If Yang Yijian was before, he only had a shameless and despicable image.

Now, on top of shamelessness and despicability, there are two synonyms of viciousness and perversion.

After a pause, Xiao Mo's voice sounded again: "I really don't know, are you a brain-dead?"

If you're not a brain-dead. Now, the most important thing you should do is to worry about your life, not to snatch the so-called Innate Killing Sword!"

Speaking of this, the killing aura on Xiao Mo's body was undisguised.

His momentum was monstrous.

The body erupted with violent power, like a black hole, frantically swallowing the violent power.

An unimaginable general trend of heaven and earth burst out.

The heavens and the earth between heaven and earth, the power of the twenty-eight constellations, were mobilized, gathered out, and became surging.

Bursts of terrifying and unbelievable terrifying power were like the collapse of a mountain.

Even the surrounding void was shaken by a terrifying shock.

Xiao Mo stepped out.

The furious killing machines frantically converged, and finally crushed towards Yang Yijian like a surging river.

Yang Yijian, who was already dying, now his face was as pale as paper, and he had no breath in and out.

This is the rhythm of being crushed into slag alive by the terrifying momentum.

Suddenly, a figure shrouded in mist suddenly appeared, blocking in front of Yang Yijian.

His voice was a little deep: "Junior, in our Heavenly Desolate Building, we are so reckless, but it's a little, I don't know how thick the sky is!"

The brilliance dissipated, and the figure of the other party also appeared in front of everyone.

This is a middle-aged martial artist, and the momentum that permeates his body has definitely reached the realm of a true god.

Even, at the level of the true God, it is not so simple.

In everyone's sight, they could vaguely see the divine light circulating around him.

That kind of brilliance is revealed, but it is the subtlety condensed from the body of the true god powerhouse.

Three rays of brilliance, that is to say, the more he is at least the immortal martial artist of the seventh floor.

The Lord of the Waste?

Wrong!

The special status of Heavenly Desolate City.

The Lord of the Wasteland is at least a king, and even among the kings, he is a rare and strong man.

If it weren't for the desolate lord Situ Song.

Then his identity is about to come out.

Not bad!

This middle-aged man is the actual manager of Tianhuang Tower, that is, the chief supervisor Feng Yi.

At this time, Feng Yi's gaze seemed to glance at the Innate Killing Sword without a trace.

Then, his eyes fell on the dying Yang Yijian.

Yang Yijian was naturally not stupid, and he already understood that Feng Yi was covetous of the innate killing sword.

It's just that Xiao Mo's strength exploded just now, and the terrifying storm formed was really terrifying.

Yang Yijian had already experienced the feeling of being in hell once, and he definitely didn't want to experience it a second time.

"In the Heavenly Desolate Tower, it is absolutely forbidden to fight. Although, just now I wanted to help Yi Xiao, the director of the Tianhuang Building, suppress Xiao Mo.

However, hands-on is hands-on. I pleaded guilty. That innate killing sword is the inheritance of our Yang family.

Just like my gift of apology. ”

Yang Yijian is also very interesting.

An obvious smile flashed across Feng Yi's face.

At this point, even a fool knows it.

Now Feng Yi's appearance is to kill the sword congenitally.

After being affirmed by Yang Yijian, Feng Yi could see an obvious smile on his face.

It's just that when his gaze fell on Xiao Mo's body, it became cold.

The naked killing machine has also flashed in my heart.

Even if he was the great director of the Heavenly Desolate Building, Feng Yi was actually not qualified to set foot on the eighth floor.

However, he also knew very well what the eighth layer meant.

This is absolutely unprecedented. It is not a problem to become an emperor and an emperor in the future.

It stands to reason that at this time, befriending him is the best choice.

Previously, Feng Yi also thought so.

It's just that when the Innate Killing Sword appeared, Feng Yi's thoughts changed.

Capturing the Innate Killing Sword means that he has the potential to reach the Great Emperor realm.

Even if the Great Emperor realm is out of reach, at least he can become the existence of the peak of the God Emperor.

Obviously, he can achieve such a high level, why do he still hold stinky shoes and kneel and lick Xiao Mo?

"Xiao Mo's qualifications can become an emperor in the future, but now, he is a small ant who can be pinched to death at will.

Even if it's an innate killing sword, it's just possible for me to step on the pinnacle of the king. I'm going to kill him with all my heart. ”

In the blink of an eye, countless thoughts flashed in Feng Yi's heart.

"Xiao Mo, you have stepped on the eighth floor of the Heavenly Desolate Tower, and you do have an extraordinary identity. can have the qualifications to expel Yang Yijian.

Yi Xiao acted recklessly, ignoring the rules of the Heavenly Desolate Building, you killed him, I have nothing to say.

However, after killing Yi Xiao, the seventh floor of the Heavenly Desolate Building has been controlled by you, and what have you done?

You choose to continue your wanton killing.

If I hadn't appeared, Sun Liang, Yi Yang, and others, including Yang Yijian, would have been killed and robbed by you.

You have to give an explanation!

First of all, the Innate Killing Sword in your hand must also be handed over, it is not something that belongs to you!"

Feng Yi is strategizing, and everything is in the calculation.

His eyes fell on the Innate Killing Sword, and that greed could no longer be concealed.

It seems that after killing Xiao Mo, after seizing the innate killing sword, he is finally invincible.

The smile on his face became brighter and brighter.

"Old dog, your conspiracy and calculation can be described as Sima Zhao's heart, and everyone knows it.

Isn't it just that you want to snatch the Innate Killing Sword? What are you doing with so many famous halls?

That's right, all you rely on is that you are the great director of the Heavenly Desolate Tower. Now that the desolate master has retreated and cultivated, you have the final say here.

But have you forgotten one thing.

Although you are the great director of the Heavenly Desolate Building, you only have seven layers of tokens.

Your status as the Grand Supervisor allows you to control most of the rights of the Heavenly Desolate Tower. However, you don't even have the qualifications to be on my own footing and set foot on the eighth floor.

Now you want to reprimand me, do you have the qualifications?

Now, I'm going to use my ninth-layer authority to expel you from the Heavenly Desolate Tower!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone fell into a state of confusion.

The meanness of the big director Feng Yi is disdainful.

It's just that his strength is not comparable to ordinary martial artists.

Now, with the home advantage, Xiao Mo is like a dish on the chopping board, and there is nowhere to escape.

However, Xiao Mo's words not only freed him from the status of a dish that can be cooked by others.

At the same time, it also occupies a dominant position.

Hearing this, many warriors looked at each other.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! How could you rely on your qualifications to set foot on the ninth floor of the Heavenly Desolate Building!"

At this moment, Yang Yijian, who had turned into a mess of mud, had a terrifying look on his face and let out an unbelievable roar.