"Mo Jingyun, don't take action. If you do, you will definitely regret it."
Elder Qiansu couldn't care less about his face now and shouted at the top of his lungs.
Although Elder Qiansu is not from Mo Jingyun's lineage, as a member of Mo Lou, it would not be a good thing for Mo Jingyun to conflict with Xiao Naihe.
Xiao Naihe had suppressed the five elders outside and couldn't even take advantage of this man's hands.
If you fight against this person, you will definitely not have much chance of winning.
Even though Elder Qiansu usually wanted someone to teach Mo Jingyun a lesson, in this situation, this idea was obviously not feasible.
"Regret? I, Mo Jingyun, have never regretted it, but you, Elder Qiansu, why did you stop me again and again? If this person was brought in by my junior sister, it would obviously violate the rules of our Demon House. It's okay for me to take him down or even kill him. Do you want to stop him?"
Mo Jingyun said coldly, with a hint of coldness in the corners of his eyes.
Elder Qiansu suppressed the anger in his heart and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Xiao is a guest of our Demon Tower, so I naturally want to protect him. Demon Jingyun, don't realize it, please retreat quickly."
"Really? I know very well that you, Elder Qiansu, are from the same lineage as my junior sister. I can't believe your words. Our Demon Tower has not welcomed guests for six hundred years. Even if you find an excuse, you have to find one. It’s decent and saves me the waste of saliva.”
How could Mo Jingyun believe what Elder Qiansu said.
As a member of the witch's lineage, Elder Qiansu naturally stands on the same front as the witch's holy beauty.
If this man was brought in by the witch Shengmei, it would be obvious for Elder Qiansu to help him get out of trouble.
Mo Jingyun's thoughts swirled, and he suddenly thought of these. He was determined to arrest Xiao Naihe and Bei Qiong, so that he would have a reason to deal with the witch Shengmei.
Even if it cannot directly overthrow the identity of the Holy Beauty of the Witch, it is enough to greatly shake the status of the Holy Beauty of the Witch.
How could Mo Jingyun miss such a good opportunity
"I'm going to take action now, Gansu, do you think you can stop me?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Jingyun stretched out his hand towards Xiao Naihe, and his momentum changed, like a sky-reaching giant, the cold air swept in and spread throughout the space.
"Magic Jingyun."
Elder Qiansu had no choice but to take action. All he saw was that he punched out, and a void fist intention was like a burning spiritual thought. Every thought contained extremely powerful original divine thoughts.
Click.
These two forces collided with each other in the void, and countless original thoughts were suddenly shattered and scattered into endless fragments.
A raging fire emerged from Mo Jingyun's eyebrows, as cold as ice, without the slightest warmth, but extremely cold.
"Is this inner demon quenching?"
Elder Qiansu's expression changed.
Although their five elders are powerful, Mo Jingyun has obtained the orthodox inheritance of the Demon Tower. Besides the owner and the saint, he can be named as the third person who has inherited the most magical powers from the Demon Tower.
In terms of strength, Mo Jingyun is obviously higher than the five elders.
"Qiansu, you are no match for me, so get out."
An icy coldness flashed in the corner of Mo Jingyun's eyes. He grabbed it with five fingers and immediately dropped the knife in his hand. A strong force of void energy came directly, splitting apart various original thoughts in the air.
The light flashed, and the energy flew wildly. It rushed towards Elder Qiansu and rolled up towards Elder Qiansu. Gang Qi burst out from this light.
"Demon body protective cover."
Elder Qiansu shouted violently, and a blue aurora suddenly enveloped his body, forming a huge shield to protect him.
However, Mo Jingyun's sharp energy merged with each other, merged in mid-air, strangled and collided, and forcibly knocked Elder Qiansu away.
Even if Elder Qiansu was very powerful, it would not be that easy to be knocked away by Mo Jingyun.
"you… "
Elder Qiansu stepped back repeatedly, his eyes flashing with an icy chill.
"Okay, now it's your turn. Today, those of you outsiders who illegally entered our magic building, don't even think about running away. Junior sister, you are so disappointing. You have violated the rules of our magic building one after another. I had to take matters into my own hands today to clean it up.”
Mo Jingyun knocked Elder Qiansu back with one move, but instead of reining in his energy, he showed a look of regret and kept shaking his head.
However, the witch Shengmei seemed to have thought of something after seeing Xiao Naihe, and did not take action again. Instead, she calmly saluted Xiao Naihe, then looked at Mo Jingyun and said slowly: "Mo Jingyun, Elder Qiansu That’s right, if you do it, you will definitely regret it.”
"Regret, I, Mo Jingyun, have never known how to write the word regret. But you, junior sister, you have made such a big mistake this time. When the time comes, I will definitely read your book in front of Master, even if it is the fifth major Mr. Su, you can’t betray your public affairs or act privately.”
"I still said the same thing, and you will regret it. I advise you to come down. Don't be embarrassed. You are no match for Young Master Xiao."
When Mo Jingyun heard this, a killing intent suddenly appeared on his face.
As soon as his eyes widened, a burst of cold energy instantly burst out from his pupils. That aura made even the woman next to him feel terrified. Even Elder Qiansu was shaken back by Mo Jingyun's terrifying aura. Several steps.
At this time, Elder Qiansu even smelled a smell of blood in this momentum, and it seemed that there was a terrifying force that could swallow everything and wrapped the entire courtyard.
This kind of thought continues to penetrate people's hearts, and it seems to be able to arouse the instinctive fear in people's hearts.
"Good guy, although this Mo Jingyun is arrogant, his strength is indeed great. He does have the capital to be arrogant."
Elder Qiansu's face was uncertain. Even if he couldn't see Mo Jingyun, he had to admit that this man was indeed remarkable.
The entire courtyard was almost boiling, like a world of ice and fire, like a fantasy of hell.
"Yes, this fist spirit is definitely at the top even if it is placed in the late stage of Wuyuan. No wonder it can compete with Sheng Mei for the poster's heir."
Although Xiao Naihe didn't know this man, he was extremely smart. He just connected the cause and effect, and with a little inference, he could naturally figure out a lot of things.
Mo Jingyun narrowed his eyes slightly and said with a sinister smile: "You and the woman who survived the tribulation must be in the same group. Even the junior sister can't protect you. Take it down for me."
After saying that, Mo Jingyun's aura suddenly enveloped him, like a cold beam of light rushing into the sky, forming a straight line of energy and blood smoke that penetrated the entire Xiaohan.
That force completely displayed all Mo Jingyun's powers to perfection.
The fist spirit in his body is like the god of war in the world, full of strong fighting spirit and wants to crush everything.
"Is that it? Compared to Shengmei, it seems you are still a little behind. You are no match for me."
Xiao Naihe said with a faint smile, not at all intimidated by the aura of this Mo Jingyun. ,
On the other hand, as soon as Mo Jingyun heard Xiao Naihe's words, every acupuncture point in his body suddenly seemed to erupt with extremely terrifying noises. The crisp noises continued, like thunder and lightning.
Jump, jump, jump, jump...
The strong cracking sound was like a piano string breaking apart, or fried beans, making a very crisp sound.
A stream of blood circled around the head of the demonic cloud, and finally formed a blood-colored fine wheel that kept spinning.
At this moment, Xiao Naihe could hear the roaring sound of impact coming from Mo Jingyun's body, as if countless galaxies were flowing inside his body.
Even the naked eye can feel that this blood energy is directly the air flow in the twisted void.
Elder Qiansu's expression changed and he quickly retreated to the back.
He could feel that Mo Jingyun was really murderous and angry.
Mo Jingyun has always been the only one who can look down on others, but someone actually looked down on him.
Mo Jingyun's murderous intention towards Xiao Naihe was already strong enough to materialize.
"Okay, okay, okay!" Mo Jingyun laughed angrily and uttered three 'good' words in succession, suppressing the violent anger in his heart, "I don't care who you are, anyone who dares to mess with me, even if you are No one in heaven or on earth can save you."
As Mo Jingyun spoke, a huge aura suddenly erupted from his body, extremely fierce, completely stimulating the flow of energy and blood throughout his body, and the spirit of the fist directly enveloped Xiao Naihe's body.
"Here comes the knife."
With a command, like the invisible voice of heaven, the woman behind suddenly had a sword in her hand.
The luster on this sword flashes like nine stars in a row, reflecting on the blade, making it look extremely mysterious.
"Tian Shang Hanmang Dao!"
Elder Qiansu's expression changed again.
Mo Jingyun’s natal magic weapon!
"Behead!"
A fierce slash came down, and a majestic and boundless fist force suddenly burst out from his body. With the 'Tian Shang Han Mang Dao' in his hand, the whole world seemed to change color in an instant, losing all color.
Whirring whirring.
The wind of the fist swirled and the sword energy burst, instantly forming a very mysterious picture in mid-air, as if everything in the world was imprinted in this picture.
The purple light flashed with ripples, as if in an ancient battlefield, the fists of tens of thousands of warriors gathered together and continuously impacted, trying to knock Xiao Naihe down and suppress him directly into the eighteenth level of hell.
"Today you can die with my Tianshang Hanmang Dao, you are proud enough."
As he spoke, the sword flickered and moved wildly, cutting the airflow in the void with one blow, as if the sword split it into two different spaces, forcibly splitting time and space.
"Swallowing spirits, turning into demons and killing them!" (To be continued)