Master Dan Dao

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Under this coercion, Qin Yichen's gaze swept open. However, what made him somber was that even in such majestic places, Mo Yue's wanton behavior did not come alone to stop him!

Even Fengyuan, who was sitting in the first place, had a slight frown, but he didn't mean to say anything.

Obviously, in the eyes of these Feng celebrities, Wu Chaochen, who is carrying the Fire Pavilion Order, is eligible to enter the Jiutian Fire Pavilion. However, in their hearts, he is not his own tribe after all!

Compared with the young master of the Motong Emperor, they are definitely unwilling to trouble the relationship with the Motong Emperor for the sake of this foreigner. And even if the four elders wanted to stop, but due to Feng Yuan's gesture, he didn't take the initiative. In fact, he also understands that Mo Yue's abacus is completely unsuccessful. If he does not let the latter vent his anger, he will definitely be angry and angry, maybe

Will disregard the identity of the race behind Xun Chaochen.

Perhaps, in the eyes of the four elders, it is not a bad thing that Wu Chaochen is aggrieved here. At least, it is better than letting the race behind him to withstand the anger of the young master of Motuo.

Although Chao Chaochen was wicked, she was still too young, and it was a good thing to be frustrated.

"Oh, this is the so-called **** race!"

Seeing the faces of many Feng celebrities, Qin Yichen's heart gradually became cold. Recently, they still vowed that as long as they can disrupt Mo Yue's plan, the Feng clan will be his backing.

However, it now appears that the Feng clan did not intend to support him at all. When facing the angry Mo Yue, they almost did not hesitate and chose to push themselves out.

Qin Yichen's complexion gradually became cold. He knew that he could not blame any one of the Phoenix clan. If he wanted to blame, he could only blame his own strength!

In this world, only strength is the king, even among god-level races!

"Humph!"

Seeing that under his repression, there was still room to look around. Mo Yue's eyes flashed with a faint flash of light. He snorted, and that terror of courage suddenly increased again.

"Oh!"

Under this coercion, Qin Yichen's stone chair was instantly shattered, and his figure also fell to the ground with a cricket, and looked unusually embarrassed.

"Ugh……"

Seeing this, the four elders couldn't help sighing, and there was a sense of intolerance in their eyes. The other elders of the Phoenix clan turned their faces slightly as if they had not seen them.

"Finally give you a chance, kneel down and apologize to me, otherwise ..."

Looking at his hands sinking deep into the ground, forcing himself to support his body without kneeling and yielding, Mo Yue's complexion gradually became colder, and in his eyes, there was a icy killing flash.

For the indigenous people of a continent of tens of thousands of ethnic groups, under the coercion of his own, he persisted for so long, Mo Yue was extremely surprised, but the more arrogant the latter, the more he wanted to make him Be impressed! In the face of indifferent faces, Qin Yichen's eyes were full of indifference. The blue tendons on his arms supported him not to be crushed by the horrible coercion, and his head was slightly Lifted up, an unyielding voice,

Also from his mouth: "Apologize? Why should I apologize to you ?!"

"Why?"

Seeing Qin Yichen at this time, she was still able to speak, and Mo Yue's eyes also appeared with a touch of wonder.

As far as strength is concerned, he is now the most powerful of the land and can completely crush the latter, not to mention, as a member of the ink pupil emperor, the coercion of the bloodline alone is enough to win any million people. The mainland's strong, yield to it!

Although the latter made him very uncomfortable, his performance still surprised him. However, this surprise was only a flash, and soon, the corner of Mo Yue's mouth was a radiant arc, and a sound full of irony also sounded: "It is because I am from the Motong Emperor Master, let this ant surrender,

Not enough? "

"boom!"

As the voice fell, the pressure that enveloped Qin Yichen surged again. Suddenly, the ground beneath him collapsed and his body was buried in it.

"Hum, the power of the ants, and also trying to rebel against the young master, it is ridiculous!"

Looking at the figure lying paralyzed in the deep pit, Mo Yue's eyes were full of sneer.

In the pothole, Qin Yichen clenched his fists. This coercion was not unstoppable. If he would stimulate the blood in his body, he could even ignore this coercion and fight Mo Yue directly!

However, Qin Yichen knew that he must not do this here!

If he does that, he will be able to catch it for a while, but his identity will definitely be known by the latter!

Now that the human race has finally settled down for a while, but there is still a huge threat waiting for him, and if at this time, they will provoke the giants such as the Motong Emperor, he will surely be crushed to no avail. !!

Qin Yichen has been reminding himself in his heart that he must not be impulsive!

Now, he is not enough to protect the human race under the threat of the Motong Emperor, because he is not strong enough!

Although he had fallen to the ground with that terrible coercion, Qin Yichen's eyes still showed unyielding color.

"Hum, it seems you are not convinced!"

Seeing the look in his eyes, Mo Yue's eyes narrowed for a moment, and the corner of his mouth raised a touch of irony. He strode to the pit immediately before lifting his feet to step on the latter's head.

"Mo Yue, stop here."

And just as his feet were about to step down, Feng Yuan's indifferent voice suddenly sounded.

With the sound of this voice, the coercion that had been shrouded in the hall also receded like a tide.

Feeling this scene, Mo Yue's brows frowned slightly. Although he was the young master of the Mo Tong emperor, there was still a big gap with Feng Yuan's existence. The coercion cancels out, and one or two can be seen.

"This little friend is a guest from my tribe. Don't be too much."

Feng Yuan waved his hand, and before he lifted Mo Yue away from the deep pit with a soft force, he sighed softly.

"Huh, today, looking at the face of the patriarch Feng Yuan, I spared you the ants!" Seeing Feng Yuan's shot to stop, Mo Yue's face was only moderated, and he did not insult the latter anymore. Meaning, in the presence of so many big people in the Feng clan, the lessons he just shot have already made him less angry than before.