In the middle of the 20 or so guards of the horse team, there was a luxury carriage pulled by eight horses. In the rear, a young man with a golden crown on his head and a splendid robe stood in the void, looking at Mo Li not far away. His sword with jewels pointed at Mo Li.

"Who are you? Why are you chasing my Nangong horse team? "

The young man looked down at the dusty young man, and his unshakable eyes were full of innate superiority.

"Get out of the way, I want to see my fiancee!"

"Fiancee?" The young man's sarcasm is even stronger: "what are you, worthy of?"

Mo Li took a look at the young man, ignoring the latter's sarcasm. His figure disappeared in the same place, and he could not help but skimming towards the carriage.

"To die!"

The cold light in the youth's eyes flashed away, and the sword suddenly came out of its sheath.

Keng——

The snow-white body of the sword sweeps a stunning radian, and the forward body suddenly arrives. The blazing fighting air in the galloping sword air is as dazzling as the scorching sun.

"You long Dun!"

Mo Li's eyes become dignified. The yellow light shield is in front of him, and the dragon sword is clenched.

Bang——

The sword Qi blows at the round shield, and the seemingly indestructible light shield breaks in an instant. Mo Li's body is swept away by the afterwave of the sword Qi, and even the Youlong sword comes out.

Half kneeling on the ground, looking up at the youth in the void, Mo Li's face changed greatly. The strength of this young man was so strong that he even lost the confidence of resistance in a moment!

"I don't know how to live or die..."

The young man in the brocade robe showed a little sarcasm and reached for the dragon sword not far away.

"Hum, hum," the young man held the sword in his hand. The body of the sword trembled slightly, and he could hear some light sounds.

"What a sword The young man's eyes were full of admiration and scorching, "such a good sword is not used by mole ants like you!"

The young man's palm glittered and put the dragon sword into the storage ring.

Poof——

The blood that was repressed in the throat could no longer help gushing out. Mo Li shook up and stared at the young man in the void. Under the clenching of his fists, his nails penetrated deeply into his palms.

"Boy, leave quickly, or don't blame me for being merciless!"

The young man in the brocade robe glanced at Mo Li and fell back from the void to the white steed not far away.

"Stop!"

Looking at the team ready to start again, Mo Li took a deep breath and raised his head stubbornly.

"You can go and leave the people in the car!"

Mo Li has sensed the breath of the wind chime, and is sure that she is in the carriage.

"You're looking for death!"

The young man turned his head slowly, pulled out an elegant arc at the corner of his mouth, and the sword in his hand left the scabbard inch by inch again.

"Commander Ling, it's getting late. Hurry up!"

The young man was about to make trouble. The noble female voice from the carriage made him stop his hand and hum his sword. The sword was put back in the sheath.

The spacious carriage is resplendent in gold and jade, all kinds of gems on the walls flow brilliantly, and the wind chime on the soft big bed is leaning on her mother's arms with her arms and knees. The silver teeth bite the ruddy lips out of the bloodstain, but they dare not cry.

In the wanbaoge, the young leader outside controls a group of experts in the courtyard. The strength is by no means comparable to that of Mo Li now. She knew that if she spoke, it would only bring greater crisis to the man not far away.

Nangong Yan felt that her daughter's body was constantly shaking. She sighed and said slowly, "young master, if you and ling'er don't have a chance to meet each other in the future, please don't ask for anything. Please leave early!"

That's all Nangong Yan can do now.

Don't force everything?

Mo Li shakes his head slowly, but in the end he looks up and smiles.

"Ha ha ha... It's a good idea. Don't force everything! Don't forget the shame of today! Nangong family, be kind to my woman. When I come to pick her up, it will be the day when you Nangong family will humble your knees! "

Mo Li knows that youth is the strongest character he has ever seen except for dead wood since he left the snow. Since Nangong Yan is also with him, it shows that wind chime is not dangerous. Today, he suffered a loss in the hands of the youth, but one day he will find it back!

On the white horse, the young man called commander Ling frowned slightly. He turned back and looked at Mo Li. His dark eyes seemed to pierce the void in an instant. Mo Li only felt that he was seen through by the young man.

Buzzing——

The soul of the dragon in the sea suddenly opens his eyes, and the clarity of the moment makes Mo Li's confused mind become transparent again. A fire red sword Qi is expanding in front of you. When you react, it's too late for Mo Li to escape.

His body was swept out again. Mo Li was lying on the ground not far away. He looked up at the fading sky. His whole body seemed to be falling apart, and his internal organs were completely displaced by the young man's blow.

Mo can't do without knowing what the strength of this young man is, but if he can lose his mind unconsciously, the realm of this young man may be at least above the realm of transforming spirit!

Wuxuanling casts the heart, condenses the Dan to forge the soul, makes the baby to transform the soul, breaks through the void to peep at the emperor's gate, and breaks the void to become a saint. Qi Tianwei is supreme!

Mo Li is still at the peak of Ning Dan. There are several big realms between Ning Dan and Hua soul. The gap between them is no longer what talent can make up for.

"Your strength is not bad, but it's just good! Today is to teach you a lesson, let you know who you can't cause. If you want to get revenge, I'm waiting for you

With that, the young man turned around and caught up with the motorcade. This boy is just an ordinary boy in the northern mainland. Even in Zhongzhou, how could Nangong family ever be afraid of being challenged?

It's getting dark. Mo Li is lying quietly on the road, staring at the night overhead.

It's not a short time to leave the snow area. During this time, no matter in Tianchi town or Qingfeng City, Mo Li has never had the ability to resist like today, although he has been threatened several times.

A young man who doesn't look too big doesn't even have the strength to resist. With a few simple moves, he took away the dragon sword that master specially asked several elders to make for him.

Xueyu qingzong, ordinary people may not know what it is, but for the top strong people in the mainland, these words are absolutely resounding.

No matter how reluctant to admit it, Mo Li knows that he always has a sense of superiority in his heart and a pride of disdaining the world's heroes. Until now, he fully understood that there are many talents in this continent, and the water is deep. Qingzong only gave him the foundation, and how to make continuous progress on this basis is what he should really consider.

Youlong decides to run around spontaneously. Don't leave the rare chance to really calm down and start thinking about how to go in the future.