As Zhao Kaian's voice fell, the cultivators from the three major sects of the eight aristocratic families who came to the Dead Leaf Continent all walked out of the crowd one after another.
The little boy stood next to Mo Han, his skinny body trembling. It seemed that there were too many people coming out, and they were all big shots that he had never dared to think about before. Therefore, he was a little scared, but he did not dare to approach Mo Han.
, I had to stand alone in the wind and be afraid.
Mo Han turned his head and glanced at the little boy, stretched out his arm and gently held the little boy's palm: "Don't be afraid, I will be there for everything."
The moment he was held by Mo Han's hand, the little boy's trembling body suddenly calmed down and he was no longer afraid. It seemed that as long as Mo Han was around, everything would be solved.
The cultivators from the five major families and the three major sects who came to the Cambrian Continent all gathered together. Perhaps this gathering was the second time since they came to the Withered Leaf Continent that they all came together. The first time was in the arena.
Above, the eight major forces of the Dead Leaf Continent will welcome the meeting with a start but a tail end.
Beidou Qingyun and Wang Shun walked out of the crowd and went straight to Mo Han. After greeting Mo Han with a smile, they stood together with the little boy.
"Help me take care of him." Mo Han put the little boy's arm in Beidou Qingyun's hand and said quietly.
Beidou Qingyun nodded, pulled the little boy to his side, and glanced at Wang Shun. Wang Shun and the four of them consciously protected the little boy among them, but allowed the little boy to see everything in the field.
Mo Han's eyes glanced at the group of people who came out one by one. Of course, he didn't even glance at the follower Mo Han behind them.
The practitioners from the three major sects of the five major families had no intention of introducing themselves. They all found a position and stood silently, as if everything had nothing to do with them, but the position where they stood surrounded Mo Han.
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Directly opposite Mo Han is Zhao Kai'an, and clockwise down are the blood monk of the Blood Devouring Sect, Hou Ruyi of the Hou family, Nangong Glory of the Nangong family, Wuxiang Pavilion's clear, Luan family's Luan Rui, and Yunyan Pavilion's Hua Meng.
Although the cultivators from the three major sects of the five major families did not introduce their intentions, Mo Han had already learned everything about them from Beidou Qingyun, so Mo Han could recognize who they were at a glance, and at the same time, he knew who they were.
They looked at it.
According to Beidou Qingyun's information, the eight major families and the three major sects sent not many people to the Dead Leaf Continent. There were less than five people. Basically, they were led by one disciple and protected by four people. And the team was led by one disciple.
Disciple cultivation base
The capital is in the late Nascent Soul stage, and the people who protect the disciples who lead the team are basically in the late Spiritual Stage. And the people who protect the disciples who lead the team, whose actual cultivation in the Cambrian Continent are all cultivators who have passed the Spiritual Stage.
He came down from his self-cultivation.
As for the leading disciples, they are at least the direct disciples of every aristocratic family or sect. It is not that they are unwilling to arrange for heirs to come, but to arrange for heirs to come. The price has reached a point that they cannot bear. Everything is due to the world of Dead Leaf Continent.
Reasons for the rules.
Zhao Kaian glanced at Beidou Qingyun, who was standing next to Mo Han, and didn't care. The thoughts of the three major sects of their five major families were exactly opposite to Mo Han. Mo Han didn't want them to continue to show off their power on the Dead Leaf Continent. Their thoughts
It is to make the entire continent of dead leaves surrender under their feet and become a dog under their feet.
They also had the same intention as Mo Han, and were ready to find an opportunity to promote their glorious image. They had even found a target, and unfortunately, this target was Mo Han.
Now the most popular person in the entire Dead Leaf Continent is Mo Han, who has been transformed into the Great Demon King by the local cultivators of the Withered Leaf Continent. Once they suppress the Great Demon King and trample them under their feet, they believe that their goal will be achieved quickly.
After all, they have done the same thing and the same method many times and conquered one piece of the small continent after another.
Although I don’t know why Beidou Qingyun took the initiative to withdraw from their alliance this time, it is no longer important. Now that the three major sects of the five major families are fully present, even if one Beidou Qingyun is missing, he is not afraid of anything. After all, he does not believe in Beidou
Qingyun will stupidly use his own strength to fight against the other four major families and the three major sects.
"Who are you? Why are you blocking our people from enforcing the law?" Zhao Kaian looked at Mo Han domineeringly and asked.
It's not that Zhao Kaian doesn't know Mo Han. He has already known Mo Han thoroughly through other channels. The reason why he doesn't call out Mo Han's name directly now is because he doesn't want to call it out and is unwilling to call it out. Only in this way can he
When Mo Han introduced himself to his family, he treated Mo Han with endless contempt and ridicule.
"Who are you? What laws do you enforce? Why do you enforce the law?" Mo Han and Zhao Kaian looked at each other, without any fear in their eyes, but asked aggressively.
Zhao Kaian was stunned. Except for Beidou Qingyun and Nangong Glory, everyone else was stunned. In the countless small worlds they had experienced, few people dared to talk to them like this, and those who dared to talk to them like this all died.
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If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes and heard it with their own ears, they would have even suspected it was fake.
"Do you know who I am?" Zhao Kaian glanced at Zhao Cai, as if he wanted to know if Mo Han knew him.
If Mo Han didn't know them, then didn't he fail to show off just now? Didn't he just slap himself in the face?
As soon as Zhao Kaian looked over, Zhao Cai understood what Zhao Kaian meant. He didn't say anything or reply, but nodded heavily.
"Who do you have to do with me? Do I need to know any cat or dog on the roadside?" Mo Han sneered, "You haven't answered me yet who you are, what laws you enforce, and why do you enforce the law?
.If you can't give me a satisfactory answer today, then I'm going to see how capable you are."
The scene suddenly broke into an uproar. The onlookers were surprised that the Great Demon King was worthy of being the Great Demon King, while the practitioners from the three major sects of the five major families were shocked by Mo Han's boldness.
They didn't believe that Mo Han didn't know them. After all, they had met before. But since they knew them and dared to say such things, it could only mean two things. One was that Mo Han had a simple mind with big limbs, and the other was that
The reason is that Mo Han is confident and confident.
A person who is called the Great Demon King by the entire continent, a person who casually dares to destroy two sects, a person who casually dares to provoke a spiritual cultivator, he is not a person with strong limbs no matter how you look at it.
For simple-minded guys, there is only the second possibility, which is to be confident.
In an instant, the eyes of Zhao Kaian, Luan Rui, Hou Ruyi, Hua Simeng, and Blood Monk all fell on Beidou Qingyun, because he was the only one who stood firmly behind Mo Han from the beginning. Does he know anything?
Or is the person behind Mo Han important enough for Beidou Qingyun to do this?
Countless questions trapped them all at once, and it was only then that they realized that they still didn't understand Mo Han, and everything about Mo Han seemed to be still shrouded in fog.