Martial arts become gods

Chapter 314

In the endless wasteland, there is a huge fiery red palace. The whole shape is like a group of burning flames, which looks quite imposing.

There was a scorching aura emanating from the palace, everything around seemed to be evaporated by this aura, it was extremely barren, it seemed that there was not even a single living thing.

This huge palace is the Huoyan Palace.

But at this moment, a black spot appeared on the horizon in the distance, and the black spot was getting closer and closer. It was a young man in black, and on his back was a person who was covered in cold .

These two were naturally Mo Xian and Yan Zhilie, and judging from the breath of the latter, it seemed that they were about to die.

Mo Xian looked up at the huge palace not far away, gritted his teeth, and shot out.

There is almost nothing to hide here, so Mo Xian was quickly discovered by the people of Huoyan Temple.

A group of ten warriors in fiery red armor rushed over and stopped Mo Xian. One of the leaders shouted, "Who dares to trespass into the territory of the Fire Palace!"

"I want to see your palace master!" Mo Xian said flatly, with Yan Zhilie's status in the Huoyan Palace, I am afraid that no one would want to save him, so he could only look for his father.

"Hmph, is the Palace Master something you can meet when you meet? I think you are impatient!" The leader snorted coldly, and pointed the spear in his hand at Mo Xian.

"You better see clearly, the person behind me is the son of your palace master!" Mo Xian said, frowning.

"Oh?" The leader sounded suspicious, and after taking a closer look, he immediately recognized Yan Zhilie, and immediately a playful expression appeared on his face, "Hehe, who am I, so it's the third young master , he ran out without authorization, he deserved it. The hall master is busy now, please wait for two or three days before coming back!"

His status is nothing more than the lowest-level team leader, but from his attitude towards Yan Zhilie, it can be seen that Yan Zhilie is a bit bleak in the Huoyan Temple, and even these lowest-level people don't have the respect they deserve .

But it's no wonder that although Yan Zhilie's strength is not good, he has always been stubborn. Even if he is bullied, he will never complain to his father. He believes that one day he will be able to get the respect he deserves with his own strength. .

And his attitude naturally fueled the arrogance of some people even more.

"Heh, two or three days, can't you see that he can't survive today?" Mo Xian suddenly felt a surge of anger, these guards were obviously looking for trouble.

"Then I can't control it. He ran out without authorization, which is a big taboo. Now that he came back half dead, he deserved it." The leader said teasingly.

"Looking for death!" Mo Xian's face turned cold, and the energy in his body suddenly surged out, directly shaking the pair of ten people flying upside down.

He didn't want to conflict with these people, but at this moment he couldn't hold back at all.

After finishing the ten people, Mo Xian went in directly.

"Damn it, how dare you barge in!" The leader cursed, then took down the fiery red howl from his waist, and blew it hard.

"Moo!"

A muffled sound of horns resounded over the area immediately, and then countless figures burst towards this side.

"Someone breaks in, shoot and kill!"

A loud shout came back between heaven and earth, and it seemed full of momentum. If the mind is not strong, it is really easy to be frightened.

Looking at the warrior who kept looking like him, Mo Xian also had a look of sternness on his face. He removed a robe from the ring, and tied Yan Zhilie on his back.

"I didn't intend to offend, but I just wanted to deliver the seriously injured Yan Zhilie to your palace master with my own hands. If anyone dares to stop me, I will definitely not show mercy!" Mo Xian shouted, although his voice was not loud, but it was echoes throughout the sky.

"Hmph, what a big tone, I want to see how merciless you are!" A warrior holding a red halberd made a big noise, and immediately rushed towards Mo Xian.

This person is a deacon of the Fire Flame Palace and a six-star martial artist.

"Hmph!" Hearing this, Mo Xian's face turned cold.

Now that he has explained why he came here, it is obviously impossible for the people in the Flame Palace not to know Yan Zhilie, but they still have such an attitude, which leaves Mo Xian with no choice but to use violence to solve it. After all, Yan Zhilie The injury can no longer be delayed.

"Go away!" Seeing the martial artist rushing towards him, Mo Xian shot violently, raised his palm, and a fierce death mark bombarded out, directly spitting blood from the six-star great martial artist.

And this was just the beginning, people kept shooting, and Mo Xian was unequivocal, his hands kept flying, and a figure flew out backwards.

There were more and more people in the Huoyan Palace, but Mo Xian pierced straight in like a long spear in a destructive way, and screamed again and again wherever he passed.

On the wall of the Huoyan Temple, Yan Zhijie stood with his hands behind his back. Looking at the invincible figure in the crowd, a chill gradually appeared on his face, "Hehe, there is a way to heaven if you don't go, and there is no way to hell. Come on!"

"Give me an order to kill the trespasser on the spot!" He grinned grinningly and said to an old man standing behind him with his hands down.

"Second Young Master, where is Third Young Master?" The old man was stunned and said.

"Why do you care so much? Although we used tricks to destroy Yan Zhilie's body, we cannot deny his talent. It is always a disaster to keep him. Why not use this matter to eradicate him?" Yan Zhijie said impatiently.

"But the Palace Master..." The old man hesitated to speak, but was interrupted by Yan Zhijie, "I will explain to you, father, you just need to do as I tell you!"

"Yes..." The old man nodded, then whispered something to the people behind him.

Not long after, the gate of the Fire Flame Palace opened, and countless warriors rushed out, and the shouts were immediately overwhelming.

Seeing the rush of people, Mo Xian couldn't help frowning.

It stands to reason that if he made such a big commotion, he would always alarm some high-level members of the Fire Flame Palace, but now it seems that he did not.

At this time, he seemed to have noticed something, and looked up at the tall wall.

Under the action of the Xinghuo Spiritual Eye, he could clearly see a murderous gaze looking at him on the city wall, and it was Yan Zhijie.

Sensing Mo Xian's gaze, Yanzhi smiled subduedly, and gestured to wipe his neck, saying: "Boy, this is my territory, since you're here, don't even think about leaving alive today!"

Although they were far away, Mo Xian still read Yan Zhijie's words, and he immediately guessed that the Huoyan Temple should be under the control of Yan Zhijie at this time, and those high-level officials might be busy with other things.

But he is content and not afraid, as long as he continues to make trouble, someone will notice, he does not believe that there is no one on Yan Zhilie's side in the entire Huoyan Palace.

(End of this chapter)