Under one person: Get the Beiming magic skill at the beginning

"Damn Lu's family! Let's do it together, try not to hurt her, Lu Jin is very tight to this granddaughter!"

"understood!"

The four members of the Wang family were separated and involved by the brothers and sisters of the Lu family.

And this is exactly their purpose, to help Mo Wen share the pressure at the cost of confronting the Wang family.

The Wang family didn't know this.

It never occurred to Wang that all his attention was now on Mo Wen.

"No one can protect you now!"

"Mo Wen!"

Looking at Wang Bing, whose eyes were dark and cold, walking towards him.

The corners of Mo Wen's mouth raised uncontrollably.

Then, it became brighter and brighter.

This 800-year spirit, I just accept it with a smile!

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Chapter 65 Beat Wang Bing violently and burst into tears on the spot!This is so unscientific!

"No one can protect you now, Mo Wen!"

"Even your eight subordinates are not my opponents!"

Wang Bing, whose body was exuding cold and black energy, walked over with a grim smile.

He is extremely happy now, because there are no people who hinder him.

He can play around unscrupulously, torturing the person in front of him that he hates, or even envies.

As for the eight people behind Mo Wen.

Wang didn't take it seriously at all, the 800-year-old spirit on his body was enough for him to look down on everyone in the younger generation!

When he went back, he begged the grandfather to give him the spirit.

Or ask the grandfather to find him an identical spirit.

In this way, he will be the real No.1 of the younger generation!

"This guy!"

Zhang De couldn't stand it anymore, and wanted to beat him as he clenched his fist.

"Humph, it's amazing to have a powerful spirit, who do you look down on?" Fu Rong turned the paper knife in her hand, staring at Wang Bing's vitals with sharp eyes, thinking about where to start cutting.

Just when everyone wanted to touch Wang together.

Mo Wen raised his hand and stopped them.

"Hall Master?" Several people looked at him suspiciously.

Mo Wen smiled, and looked at Wang Bing calmly: "You are wrong, Wang Bing, I only rely on myself and don't need anyone's cover. As for them, everyone is very precious to me."

"I don't think it's worth it if they get hurt a little bit."

Just kidding, with an 800-year spiritual upper body, how could he give up this kind of opponent to others.

No one can come!

But Fu Rong, Wu Jiulu, Zhang De and others were moved.

Even an old fritter like Gao Jianzhong couldn't help but feel turbulent.

In other alien sects, or alien organizations.

Which one doesn't let the subordinates go to charge first, the ruler, or those in power are all behind the scenes, and they will never step forward unless they have to.

But Mo Wen was uncharacteristically facing a powerful opponent.

Not only did they not intend to let them go first to wear down the opponent's physical strength, but they went on the field in person, taking risks with their own lives.

How can such a leader not be moved!

The major factions and scattered people who were watching the battle were also surprised.

"Unexpectedly, although this Mo Wen is a bit crazy, he is a nice person!"

"Crazy? Compared with Wang Bing, Mo Wen is simply humble. Look at Wang Bing's arrogant appearance!"

"It's a pity, if it wasn't for worrying about hurting the sect, I would have wanted to help."

"No way!"

Mo Wen's words made the spectators have a better impression of him, and they hated Wang even more.

"Bastard! When I break your leg, I'll see how crazy you are!"

Wang Bing's wolf face has dilated nostrils and is full of anger.

Kicking off the ground, he suddenly rushed towards Mo Wen!

But he had just rushed forward for less than two meters, when the wolf pupils shrank suddenly, and a palm came into view.

Wang didn't just have time to put his arms in front of his face.

A huge force came from the arm, pressing his upper body directly into the ground.

boom!

Click!

Everyone clearly felt that the ground under their feet trembled slightly.

Everyone opened their mouths wide and stared blankly at the scene in front of them.

Mo Wen was half squatting, with one hand pressed on Wang Bing's arms, and Wang Bing looked ferocious, with trembling hands, struggling to support himself.

The entire back was stuck to the ground, and spider web-like cracks spread around it.

Compared with the powerful posture of Wang Bing killing all directions and easily eliminating Feng Shayan and Feng Xingtong just now, they are completely different people.

"No...impossible!"

Wang Bin couldn't believe it, but the huge pressure on his face from the arm told him that it was true.

"In the end, it was the 800-year-old elves who survived."

Mo Wen frowned slightly, with a playful smile on his face, "What about this?"

Suddenly, the veins in his arm popped.

Wang Bin suddenly felt the pressure of an unrivaled force.

Boom!

A dull voice came, Wang Bing put his arms against his face, and pressed the back of his head directly into the ground.

"Fuck!"

Lu Wen couldn't help but exclaimed.

Others were also stunned by this scene.

Good guy.

Wang Bing, who had been possessed by a spirit for 800 years, easily defeated Wang Bing, one of the top ten, Feng Zhenghao's two children.

There was no way to fight back in front of Mo Wen!

"I said... Palace Master Mo is a bit too strong!?" Zhang Gen opened his mouth and took a long time to retract it.

But he found that other people's faces were serious.

"What's wrong with you?" Zhang Gen wondered.

Gao Jianzhong looked amazed, but his tone was dignified: "The hall master is very powerful, but the 800-year-old spirit is not a joke."

"Yes, the king probably didn't expect the hall master to be so strong. After he reacts, it will not be so easy for the hall master to gain the upper hand." Fu Rong stared at the two of them and said softly.

"Anyway, once the Palace Master needs support, I will go directly!"

Zhang De snorted coldly, always ready.

really.

In the next second, Wang Bing, who was pressed by Mo Wen with one hand, erupted from his body with a large mass of black energy, pushing back the palm that was pressing on his face little by little.

"Damn...guy!"

"Sure enough, one hand can't hold you down." Mo Wen looked at the hand that pushed back, without any surprise.

The 800-year-old spirit can almost be called a demon.

Extremely powerful.

That is to say, the king is not too useless to display the strength of the wolf spirit at all, otherwise Mo Wen would not have suppressed him so easily.

However, for Mo Wen, it was enough to suppress the opponent.

Because what he is best at is taking advantage of others' dangers, not chasing after them.

When Wang Bing was about to push his hand out for a distance, Mo Wen instantly retracted his strength, and at the same time slapped him back.

Snapped! ! !

The crisp sound resounded throughout the council hall.

Directly slapping Wang Bing made him dizzy, but what made Wang Bing even more concerned was that he was actually slapped in the face!

"You T..."

Snapped! ! !

Before Wang Bing could swear, Mo Wen slapped him again. The force contained in this blow was even stronger, directly knocking out Wang Bing's teeth.

Then, he crossed his hands, and slapped Wang Bing on the face with the palm of Baihong one after another.

"Fuck..."