The best golden pupil

Chapter 1060 Puppet

As soon as the word Mo Yuntian came out, there was no earth-shattering, no shocking of everyone... only a moment of confusion.

"That, uh... Mo Yuntian... who is it?"

There was a Huashan disciple who was suddenly weak and weak, feeling that he knew nothing, and subconsciously wanted to ask, which side was this Mo Yuntian sacred.

However, he didn't know that this was the question of all the disciples, they also wanted to ask who this Mo Yuntian was?Is it because they are ignorant, or...the news is blocked.

From the disciples of Houtian to the elders of Lianying, they are all ignorant and have never heard of this title.

As for the two ancestors of Huashan, they looked at each other and frowned subconsciously. They had lived for so long and had heard many names, and this name only felt familiar.

It should be at a certain period, someone mentioned it casually, but didn't take it to heart, and that person didn't deliberately explain it, so it created a situation they didn't know.

But no matter who this person is, injuring them with one blow is enough to show that it is not simple, they are older than them, and it is absolutely unwise to resist, and can only be suppressed with the primordial identity.

I saw the Huashan Patriarch standing up, but spewed out a mouthful of blood, gritted his teeth and said: "Your Excellency, do you want to fight against Hongmeng? I think as you, you should know the weight of this."

"If I waited for the first order of the Hongmeng, and the eight great god-cultivating powerhouses took action together, presumably even Your Excellency... would die with hatred, and I hope you can handle it lightly."

As soon as this remark came out, Patriarch Wudang snorted coldly, as if to express his existence, don't make decisions for him casually, even the leader of Hongmeng... can't be dictatorial.

Ning Tao was also very angry. At this time, this group of people dared to use the banner of Hongmeng. It was a shame to discredit Hongmeng and the monks.

"Senior, don't be intimidated by his words. He is pulling the tiger's skin to pull the banner. Hongmeng is not what he says at all, and he even counted the leader into it."

Hearing these words, the illusory old man's eyes flashed, showing inexplicable color, but he didn't respond to Ning Tao's words.

Upon seeing this, the ancestor of Huashan immediately said coldly: "Your Excellency, he is just a mere junior, how can he be compared with me, I am a high-ranking member of Hongmeng, and I am in charge of the Hongmeng Golden Token."

Seeing this, Kongtong Patriarch immediately said in a deep voice: "Your Excellency, don't think that you can do whatever you want because you are strong. Even if we have to follow the rules, the purpose of this time is for Hongmeng...!"

Hearing those words, the illusory old man said indifferently: "Do whatever you want, this sentence is very suitable for you, as for the high-sounding words, it is useless to me."

"Don't do anything, say it's for the sake of primordial origin, you really don't deserve it, not only have you failed to see through the long years of cultivation, but you've gotten deeper and deeper into the dead end."

"Is this a gift from God, or... a flashback!"

"Everything is still hard to say...!"

Hearing this, many people didn't understand, even the Huashan Patriarchs were like this, with blank expressions on their faces.

Suddenly, the illusory old man said kindly to Ning Tao: "Little friend, I will give you a chance to vent your anger. You imagine me as a puppet, and you can manipulate it at will, but you can only attack those people."

"puppet?"

When everyone heard it, they were slandered in their hearts and looked surprised.

Ning Tao was also very puzzled. Are you sure this senior is not joking with him, but he is also a decisive person, and immediately said weakly: "Then, you... slap them again!"

Before he could finish speaking, the phantom old man slapped backhand without any hesitation, even harder than before.

"Boom...!"

On the trace of the huge palm print, there was another palm print, and the two of them were caught off guard and were firmly shot, like a dead dog in the blink of an eye.

"Ah... ho... damn...!"

Patriarch Huashan looked up to the sky with grief and indignation, and let out an angry roar.

But Daoxuan and the others, seeing that the situation was not good, immediately sternly said: "As a senior, you use a sneak attack method, it is simply despicable, let me wait for the younger generation to look down on you."

Hua Tu was even more angry, and said fiercely: "You dare to attack the high-level Hongmeng. From now on, you will have no place to stay, and the god-refining power... will also die."

Ning Tao's eyes widened when he heard the words, he would have forgotten if this old guy didn't stand up, he was cursing Wuyou just now, he was extremely arrogant, now he is looking for death.

"Senior, you should know how to drive piles, right?"

The phantom old man pondered for a while, and then made a move. The infinite spiritual power transformed into a hammer, and slammed it down on Huatu fiercely. It seemed fierce, but it didn't have much strength.

"Bang bang!"

With only two hammers, Hua Tu's calf was smashed into the rock, but he still cursed endlessly, as if he had no fear of life and death.

Seeing this, Ning Tao sneered, you, an old guy, will have today, I didn't expect it, Feng Shui turns, now it's time for me to show off, and I will make you peel off your skin even if you don't die.

He suddenly sneered and said, "Huatu, don't say I won't give you a chance, as long as you can resist an eight beat, it's up to your luck to survive."

Hua Tu heard this, with an angry expression on his face, he twisted his way: "You son of a bitch, don't be too complacent, sooner or later you will be reduced to this end, just wait...!
"One two... seven eight...!"

"Boom bang...!"

"Twenty two...seven eight...!"

"Ah...damn you bastard...you're kidding me...didn't you say one eight beats...how could it be eight eight beats...!"

"Boom bang...!"

The sledgehammer transformed with spiritual power suddenly fell down, like smashing an iron nail, causing it to ruthlessly embed into the rock. Not only was it ruthless, but it also made it suffer endless humiliation.

"Damn you bastard... I'm not finished with you... yell...I curse you...curse you...uuh...!"

"Eight two... seven eight...!"

The eight beats were finally counted. I don't know if it was deliberate or not. Hua Tu only had one head left, and the rest of his body was embedded in the rocks. His hair was in a mess and his eyes were venomous.

"Ninety-two... seven-eight...!"

Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but froze, showing an extremely weird look, isn't it... eight eight beats...?
The illusory old man's body froze, with a surprised expression on his face, he turned his head to look at Ning Tao, only to find that the expectant and pure eyes not only twitched his face, but also lowered the hammer again.

"You son of a bitch...you're playing tricks on me...kill you...!"

"Boom bang...!"

Every time the hammer fell, it would shake the back mountain. The disciples of the four major sects were frightened. This was a rogue, deliberately doing it, and the exposed head was also smashed in.

"Ugh...!"

As soon as Huatu opened his mouth, his mouth was full of mud, and his whole body was like a pillar, being smashed into the rocks bit by bit.

From the outside, there was no sign of him. There was a big hole in the ground, which must have been buried in the soil.

"Elder Huatu, go away...!"

Suddenly, Ning Tao suddenly realized: "Oh, I remembered, there are no eighteen out of eight beats, it's because I'm not well-educated, but it's not my fault, my physical education teacher is handed in by the math teacher."

(End of this chapter)