Super Cultivation Abandoned Young Master

Mo Lingrou reacted and hurriedly ran.

However, this Yuwen Xiao laughed.

Immediately after, he raised his palm to Mo Lingrou and inhaled.

I saw that Mo Lingrou, who had flown out more than fifty meters, was directly sucked back.

was dotted by Yuwen Xiao.

"What are you going to do?" Mo

Lingrou knew that she would definitely not be able to run.

Hahaha, I'm going to kill you in front of that old thief of Mo Wentian and make him hate me, so that Old Thief Mo will do his best to me, hahaha..."

Mid-Autumn Festival grand event, because after this battle, the Martial Arts Alliance withered.

The various sects of the Martial Dao Alliance shifted all their attention to Tianxi Valley.

Because of Tianxi Valley, there is a real old-timer, Mo Wentian!

So after learning that Tianxi Valley was going to hold the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala, many celebrities in the martial arts world in China had already gone here.

"Master Li, don't come unharmed?" "

Ahem, in front of Senior Mo, where do I dare to call a master..."

Many martial arts alliances, when they met in the Tianxi Valley, greeted eagerly.

"I heard that Senior Mo will personally come out to preside over the overall situation today, and another important person has been invited over!" There

were also several martial arts allies, strolling through the valley while communicating in groups of three or five.

Could it be that Mr. Jiuyang and Master Chu Zheng will also come?" The name of Jiuyang

Chuzheng has long been spread.

So, it's not a secret at all.

"Hey, Mr. Suwen Chu's strength is unfathomable, it can be seen in the martial arts conference, and it is even rumored, even Old Man Mo is respectful to Mr. Chu, isn't it Mr. Chu's cultivation, but even more above Old Man Mo?"

As soon as everyone heard Chu Zheng's name, they came to discuss with eager interest.

People are also gathering more and more.

I want to hear this rumor of Mr. Chu.

Because some people have only seen Mr. Chu make a move at the martial arts conference, they are really strong.

However, everyone is also speculating that the elders of Mo have to honor Mr. Chu's Chu Zheng, if the two are compared, which is stronger and weaker?

"It's impossible, Senior Mo has already dominated the world eighty years ago, and even won the first place in the battle of the Five Peerlesses that year, and Mr. Chu, who looks only in his early twenties, how can he be more powerful than Old Man Mo?"

Some people questioned, thinking that this was simply nonsense.

"No, not either, if you say so, then Mr. Chu should be respectful like me and so on when he sees Senior Mo, but the situation is reversed... So I think that even if Mr. Chu's cultivation is not better than that of Old Man Mo, he must have something outstanding... Otherwise, it would be somewhat illogical. Obviously

, what this person put forward was affirmed by everyone.

Think about it, Mr. Chu is only in his twenties, so it is possible to crush Mo Lao in cultivation.

"It's just that I don't know when Mr. Chu will arrive, I didn't participate in the martial arts conference that day, I didn't see Mr. Chu's demeanor, it was really a big regret in life, if I could take advantage of this Mid-Autumn Festival grand event to see that Mr. Chu could show his hand, it was worth the trip at that time!" Many martial arts

people who are more than eighty years old, known as Taishan Beidou level, also shook their heads a little helplessly and said.

Because they did not come to participate in the martial arts conference, they only heard how powerful Mr. Chu was, but they had never seen it with their own eyes, which made them a little itchy and curious.

The evening soon came, and the Tianxi Valley was lit up and lively.

Above the square in the Tianxi Valley, there are rows of tables, chairs and benches.

Voices.

"Senior Mo!" "Senior Mo

!" At

this time, the already noisy crowd was even more boiling at this time.

Because on the high platform above the square, a person came, and it was Mo Wentian.

On the high platform, only two seats are arranged side by side.

One is Mo Wentian's seat, while the other is reserved for Chu Zheng.

As for Mo Qianxun and the others, they were not qualified to take a seat at all. Because of the difference in generations, it is too big.

"Grandpa, grandpa, it's not good!" Mo

Wentian had just sat down, and suddenly saw a woman running towards the front of the stage, and finally jumped lightly and jumped directly onto the high platform.

"It's Yu'er, what's wrong?" Mo

Wentian loved Yu'er, the descendant of this ghostly spirit, even more.

Asked now.

"Yu'er, say quickly, what happened, why didn't I see you Rou'er come back with you?" Seeing

Mo Lingyuer's face a little flustered, Mo Qianxun hurriedly asked.

"What I want to say is my sister, my sister left the Medicine King Valley at noon, I looked for her all the way, and when I got to the river, I only found this jade bracelet in my sister's hand, but I saw no trace of my sister!" said Mo Lingyuer, handing the jade bracelet in her hand to

Mo Wentian.

"Huh?" Mo

Wentian frowned slightly.

This is indeed Rou'er's personal object.

"Grandpa, all of Huaxia, there are only a few people who can make Rou'er's opponent, Chihiro really can't think of who has such skills, and the ability to make Rou'er retreat all over the body..."

said Mo Qianxun with a worried face.

"No matter who dares to attack my Mo Wentian descendants, I will definitely crush its corpse into ten thousand pieces!"

Mo Wentian drank coldly, and the momentum on his body was suddenly released.

"What, Lord Mo Gu actually disappeared?" "

Lord Mo Gu's strength is so strong, with a jade female sword technique, even I have to be afraid, who captured Lord Mo Gu

?"

It was a bit unbelievable to look at each other below.

"Hahahaha..." At

this moment, a burst of penetrating laughter suddenly came.

This laughter rang endlessly in everyone's ears, and it was like a muffled thunder, directly teaching people to deafness.

Those who cultivated lowly turned even more red.

"Woohoo..." the

wind whistled.

The sky seemed to change color, and dark clouds rolled by.

Jean's entire Tianxi Valley suddenly fell into darkness.

"What kind of person?"

the grandmaster in the audience was also about to be shocked by this strong laughter.

Even Mo Qianxun changed color slightly, and couldn't help but ask.

"Hahaha, ask Brother Tian, I haven't seen you for a long time, you really are not old with a sword!"

the voice came again.

And Mo Wentian kept frowning, and in the end, he said with a faint smile: "It turned out to be Brother Yuwen, I originally thought that you had returned to the loess, but I didn't expect it, but it was hidden for so many years!"

I can't imagine that Huaxia has been hiding so many masters for decades!

"Yes, Brother Mo is reluctant to die, how can I Yuwen Xiao be willing to take a step ahead of you..." Yuwen Xiao's

yin and yang strange voice came over.

"But Brother Yuwen, I haven't seen you for decades, you still like to hide your head and show your tail, don't change your sinister habits, hide in the secret, why don't you dare to come out and meet?"

It must be this Yuwen Xiao.

At the moment, Mo Wentian spoke, and his face was also gloomy.

"Boom!" At

this time, an explosion suddenly sounded in the valley.

Suddenly, it became thick smoke.

I heard this explosion getting closer and closer, and from the white smoke, I gradually saw a figure, stepping directly into the air.

"What a strong momentum!" Some

grandmasters couldn't help but bleed from the corners of their mouths.

A look of horror on his face.

The man finally landed directly on a mountain, in the valley, looking at Mo Wentian from a distance.

And in his hand, he was still holding a woman.

It was Mo Lingrou.

Yuwen Xiao's face at this time had become more terrifying, completely turning into a rich black.

It's a black color from the inside out.

"Yuwen

Xiao!" "Yuwen Xiao!"

When he boarded, everyone stepped back in unison and blurted out in shock.

"Grandpa Tai, he knows how to secret, you have to be careful!" at

this time, Mo Lingrou shouted loudly.

Mo Lingrou had already seen this Yuwen Xiao's perversion before.

"Yuwen Xiao, the person you want to deal with is me, why bother a descendant, Yuwen Laoer, dare to fight with me for three hundred rounds?"