Fights Break Sphere: Huolin Flying Template, Three Days Appointment!

Chapter 31: Killing in the street and going straight into Mo’s house!
The crimson-gold fire wave roared and rushed towards Mo Linglin with a force of a thousand pounds!

Wherever the fire waves passed, the air sizzled, twisted and deformed, and a pungent burnt smell filled the air.

Mo Linglin's eyes widened in horror, and her face lost all color.

Fear made her open her mouth but unable to make a sound
At the moment of life and death, a green fighting spirit barrier rose from the ground!

The light flickered and the runes circulated, blocking the fire waves outside.

A figure appeared like a ghost and stood in front of Mo Linglin.

He was dressed in the attire of the Yunlan Sect and looked nervous.

His brows were furrowed, and beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down, soaking his collar.

Xiao Yan originally wanted her to die in pain, so he only used a trace of his strength in this move.

But Ge Ye, who was at the peak of the Grand Fighter level, still felt immense pressure.

He suddenly rolled up his sleeves, and the Yunlan Sect emblem shone coldly in the moonlight:

"Your Excellency, please wait!"

His voice trembled.

At the same time, he madly injected the Great Fighting Master's peak fighting spirit into the barrier and said anxiously:

"This woman is a descendant of my old friend."

"Could you please spare her life for the sake of the Yunlan Sect?"

"I am willing to offer compensation."

Ge Ye's back was covered in cold sweat after this move.

The mysterious masked man in front of him clearly wasn't using his full strength.

And I can't see through his cultivation at all!
It is very likely that he is a high-level Dou Ling, or even a Dou Wang!
At this moment, he could only pin his hopes on the Yunlan Sect's reputation and compensation.

Can save Mo Linglin.

However, Ge Ye had just finished speaking when Xiao Yan hadn't even responded.

"Grandpa Ge!"

Mo Linglin suddenly screamed, her voice sharp and piercing.

Ge Ye's heart suddenly turned cold!
She frantically grabbed Elder Ge Ye's sleeve and looked at Xiao Yan with resentment and arrogance:

"You are an elder of the Yunlan Sect, of noble status!"

"And he's just a pariah with some strength."

"Why waste your words on him!"

Mo Linglin has been arrogant since childhood, relying on the relationship between the Mo family and the Yunlan Sect to act recklessly.

He also has a good talent for cultivation and has received important training.

Now with Ge Ye's support, he naturally couldn't stand such humiliation.

The jade hairpin glowed faintly, and she looked at Xiao Yan, her tone revealing arrogance:

"How dare you act so presumptuously in my Mo family territory, you lowly thing?"

"My Mo family is backed by the Yunlan Sect. If you know what's good for you, then..."

"Noisy."

A cold light flashed in Xiao Yan's eyes.

Immersed in his own world, he is just a piece of trash who cannot recognize the reality.

How dare you bark in front of him?

Lift your finger and flick!

A gilded flame, like a nimble fire snake, instantly penetrated the barrier!
A red light flashed, and flames shot towards Mo Linglin!
"boom!"

A dull bang exploded behind him!

The warm liquid splashed on Elder Ge Ye's face, and the moist touch spread across his skin.

Elder Ge Ye's body stiffened, and he slowly turned around:

The strong smell of blood filled the air and penetrated into the nose.

Mo Linglin's head exploded, and red and white objects splattered on the Yunlan Sect emblem.

Xiao Yan, wearing a mask, had an indifferent expression and walked forward with steady steps.

Ignoring Elder Ge Ye who was trembling in fear beside him.

Just leave a sentence:
"The Yunlan Sect, a mere sect, dares to ask me for face?"

.........

Yancheng Central:

"Chichi!"

The vast Mo Mansion was situated in the center, and was decorated with lights and colorful ornaments.
At this moment, the Mohist School is holding a birthday banquet for the Mohist elder!

"boom!"

The crimson flames swept across like a tide, and the vermilion lacquer gate of the Mo Mansion turned into ashes in the Qilin's Sky-Devouring Flames!
The smoke and dust were choking, and the flames were licking the door, making a crackling sound!
"There's an enemy...ah!"

Inside the gate, twelve fighting masters raised their weapons to resist.

But they didn't even have time to mobilize the fighting spirit in their bodies.

It was instantly engulfed by flames!

The screams drifted away, and the body twisted and turned into charcoal in an instant.

A pungent burnt smell spread out, and he kicked away the two pieces of charred wood in front of him.

Xiao Yan's expression remained normal. He used the strange fire to burn them not to ashes, but to a pile of charcoal, which could be considered as a corpse.

I have been kind enough.

Upon seeing this, the following guards stopped immediately and dispersed in all directions in tacit understanding.

Everyone turned pale and cursed:

"Damn it, the Mo family has offended a tough guy this time."

The guard next to him echoed with weak legs:

"Run away first. It's only a few taels of silver a month. There's no need to risk your life!"

The other Mohist disciples also fled in all directions like frightened birds.

Xiao Yan stepped on the flowing fire and entered the main hall, plowing a ten-zhang gully with his Xuanzhong ruler.

"Mo Cheng, old dog, get out here!"

The sound echoed, causing pain in everyone's eardrums and causing dust to fall from the walls.

Sitting on the main seat in the main hall, Mo Cheng was leaning on a snake-headed staff.

With a gloomy expression, he stared at Xiao Yan who had stepped into the main hall with sinister eyes:

Being intruded upon during a birthday party and even cursed at.

Given his temper, he should have lost his temper long ago.

But at this moment, besides anger, he also felt a little uneasy.

He couldn't see through this person's cultivation level.

The Dou Ling's pressure emanated, causing the beams and pillars to crackle.

"You are on Mo's territory without any reason, killing my guards and breaking into my residence!"

"Why on earth?!"

Mo Cheng roared wildly, his voice mixed with the pressure of his cultivation, shocking everyone around him:

"Do you really think my Mo family is made of mud?!"

The Mohist elders around stood up, wearing gorgeous clothes and crowns.

They all turned to look at the door, their eyes cold as they stared at Xiao Yan.

The black-robed elder on the right folded his arms across his chest:
"How dare you act wildly in the Mohist school? Don't you even consider what you have..."

"boom!!"

The words stopped abruptly.

The gilded fire wings stretched out ten feet, and the light illuminated the main hall!
The pressure from the Fighting King was like a mountain pressing down on one's head, or like heavy water flooding the world.

Huge pressure instantly covered the entire venue!

No one could move.

Pride and arrogance were crushed in an instant!

The high temperature ignited the tables and chairs, and the main hall was engulfed in flames, with thick smoke and flames rising into the sky.

The surging pressure pressed their bodies down slowly.

Pride vanished in an instant, only fear filled my heart:
"Dou, Dou Wang?!"

"Wait a minute, sir. What is your purpose?"

The elder of the Mo family felt weak in the knees and spoke tremblingly:
"There must be some misunderstanding!"

"We can reconcile."

The arrogant attitude disappeared.

Instead, it is kind, even humble:

This is a fighting king!
If this person wanted to kill them, it would take less than half a minute.

Everyone in the hall will be beheaded!
Power is vulnerable in the face of strength!
Xiao Yan's face was ice-cold, and his eyes swept across everyone like swords.

Speak softly:
"I'll give you ten breaths to bring Qinglin back here unharmed!"

Mo Cheng's eyes froze and his face darkened.

He had to go to great lengths to catch that little girl.

His physique was extremely strong, something he had never seen before in his life!

If I transplant his eyes, maybe I can reach a higher level and reach the level of Dou Wang!
This concerns his future path and even his life span, how could he give up so easily!

He forced a false smile and replied softly:
"Your Excellency, have you misunderstood? We have never seen Qinglin."

Xiao Yan's face was gloomy, but he chuckled softly.

Killing intent permeates:
"In that case, there is no need for you to exist."

"Wait, I'm the outer sect deacon of the Yunlan Sect!"

Frost flowers spread along the snake-head staff, and Mo Cheng's hair and beard stood out:
"Even if you are a Dou Wang, Yunlan Sect..."

"What is the Yunlan Sect?"

Xiao Yan's eyes flashed with disdain, and he flapped his wings to overturn the roof.

The shadow of a green lotus blooms in the palm of your hand!

The Flame-Devouring Wave Ruler, wrapped in rage, chopped down with a loud bang!
"Just a dog of the Yunlan Sect."

"What Xiao is best at is beating dogs!"

(End of this chapter)