Mo Yugui is the "Lord of the South China Sea", although he despises Deng Jiuling and does not bother to take action against Deng Jiuling.
But Deng Jiuling's behavior still angered Mo Yu.
So Mo Yu gave an order to let all the elders, children, and heroes of the Mo family encircle Deng Jiuling!
kill! no! amnesty!
This is the majesty of Mo Yu!
Although Mo Yu is not the Patriarch, he can mobilize the resources of the Mo Family with just a word!
Even the heroes from all over the world dare not follow it!
"kill!"
In an instant, almost everyone on the scene shot at the same time!
However, Mo Yu himself seemed to have given an insignificant order, turning his whole person into a streamer and heading away all the way.
In the distance, there is one more important thing that needs to be handled by Mo Yu!
"My son, why don't you watch the battle?" The graceful woman in a red dress suddenly appeared beside Mo Yu.
"It's just an ant, it's insignificant." Mo Yu looked disdainful.
"My son, why do you look in a hurry? Is it because of Mo Wu?" The beautiful woman was extremely brilliant, following in Mo Yu's footsteps.
"Mo Wu is my eldest sister, but she is actually threatened, how can this son ignore it?" Mo Yu said with a sneer.
…
At the entrance of Tongtian Hall, Mo Wu and Mo Ruxue were surrounded by a group of Mohist fighters.
"Miss, our elder is deadly, protect you from leaving." The soldier captain said as if Hongzhong, coldly.
"Almost all the elders and foreign aid have gone to the land of the sky, why can't we go?" Mo Wu shouted.
"This is the order of the great elder." The soldier captain looked indifferent.
Suddenly, the jade pendant containing the soul of the great elder on the waist of the soldier captain cracked with a bang, fell to the ground, and fell to pieces.
"What, the great elder has fallen?"
"how so?"
The soldiers were in an uproar, shaking their faces.
boom! boom! … boom!
In the Tianshuang Hall, the grounds dedicated to the elders began to burst one by one.
"The ancestor Baimei is also dead?"
"Damn, there is Elder Bald!"
"The Eight Great Elders, the whole army was wiped out?"
Hum!
These warriors who were ordered by the Great Elder Mo Tiancan to stay to watch the two princesses of the Mo family were in an uproar.
"Captain, what should I do?" The adjutant came over with a look of shock.
"The Great Elder once said that if something goes wrong, kill Deng Jiuling's woman, kill!" The dead captain looked fierce.
"Presumptuous, I am Miss Mo Family, dare you!" Mo Wu suddenly furious.
"We are all fighters trained by Prince Mohu. We have been in the Western Regions all year round. After we kill you, we will go to the Western Regions!" The soldier captain drew his sword with a fierce look.
"Yeah..."
"Help!"
Mo Wu and Mo Ruxue suddenly changed their colors.
"Asshole thing, my eldest sister of Mo Yu, who would dare to move?" A cold voice suddenly sounded from behind.
As soon as the voice fell, all the soldiers present, their heads fell abruptly and completely died.
Then, Mo Yu's towering figure appeared in front of the two girls.
However, Mo Wu did not appreciate Mo Yu's rescue, but said coldly, "Second brother, where is my husband Deng Jiuling?"
Hum!
Hearing that Mo Yu's face changed slightly, and that peerlessly handsome face suddenly became a bit ugly.
Before Mo Wu officially married Deng Jiuling, he directly called Deng Jiuling "husband", and Mo Yu couldn't accept it.
But Mo Yu's self-cultivation is very good, the sharp light in his eyes flashes away, and he hides it so well that no one can see it.
"Deng Jiuling killed Jiande. My son wanted to give him a chance, but he unexpectedly killed eleven elders of my Mo family. He was inexcusable." Mo Yu said coldly.
"Eleven elders?" Mo Wu exclaimed after hearing this, her pretty face turned white all at once.
Deng Jiuling killed so many high-ranking Mohists, even if it didn't matter about Mo Jiande, the Mohist family couldn't let Deng Jiuling go.
"Second brother, Deng Jiuling is my husband and your brother-in-law, you can't kill him." Mo Wu was anxious.
"Sister, don't worry, I haven't touched Deng Jiuling's finger from start to finish."
Standing with his hand, Mo Yu looked like a god: "However, Deng Jiuling has committed such a serious crime. If this is the case, then it is naturally impossible."
"Mr. Mo Yu, please raise your hand high and spare my fiance." Mo Ruxue knelt down suddenly and knocked his head directly to Mo Yu.
"Second brother, I... Kneel for you too." Mo Wu gritted his teeth and smirked, and was about to kneel.
In this scene, Mo Yu's face changed again, and a trace of jealousy and gloom flashed in his eyes.
However, Mo Yu was still hiding well, and no one saw the murderous intent flashing away from the corner of his eyes.
Mo Wu didn't finally kneel down, but was held up by Mo Yu with infuriating energy.
As for Mo Ruxue, he was also lifted up by Mo himself.
"Eldest sister, Ruxue, you don't need to do that. I, Mo Yu, can speak here, and I will definitely not attack Deng Jiuling today."
Mo Yu said proudly: "But now, my Mo family heroes are besieging him. Whether he can escape this disaster depends on his own good fortune."
After speaking, Mo Yu said loudly: "Come here, send two young ladies to the Tongtian Hall to rest."
"Yes."
Boom!
Immediately there were two old monsters with hanging white hair, walking over with expressionless faces and escorting the two Mo family princesses away.
Boom!
Soon, the huge stone gate of Tongtian Hall was completely closed.
"Sister Xiaowu, what should I do now?" Mo Ruxue was a little anxious.
"I hope Deng Jiuling is okay, and we are safe now, which is the greatest support for him." Mo Wu sighed with a miserable laugh.
"Brother Deng, you must be fine if you are tired!" Fen clenched her fist tightly, and Mo Ruxue looked worried.
Deng Jiuling overwhelmed all the heroes from all over the world, and finally assisted Mo Fei ascending the Ding Ding, ranking among the elders of Mojia Keqing.
Unexpectedly, Deng Jiuling's killing of Mo Jiande failed completely before the baptism of inheritance was about to be passed on.
This result naturally made the two princesses of the Mo family feel very depressed.
As a result, Deng Jiuling not only lost the opportunity to advance by leaps and bounds, but also faced the danger of being encircled by the Mo family.
Under such circumstances, whether Deng Jiuling can save his life is a very critical question.
As for Deng Jiuling's desire to marry his second daughter, it is impossible for the time being.
Now, the two women can only pray in the hall, hoping that Deng Jiuling will be safe.
…
Outside the Tongtian Hall, Mo Yu stood unrestrainedly, his complexion constantly changing on that peerlessly handsome face.
"My son, do you think that Mo Wu is just having an affair with Deng Jiuling, and they will fly around each other when a catastrophe is about to come, but unexpectedly backfire?"
Accompanied by a charming sound of nature, the graceful shadow of a beautiful woman in a red dress appeared beside Mo Yu.
"Hong Fu, isn't this what you want to see?" Mo Yu sneered.
"Since your father died, it is normal for you and Mo Wu to live on each other and have feelings, but she is your sister after all. I advise you not to think about it." The beautiful woman in red skirt smiled.
"Since my dad died, you have been my widowed little mom, don't you think about it?" Mo Yu scolded.
"Forget the son, I won't tell you, anyway, just wait and see, even if Deng Jiuling is dead, Mo Wu will not talk to you."
The beautiful woman in the red skirt was a little annoyed, and after leaving this sentence, she left.
"Deng Jiuling, I hope you can escape the pursuit of my Mo family, otherwise..."
There was a cruel arc at the corner of his mouth, Mo Yu said coldly.
…
In the deep sea of the South China Sea, among the clouds and mist in the sky, another keel boat is slowly moving forward.
"How many days will you be able to reach the Mo family?"
On the splint, the towering old man said lightly.
"Master, there are about three days left before you can enter the Tongtian River Basin."
The old slave who touched his hand with a long sword respectfully said.
"Three days?" Hearing this, the dignified old man frowned, and his tone gradually became cold: "No, within a day, you must rush to the Mo Family, otherwise things might change."
Hearing this, the old slave holding the sword was suddenly shocked: "Master, my Mo family has a population of one million, and there are so many strong people, is this impossible?"
"In the past, the mud bodhisattva said that the calamity of my Mo family will come in a hundred years."
"If this catastrophe is to hide, then from now on, the wind will be smooth, and the future will continue to be strong."
"But if this catastrophe can't be avoided, my Mo family's accumulation of hundreds of years, I am afraid it will be completely destroyed in an instant."
The majestic old man frowned and said with a sigh: "The old man had watched the stars last night, and found that the purple star was bright and dark in the sky over the South China Sea. I am afraid that he will encounter a catastrophe."
"Does that purple star refer to my Mo family?" The old slave holding the sword was a little surprised.
"I hope not, but it may be." The dignified old man said solemnly: "Call the tiger team to clear the way and speed up the return!"
"Yes." The old slave holding the sword nodded.
Then, the old slave holding the sword made a long roar, and the howling converged into a huge shock wave with a strange rhythm, which instantly resounded through the waters of Baili.
Boom!
Soon, huge waves rushed into the sky, wave after wave, as if invisible in the dark holding a huge palm, pushing the keel boat.
In an instant, the speed of the keel ship was increased by a full three times, riding the wind and waves all the way, rushing forward quickly.
"Master, what exactly is a tiger group?"
For a long time, the old slave holding the sword couldn't help being curious and asked cautiously.
The sound of the old slave holding the sword just now was a signal to summon the tiger group.
But what is the tiger group, the ancestor holding the sword does not know.
"There are things that shouldn't be asked, don't ask." The majestic old man said lightly.
"Yes, old master." Hearing this, the old slave holding the sword trembling all over, said hurriedly.
"Master, who is the big enemy that our Mo family encountered this time?"
With the passage of time, the ancestor holding the sword couldn't restrain the gossip in his heart, and asked again.
This time, the majestic old man did not blame the old slave holding the sword for talking, but stroked his white beard, looked at the rough sea in front of him, and said indifferently:
"Is the golden scales a thing in the pool? Once the wind and cloud change the dragon, the Nine Heavens Dragon Yin will change the sky, and the wind and cloud will dive!
Boom!
Hearing this, the old slave holding the sword was shocked, and his eyes burst into light.
…
At the same time, outside the Tongtian Valley on the Tongtian Island, Deng Jiuling immediately faced the greatest challenge of his life!
Ten sides besieged the city, a moment of life and death!