"Your Excellency said that our Yesha Villa is not popular. I believe that your background must be greater than that of our Yesha Villa. I would like to hear the details."
Mr. Ye Ming said.
"You don't need to know my background, because you are going to die soon."
Mo Hai smiled faintly.
Young Master Ye Ming was angry. His name had a strong intimidating effect in the area of 100,000 miles. Today, a person suddenly appeared and refused to give him face and wanted to kill him. How could he not
angry.
Mr. Ye Ming wanted to endure it, but he couldn't.
"Okay, if you want to kill me, it depends on whether you have the ability."
Young Master Ye Ming stared intently at Mo Hai.
Mo Hai smiled slightly, with a contemptuous smile.
Seeing Mo Hai like this, Master Ye Ming did not dare to be careless and took out a sword box. There were more than a dozen divine swords in the sword box.
"咻咻咻~"
The divine sword flew out, turned into a stream of light, and struck towards Mo Hai.
The power of the divine sword was as powerful as breaking bamboo, and it could penetrate even mountains. Mo Hai flew up, hovering over the sea, and with one hand, seawater flew out.
Naturally, the sea water cannot block these dozen divine swords. Young Master Ye Ming is sitting on the horse with fire feathers, his hands flying, controlling the dozen divine swords.
Under normal circumstances, Master Ye Ming would not use more than a dozen divine swords, but today, he had to be careful and did not dare to be careless at all. He just wanted to kill Mo Hai as soon as possible.
"break!"
Young Master Ye Ming was filled with spiritual power. He pointed his finger fiercely, and a dozen divine swords were like flying cars filled with nitrogen, accelerating towards Mo Hai. The sea water could not stop the power of the swords at all.
Mo Hai was not in a hurry. He made an ice seal with one hand and slapped the sea water in front of him, and the sea water was frozen directly.
Master Ye Ming's dozens of divine swords were also frozen in the sea water, unable to move.
Master Ye Ming's expression changed, and he jumped up, his hands flying, and he kept casting spells alternately, trying to control the divine sword, but the divine sword was frozen, and no matter how he commanded it, the divine sword could not move.
In desperation, Master Ye Ming had no choice but to use his magical power, gather his spiritual power in his Dantian, and then kick into the frozen sea water.
Young Master Ye Ming is in the distraction realm. He is considered a master in the Lower Immortal Realm. He can kick a hill with all his strength.
"boom!"
There was a muffled sound, and the ice remained motionless.
Young Master Ye Ming was so angry that he waved his sleeves and flew out a ghost-headed sword. Young Master Ye Ming stroked the blade and finally chanted a spell. The ghost-headed sword suddenly shot out, looking extremely powerful.
"Open it for me!"
Young Master Ye Ming raised the Ghost-headed Sword, jumped up high, and then slashed it down. The blade of the Ghost-headed Sword stretched for ten miles, like a sword from the gods falling from the sky.
"boom!"
The huge power of the Ghost Head Sword finally split the ice, and Master Ye Ming's lips curved into a proud smile.
But soon, Master Ye Ming's smile froze. After he split the ice, Mo Hai actually took the opportunity to harvest more than a dozen of his divine swords.
Mr. Ye Ming was so angry that he felt like he had been tricked by Mo Hai.
"You dare to trick me?
Give me back my divine sword!"
Young Master Ye Ming was furious and swung the Ghost Head Sword one after another. The huge blades kept slashing at Mo Hai. Mo Hai looked like a ghost and could easily dodge every time.
Young Master Ye Ming is about to lose his mind. He has never encountered such a difficult opponent before.
This ghost head sword is an evil weapon. Although it is very powerful, it consumes a lot of spiritual power every time it is used. Young Master Ye Ming waved it desperately a dozen times, and half of his physical strength was consumed. In the end,
Wielding the Ghost Head Sword again, the blade of the Ghost Head Sword was only a few meters long.
Only then did Mr. Ye Ming stop his hand, panting and looking at the rough sea. Fortunately, it was the sea. If he were on land, his operations would probably be beyond recognition within a radius of dozens of miles.
The onlookers were all dumbfounded.
Everyone here doesn’t know how powerful Ye Sha Villa is, especially Master Ye Ming, who is said to be a cultivation genius that is rare to see in a hundred years. His cultivation is among the best in this area. Unexpectedly, he was beaten by a stranger today.
Forced to this point.
Of course, apart from being shocked, no one sympathized, and no one had a good impression of Yesha Villa. If Mr. Ye Ming were killed by Mo Hai today, passers-by would probably applaud him.
The two female disciples on Qingming Island, while holding the ship steady, communicated in low voices, guessing Mo Hai's identity.
Mo Hai stood in the air with his hands behind his hands, looking at the angry Young Master Ye Ming with a smile.
"These swords of yours are not bad, so I accepted them. Now, it's time to take your life."
Mo Hai said,
Seeing Mo Hai like this, Young Master Ye Ming felt a chill in his heart for no reason. He had already experienced Mo Hai's strength. He had used so many moves without even hurting a hair on Mo Hai's head.
This is the difference in strength. Even if Young Master Ye Ming is dissatisfied, he still has to accept it.
"Who are you?
Do you really want to offend our Yesha Villa?"
Young Master Ye Ming asked in a deep voice. He really couldn't understand that he and Mo Hai had no enmity, but Mo Hai looked like he had some deep hatred for him.
Mo Hai didn't bother to answer, so he took action directly. The space around Young Master Ye Ming suddenly tore open a huge hole, like the mouth of a giant beast, and swallowed Young Master Ye Ming inside.
All this happened so fast that everyone was stunned. Unexpectedly, Mo Hai only used one move to kill Mr. Ye Ming.
Just when everyone thought Young Master Ye Ming was dead, a shadow hid in the forest ten miles away with lingering fear.
The phantom is Master Ye Ming. At the critical moment, he separated a soul and escaped. Thinking of the scene just now, he couldn't help but tremble. It was simply too terrifying. The abyss of space has a huge suction force. Master Ye Ming
He was sure that if he reacted a second slower, his soul would not be able to escape.
"Who is he?"
Mr. Ye Ming murmured.
"You really want to know who I am?"
Suddenly, a voice sounded in Master Ye Ming's ears.
When Master Ye Ming heard the sound, he was so frightened that his soul became blurred.
Without thinking much about it, Master Ye Ming ran away quickly. Mo Hai behind him was not in a hurry. He stretched out his big hand and pinched Master Ye Ming's soul.
"Please, don't kill me!"
Mr. Ye Ming was really scared to death. He never thought that one day he would meet such a powerful person.
"I have changed my mind. I won't kill you yet. Let me see Fairy Zixiao and let her decide."
Mo Hai said, and then directly sealed Master Ye Ming's soul in a spiritual talisman and pocketed it.
Mo Hai returned to the dock, and the people in Yesha Villa had already dispersed.
The two female disciples from Qingming Island saw Mo Hai and hurriedly came forward to pay their respects.
"Thank you, senior, for your help."
"You're welcome. I have sealed Mr. Ye Ming's soul in a talisman. I will leave it to your master later. Can you take me to see your master?"
Mo Hai smiled.
The two female disciples from Qingming Island looked up at Mo Hai. Although Mo Hai didn't look like a bad person and helped them, they casually let a stranger land on the island, and he was also a powerful stranger.
I really have some concerns and concerns.
"Don't worry, I don't mean any harm. Your master and I are actually old friends and good friends. I came to help you when I knew your master was in crisis this time."
Mo Hai said gently.
"Senior and Master are friends?
Don’t you know your senior’s title?”
The female disciple in green asked in surprise.
"Mo Hai."
Mo Hai said, "Actually, you should believe me. You have seen my cultivation. If I were not your master's friend, then your master would probably be doomed this time."
The two female disciples from Qingming Island smiled awkwardly. Mo Hai was indeed right. Mo Hai's cultivation was higher than Master Ye Ming. If they were not friends, then their master would indeed be doomed.
"Senior Mo, please board the ship. We will take you to see Master right now."
The female disciple in green said.
There is a saying that the enemy of the enemy is a friend. Yesha Villa and Qingming Island have always been at odds. This time Mo Hai offended Yesha Villa, which is Qingming Island's friend, and this time Qingming Island has indeed fallen into
The crisis can be easily resolved if we can get help from Mo Hai.
The ship rides the wind and waves and travels rapidly on the sea.
"What are your names?"
Mo Hai opened his mouth to break the silence.
"My name is Zhu Qingyu."
The female disciple in green said.
"My name is Yuan Feixia."
The female disciple in light yellow clothes next to her quickly introduced herself.
"It turns out it's you!"
Mo Hai couldn't help but smile and looked at the two female disciples in front of him with some surprise.
Seeing Mo Hai's reaction, the two female disciples were startled.
"Senior Mo knows us?"
Zhu Qingyu was a little surprised.
"Haha, I've seen it, I've seen it."
Mo Hai smiled, but there was no explanation.
Mo Hai did know Zhu Qingyu and Yuan Feixia, but when Mo Hai came to Minghai in his previous life, both of them were already middle-aged women, which was very different from their current youthful and beautiful appearance.