"How dare you speak out with such means? Hum... I really don't know what you people in Chunyang palace have to be so arrogant in Northwest China? "

Don't ask. As soon as this sentence was uttered, everyone was stunned, especially the old man in Daopao had a bad premonition.

Do you? No, absolutely not? How is that possible?

How can a young man have the highest cultivation of virtual God? It must have been the magic weapon on him that got in the way.

Standing in the crowd, the Taoist robed old man suddenly glared his eyes.

"Hum, don't be proud. There are more than 100 people coming out of Chunyang Palace this time. Even if you have the strength to fight against me, do you have the ability to fight against the joint efforts of hundreds of experts?"

"Wait for the companion of Chunyang palace to help you?" Mo asked with a sneer: "don't you fools understand? You can't wait until then, because when they came, you were already dead... "

As soon as this sentence fell to the ground, all of them were stunned, and their faces suddenly changed. They didn't know who it was, but the murderous spirit of Mo Wen made the more than 20 disciples of Chunyang palace feel it personally.

Because such a strong sense of lethality is definitely not what ordinary people can show. In a word, it can make the hearts of more than 20 people at the scene set off a huge wave.

Let all the people in Chunyang palace tremble, make them nervous, let them for a moment, don't know what it is!

How can a young man in his twenties have such a terrible breath?

"How could it be?"

"How could you..." But the next second, the Taoist priest could tell from the breath that Mo Wen released when he spoke that there were similarities between Mo Wen's techniques and his Chunyang palace. This discovery also surprised him.

Everyone in Chunyang palace thinks that ghost art, this evil art, can only be found in Chunyang palace. The ghost door has been destroyed for decades, and no one has ever seen a ghost door person. But this young man in front of him, is he a ghost door person?

However, a young man can release such a terrible breath and strength. Who else has such fighting power? Can you roar out such a terrible momentum with your own strength?

The Taoist priest was shaking all over for a moment. He didn't know what was sacred. From the point of view of his soul skill, he was definitely not a simple person.

However, he has more than 20 people under his hand. He is confident that, with his own means, even if he can't win the young man in front of him, he can still suffer a heavy blow.

"The trick of Chunyang palace doesn't deserve to be called soul skill? Do you understand? " Don't ask. Shaking hands is a slap on the face of the Taoist priest.

"Pa!" Under the sound of a slap in the face, the Taoist robe old man was scared out of a cold sweat.

With his skill, let alone someone slapping him in the face, it's hard to get close to him.

But in front of Mo Wen, he didn't even know when he was slapped. When the hot pain came, he reflected that he was beaten by the young man in front of him.

"This... This is impossible!" The old Taoist priest shook his head in horror. Maybe it was because of the fear in his heart that he stepped back two or three steps. He pointed to Mo Wen and murmured, "who are you? How could you... How could you be so fast? "

"You deserve to do it with me? In my eyes, you are just a group of little mole ants... "Mo Wen stands with a negative hand and looks at this old guy with disdain.

"Pa!" Another slap hit the old man in the face. Don't ask the angry voice. Then it rang out: "do you dare to make such a show on the territory of the Xu family in the northwest to chase and kill the non legitimate members of the Xu family?"

At this moment, all the people in Chunyang palace dare not go out.

Now they think about it, why don't you ask me why I am so confident after I come here, because they have such capital!

Indeed, these people in his Chunyang palace, in front of Mo Wen, don't even have the qualification to do it. No wonder people don't pay attention to them all the time!

"This boy is too attractive. His skill is too bad." At this time, Xu CongGang came along with the movement. Behind the big tree, he was shocked by Mo Wen's move against the sky.

Xu Hou has been worried about Mo Wen for a long time. He thinks that what happened just now will be bad for Mo Wen. But now it seems that these people in Chunyang palace, even if there are dozens more, are not the opponents of Mo Wen

"Father, he's a great master. There's no doubt about that. It's just... It's a monster to step into such a state at such a young age?" Xu Fangren was not surprised. It seemed that he had expected all this. Mo Wen's hand was a seven grade elixir. His breath when he was healing and his flying speed were enough to explain Mo Wen's cultivation against heaven.

It's only at this time that Xu Hou remembers. Indeed, it's too evil to ask.

But at that time, he didn't take it seriously because he thought that he was bragging. After all, he was too young. Who can believe that a young man in his twenties has stepped into the realm of a great master at the peak of emptiness?

Thought of here, Xu thick can not help but a long face of a red, he vowed that this boy must be well grasped, perhaps one day, do not ask him to become his father and son's straw.

But now that he knows the strength of others, can he still do it?