Four Lingqin of Douluo Continent

A terrifying chill descended, and the entire central square, including the Nianxin Palace in front and the palace further away, was all covered with a layer of ice crystals. Baby, let's get married.

The land was frozen for just a moment.

“so cold”

"It's such a terrible cold. I can't move my whole body. It's impossible. I'm a warrior in the fetal breath realm."

"What's going on? It's so terribly cold."

"That's a quick look."

The entire execution ground exploded in an instant. Some people with advanced cultivation were better off, but those with insufficient cultivation were directly frozen in place by the cold air, unable to move. Even warriors in the fetal breath realm feel stiff all over, numbness in their hands and feet, and difficulty walking at this time.

Fortunately, the cold air at least filled the air and did not invade the warrior's body. Otherwise, at least half of the people in the central square would freeze to death in an instant.

Everyone looked into the sky because they discovered that a figure appeared in the sky unknowingly. It was a slender young man. He just stood quietly in the sky. His whole figure was like a mountain. Everyone in the oppressive square was Out of breath.

Behind the young man, there were two people standing. One was Zou Guangbo, who had a horrified look on his face and had not yet recovered from the shock, and the other was Jiang Pingzhou, whose palm was grasped by the hand of darkness.

"That boy is so scary, who is he?"

"What a terrifying aura. Even Jiang Jingtao, the leader of the Weapon-casting Sect, doesn't have such a terrifying aura. Could it be that he is a warrior at the peak of the Golden Core?"

"Look behind him, my God, who is that? I am not dazzled. How could the leader of the Medical Sect, Jiang Pingzhou, be caught in the palm of my hand?"

"The dignified leader of a sect was actually captured. This young man has come with bad intentions."

"Don't ask, that's just don't ask"

Chen Zi blinked hard and stared closely at the slender figure in the sky. It was almost unbelievable, and she even suspected that she was dazzled. Mo Wen didn't ask why he was like this. There was no reason for him to come here to die. Why would he come?

Actually. The senior officials of Wu Nian Sect knew that Mo Wen Ruo would come to Wu Nian City. It must be a fate of death and no life, and it is absolutely impossible to walk out of Wu Nian City alive where there are so many masters. And those people may not necessarily let Wu Nian Sect go. Smart people know who will spit out the meat they eat.

Including Chen Wuhui, many people in the Wu Nian Sect did not want Mo Wen to come. At least he was still alive and would have the opportunity to avenge the Wu Nian Sect in the future. If he was caught too, everything would be over.

Originally, Mo Wen had not appeared for such a long time, and everyone in the Wu Nian Sect thought that he had chosen the most rational way to completely hide himself, and even escaped from the Qinggu Secret Realm. But I didn't expect him to come anyway

Chen Wuhui looked at Mo Wen deeply, then closed his eyes and sighed. Zi'er is right, Mo Wen is indeed a caring and righteous person, it's just his friendship. But it shouldn't be

"Don't ask"

Jiang Jingtao suddenly stood up from the desk, his eyes fixed on Mo Wen in mid-air, his face twisted. His expression was ferocious, and his eyes were full of hatred. It was this man who beat his own son, who had a great future, into a cripple.

"You little beast, I'm going to kill you and marry a celebrity. I'm going to tear you into pieces and smash your bones into ashes."

The moment he saw Mo Wen, Jiang Jingtao completely lost his mind. Regardless of how terrifying Mo Wen's aura was, he smashed the table in front of him with a slap and flew up. He appeared in front of Mo Wen in an instant and punched out hard.

"Out of control."

Mo Wen smiled coldly. He slowly stretched out his hand and easily grasped Jiang Jingtao's fist. A peerless warrior at the late stage of the Golden Core, he punched Mo Wen with all his strength in anger and instantly stopped on Mo Wen's body without even shaking his body.

It's like a child punching an adult, only to be caught by the adult's fist.

"you"

Jiang Jingtao looked at Mo Wen in horror. His fist fell into Mo Wen's palm, as if he was suppressed by a mountain. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't shake it. He was completely restrained by Mo Wen. .

"How is that possible?" Jiang Jingtao couldn't believe his eyes. He was a late-stage Jindan cultivator and one of the most powerful men in the Qinggu Secret Realm. No matter how strong Mo Wen is, he can't be this strong. He pushed his cultivation to the extreme, but still couldn't break free from Mo Wen's hand, and his arm didn't even move.

Even Grandma Hui Ling, who has reached the peak of Jindan cultivation and is a veteran of Ziqi Pavilion, would not be able to have this ability.

"That young man is so terrifying. The majestic master of the Weapon-Forging Sect is actually caught in his hand and unable to move. What kind of strength is needed to do this?"

"It's so terrifying. He is simply a demon. No wonder the leader of the Medical Sect was captured alive by him. When did such a terrifying master appear in the Qinggu Secret Realm?"

The battle in the sky surprised everyone, or in other words, it couldn't be called a battle at all. It was simply teasing. A young man was teasing the majestic master of the Weapon-Forging Sect, a peerless powerhouse in the late Golden Core period.

"You die for me."

Jiang Jingtao was extremely angry. He did not expect that when they met, he would be humiliated in public before he could avenge his son. As a prominent figure in the Qinggu Secret Realm, almost standing at the top, how could he endure such humiliation.

He simply didn't retract his fist and threw it out with his leg, banging Mo Wen's face. With his level of cultivation, even a mountain would be broken by the kick, let alone one person. But before his leg could hit Mo Wen, a force that was terrifying enough to frighten him surged out of Mo Wen's hands and lifted him up directly, like lifting a barbell. The kick that hit Mo Wen, Naturally, it will deviate and fail.

boom boom boom

The sounds of broken bones continued to sound, and Jiang Jingtao's fist deformed and twisted a little in Mo Wen's palm. The flesh and blood were blurred by the pinch, and it shrank into a ball, completely out of shape.

Heart-wrenching pain shot up from his palms, and with Jiang Jingtao's willpower, he couldn't help but scream out subconsciously.

Zou Guangbo, who was standing next to Mo Wen, took a breath of air. What a terrifying power. Standing next to Mo Wen, he could clearly feel that Mo Wen did not use his inner energy at all, but relied on pure power. Then Jiang Jingtao became crippled.

Is this still a person?

Zou Guangbo swallowed hard. Let alone people, I am afraid that monsters and beasts do not have such terrifying physical strength. At this time, Mo Wen, in his eyes, was like a human-shaped ancient ferocious beast that loved his wife. I am afraid that the physical strength of a beast king is no more than this.

fizz

In the square, there were all the sounds of gasping for air. It was so terrifying. This boy was like a ferocious beast in human form. He actually crushed the palm of the majestic Lord of the Weapon-Forging Sect into pulp. What kind of power could he do?

On the stone pillars, the elders of Wu Nian Sect looked at Mo Wen and were dumbfounded. Is this person really Mo Wen?

They even suspected that this person was not Mo Wen, but a mysterious strong man disguised as Mo Wen. Otherwise, how could Mo Wen become so powerful after not seeing each other for a long time? Mo Wen was already strong enough before, but compared with now, he is still very different and does not look like the same person at all.

"What a terrifying power. What level of power is that? How did he do it?"

Chen Wuhui was also completely shocked. He knew very well how strong Jiang Jingtao was. He was strong enough to rank among the top ten in the Qinggu Secret Realm. To deal with a warrior in the middle stage of the Golden Core like him, I'm afraid he can be killed in just a few moves. But such a powerful person was being treated like a child by Mo Wen.

"I knew that every time you showed up, a miracle would happen." Chen Zi originally didn't want to cry anymore, but when she saw Mo Wen, she couldn't help but shed two more tears.

"Aren't you looking for me? I'm wanted all over the world. Now that I'm here, all those who are looking for me should come out."

Mo Wen's voice spread throughout Wu Nian City, and he threw Jiang Jingtao to the ground like he was throwing away garbage, making a big hole in the ground and causing dust to fly. He slowly turned his eyes and looked in the other direction of the cross. Over there, there were more than a dozen figures flying high into the sky, rushing towards this side at a terrifying speed.

The speed of those people was quite terrifying. They could cover a distance of several hundred meters in an instant, and each of them had powerful aura fluctuations.

In just a few breaths, those people appeared above the central square.

In addition, from each place in Wu Nian City, there are figures flying out, all of which can fly in the air. At least at the early stage of Jindan, there are enough one or two hundred people, who go out from the city to gather in the central square.

Obviously, the incident in the central square alarmed all the high-level warriors in the city.

"It turns out it's you, little beast. I've been waiting for you for a long time."

The person who rushed to the central square the fastest was an old woman in commoner clothes. This old woman was quite old and looked like a person with half a foot in a coffin. But the aura on her body was quite terrifying, far stronger than Jiang Jingtao's.

This person is none other than Grandma Hui Ling from the Purple Air Pavilion. She is a rare peak golden elixir warrior in the Qinggu Secret Realm. Perhaps she is not the only peak Golden Core warrior in the Qinggu Secret Realm, but she is the only known peak Golden Core warrior in the eight realms.

And because of her, Ziqi Pavilion once again ascended to the throne of the number one force, suppressing the status of the Five Beast Sect.

"The old man is quite old, but his mouth is still so unclean. No wonder the younger ones are uneducated. It turns out that they are passed down from the older generation."

Mo Wen put his hands behind his back and said calmly.

"Little beast, I hate you to the core. Stop trying to argue with me and hand over the purple gourd quickly, otherwise I will ask you to live but not to die."

Grandma Hui Ling looked at Mo Wen with a sinister look, her teeth itching with hatred. This little beast actually dared to steal the Purple Light Gourd, the inherited treasure of the Purple Air Pavilion. He was simply audacious and did not know whether to live or die. See more Weixin official account: hhxs665