Ge Ye's body. Like a leaf in the autumn wind. He shot away embarrassedly. Tables and chairs along the way. When touching the body of Pueraria lobata. It's all implied by that energy. Shocked.
The face covered with his feet retreated half of the hall. Ge Ye's body then slowly stopped. On his slightly pale face. Covered with a touch of incredible shock.
"You..." wiped the blood from the corners of the mouth. Ge Ye gasped violently. But in my heart, it was as if a stormy sea turned up: "That face... why is it familiar?"
In mind. Three years ago. There is an unyielding and stubborn face in the immature of the young boy of the Xiao family. Slowly emerged from the depths of memory. It overlaps with the face of the previous glimpse. It turned out to be faintly a bit like.
"impossible!"
My heart trembled fiercely. Ge Ye's chest was rising and falling rapidly. Take a few deep breaths of some cold air. After a while. He shook his head: "Dazzled! Even if that boy has taken off his name as a waste. He wants to reach this state in just three years. It's absolutely impossible!!"
Three years. From a strength that even a fighter is still not. Upgrade to Douhuang level? Such words. Ge Ye dared to pat his chest to pack the ticket. Even looking at the entire vindictive continent. I am afraid it is absolutely impossible for someone to do it!
As the mood slowly calmed down. Ge Ye also began to doubt the face he had seen before. After thinking about it a little bit. Affirmed a fact very firmly in my heart. previously. Absolutely by yourself. Definitely dazzled! After the recognition in this way. The shock on Ge Ye's face slowly calmed down. He coughed a few times while clutching his chest. A wisp of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth again. The palm of the previous black robe man. Let him suffer serious injuries.
"Uncle Ge. Are you okay?" On the high platform. Nalan Yanran floated down beside Ge Ye. Some worries appeared on Qiao's face. Asked eagerly.
"Cough. It's not in the way." He shook his head. Ge Ye smiled bitterly.
Looking at Ge Ye's pale face. Nalan Yanran raised her eyebrows slightly. This was the first time she saw someone who dared to deal with Yun Lanzong in this way. She had a cold face right now. He cast his gaze to the black-robed man. Coldly said: "This lord. You behaved like this today. Are you provoking Yun Lanzong?"
The black robe trembled slightly. Nalan Yanran seemed to be able to detect the indifferent gaze shooting from under the black robe. The jade hand clasped tightly. There was a bit of anger in my heart.
"In addition to carrying out Yun Lanzong. What else can you do? Mo Cheng's order. I will take it today. If you want to stop it. Just shoot. You don't need to take Yun Lanzong and Yun Yun as an example. That's right. I'm useless." The black-robed man tapped his sleeve robe. In the voice. But it contains a little sarcasm and sneer.
"You..." Hearing the sarcastic words of the black-robed man. An anger surged between Nalan Yanran's eyebrows. Sneered and said: "Your Excellency is a strong fighting emperor. Presumably, you are not an unnamed person in the Jiama Empire. Since you insist on killing Mo Cheng today, please report your name. In the future. I will find an adult to reason."
"Say reasonable? Haha. It should be Yun Yun who brought hundreds of people together to say it?" The black robe man shook his head. Said with a mocking smile.
"Since your Excellency can be in front of the many leaders of the Northeast provinces. Kill Mo Cheng. How can you hide your head and show your tail? With your strength. I think. It shouldn't be afraid of Mo Family's revenge. It's afraid of Yun Lanzong behind Mo Family, right? "Nalan Yanran said coldly.
"I don't dare. I just don't want to. You don't have to worry. Yun Lanzong. I will go up sooner or later. At that time. I am. You will naturally know." The black robe man said lightly.
The black-robed people who listened so didn't pay attention to Yun Lanzong. Nalan Yanran bit her silver teeth. He said bitterly: "Okay. Since your Excellency has such courage. Then I really want to see. Do you really have the courage to enter the Yunlan Sect!"
"Done?" The black robe trembled slightly. The black-robed man seemed to shrug his shoulders: "It's over. Then stop the noise. I'm going to do it. If you want to stop. Please. But just a reminder. I won't be merciful because of your identity. I don't want Yun Lanzong to have a successor. Then just stay quietly by the side."
Hear the words. Nalan Yanran's ruddy little mouth was tightly pursed. The plump breasts undulate slightly. A tempting arc swayed. However, although my heart is angry. But she has no choice. In this hall. No one can compete with this mysterious powerhouse. And the other party didn't seem to be afraid of Yun Lanzong. therefore. In addition to watching Mo Cheng become his undead soul. There seems to be no way.
No longer paid attention to Nalan Yanran's behavior behind him. The black-robed man slowly turned around. Sen coldly looked at that leaning on the pillar. Mo Cheng who wanted to stand up. On the palm. The white flame rose up. But it brought a little coldness.
"This lord..." looked at the black-robed man who wanted to kill. Mo Lan, the master of the Mo family, paled. Although I want to step forward and block it. But after looking at the previous end of Ge Ye and Nalan Yanran. He just forcibly resisted this impulse. The black-robed man had obviously reserved his hand because of Ge Ye's identity. But if these people rushed up. I'm afraid in the hall. There will be more icy ice sculptures. therefore. Mo Lan also only stood a safer distance from the black robe man. He said: "My lord. The little girl named Qinglin has nothing to do. As long as you can let go of the great elder. My Mo Family is willing to compensate you for any conditions!"
For what Mo Lan said. The black robe is still indifferent. Under the gaze of the leaders in the hall. Slowly proceed to the ink. A touch of cold killing intent. Let the interior of the hall. There was an icy breath.
Looking at the black-robed man who didn't even care about himself. Mo Lan smiled sadly. Under the pressure of this absolute strength. He just gave up the idea of rescue. He was full of frustration. I can only hope. This method is quite ruthless. After beheading Mo Cheng. The Mohist school will no longer be purged. otherwise. I'm afraid the Mohist school will really start from the first-class power. Become a dead end.
It seems that he understands the murderous heart that the black-robed people have towards him. Therefore, Mo Cheng did not make senseless begging for mercy. Looking bitterly at the black-robed man who came slowly. The only left arm. Suddenly wriggling slightly.
"Want to kill me. I will leave you with a few scars too!" A grinning smile. Mo Chengqu curled his body. The left arm shook sharply. A fierce dark energy. Shattered the sleeves. Bare arms in the air. The veins are like little snakes. Constantly agitated. That palm. Suddenly it became much wider strangely. Normal nails. It also skyrocketed by half an inch. And the color has become very black.
At this moment Mo Cheng's arm. Has completely deviated from the normal form of human beings. It seems. On the contrary, it is more like the limbs of Warcraft.
Within the arm. Gradually surging into a pale red color. After a while. The whole arm. It turned red. Look at it at a glance. It's like an arm of flame.
"Broken Mountain Arm? The Great Elder actually transplanted the forelimbs of the Tier 5 Demon's Blazing Mountain Rhinoceros from the family's collection to his body?" Mo Cheng looked at that arm became extremely wide. Mohists worked as a core high-level man. Can not help but exclaimed.
His face changed greatly and looked at Mo Cheng's arm. Mo Lan's mouth couldn't help twitching. This is the most precious thing in the family. It was actually something that was privately inherited by Mo to occupy a place. As the head of the family. He was really angry. go to hell! "Staring at the black-robed man bitterly. Mo Cheng's soles slammed on the pillar behind him. His knees were slightly bent. Immediately, his body was like a cannonball. He rushed towards the black-robed man.
Between the rush. Mo Cheng had some huge palms on his face. Sharp fingers. It turned out to be a hard board. Five deep gullies were torn apart.
Looking at the terrifying power that suddenly changed from Mo Cheng. The crowd in the hall. There are some changes in his face. Although some of them have also heard that people from the Mo family can transplant the limbs of monsters to replace the original organs. But I have never seen it before. Replace the changes that can be brought afterwards. How huge is it
Stand in the original. The black-robed man watched his eyes turn red. And bloodshot ink. Sneered in a low voice: "Poor fellow. It turned out that when you gained the power of monsters. The spirit was gradually being eroded by the animal nature. Your so-called transplantation. The biggest highlight. I am afraid that it turns a person into a head. You only know the killing monsters, right?"
"Mongrel. Go to hell!"
The face is hideous. Mo Chengang stared at his pupils. The soles of the feet slam on the face. The body shot to the top of the black robe man's head. Huge palms. Swipe down fiercely. Suddenly waving palms. The air turned out to be in this terrifying energy. The smashed sound produced a harsh sonic boom.
Where the black robe stands. Hard board. Under the oppression of that terrifying force in the sky. It started to crack every inch.
Sensing the vigor from the violent attack above his head. The black-robed man slowly raised his head. The delicate face under the black robe. It clearly appeared in the sight of Mo Cheng with red eyes.
Even at this moment the spirit has entered a state of violent violence. But behind the clear, youthful face of the black-robed man who looked at. In Mo Cheng's red eyes. It is still incredibly shocked by the unbearable chance of emergence.
"It's over..." Qingxiu's face. Looking at the shocked Mo Cheng blankly. The palms were slowly raised. Above. Sen white flames. Tumbled slightly. After a short while. It's like a flamethrower firing. Fierce burst out.
The spooky white flames. Violently skimmed through the air. Take that Mo Cheng. Wrap it. Under the gaze of everyone. Mo Cheng in flames. Sen white ice layer. Suddenly emerged from the surface of his body. Blink time. It is to completely wrap it into a lifelike ice sculpture.
Bone Spirit is cold. A mixture of extremely hot and extremely cold. When it is extremely hot. Burn everything. When it is extremely cold. Frozen...
Mid-air. The ice sculpture fell weakly. On the ice sculpture. I can still see the horror and hideousness before death.
"Kacha..."
The ice sculpture fell down. Under the gaze of one after another. It cracked. in. No bones left...
Looking at it on the brightly colored blanket. White ice cubes gradually melting away. In the hall. Deathly silence...