"Boy, if you dare to get closer, believe it or not, I will kill him immediately."

Seeing Mo Qingyun approaching Chen Changxing, a thin middle-aged man threatened Mo Qingyun with a cold look.

While this man was talking, he took out a scimitar and put it on Chen Changxing's neck.

Judging from his posture, it seemed that as long as Mo Qingyun dared to move a little, he would remove Chen Changxing's head.

Unfortunately, he made a mistake in his plan, and this method could not stop Mo Qingyun.

Seeing this man's actions, Mo Qingyun's mouth curled slightly, and his face looked contemptuous, saying, "I want to save people, but you can't stop them."

As Mo Qingyun spoke, a red light flashed in his right eye, and a red eye burst out.

The attack speed of the red eyes was extremely fast. Before the man could react, he blasted a hole in his head.

When this man's mind was penetrated, his sea of ​​consciousness and soul were also defeated strongly.

The sea of ​​consciousness collapsed and the soul dissipated. The man's eyes began to become empty, and his expression fell backwards with a dull look.

Mo Qingyun used his eyes to kill the man. His figure flashed and came to Changxing's side, saying, "Senior Brother Changxing, how are you?"

"Little...Little Junior Brother!"

At the call of Mo Qingyun, Chen Changxing slowly opened his eyes and looked at Mo Qingyun in shock.

He never thought that Mo Qingyun would take risks and come to save him.

This friendship is too heavy!

After a brief shock, Chen Changxing looked nervous and said anxiously: "My junior brother, there are many strong people in the Razer clan. You can leave here quickly, don't worry about me."

Regarding Chen Changxing's panic, Mo Qingyun smiled lightly and said casually: "Senior Brother Changxing, you don't have to panic too much. Since I dare to come to save you, I am naturally confident to take you away."

"Small……"

Looking at Mo Qingyun with a indifferent face, Chen Changxing's expression changed slightly, and he wanted to persuade Mo Qingyun again.

But before Chen Changxing's words could be said, Mo Qingyun was interrupted by raising his hand and said, "Senior Brother Changxing, let's wait for the extra words, and now I'll take you out of here first."

After Mo Qingyun's words fell, he raised his hand and waved his hand and cut off the rope that trapped Chen Changxing.

Mo Qingyun cut off the rope, and he raised Chen Changxing and flew outside the Razer tribe.

As Mo Qingyun flew away, several figures flew over at a very fast speed, each of which exuded a powerful aura.

Seeing these people appear, Mo Qingyun stopped and looked at the people in front of him indifferently.

These people have a high level of cultivation, all of whom are above the second level of the Nine Heavens Xuanxian Realm, and a few of them are even at the third level of the Nine Heavens.

Of course, with their cultivation level, it is far from enough to keep Mo Qingyun.

Chen Changxing didn't know Mo Qingyun's strength, so when he saw these people coming, he immediately became so scared that his face turned pale.

"Captain Zhelin, I will go back with you immediately and ask you to let my junior brother go."

Looking at the middle-aged man who was the leader among the crowd, Chen Changxing showed a pleading expression and spoke up to plead for Mo Qingyun.

Hearing Chen Changxing's begging for mercy, the middle-aged leader's expression changed, he looked at Mo Qingyun with a sinister smile, and said, "Chen Changxing, it's okay to save your junior brother, and you can exchange your son's life."

Chen Changxing was silent. Zhelin's request was too difficult.

If he didn't care about Chen Wuhui, he wouldn't have come to the Razer tribe and negotiated with Zhelin.

Seeing Chen Changxing silent, Zhelin's face turned cold, and he looked at Mo Qingyun with a gloomy look, and said, "What's wrong? Don't you care about your junior brother's safety? Why don't you even say a word now?"

"I……"

Faced with Zhelin's questioning, Chen Changxing showed pain and struggle, not knowing how to refute it.

He didn't want to see Mo Qingyun take risks, but he didn't want Chen Wuhui to be killed. This choice was too difficult.

Seeing Chen Changxing's performance, Mo Qingyun patted his shoulder, looked at Zhelin indifferently, and said, "Zhelin Clan Chief, I came here just to take my senior brother away. As for the hatred between you and Chen Wuhui, I don't want to intervene, but I hope you don't ignorant of the ruthlessness."

After Mo Qingyun's words fell, a chill emanated from his body, and he slowly flew forward with Chen Changxing.

Seeing Mo Qingyun's actions, Zhelin couldn't help but look stunned and was suddenly stunned by Mo Qingyun.

The boy in front of him gave him a strange feeling, which made him feel like he was urged to bow down and surrender.

However, thinking of the relationship between Mo Qingyun and Chen Changxing, Zhelin immediately abandoned the thoughts in his mind.

Mo Qingyun is just Chen Changxing's junior brother, so he cannot have too much background. He doesn't need to be afraid of Mo Qingyun at all.

"Hold them right away and don't let them run away."

Unexpectedly, he was stunned by Mo Qingyun, and Zhelin felt annoyed in his heart and immediately ordered the people around him.

After receiving the order from Zhelin, everyone immediately chased Mo Qingyun and blocked Mo Qingyun's way again.

Seeing that his way was stopped, Mo Qingyun did not show any panic. He still looked at Zhelin with a calm expression and said, "I have given you the opportunity. Since you don't know how to politely, don't blame me for being polite."

Blood pressure!

After Mo Qingyun's words fell, he activated his bloodline and oppressed Zhelin and others.

A terrifying blood fluctuation erupted from Mo Qingyun's body, covering the surrounding area of ​​hundreds of miles.

Under the pressure of Mo Qingyun's bloodline, the Razer tribe around him immediately vomited blood, and his eyes were full of horror.

"Ancient...ancient bloodline!"

Zhelin was suppressed by Mo Qingyun's bloodline and immediately widened his pupils, guessed Mo Qingyun's identity, and said in a panic: "You...you are from the Heavenly Soul Demon Clan, you are the number one talented person in the Heavenly Soul Demon Clan, Mo Qingyun?"

"Emperor...Prince, we know we are wrong."

After guessing Mo Qingyun's identity, Zhelin was so scared that his legs became weak and his face turned pale as paper.

If he had known Mo Qingyun's identity, even if he had borrowed him ten thousand courage, he would not have dared to be disrespectful to Mo Qingyun.

Now in the eyes of foreign tribes, Mo Qingyun is the lifeblood of the Heavenly Soul Demon Clan. If he attacks him, he will be an enemy of the Heavenly Soul Demon Clan.

"You actually guessed my identity. It seems that you are a little smarter than Huang Lingyu."

Seeing that his identity was guessed, Mo Qingyun did not hide it, and smiled meaningfully at Zhelin and said, "Now, can I leave here?"

"Yes...yes!"

After knowing Mo Qingyun's identity, Zhelin dared to stop him. He nodded in panic and responded, and said, "Prince, Chen Wuhui killed my son, and ask the prince to uphold justice for me..."

Halfway through Zhelin's words, he didn't dare to continue and waited for Mo Qingyun to answer him.

If Mo Qingyun wanted to protect Chen Wuhui, he would have no choice but to admit that he was unlucky.

Hearing Zhelin's words, Mo Qingyun looked at Chen Changxing, pondered for a moment, and said, "My purpose is to save my senior brother. As for the hatred between you and Chen Wuhui, I have no interest in paying attention to it."

Mo Qingyun said that, and he carried Chen Changxing away, and stopped catching Zhelin and others who were dazed.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!