"Where did you come from, you wild boy, you dare to snatch things from this young master, don't you want to live?" Huo Hai roared like thunder, baring his teeth and claws. He didn't expect that someone would dare to buy it just after he uttered harsh words. Face.

"Get lost!" At this moment, Mo Yi was in a bad mood, he wanted to slap such a person to death, let alone have a good attitude.

The veins on Huo Hai's forehead were bulging, and his face was bluish and blue, like a monkey's buttocks. He had never been scolded and scolded like this in his life.

Huo Hai, who was extremely ashamed and angry, didn't think about anything at all. With red eyes, he pulled out the bone blade at his waist and stabbed at Mo Yi, not caring that Mo Yi was just a young boy.

This thrust was aimed directly at Mo Yi's head, and the thrust, with the sound of the wind howling, was obviously extremely powerful. [

If Mo Yi is stabbed, the safekeeping is to make this little head explode like a watermelon, and the red and white ones will scatter all over the ground.

Such viciousness, turning their faces and killing people, made many people secretly startled. It was rumored that the people of the Soul Refining Sect were vicious and vicious, but now it is true.

But Wang Sen came very fast, but retreated even faster.

Standing behind Mo Yi, Xuancao, who has always been like a pug, has almost no sense of existence, leaps out like lightning, and with a palm down, the blade flies into the sky. There is a click sound, and Huo Hai's chest can be clearly seen Dig in one piece.

Huo Hai, who fell on the ground, struggled to stand up, but tried a few times, but he was very forceful, spitting out blood from his mouth.

The old man who followed Huo Hai had been looking at him with a relaxed expression, even with a bit of joking.

However, the sudden change made his expression change drastically.

Xuan Cao's strike was really too fast, but in just one breath, from the moment he struck the palm to when Huo Haifei landed on the ground, the whole battle was over, and there was no time for him to react at all.

Thinking of Huo Hai's identity, and thinking of his own lack of protection, the old man let out a snarl, and immediately slapped Xuancao with his palm like an overwhelming force.

Xuancao was not afraid at all, not to be outdone, he waved his hand and slashed the same palm, the wind and thunder in his palm were moving, and his momentum was fierce.

During this period of time, with the unlimited supply of spirit stones in Mo Yi, coupled with the magic skills, the progress can be said to be rapid.

Coupled with the hardships of cultivation in the past, it made him know that it is not easy now.

He is the same as Mo Yi in cultivation, he is a lunatic, with a kind of fanatical paranoia.

And such paranoid lunatics, as long as they have enough resources, no one knows how far they can grow.

Xiao Jiannan, who could only be looked up to when he was defeated by a single sword, was just the tip of the iceberg of his strength.

But now this old man who has stepped into the yellow rank has once again witnessed his progress during this period of time.

Xuan Cao and the old man dealt with each other honestly, they fought each other without any fancy, and then they each retreated more than ten steps, but what they saw in the scene seemed to be somewhat evenly divided.

However, the real strength of Xuan Cao and Mo Yi lies in the sword.

"Uncle Zhou, this bastard dared to hurt me. You must avenge me, kill them for me, and blow them to ashes." Huo Hai looked at the smiling Xuan Cao and his indifferent expression with extreme resentment, looking at himself It's like Mo Yi looking at ants. [

"Nephew, don't worry, no one has ever dared to hurt someone from my Soul Refining Sect without paying the price. We will definitely avenge this revenge for you." This Uncle Zhou said very viciously, but his drifting gaze was revealed his uneasiness.

The old man himself was also secretly startled, just now he just met the palm, the opponent's palm strength is not very strong, but it is full of strength, wave after wave of force, broke through his own aura in a very short time The gentle force of the palm made the bones of his hand feel like it was about to crack.

This is no less than his own strength.

But such a master, anyone with a discerning eye can see that this person is just a humble servant.

A servant who is even slightly better than himself, the master of such a person is definitely not someone to mess with.

Recently, a lot of crossing dragons have come to the southeast region, and the arrogance of the Soul Refining Sect has been restrained a lot, for fear of provoking those forces that cannot be offended.

Huo Hai was also warned not to cause trouble easily, that's why he gave the price of 50 spirit stones. If it was as usual, he would be ready to rob and kill him. People have always been disobedient, and under the stimulation of anger, they couldn't help but draw their swords to kill.

However, in front of so many cultivators, no matter how much worry he has in his heart, the old man will not and dare not lose face to the Soul Refining Sect.

Mo Yi looked at the stern old man with contempt, and he hadn't even done anything yet. These people dared to find fault, and there was no place to vent their grievances. It's really good to come.

When Mo Yi was thinking about how to concoct this Soul Refining Sect, a team of guards came quickly.

"Who dares to make trouble in our Wanjin Square?" An imposing roar came from a young strong man who seemed to be extremely energetic, and behind him was a group of equally imposing monks. In fact, there is also a proud look in the eyes, which makes people feel so powerful.

Only those who are truly confident dare to show indifference and arrogance in front of the complete group of heroes. This is a kind of foundation.

As for the Wanjin Trading Company, it is suspected that it has such a background, so almost no one dares to make trouble in this Wanjin Trading Company, so their arrival has made more people excited. They really want to know how the Wanjin Trading Company will deal with it. These few people who dare to fight here.

In Wanjin Square, whether it is buying treasures or selling treasures, the vast majority of monks are silk, but now both parties who are causing trouble can clearly see that they are rich and handsome.

No matter which side is the truth, the opposition from class always makes the fans happy to see these tall, rich, handsome and deflated.

"The next one is Zhou Chi, the elder of the Soul Refining Sect. This time, he accompanied our young suzerain to participate in the auction meeting. Before we passed this booth, my young suzerain fell in love with a knife. Who knows, this kid later , didn't know any etiquette at all, not only snatched the knife, but also uttered evil words. My young master wanted to teach this some etiquette, but he was seriously injured by this boy's servant. Such a person is mad and tramples on Wan Jin The rules of the firm. I hope you, Wanjin Firm, will give you an explanation on this matter?" Zhou Chi came out first, speaking with eloquence.

The young man in the lead frowned. The Soul Refining Sect has a very bad reputation. It has never had any reputation or morality at all, and it is vicious and arrogant.

But now, he pretended to be a victim instead, and wanted to borrow the knife from Wanjin Trading Company to kill someone. It was likely that he was dealt with by the other party. It is strange enough to be able to bully people from the Soul Refining Sect in this southeast region.

This young man is not a blind person, so naturally he will not listen to one side or believe it, but since he dared to hurt people in Wanjin Square, he must give an explanation no matter what.

His gaze shifted from Zhou Chi to the silent young boy who had been facing away from him. He was about to say something, but when the boy turned around and drove him, he couldn't help but look

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