Heaven Defying Formation Mage

Chapter 950
When Mo Haxiu troubled the Shen family, many people had the mentality of watching the fun, and it didn't matter which side won or lost.

Back then, Shen Wufei abolished Mohaxiu's meridians all over his body. Now that he had an adventure and regained his strength, shouldn't he take revenge?

But now that Mohaxiu was going to duel with the masters of the sea clan, it immediately rose to a whole new level in people's minds.

"Mohaxiu is indeed a man!"

"It's a man!"

"The idiots who bully the Shen family can't show their skills, kill more sea people to be the young heroes of the human race!"

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These public opinions were quickly reported to the Shen family, and the old master of the Shen family smashed the newly replaced desk with his palm: "Our Shen family has become a softie! I have already told the old master, Mo Haxiu and the others can't do it!" How long!"

Contrary to the Shen family, when the Hu family heard the news, the master of the family was a little more proud, and ordered: "Let Hu Delong and Mo Haxiu get closer!" With the eyes of Elder Feng Qi who can read it, his current aura is unstoppable.

This time, Mohaxiu challenged Grusba, the second-ranked master of the Sea Clan masters. It is said that eight thousand human races died in his hands. He was once famous on the coast of the endless sea.

It stands to reason that such an unforgettable hatred should have been punished by a human master long ago.

But today's sea masters have subverted the simple-minded and well-developed image of the past. After dealing with the human race for many years, they have become cunning. Like poisonous snakes, they are slippery and hard to catch, but jump at critical moments. Come out for a bite.

Of course, the reason above was given by Feng Qi, but Mo Xingnian thought about it a little deeper.

Human race masters are gradually being corroded. They lost blood and pride, and instead became philistine, indulging in internal power struggles and unable to extricate themselves.

Mo Xingnian once asked Feng Qi why only the eight elders were elected in the Xiyue District, while the other three districts had only the principal in charge.

The answer Feng Qi gave was that Xiyue District is now in decline, and no one will accept anyone. Although the person in charge in name is Master Anye, in fact, the master power of Xiyue District is in the hands of the eight elders.In other words, whoever wins over the most elders can dominate the West Moon District.

This kind of power division seems to be fair and democratic, but it has pushed the practitioners in Xiyue District to another abyss. The temptation of power is stronger than other districts.

Who on earth came up with such a bad idea? It's really uneasy and kind!Mo Xing was so angry that he almost bit his silver teeth.

She also wanted to meet Master Anye, the person in charge of the West Moon District.What kind of person is willing to be used as a puppet?
This opportunity will come soon.

The news of Mohaxiu's duel with the masters of the Sea Clan quickly spread throughout the Sanren District, so on this day, many masters from the Sanren District came to watch the battle, and as the leader of the Xiyue District, Master An Ye naturally also showed up to show his face to the Sanren District. Practitioners cheer up.

An Ye looked about sixty years old, wearing a well-regulated cotton robe, looking very low-key.

"Mo Haxiu, I have heard Elder Feng Qi praise you many times! You are young and full of vigor! Good! Very good! If you can kill the enemy in one fell swoop today, I will let the entire West Moon District celebrate for you! "Dark Night seemed to appreciate Mohaxiu very much, and he was full of praise.

These words sounded like they were encouraging the juniors and were proud of them, but Mo Xingnian felt that An Ye seemed to deliberately elevate Mo Haxiu to cause dissatisfaction among others.

There is a word called killing!

Sure enough, after An Ye finished speaking, all kinds of scrutinizing and probing eyes fell on Mohaxiu, and there were some jealous and resentful people among them.

If you want to be famous and be valued, you can go to the arena to fight with the masters of the Sea Clan by yourself!Why do you have to be jealous when someone else does something you can't do?

Mo Xingnian really didn't understand the thinking of these people, and he secretly made up his mind that if someone dared to do something behind the scenes, then he must let that person have no hands again!

For the dark night, Mohaxiu intuitively doesn't like it.

He has always believed that he is seeking his own government in his position, and An Ye, as the person in charge of the West Moon District, has always been inactive.

For such a person who occupies the latrine and does not shit, Mohaxiu has always disliked him.

After perfunctory dark night, Mohaxiu didn't bother to deal with other people, and went directly to the duel ring, waiting for Grusba's arrival.

There were also a lot of spectators from the Sea Clan, and they pointed at Mohaxiu with disdain and contempt in their eyes.

These human beings are really overwhelmed, and dare to challenge Mr. Grusba!

Do they think Lord Grusbar is that brainless trash of Logsbar?

Among the Sea Clan, Glusbah has soared all the way through his military exploits and has a very high reputation, so these Sea Clans came here to admire the heroic figure of Glusbad.

Since the duel had not yet started, the language of the Sea Clan from the other side of the duel stage made Mohaxiu's lips curl into a sneer.

It seems that Xing Nian's killing of Logsba did not attract the attention of the Sea Clan, so today, he let the Sea Clan see how the hero in his heart fell!

Under the expectant eyes of the Sea Clan spectators, Grusba finally appeared.As soon as its figure appeared, it attracted the voices of the Sea Clan.

They stood up and shouted vigorously: "Sisska! Sisska!"

kill him!kill him!

Seeing the excited Sea Clan, Grusba seemed to be very excited too. He raised his thick arms and roared vigorously, "Hiss! Hiss!"

kill!kill!

The neat shouts of the Hai Clan echoed in the arena, deafening.

On the other hand, looking at the quiet human race, it seems a little embarrassing.

"How about we shout slogans too?" Pan Ziluo asked in a low voice.

Mo Xingnian glanced at him: "What are you shouting for? Mohaxiu must win, or should the human race come on?"

Must win, come on... Pan Ziluo struggled for a while and gave the answer: "Come on, shall we?"

"You should rest!" Mo Xingnian was very helpless.He actually really thought about it, and what was even more helpless was that he chose such an imposing slogan after thinking about it.

Seeing the disapproval in Mo Xingnian's eyes, Mao Yingfei decisively slapped Pan Ziluo on the back of the head: "Idiot! You should call Brother Xiu to win!"

Got it!Your IQ is not that high either!Mo Xingnian waved his hand, and said lazily, "Stop shouting slogans. If you shout, and the others don't follow you, how embarrassing are you two?"

Too.Looking at the middle-aged and elderly people sitting around, Pan Ziluo was really not sure that they would cooperate with him.

"Save your strength and wait until Xiu wins!" Mo Xingnian stared at the roaring Grusba with extremely cold eyes, "This is a duel of life and death, and it's not about loud voices! Besides, before dying, can you not allow me?" Do people call it two voices?"

(End of this chapter)