"Want to take action?" Mo Ji raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "I'll accompany you!"
He took one step forward and faced several masters of Shangjiang Liuzong.
The leader of the Jiangliu Sect, a senior brother named Lin Hui, was a Wanxiang Realm monk. He glanced at Mo Ji with disdain and said mockingly: "What a big tone, even a mere Peiyuan Realm monk dares to speak arrogant words!"
He glanced at Chu Yiyi and the other three with awe-inspiring eyes, and paused on Xie Siling for a moment, his eyes suddenly lit up.
"Hehe, you just handed over the Fire Spirit Salmon and you can leave, but now this girl has to stay!" Lin Hui pointed at Xie Siling and smiled.
Their Jiangliu Sect has always had a strong yang and a weak yin, and its female disciples are like stars over the moon. And their beauty is nowhere comparable to that of Xie Siling.
Mo Ji's eyes turned cold and he chuckled: "Then let's see if you have such strength!"
He swayed and suddenly appeared in front of Lin Hui. Mo Ding caught it in his hand and slammed it towards him.
boom...
There was a loud noise, sand and rocks flew. The red stones on the island splashed, and a huge pit suddenly appeared where Lin Hui was. Magma quickly seeped up, and a fire salmon as long as a thumb was also rushed up.
Lin Hui dodged Mo Ji's move and looked ugly. How dare a mere Pei Yuan realm monk take the lead to attack him? How unreasonable!
"Third Junior Brother, kill him!" He snorted coldly, and a Vientiane Realm monk came out from behind and came out menacingly.
Hoho...
With a roar, a river appeared above the man's head, and the water was surging and turbulent. This was the appearance of the disciples of the Jiangliu Sect.
kill!
With a loud shout, the Faxiang River rushed down and rushed towards Mo Ji. The mighty spiritual energy was breathtaking. If he was hit, even if he didn't die, he would be blasted into the magma.
Lin Hui had a cold look in his eyes and sneered, "You brat, be careful what you say in your next life!"
"Next life?" Mo Ji licked his lips and said with a smile, "I haven't lived enough in this life."
As he spoke, he stood up from the ground and swung the ink cauldron towards the rolling river.
boom...
There was a loud noise, and the river current stirred up violent waves.
Mo Ji's energy surged all over his body, pouring into Mo Ding continuously. Mo Ding's size surged again, blocking the flow of the third junior brother's river.
Lin Hui's pupils shrank slightly, but he actually blocked it?
The disciples behind him also started talking.
"This fat man is quite interesting. He was able to block the third senior brother's move." Jiangliu Sect disciple said with a smile.
"It's a pity that there are too many arrogant people. No matter how strong the Peiyuan Realm monks are, they are still far behind those of the Wanxiang Realm." The person on the side said with a proud smile.
Anyone who can become a cultivator in the Wanxiang Realm is undoubtedly a leader in the sect.
The opponent's third junior brother also had a sneer on his face. Suddenly, he stirred up the power of the vast river and rushed towards Mo Ding.
"The light of the grain of rice dares to fight for the glory of the bright moon!" He roared, and the surrounding spiritual energy swarmed into the river flow above his head, and the power of the rolling river poured down.
Rumble...
The power of the river flow rushed to the Mo cauldron, and a proud smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Wouldn't this just push you, a fat man, into the magma?
All the disciples of the Jiangliu Sect around him also looked proud, knowing that they were sure of victory.
However, the smile on the third junior brother's face soon solidified, and the power of the river flow hit the ink cauldron, but the ink cauldron did not move at all.
"Huh? What's going on?" Everyone's eyes showed surprise. They imagined that the power of Jiang Liu hit the ink cauldron, and Mo Ji flew out with the ink cauldron.
But now, Mo Ding was motionless, and Mo Ji still had a smile on his face.
The veins on the third junior brother's face suddenly popped out, and the spiritual energy surged again, swooping down, but Mo Ding remained motionless.
There was a fine drop of sweat on his forehead, and he felt a little weak. Is this fat man so strong?
"Did Third Senior Brother let the situation slip on purpose?" someone asked doubtfully.
"It must be that the third senior brother has always been kind-hearted. He definitely doesn't want the other party to die miserably." A person on the side speculated.
Lin Hui's eyes turned cold and he shouted: "Third Junior Brother, now is not the time to be kind!"
He also thought it was the third junior brother who deliberately let things slip.
But the third junior brother knew very well that his opponent was a freak. He couldn't even break through Mo Ding's defense, so how could he defeat Mo Ji?
"I...can't beat him!" The third junior brother suddenly sighed deeply and shook his head.
The power of the river flow above the head also dropped rapidly.
What?
All Jiangliu Sect disciples showed disbelief. How could a Wanxiang Realm monk not be able to defeat a mere Peiyuan Realm monk?
The third junior brother retreated with a look of shame on his face.
Lin Hui snorted coldly and scolded: "It's useless, it can't handle such a small thing."
He stepped forward, glanced at Mo Ji coldly, and sneered: "Damn fat man, I don't believe how strong you are!"
As he spoke, a river also appeared above his head, with turbulent spiritual power and agitated momentum.
Rumble...
There was a loud noise, and the Faxiang River rushed down and rushed towards Moji.
The corners of Mo Ji's lips raised and he chuckled, "I'm afraid you're not strong enough and you can't test it!"
As he spoke, his body shot up, and the ink cauldron slammed into Lin Hui. It hit the river and stirred up a dazzling aura.
Lin Hui suddenly felt the law tremble violently, and his face sank slightly. With a soft drink, he took a deep breath of spiritual energy from all directions, injected it into the river, and imprisoned the ink cauldron.
"Humph, damn fat man, I want to see what other tricks you have now!" He sneered, and the power of the river surged up, making Mo Ding unable to move at all.
The corner of Mo Ji's mouth curled up, and Sky Fire Mo Feng suddenly appeared in his hand. A dazzling spiritual light slashed towards Lin Hui, and the power of the sword went forward.
And magic weapons?
Lin Hui's pupils suddenly shrank, his face changed suddenly, and he hurriedly used the power of the Dharma to resist.
"Are you really stupid or are you pretending to be stupid?" Mo Ji joked and grabbed it with his left hand. The billowing energy roared out like a dragon and grabbed Mo Ding.
Buzz buzz...
The ink cauldron shook rapidly while wrapped in Lin Hui's Dharma.
At this time, Lin Hui was eager to resist Tianhuo Mo Feng, and the restraining force on Mo Ding suddenly relaxed, causing Mo Ding to fly out and hit his dharma image again.
boom...
With a loud noise, Lin Hui was thrown out and hit the ground heavily, with blood gushing from his mouth.
how so!
All Jiangliu Sect disciples had shocked expressions on their faces. Their senior brother was knocked to the ground by the fat man opposite him as soon as they met.
How is it possible for Peiyuan Realm to crush Wanxiang Realm?
Lin Hui's face was extremely ugly, and he roared sternly: "Damn fat man, if you dare to hurt me, I want you to die!"
With a sharp shout, auras of light erupted from his body, and the power of the Dharma above his head surged and rolled like a tide, hitting Moji.
Mo Ji's body shot up into the air, and Skyfire Mo Feng volleyed to kill him. With each step and sword movement, dozens of sword energy intertwined and disappeared into the flow of the Dharma Prime River.
boom...
The spiritual energy in Lin Hui's physical form stirred up, spiritual power splashed out, and powerful impacts attacked his internal organs.
puff...
Another mouthful of reverse blood spurted out, and Lin Hui fell to the ground, unconscious. Countless cracks appeared in the Dharma River above his head.
All the Jiangliu Sect disciples were stunned and couldn't believe what they saw.
At this time, some people on the island not far away also saw this scene. They all looked shocked and whispered: "Isn't that a disciple of Jiangliu Sect?"
"Yes, someone actually dares to offend them?" someone on the side asked in confusion.
"I just saw the disciples from Raging Wave City passing by." The people on the side agreed.
Although Jiangliu Sect is a second-rate force in Linjiang Region, it has a very close relationship with Nutao City among the twelve ancient cities. Some people even suspect that Jiangliu Sect is their branch.
Offending Jiangliu Sect is equivalent to denying Nutao City face.
"Just wait for me, we will never let you go so easily!" someone from the Jiangliu Sect disciples shouted sternly.
After saying harsh words, he took Lin Hui and left in a hurry.
Mo Ji's eyes turned cold and he shouted angrily, which frightened the group of Jiangliu Sect disciples so much that they thought they had two legs and scattered towards the nearby islands.
"Haha." Chu Yiliu smiled and shook his head. There will always be such and such things.
However, even if Jiang Liuzong is driven away, the three of them can legitimately occupy this fork in the magma.
The Law ** was placed in the magma again, and the spiritual energy was like bait, luring the fire salmon from all directions to rush over.
Soon, thousands of fire salmon gathered on this fork of the river, directly blocking the river channel.
"Haha, first-class brother, what a big harvest." Mo Ji laughed and released all the small fire salmon that he had caught before, and then went to catch the bigger fire salmon.
The palm-sized fire salmon is too small.
The chopstick-long fire salmon is too small.
The Fire Spirit Salmon with long and short arms still can't do it.
One by one, the fire salmon filtered out from their hands and flowed downstream. Dozens of three-foot-long fire salmon were caught ashore.
People downstream suddenly discovered that the number of fire salmon increased sharply, and everyone's eyes showed ecstasy, wanting to make a fortune in silence.
But when they looked upstream, everyone was dumbfounded.
"How come there are so many spiritual fish?" Someone's eyes showed a strong look of greed.
At this time, someone immediately sneered and said: "The people from Jiangliu Sect were beaten away by them just now. If you want to steal their things, you should think about it yourself."
"Jiang Liu Zong?" A group of people with evil intentions suddenly didn't dare to think too much.
Jiang Liuzong who was beaten away will definitely come back again.
However, Chu Yiyi and the other three caught a dozen huge fire salmon, which really made them greedy.
"Sir, it should be almost done." Xie Siling said softly. The fire salmon in their hands was larger than the hundreds of others put together.
Chu Yiliu touched his chin, nodded and said, "It should be almost done."
He was about to close the law gun, when suddenly, an undercurrent rolled up in the magma, hiding a strong force, and hit his arm.
This power was extremely strong, and Chu Yiliu was not prepared, and the law gun came out of his hand and fell towards the depths of the magma.
Immediately, a powerful force approached. A dazzling red-gold light could be vaguely seen in the red magma.
A several-foot-long Fire Spirit King Salmon is approaching!