"Brother Zhichong, while the Jiang family is dealing with that Mo Wen, why don't we take away the Dafang Order?"
In the Zhou family's camp, a thin young man walked up to another young man in blue clothes, rolled his eyes and said. His eyes secretly looked at a black altar a few hundred meters away.
The altar was not far away from them, only more than 500 meters away. With their ability, they could pass by it in the blink of an eye.
On the altar, there is a piece of Dafang Order, which is what determines the final leader of this trial. If you can capture that piece of Dafang Order and bring it back to the sect, you will be the next leader of the Dafang Sect.
"Don't think about that generous order."
Zhou Zhichong glared at his cousin and cursed in a low voice: "How many times have I told you, we came to participate in this master trial, we are just pretending, don't treat that master
What are your intentions? Haven't you seen that the other two families don't care about the generous order?"
In fact, this master trial is just a formality for the other three aristocratic families. The elders of the family have long warned them that during the trial, no matter whether they have ability or not, they should not get involved with the master.
Token.
Because the next leader will definitely be a member of the Jiang family, and no one dares to compete with the Jiang family.
"What are you afraid of! That Jiang family is too deceptive. Aren't we a family that has been passed down by the Generous Sect for hundreds of years? Why do they step on us everywhere? And our old family master is also in the fetal breath realm.
The peerless strong man, with the old family master here, is he still afraid of the Jiang family?"
The young man said a little indignantly that the Chiang family oppressed the other three aristocratic families in every possible way, but the family did not give a damn, which was a bit aggrieved.
"Shut up. Anyway, listen to me and don't cause trouble for the family."
Zhou Zhichong scolded his cousin with a cold face. The Jiang family has long been unethical and unruly. They are stronger than others. Why should they compete with the Jiang family? Twenty years ago, the Wang family was just a bloody mess.
example.
Seeing Zhou Zhichong's anger, the young man looked away unnaturally and closed his mouth in silence.
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"Don't ask questions, little bastard, I'll kill you in three moves."
Jiang Mingxiao smiled coldly and took a step forward. A powerful aura emanated from his body, pressing towards Mo Wen. It was comparable to the middle stage of Baodan realm, and seemed to be only a little short of the late stage of Baodan realm.
No wonder he can become the leader of the young generation of the Jiang family. At such a young age, he has such accomplishments, which is really extraordinary.
In fact, during this head trial, the Jiang family has already designated Jiang Mingxiao as the next head, taking over Jiang Qinghong's position.
Among the entire Dafang sect, Jiang Mingxiao has the highest level of cultivation among the young and middle-aged generation. Others are always a little behind him, so he naturally has very strong self-confidence.
Mo Wen curled his lips and smiled, still standing there with his hands behind his back, as if he had no intention of fighting.
"Arrogant."
Seeing Mo Wen's casual attitude, Jiang Mingxiao was furious. He took a step forward, and the pressure became stronger again. At the same time, he punched Mo Wen in the face.
The moment he punched, the surrounding space seemed to collapse, so the air was instantly excluded, forming a temporary vacuum environment.
Sifang Fist appeared again, but when Jiang Mingxiao used it, the effect was naturally mediocre, far from being comparable to Jiang Youxi.
"I wonder if that elder of your Jiang family will save you before killing you."
Mo Wen still had his hands behind his back and looked at Jiang Mingxiao indifferently. He didn't seem to notice the fist that was about to hit him. Instead, he said something inexplicably that Jiang Mingxiao didn't understand.
In an instant, Jiang Mingxiao punched Mo Wen on the body.
But that seemingly fierce punch made no sound at all when it hit Mo Wen. It was like a stone sinking into the sea, causing only a few ripples.
"How is that possible!"
Jiang Mingxiao's eyes widened and he looked at Mo Wen in disbelief. The square fist he used with all his strength could smash even a huge rock into pieces, let alone a body of flesh and blood.
Mo Wen didn't dodge or evade, and used his body to receive his punch, but nothing happened at all, and his body did not move at all. On the contrary, he took three or four steps back, and a terrifying rebound force instantly knocked him out of the body with internal injuries.
A sneer appeared at the corner of Mo Wen's mouth, and he stretched out a hand slightly. The next moment, a huge black claw appeared in mid-air, grabbing Jiang Mingxiao in his hand without any suspense. Facing Mo Wen's casual gesture,
Claw, Jiang Mingxiao had almost no power to resist.
His cultivation in the middle stage of the Dan-holding realm was of no use at all at this time. The strange claws directly compressed his inner energy in his body. No matter how huge his inner energy was, it was like a small
A child is as helpless as an adult.
"Old guy, if you don't come out, I'm afraid your Jiang family's genius will die in my hands."
A flash of light flashed in Mo Wen's eyes, and he glanced at the tree hole with deep meaning. With the thoughts in his mind, the claws holding Jiang Mingxiao tightened suddenly and squeezed in the middle. The terrifying force compressed Jiang Mingxiao's body into one
The bones kept making clicking and squeezing sounds.
Jiang Mingxiao's face was pale, and the severe pain made him scream subconsciously. He desperately used his inner energy to resist the terrifying power, but he was no match for that power. If he continued, he would probably turn into a persimmon and burst.
Lose.
"Help……"
Deep fear and panic made Jiang Mingxiao subconsciously shout for help. The threat of death made him no longer care about dignity and face.
Not far away, those watching were stunned. Who would have thought that Jiang Mingxiao would be so vulnerable when he met Mo Wen, with almost no resistance at all, and was tortured so miserably in the blink of an eye.
At the same time, they also couldn't understand why Mo Wen could be so powerful. Jiang Mingxiao was an ancient warrior in the middle stage of Baodan realm. Among them, he was second to none in terms of strength. In terms of strength, he was almost far behind Jiang Mingxiao.
I thought it was impossible for Mo Wen to be Jiang Mingxiao's opponent, but the result turned out to be so dramatic and jaw-dropping.
Don't ask about the three-move kill, it's simply a joke.
Those members of the Jiang family, seeing Jiang Mingxiao in such misery, wanted to go to rescue him, but they thought that they were not as good as Jiang Mingxiao, and it might be even worse if they went to save him. They all hesitated, and no one dared to speak out for a while.
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"A piece of trash."
A gloomy voice suddenly came from the tree hole, and the next moment a black figure slowly walked out of the tree hole, looking at Jiang Mingxiao expressionlessly, a look of disappointment flashed in his old eyes.
Mo Wen's attack on Jiang Mingxiao was just to force him to come out, and he knew it in his heart. Otherwise, with Mo Wen's ability, he could kill the kid almost instantly, so there would be no need to go to all the trouble.
The reason why he hesitated to take action and hid in the dark was because he wanted to see how these young talents from the Jiang family would behave when they met Mo Wen.
But the result disappointed him. Compared with Mo Wen, those so-called geniuses were just scum. It was not only a matter of strength, but also a matter of psychological quality. The performance of not only Jiang Mingxiao but also everyone else made him very disappointed.
Not satisfied.
"Don't ask, you surprised me. I've been surprised more times today than I have been in the past year."
Jiang Quanfu glanced at Mo Wen gloomily and said slowly. At the same time, he waved his hand and a gray light flashed and hit Mo Wen's lunar claw holding Jiang Mingxiao. The tyrannical inner energy directly hit Mo Wen.
The lunar claw was smashed into pieces.
Jiang Mingxiao escaped from the trap and fell to the ground, panting heavily. His eyes were full of panic and fear. He almost walked through the gate of hell just now. He didn't even know why such a terrible thing happened.
Too clear.
"But the stronger you are, the stronger my intention to kill you. Since you ran to the generous faction to die, then I will help you."
Jiang Quanfu waved his hand, and a gust of wind blew past, directly sweeping Jiang Mingxiao dozens of meters away. At the same time, a terrifying aura was released from his body, rushing towards Mo Wen fiercely, shrouding Mo Wen, and in the realm of fetal breath.
The power was all displayed at once.
"Let's do it. I would like to learn what your generous faction is capable of."
Mo Wen lowered his eyes and said indifferently.
He was not surprised by the appearance of Jiang Quanfu, and it was even part of his plan. In fact, the purpose of those powerful men in the Baodan realm who killed the Jiang family in a high-profile manner was to lure out the fetal breath of the Jiang family.
In other words, Mo Wen has always been fishing, and his goal is a big fish.
With his current strength, he is not afraid of any ancient warrior in the early stage of fetal breath, and he even has the ability to kill those in the early stage of fetal breath.
The reason why Jiang Quanfu was lured out was to separate the two strong men in the fetal breath realm of the Jiang family, and then defeat them one by one. If Jiang Quanfu could be lucky enough to be killed, then the other fetal breath realm would no longer exist.
Any danger can be dealt with by Wang Yinru alone.
Of course, he was not sure of killing Jiang Quanfu. After all, it was not easy to kill Jiang Quanfu in the realm of fetal breath. But if he could seriously injure Jiang Quanfu so that he could no longer take action in a short period of time, more than half of his goal would be achieved.
Therefore, Jiang Quanfu's appearance was almost unexpected by Mo Wen.
"I also want to know if you really have the cultivation level of fetal breath realm."
Jiang Quanfu sneered and stared at Mo Wen with squinted eyes. In fact, he was also afraid that Mo Wen had the cultivation level of Fetal Breath Realm. If this young man was really a Fetal Breath Realm, then the possibility of him killing Mo Wen was not high.
, both in the early stage of fetal respiration, it was almost impossible for him to kill Mo Wen.
In the distance, those members of the trial who heard that Mo Wen might have the cultivation level of fetal breath realm, almost all subconsciously took a breath of cold air, and the expressions on their faces stiffened. Fetal breath realm! How is it possible...
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