As soon as Mo Yuntian said these three words, there was no earth-shattering, no people were shocked... only a moment of confusion.

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

A Huashan disciple suddenly became weak and felt that he knew nothing. He subconsciously wanted to ask which side this Mo Yuntian was sacred to.

However, he did not know that this was a question that all the disciples had. They also wanted to ask who this Mo Yuntian was? Is it because they were ignorant, or... they had no information.

From Hou Tian's disciples to Elder Lian Ying, all of them know nothing about it 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 heard many names, but this name just felt familiar.

It must have been mentioned casually by someone at a certain period, but they didn't take it to heart, and the person didn't explain it deliberately, so they created a situation they didn't know about.

But no matter who this person is, injuring them with one blow is enough to show that he is not simple. He is even older than them. It is unwise to resist him, and he can only use Hongmeng's identity to suppress him.

I saw the ancestor of Huashan stood up, but spit out a mouthful of blood, gritted his teeth and said: "Do you have to fight against Hongmeng? I think with your identity, you should know the weight of this."

"If we all issue the Hongmeng First Order and the eight great god-refining experts take action together, I think even your Excellency... will end up with hatred. I hope you can weigh your weight lightly."

As soon as he said this, the Wudang Patriarch snorted coldly, as if to express his existence and not to make decisions for him casually. Even the leader of the Hongmeng Alliance... cannot be dictatorial.

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

"Senior, please don't be frightened by his words. He is just trying to pull the flag. Hongmeng is not his decision at all. He even included the alliance leader in his calculations."

Hearing these words, the old man Xu Huan's eyes flashed with an inexplicable color, but he did not respond to Ning Tao's words.

Upon seeing this, the ancestor of Huashan immediately said coldly: "Your Excellency, he is just a junior, how can he be compared with me? I am a senior executive of Hongmeng and am in charge of the Hongmeng Golden Order."

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

After hearing those words, the old man Xu Huan said calmly: "Do whatever you want. This sentence is suitable for you. As for the high-sounding words, it is of no use to me."

"Don't do anything just for the sake of Hongmeng. You really don't deserve it. After years of practice, not only have you failed to see through it, but you have become more and more confused."

"Is this a gift from God, or is it... a reflection of the past!"

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

Upon hearing this, many people did not understand, even the two ancestors of Huashan looked at a loss.

Suddenly, the old man Xu Huan said kindly to Ning Tao: "Little friend, I give you a chance to vent your anger. You think of me as a puppet. You can control me at will, but you can only attack those people."

"puppet?"

When everyone heard this, they cursed in their hearts and looked surprised.

Ning Tao was also very puzzled. Is this senior definitely not joking on him? But he was also a decisive person. He immediately said weakly: "Then, you...slap them again!"

Before he finished speaking, the old man Xu Huan didn't hesitate and slapped him down with a backhand, even harder than before.

"Boom 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 hit hard, like dead dogs in the blink of an eye.

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

The ancestor of Huashan looked sad and angry, looked up to the sky and roared.

When Daoxuan and others saw that the situation was not good, they immediately said sternly: "As a senior, you used sneak attacks. It is simply despicable. You will make me and other juniors look down on you."

Hua Tu was even more angry and said harshly: "You actually dare to attack the senior officials of Hongmeng. From now on, you will have no place in China, and the powerful God Refiner... will also die."

When Ning Tao heard this, his eyes widened with anger. If this old guy hadn't stood up, he would have forgotten about it. He was cursing Wuyou just now and was extremely arrogant. Now he is looking for death.

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

The old man Xuanyuan pondered for a moment, and then he took action. The infinite spiritual power turned into a hammer and slammed it down on Nahuatu. It looked fierce, but in fact it didn't have much force.

"Bang bang!"

With just two hammer blows, Huatu's calf was smashed into the rocks, but he still cursed endlessly, as if he had no fear of life or death.

When Ning Tao saw this, he couldn't help but sneered. You old guy would also end up like this. I didn't expect it. Things have changed. Now it's time for me to show off my power. I will make you peel off your skin even if you die.

He suddenly sneered and said: "Hua Tu, don't say that I won't give you a chance. You just need to be able to withstand an eight beat. Whether you can survive or not depends on your luck."

When Hua Tu heard this, he had an angry look on his face and said twistedly: "You bastard, don't be too proud. Sooner or later you will end up like this. Just wait...!"

"One, two...seven, eight...!"

"Bang bang...!"

"Two two...seven or eight...!"

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

"Bang bang...!"

The giant hammer transformed by spiritual power suddenly hit it down, just like smashing an iron nail, causing it to embed hard into the rock. Not only was the force brutal, but it also suffered endless humiliation.

"Damn bastard... I'm not done with you anymore... roar... I curse you... curse you... ugh...!"

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

The eight eight beats were finally counted. I don’t know whether it was intentional or not. Hua Tu only had one head left, and the rest of his body was embedded in the rocks. His hair was messy and his eyes were malicious.

"Ninety-two...seventy-eight...!"

When everyone heard this, their expressions froze and they showed extremely strange expressions, wasn't it... eight eight beats...?

The old man Xu Huan froze, with a surprised look on his face. He turned to look at Ning Tao, only to find that expectant and pure eyes. Not only did his face twitch, he hammered down again.

"You bastard...you are teasing me...I will kill you...!"

"Bang bang...!"

Every time the hammer fell, it shook the back mountain. The disciples of the four major sects looked at it with fear. This was a rogue act, done deliberately, and the exposed head was also smashed in.

"Uh huh...!"

As soon as Hua Tu opened his mouth, his mouth was filled with dirt, and his whole body was like a pillar being smashed into the rocks bit by bit.

From the outside, there is no trace of him anywhere. There is a big hole in the ground, and he is probably buried in the ground.

"Elder Huatu, go on your way...!"

Suddenly, Ning Tao suddenly realized: "Oh, I remembered that there is no eighteen in the eight beats. It's because I have a bad education, but it's not my fault. My physical education teacher was a math teacher."
Chapter completed!