Chapter 2540

"Poof!" With a sound, the old man, known as the master of heaven, spat blood and flew out upside down.

And * * also appeared in a hurry, frowned and asked: "master, how can these people be so annoying? Why can't you drive away the same flies you hate? "

"Ha ha, they think they are invincible. They can step on the weak at any time and experience the happiness of the strong at any time... I guess that's the way it should be!" Don't ask to sneer, the God idea of outside puts to feel a strong murderous spirit, the moment uploads from that Heavenly Master's body.

"Not convinced? Do you have to wait until you get into the coffin to cry? " Don't ask to finish saying, stretch out a hand to grasp to the Heavenly Master.

"Ah ah..." when Mo Wen's hand clasped the master's neck, a wail sounded at the same time. Mo Wen narrowed his eyes and sneered: "you are a bug in my eyes“

Many people at the scene watched Lao Daozheng strangled by Mo Wen and stood in front of the crowd. In front of him, the disciples of the Heavenly Master did not dare to move. All this happened suddenly.

"Son of a bitch, let the Heavenly Master go." A disciple of the Heavenly Master, staring at Mo coldly, cheered.

"Boy, you deceive people too much. Do you know what kind of Heavenly Master is? How dare you hold the master's neck? I think you want to die? " The other disciples, too, cheered, staring at Mo Wen with a ferocious face and gritting their teeth.

In fact, these people didn't dare to do it at all. The Heavenly Master was choked by Mo Wen. Now, there is no effect except shouting.

Now, the key is that the Heavenly Master is still in the hands of Mo Wen.

One by one, the Zhao family began to retreat slowly. Although they knew that Mo Wen's skill was very evil, no one thought that the Heavenly Master was vulnerable in front of him.

"Smelly Taoist, aren't you from Chunyang palace? What happened today? I don't know how many smelly Taoists I've met... You bastards of Chunyang palace, why are you so annoying? " Don't ask, sneer, sneer.

"Boy, do you think you can go against the sky? I know that I'm not your opponent. If you are smart, just stand there and don't act rashly, or I'll make you die without a place to die... "Lao Dao sneered.

"Hum, you have been held in the palm of your hand by your master. What qualifications do you have to put such cruel words?"** A cold hum, a slap in the face in the past, a slap, directly on the old man's face.

"Old bastard, since you don't agree, let's do this... We'll limit ourselves to three moves. If you can avoid them in three moves, even if I lose, how about that?" Don't ask, stare at the old way slowly.

"Boy, you are so arrogant. I think you are very arrogant. I can't believe that you are even more crazy than me a hundred times. Today, you really opened your eyes. Since you want to die, don't blame me for being rude." The old Taoist priest laughed angrily and quickly waved his hand. He pointed to Mo Wen's neck and drank: "let's do it."

"Shua!" Don't ask the body to move, just like a sharp arrow shot at the old Taoist. In the middle of the journey, people have sent out a few dark red sparks, which rose to several fist sized fireballs in the wind, whistling to cover the old Taoist.

"Come on." Seeing this, Lao Dao gave a big drink. His eyes were full of powerful fighting power. He danced wildly in his hands, and immediately sent out several powerful forces, chopping at Mo Wen wave by wave.

"Poof..." this power, all turned into tiny dark red light spots, disappeared in the air.

"That's all you have to say, boy. How dare you say three things?, Are you stuck in the door? " Lao Dao easily broke Mo Wen's first attack and immediately scoffed at Mo Wen.

"The second one is coming." Don't ask Wen Yan. His face didn't change. His hands waved again, showing a terrible black fog.

"What's more, don't you have a better way?" Seeing this, Lao Dao immediately sneered with disdain. He thought Mo Wen was playing with him. He immediately yelled angrily. The dust in his hand danced and broke his attack.

Lao Dao broke the second move, black fog. He was so powerful that he suddenly rushed to Mo Wen and wanted to take the opportunity to kill him.

When Lao Dao was charging, Mo Wen's eyes flashed a smile. He drew shallow cracks in time and space in front of him. He poured all his strength into his feet and quickly got in. The next moment, he appeared beside Lao Dao. With a flash of dazzling golden light, Lao Dao disappeared.

Lao Dao disappeared out of thin air. Naturally, Mo Wen used the psychic tower to get him in.

Mo Wen deliberately used the same tactics in the first two moves to attack, the purpose is to irritate Lao Dao. In Lao Dao's anger, his mind will be unstable. Taking this opportunity, Mo Wen used the tonglingta. Of course, he hit a hundred times, and there was no chance to escape.

Don't ask the body to move, also got into the spirit tower.

Lao Dao was trapped in the magic weapon of the channeling tower, and a force mixed with black fog kept pouring towards him. If he hadn't tried his best to cultivate his whole body, he would have been engulfed by the black fog. But at this time, he was also very uncomfortable. The energy shield around him was dim and shaky, and was about to be broken by the flame.

"Boy, what's this place?" Seeing that Mo Wen appeared beside him, Lao Dao immediately yelled.

"This is the inner space of the Tongling tower. Lao Dao, don't you give up?" Mo Wen said with a sneer.

"Boy, you are so mean. If you say that you can avoid it by three ways, even if you lose... Why do you want to trap me here again?" The old Taoist hears speech immediately unconvinced of shout.

"You are wrong. When I fight with you, have I been unarmed and without weapons? Now that I've just used my weapon and got you into it, you call me mean. Can't I use it if I only allow you to use it? " Mo Wen said with a sneer.

Lao Dao was choked speechless by Mo Wen's words. Yes, before the fight, it was not stipulated that weapons should not be used. Now Mo Wen's weapon is a magic weapon. He was careless and trapped in this magic weapon. He really lost.

"Do you admit defeat?" Mo asked, sneering.

"I give up. Didn't you promise to let me go? Why don't you let me out? " The old Taoist said immediately.

"Try to get out." Don't ask Wen Yan to have a cold drink. Naturally, he won't be so honest and let go of the guy who asked for money.

Mo Wen also quickly landed on the ground. Lao Dao's eyes glowed with hate and looked at him, and he was ready to run away.

"Master, do you want me to follow him quietly and kill him?"** Come to Mo to ask in front of, stretched out a hand to do to wipe neck of movement, small voice asks a way.

"No, he can't escape. It doesn't matter whether he kills them or not. Now the top priority is to deal with those people outside." Don't ask to finish saying, quickly command a, let * * in the psychic tower, tease this old Taoist to play.

After the explanation, don't ask the body to move, out of the tower.

He returned to the outside again. After a few seconds, Xu raoqi was stunned, because the so-called master of heaven suddenly disappeared... He didn't even leave a hair behind.

"What about the Heavenly Master? Boy, what did you do to the Heavenly Master just now? " Xu raoqi immediately asked in doubt.

"This boy is a little evil. Be careful..." a disciple of the Heavenly Master yelled at the crowd.

In fact, these guys who claim to be the proud disciples of the Heavenly Master have already begun to think about how they can escape when the Heavenly Master disappears.

"Well, you're right. That boy is really evil around him."

"I think the boy has a powerful magic weapon in his hand. We can't fight it..."

"So we have to be slaughtered?"

Just as everyone was talking and preparing to keep a distance from Mo Wen, a middle-aged man quickly flashed a sense of killing in his eyes. However, after thinking for a while, * suppressed his anger and said slowly: "boy, what's the matter with you? If you release the master now, I promise you'll be OK. Otherwise, you and your family will die. "

"Ah." A scream, the threat of Mo asked the guy, was hit by a black fog in the chest, the whole person like a broken kite, inverted fly out.

"Boom!" This power is too terrible, immediately the middle-aged man in the bear this blow, spit blood, that extremely ferocious old face, then distorted.

Suddenly, his face changed slightly, because he detected a familiar breath in the air, which was the breath left by the heavenly master a few minutes ago.

The cultivation method of the Heavenly Master is very special, and those who are familiar with him are very sensitive to his breath. As long as the breath of power fluctuation is left, those who are familiar with the Heavenly Master can find it.

Mo Wen had a fight with Lao Dao before, which just left a trace of residual energy fluctuation in the air. Besides, it's very normal for Mo Wen to have the Tongling Pagoda in his hands and be captured.

"Even the master in your mouth is just a little bug in front of me. Do you dare to talk wildly? I don't think you want to live, do you Don't ask, sneer.

"I swear, even if you escape to the ends of the earth, you will be broken to pieces." The middle-aged man gnashed his teeth and scolded him. He moved quickly along the source of the breath.

This guy seems to be very loyal to the Heavenly Master. After the Heavenly Master disappeared, he hated Mo Wen to the bone.

Mo Wen looked down at the middle-aged man. He couldn't help sighing. He stood up with his hands down and said, "it's really a bad thing..."

At the moment when Mo Wen's voice just fell, the middle-aged man felt that the black fog suddenly appeared on Mo Wen's body. These black fog seemed to have vitality, winding towards him. The middle-aged man's face suddenly changed and murmured: "finished, I didn't expect this boy to be so terrible? Is it true that the master of heaven is more evil than good? "

The middle-aged man's face was changeable. He looked at the black fog in front of him. His eyes were full of horror, as if there was something terrible in it.

"Fight? Or not? " The middle-aged man is having a fierce ideological struggle in his heart. He wants to fight with Mo Wen, but he knows very well that Mo Wen's skill is not so easy to deal with.

"What should I do? What shall we do? " The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and muttered, then his eyes became cold and he made up his mind. His body moved and rushed into a view of the black fog.