Chapter 2065

Arrogance, too arrogant.

In the eyes of all people, Mo Wen is a young man in his twenties. He just got the supreme magic weapon of the ghost door and practiced the magic method of the ghost door. Among young people of his age, Mo Wen's cultivation is a little higher.

Nothing else is special. Don't be so presumptuous and arrogant in front of so many super strong masters. He is the eldest of all. Do you think his life is too long?

At this time, the blood Shura's Dharma protector stood up from the chair, his eyes fixed on Mo Wen, moriran asked: "don't ask! As far as I know, it's less than an hour since you got back to rich state, isn't it

"The news is very well-informed. Yes, I just came back!" Mo Wen smiles, nods his head, takes out a cigarette from his body, lights it and takes a puff. It seems that he doesn't pay attention to these super experts in front of him.

"As soon as I came back, I led my subordinates to kill my fellow brothers. Can you still afford this blood debt?" The old man's face sank, and he was moved.

"The Buddha said that as long as there is creation, there must be cause, there must be result, and there is no cause and effect without creation. Such a right view is the meaning of cause and effect. Cause and effect are not centrifugal, and the heart is not separated from cause and effect. Cause and effect are derived from the creation of the heart. The heart can create various causes and effects, and the heart is the same as cause and effect." Speaking of this, Mo Wen pauses for a moment, spits out a mouthful of smoke, sneers: "if you don't kill my brother, you and I won't be in such a position today, but how about the blood debt of killing my brother? This may be what we call "retribution."

"You don't want to tell me the truth here. We old bones don't need a young man in his twenties to teach us..." as soon as Mo finished, another old man jumped out and yelled.

This man has a strange look. He is wearing a red Taoist robe, holding a black dust brush in his hand. He looks fierce, full of flesh, white hair, and a long beard. It's a bit of the flavor of ancient Taoist Qingfeng immortal. Mo Wen carefully looks at this old Taoist in red Taoist robe, and immediately recognizes his sect, jiugongmen, which is an evil sect in China, It's the same as Xing in Chunyang palace, and the method of cultivation is extremely evil.

But the people of the world do not know what these bastards have done in secret. They all worship these people who call themselves just sects.

"Do you want to see Yama like your disciples?" Mo Wen's voice is like a thousand years of ice, which makes people shudder.

"You... You mean you killed all my disciples?" The Dharma protector of jiugongmen couldn't believe his ears. He thought that Mo Wen could break through the encirclement of his disciples, but he couldn't imagine that the other side could escape without any injury. What's more, he couldn't believe that Mo Wen could kill so many disciples of more than ten sects so easily, and he didn't touch a drop of blood! This, how can it be!

Hearing this, Mo Wen's mouth turned up and a bloodthirsty moriran appeared: "if you want to know, go underground and ask Yama!"

Boom! This sentence, let everyone's face crazy change, the nine palace gate's Dharma protector, the blood Shura's Dharma protector, the turbulent killing opportunity, take people extremely: "up! Kill him for me! Take revenge for my brothers

"These arrogant people, these people of evil cults, kill them and then quickly... Up!"

With a violent drink down! Whoo! More than a dozen Lingjin masters, seven Dijin mythical Dharma protectors, four Tianjin super strongmen, and hundreds of legendary top masters, all of them rush to gather Mo Wen in the middle! And the blood Shura's law that I just talked about is that the palm of my hand shakes! A sword as red as blood appeared in my hand! This is not only the artifact of the blood Shura sect, but also the treasure of the blood Shura sect - cold blooded sword.

Seeing this cold-blooded sword, the people around you look crazy! They all know that this is the artifact used by the grandfather of the blood Shura when he founded the blood Shura! This cold-blooded sword is known as a sword to kill the gods! At the beginning, the ancestor of blood Shura used this sword to kill countless powerful enemies and ascended the list of Chinese experts! In the cultivation world, he also occupied a place. Later, he founded the school of blood Shura, and used this sword as the inheritance of each generation of patriarchs.

This is a super weapon to kill the gods. When they saw this cold-blooded sword, they all thought that they would die today.

"Don't ask, go to hell!" Holding a magic weapon, this guy's confidence soared. His whole person, like a flash of lightning, waved a cold-blooded sword and cut Mo Wen's head madly! It's not just him! All the experts around also shot! Looking at the posture, it's the rhythm of breaking Mo Wen apart.

A magic weapon to ask Mo, crazy split!

Shua Shua! In an instant, the power released its light and swallowed the sky! It's just that a shocking scene has appeared! Don't ask just standing there quietly, mouth full of thick disdain, even, even dodge are lazy to do! He was still smoking cigarettes in his mouth, spitting out smoke, a leisurely, disdainful look.

"Wow, isn't this guy afraid of so many experts joining hands?"

"This guy is too arrogant, as the saying goes: Pretend B was struck by thunder, don't ask, you're dead."

"Well! Don't say that more than a dozen Lingjin masters, seven Dijin mythical Dharma protectors and four Tianjin super strongmen join hands. Any one of them can kill him easily! This boy is too ungrateful. Who does he think he is? The immortals? Hum... "

"I like this bloody scene best, ha ha..."

When these disciples ridiculed Mo Wen, utred Kaman saw this and yelled at Mo Wen: "Your Majesty, be careful!"

This scene has scared yanix, utred Kaman and others into a cold sweat. The spirit body is almost scared out of the body. So many experts join hands. How can they be their opponents?

And in their worried eyes, a strange scene appeared! More than ten Lingjin masters, seven Dijin mythical Dharma protectors and four Tianjin super strongmen stabbed Mo Wen with their weapons! Especially the cold-blooded sword. It was on Mo Wen's forehead! One hit! This scene, let all people are ecstatic! They didn't expect that they would succeed so easily!

Just, next! The ferocious smile on their faces instantly solidified! Because the magic weapon in their mouth, although they hit Mo Wen, they were shocked to find that they could not enter any more! Not only that, the cold-blooded sword fell on Mo Wen's head, only a few hairs fell down!

Boom! This scene, let everyone completely confused!

"This... What's going on here?"

"Has this boy ever practiced the iron cloth shirt?"

"Wow, tie Bu Shan is a ball. How can he resist the attack of cold-blooded sword?"

"God, it seems that the legend is true. Look, what's on the boy's hands?"

In a blood Shura disciple's voice, everyone turned their attention to Mo Wen's hands. When Mo Wen lost his cigarette end, there was a black fog in the place where the palms of his hands were sliding. Just now, they also got the news that there was a very strange black fog on Mo Wen's body, which was delicious and instant, and didn't even leave bones.

Is all this true?

Everyone thought of the news, but no one wanted to believe that it was true.

"No, it's impossible..."

"He's just a young man in his twenties. Even if his cultivation goes against heaven, he can't resist the joint attack of more than a dozen Lingjin masters, seven Dijin mythical Dharma protectors, and four Tianjin super strongmen... Besides, the cold-blooded sword of xueshura sect can kill the gods, so don't count it as wool!"

"So... Is he dead?" Everyone breathed and looked at Mo Wen carefully to see if he was dying.

You know, it was a joint strike by more than a dozen Lingjin masters, seven Dijin myth Dharma protectors, and four Tianjin super strongmen! Even if it is the peak strength of the earth power in the realm of divine cultivation, I dare not resist it! What's more, in the face of cold-blooded sword attack, this is the rhythm of death! However, the violent attack fell on Mo Wen, and the boy was like a person who had nothing to do.

Under that blow, utred Kaman, yanix and others were as pale as ashes, and even did not dare to look again.

It's just! They didn't hear the blood splashing! On the contrary, the sound of a golden and iron cross sound from their ears! So... What happened?

Utred Kaman, yanix and others all rushed to look at it one by one, and suddenly found that the attacks of more than a dozen spirit power masters, seven earth power mythical Dharma protectors, and four sky power super strong men all fell on Mo Wen, while all the magic weapons seemed to have penetrated into the extremely hard God iron, and Mo Wen's skin was not hurt at all. How can this be!

This scene, let everyone's head, all the buzz, completely confused!

More Than This! They found that xueshura's cold-blooded sword was hard on Mo Wen's head, but Mo Wen didn't have any blood. According to the normal logic and the lethality of the cold-blooded sword! Don't ask this head, it must have been split in two.

But this guy just broke a few hairs, which is incredible.

Yanix stared in amazement and looked at it carefully. He and utred Kaman looked at each other as if to say: "this... When did the master practice such profound skills? And... What's the matter with the black fog on his palm? A few months ago, I clearly remember that the master was not so powerful? "

Utred Kaman shook his head and showed an excited smile, because when they saw this behind the scenes, they didn't worry about mowen any more. Now it's time for these self styled bastards to taste being slaughtered.

Thinking of this, the elder level figures of the two blood clans suddenly looked blazing and extremely excited