"Brother Mo, what you said is unreasonable. Aren't you looking down on me? Just look at how I broke through."
Nearby, a bolt of lightning struck down first and struck directly on the top of the monk's head.
The monk's eyes turned white for a moment, and then he seemed to have fainted. A rainbow light burst out from the monk's chest. However, the monk's immortal body suddenly exploded, and blood and immortal essence filled the sky.
Into a bloody crystal.
It was almost an instant kill. A cultivator at the peak stage of his Immortal Physique was instantly killed by a cultivator at the intermediate stage. This was simply an unbelievable thing. The cultivators present could not believe it. Their eyes were all focused on the young man in white.
He looked like he was thinking and considering.
More hesitant expressions appeared on their faces, and this hesitant look became stronger and stronger. It was slowly replaced by fear. More than a hundred monks at the peak stage of the immortal body couldn't help but take a breath, and stepped forward.
He couldn't help but take a step back from the air.
As they retreated, they were all ready to escape. As soon as the battle started, they would escape without hesitation. After all, this kid's combat power was too strong. No matter how powerful a monk who could kill him with one blow was, he would not hesitate.
It won't be too weak.
The blood-colored crystal quickly overlapped with the fifth crystal on the Killing Sword, and this scene quickly appeared in Mo Qiufeng's eyes. His brows wrinkled slightly, and soon he showed a very warm expression.
With a smile on his face, he said: "I admire you. I will give these three monks back to you."
He winked at the young city lord, who quickly opened the three big gourds, and the three figures inside quickly flew out. The three Chen soldiers realized that there were hundreds of peak immortal cultivators surrounding them, and they were also surrounded by them.
I was so shocked that I took a breath. Where have I seen such a scene?
They flashed and appeared beside Xuanmu, but neither of them spoke. Seeing this, the Young City Master immediately stepped forward and hugged the three Chen soldiers with fists, and said with a smile: "Three fellow Taoists, I have offended you a lot, so I hope you can
Haihan.”
"You're welcome." The three of them replied coldly in unison, with obvious dissatisfaction in their words.
The young city lord ignored it. This was Senmo City. He thought that even if these three people were a little dissatisfied, they would not dare to do anything to him.
Just when he was about to turn around and leave, Xuanmu shouted coldly: "Stop."
The Young City Lord looked puzzled. He was still quite wary of Xuanmu's strength, and stood helplessly. He showed an extremely forced smile and said, "Uncle, what are your orders?" Since Xuanmu has become brothers with his father, he himself also
He could only lower his face and call Xuanmu uncle.
"Come here. I have something to talk to you about." Xuanmu waved to the Young City Lord and said seriously.
"Uncle, if you have anything to do, just ask your nephew to take care of it." The Young City Master was in a state of confusion and suspicion. With a wry smile on his face, he obviously felt something was wrong.
"No, no, no, come here and let me take a good look. If you don't let me take a closer look, how can I remember it?" Xuanmu showed a harmless smile, but it was extremely cunning.
The young city lord glanced at Mo Qiufeng helplessly and said: "Dad...!"
"Xuanmu, if you have anything to say, just say it. I am all ears." Mo Qiufeng lowered his face and said rather unhappily.
"Okay, young master, I am a cheerful person." Xuanmu laughed and said, "How did your son treat me five days ago? Today I just want to see what he should do."
"Five days ago? What happened?" Mo Qiufeng has been in seclusion these days and has no idea what happened on that day.
But when the young city lord heard Xuanmu's words, his face suddenly turned pale, and he cursed secretly: "Third uncle, you old man, you have caused me misery. What should I do now?"
"You have to ask your good son about this. It's really hard for me to talk about this!"
"Rui'er, what's going on?" Mo Qiufeng shouted sharply. He originally wanted to take this opportunity to win over Xuanmu. If his son offended Xuanmu, his good deeds would be ruined. Therefore, he hung up at this time.
He had an angry look on his face.
"Dad, I know I'm wrong." The young city lord knelt in the air with a pale face, and quickly explained: "It was my third uncle who encouraged me that day. He said that I should suppress the senior Xuanmu who had just entered the city, and then he sent Li Wu
Go and rescue the siege. It's not the child's fault, it's all the fault of the third uncle."
"Now that your third uncle is dead, there is no evidence to prove his death. You can decide what to do on your own, and you must give me a satisfactory answer to my brother Xuanmu." After hearing this, Mo Qiufeng's face became extremely ugly. Seeing that Xuanmu still had a serious look on his face.
Indifferently, he immediately said it in a tone of disapproval.
"Senior Xuanmu, I kowtow to you and admit my mistake. I really didn't do it on purpose. It was all prompted by my third uncle. I have no eyesight, and I don't know Taishan. You have a lot, please spare me this time."
, the young city lord kowtowed to Xuanmu repeatedly. He didn’t know how many times he kowtowed.
"It's your mother's fault, who asked you to kowtow? Didn't you hear I asked you to come over?" Xuanmu scolded sternly.
The three Chen soldiers standing next to Xuanmu had also seen the young city lord's arrogance that day. When they had the opportunity to vent their anger, they all started to curse him.
"You little bastard, our boss told you to get over here. Didn't you hear?"
"You little bitch, forget it if you don't have eyes. You don't have fucking ears either. I don't know how your parents got you out of here in the first place." When Joffe said this, Mo Qiufeng's expression was clear.
His face changed. He felt a burning sensation in his face, but he didn't dare to attack it.
"Who did you call a waste? Who the hell was a waste? If you don't make it clear today, then don't even think about today."
Xuanmu did not speak, but kept looking coldly at the young city lord who did not dare to show his anger. He looked at the figure in Taoist robes kneeling in the air and crawling over. Until the figure in Taoist robes crawled in front of him, he kicked
He slapped the Young City Lord directly on the face with a 'snap' sound.
This sound was extremely clear, and it seemed even more harsh as the entire Senmo City was completely silent.
"Uncle, calm down, I am a waste. I am a waste...! Please punish me, uncle." The young city lord kowtowed repeatedly and said with a trembling voice.
Xuanmu raised his right foot and slapped the young city lord on the face again. He slapped the young city leader ten times before spitting. After letting out a breath of anger, he said seriously: "Young man, you can correct your mistakes if you know them."
That's pretty good. In fact, uncle didn't want to hit you, alas...! I was afraid that you wouldn't have a long memory, so I hit you a few times. You looked up at uncle."
The young city lord did not dare to raise his head, his cheeks were red from being slapped. Being slapped ten times with his shoes was undoubtedly a great shame and humiliation, but he did not have the slightest thought of revenge. A man who could kill the peak immortal body in an instant
A person who is a monk in his early years, a person who can make his father fear him. He cannot surpass him.
He nodded repeatedly and said: "What my uncle taught me, I must keep it in mind. There will never be a second time."
"Yes, the boy is teachable." Xuanmu nodded with satisfaction. He originally wanted to chop the boy into pieces. For Mo Qiufeng's sake, he spared his life. He hugged his fist at Mo Qiufeng again and said with a smile.
: "Brother Mo, I will take my leave now."
With that said, he took the three Chen soldiers and flew towards the north. Looking at the four figures leaving quickly, Mo Qiufeng gritted his teeth. This was the first time someone dared to touch his back scales like this. But he took the black wood again.
There is nothing that such a strong man can do. He knows that he cannot afford to offend a monk like Xuanmu.
"One month later, the 'Fighting Competition' will be held. All monks from the affiliated castles are required to participate. If any casual monks are willing to participate, they will be rewarded with twenty spiritual crystals and ten bottles of Baicao Dan." These words are still echoing in the air.
, Mo Qiufeng flew directly towards the retreat.
All the monks had a look of astonishment on their faces. Soon they understood what the head of the Mo family meant and mobilized to various castles.
Xuanmu returned to the cave and still frequently retreated. He had to break through to the Immortal Body Mahayana stage within this month. For him who had already practiced the Mu Lianjue, this was not a difficult task.
.
A month later, all the ancient trees within a radius of three hundred miles of Xuanmu Cave had fallen off their leaves. Only a few leaves that had not withered yet were sparsely hung on the trees. These were the masterpieces of Xuanmu. With a radius of three hundred miles, a full
The spiritual power contained in more than a thousand ancient trees was refined by him into the immortal essence in his body.
This day happens to be the day when the 'Fighting Competition' in Senmo City begins. Xuanmu also knows a little bit about this matter. Chen Zu and others once told him that they all had the idea of going to go, but last time in Senmo
The city had caused so much trouble, so they didn't dare to go. They could only beg Xuanmu to take them there.
Xuanmu had no choice but to lead a nine-person team of Chongpeng, Yin Ning, Chen Zu, Yuefei, Zhang Wo, Lingkong, Ziwei, and Xuewei towards Senmo City. For this fight,
Xuanmu is very clear about the purpose of the competition, which is to screen out powerful monks.
Xuanmu didn't know exactly what the top monks in this fighting competition were going to be used for. If he really wanted to use them against him, Xuanmu, then he had misjudged Mo Qiufeng.
When a group of people came to Senmo City, a monk led them to stay at an inn. The monk who led the way often glanced at Yin Ning with a surprised expression. He saw Yin Ning.
It’s not surprising that someone with only an intermediate level of Nascent Soul cultivation would appear in the third heaven.
Although he was surprised, he still distributed 180 spiritual crystals and 90 bottles of Baicao pills to the nine-person casual cultivator team. Xuanmu distributed these things one by one, and then took Yin Ning back to his home.
inside the room.
After locking the restriction lock, Xuanmu finally got lucky in cross-legged position. With the reserves of immortal energy these days, it was completely possible for him to advance to the Mahayana stage of the immortal body.