Wu Po Jiuxiao

The bull devil brazenly surrendered to the opponent.

"Chong!"

The long sword is unsheathed.

The snow-white divine sword drew thirteen sword qi.

The sword energy danced wildly, quickly forming sections of sacred lines.

"I wipe..."

The Bull Demon King wiped his saliva quickly, and escaped from the opponent's attack range by rolling and crawling.

"laugh……"

A sword energy was extremely ferocious, and it unexpectedly emerged from the void again, and shot towards the bullwhip of the Bull Demon King.

How terrifying is the dense sword energy, completely locked on to his target, the white light flickered, and the ghostly shadow rioted, and even made the slightest ripples in the void reach a certain substance, and the space began to roll and flow like an overwhelming river.

Obviously, the opponent's sword vowed to cut off the bullwhip of the Bull Demon King.

"Help!"

This is related to the offspring of the old Niu's family. The Bull Demon King was really frightened at this time, and yelled at Ye Fantian sternly.

Ye Fantian didn't speak, but the power of space was activated quickly, blocking the opponent's sword energy.

"The fluctuation of the power of space?"

Mo Wenqing said slowly in his mouth.

The voice was clear and sweet, but there was no slight emotional fluctuation between the words, as if nothing in the world could cause her to change.

"Brother, this girl is given to you, the old cow can't enjoy it."

The Bull Demon King hurriedly ran behind Ye Fantian and said.

"It's really rare for you to comprehend the power of space at your age."

Mo Wenqing said again.

Ye Fantian's expression became serious.

It's not because the other party has seen through his own strength, but the tone of the other party's speech, no matter how cold this guy is, but the tone cannot deceive people, in the other party's tone, it is obvious that he doesn't care.

Yes, I don't care at all, just like my own space power is a commodity that anyone can have.

"Your identity seems to be the saint of Tianzong, no, the former saint of Tianzong, Tianzong, such a strange sect."

Ye Fantian didn't answer the other party directly, but looked at the woman and said with a sneer.

Tianzong, this is a mysterious sect. In the sect, there are all terrible monsters. There are too many so-called geniuses in this Tianzong.

And being able to know this is also because of the memory of that little kid.

It's just that Ye Fantian is very curious. In the Tianzong, the saint is the supreme existence, and the woman who will unite with the Son in the future will become one of the most terrifying figures in the Tianzong.

The ancient age of Tianzong's inheritance has been extremely long until now. Although it is not as terrible as this Zen sect, the strength and influence in it are beyond ordinary people's imagination.

The Dragon Prince actually took away Mo Wenqing. Could it be that he is not afraid of Tianzong's revenge?In other words, there is some sort of deal between the two.

Women, in many cases, can be the root of the transaction, especially a woman like Mo Wenqing, such a woman, I am afraid that any man wants to conquer.

"You talk too much."

For Ye Fantian's words, Mo Wenqing seems to be quite disgusted, not so much disgusted, but what Ye Fantian said:

"You shouldn't have killed him."

Mo Wenqing glanced at the little boy's body on the ground again, and said calmly.