a snow dagger in his hand. It was shining in the light. The people who were around the four Taoist didn't react. This guy had already approached Mo Wen.

Mo Wen frowned slightly: "here comes a dead man..."

"I want to avenge the young master..."

"Bang!" One, that guy's dagger stabbed Mo Wen, Mo Wen did not dodge, let this guy stab himself, but, the strong man with the dagger found that his dagger seemed to stab a hard stone wall.

How could that be? Has he ever practiced iron cloth?

"Is it my turn?" With a wave of his hand, the strong man flew out like a kite with broken line, hit the wall more than ten meters away and died on the spot.

The four Taoists were stunned. The boy seemed to have some ability and gave a cold hum. They didn't expect Mo Wen to stand still, as if standing in the same place as a sculpture. The strong man with a dagger just now was full of anger in his eyes, and the dagger stabbed each other's heart directly. This guy didn't have any scars at all.

"So we look down on you?"

"Don't ask, what magic weapon do you have?"

"Yes, he must have a magic weapon. Otherwise, how can he not be afraid of daggers according to his age? Unless... He's trained in iron cloth? "

You can see clearly the scene just now. The dagger only cut the clothes, and it didn't hurt at all. Don't ask me a little.

"With your little skills, you can't even enter a room. Do you want to kill me? What a fool's dream Don't ask, eyes bright, still a disdainful expression.

"Let me do it!" One of the Taoists is hot tempered. He was robbed of the limelight by the strong man just now. When he stood up, he wanted to be aware of the gap with him.

After a fight, Mo Wen still didn't dodge. The Taoist felt a huge rebound force, and his arm felt numb. The whole person flew out like a broken kite and hit the crowd below.

Mo Wen stared at the Taoist and said, "as I said just now, you don't deserve to fight with me at all... You call yourself the master of Yin Jin divine realm! It turns out that it is so vulnerable... "

"Especially, don't ask. If so many of us join hands, I'm afraid you won't say that at that time. Now kneel down and beg for mercy, I may be able to let you go." The white beard Taoist yelled.

Other faces have shown a smile of victory, there is the old Taoist * *, don't ask how fierce can not turn the waves.

"I think you're mistaken. I'm going to kill you... You're not going to let me off? Do you understand? " Don't ask a sneer.

"Don't be ashamed... Come on... Give me a slap." The old Taoist suddenly went straight for five or six meters, one fell upside down and said, "I'm dead."

A huge pressure came down from the sky. As a warrior, he trained his muscles and muscles. When he got to the hidden strength, he could be more sensitive to five senses and produce six senses. However, Mo Wen still laughed with disdain just as he did just now, and he came face to face with a backhand.

"Oh, shit, is this guy crazy? He doesn't want to confront the old Taoist head-on, does he

"Hum, it's better to kill him yourself... To avenge the young master..."

"This guy is too arrogant. Is he still alive? The cultivation of Taoist priest can destroy heaven and earth. How dare he be so arrogant in front of Taoist priest? "

However, everyone is wrong. The chill on Mo Wen seems to freeze everyone's body. The breath released from Mo Wen seems to have a sense of extreme danger. In the face of the old Taoist priest's hand, Mo Wen insists that Mo Wen will die.

At the critical moment, the old Taoist priest suddenly showed a look of panic, because he also felt the strange smell of Mo Wen. He didn't think much about it. He waved his hand fiercely and took out all his strength.

He knew that if he didn't do his best, he would die today.

At this time, Mo Wen's face showed disdain. He raised his hand and directly injected Daoli with one fist. One palm collided with each other, and an invisible wave spread, which made everyone around him sit down and fall to the ground.

Don't ask back a little, toe point to the ground, looking at the old Taoist.

At this moment, the old Taoist priest is buried under his knees. You know, it's a concrete floor, and there is a world famous granite cushion on it. You can imagine how terrible the strength is.

There was a big crack around the Taoist priest. The old man was bleeding with pain, fear and more regret in his eyes.

"It's not my illusion, is it?" One of the three remaining Taoists muttered to himself, he didn't believe his eyes. How could he be killed with one move? No, it's impossible

Must be an illusion?