After Elder Mo Tian appeared, Luo Jiuyou, squinting his eyes, he was in an extremely happy mood, staring at Li Changkong, observing Li Changkong's reaction.

He wanted to see the look of horror and despair on Li Changkong's face, and only when he saw Li Changkong's panicked and helpless appearance would he get the greatest satisfaction!

However, the next moment, the smile on his face froze, and there was a hint of suspicion in his eyes, at this moment, Li Changkong, when he saw Elder Mo Tian appear, was still calm and calm, talking and laughing, as if he didn't realize that the danger was coming.

"What's going on? Doesn't he know that Elder Mo Tian hates him to the bone and vows to kill him?"

Luo Jiuyou's face was lost, this was not what he wanted to see.

"Li Changkong, don't think that your identity as the Holy Son of Dancheng can save your life, today, you are destined to not be able to leave this place alive!"

Soon, Luo Jiuyou drank violently again, he just wanted to break Li Changkong's psychological defense, wanted this peerless Tianjiao, show his gaffe side, and then was sneered at by everyone.

"Luo Jiuyou, what are you?"

Li Changkong raised his eyebrows, his eyes were full of disdain, and he sneered: "I'm going to kill you, it's just a matter of a snap of your fingers, don't try to provoke me, otherwise, you will regret it!"

When the words fell, the people present were all stunned, at such a juncture, this guy was still so calm, and even spoke wildly in front of Mo Tian!

Even Mo Tian couldn't help but be stunned at the moment, under his rolling murderous aura, Li Changkong was unaware, he didn't seem to feel the slightest pressure, and his face was relaxed.

Where did this come from, daring to speak wildly in front of him?

He couldn't believe it, his eyes were suspicious, and he looked around, could it be that the other party came prepared?

"You don't have to look around, if you want to fight, I'll fight Li Changkong, and I'll accompany you to the end!"

Li Changkong's face was fearless, Mo Tian's hatred for him was too deep, and he was determined to eradicate this person.

Otherwise, he left the Southern Regions and went to the main continent of the God of War Continent, while Wan Xue, Yanchen, Lian'er and others were not strong enough to go to the main continent of the God of War Continent, leaving Mo Tian behind, which was equivalent to a great trouble.

"What a guts!"

"Since you are bent on death, then I will be Mo Tian and fulfill you!"

Above Mo Tian's body, the momentum was rolling and surging, and the ninefold cultivation of the Spirit Sea was fully revealed.

And at this moment, on his body, there was a powerful sword intent revealed, a blood-red sword light, rising into the sky, and the powerful sword momentum almost tore through this space.

It was Luo Jiuyou, who couldn't help but retreat again and again at this moment, feeling the fierce killing intent on Elder Mo Tian's body, as well as the sword intent that shook the heavens.

It was the bloody sword intent, with the bloody aura, extremely fierce, and the killing sword intent was similar to the same thing.

"Luo Jiuyou, you step aside, otherwise, if you fight for a while, my sword intent will hurt you!"

Mo Tian shouted in a deep voice.

Luo Jiuyou's face turned pale and he felt extremely embarrassed, but at this moment, he couldn't refute it at all, because Elder Mo Tian's sword intent was extremely powerful, even if it was the aftermath of the battle, he couldn't bear it.

"It's finally time to make a move!"

All around, many people's eyes flickered, and the look of anticipation in their eyes became more and more intense.

"You see, within a few moves, Mo Tian can kill Li Changkong?"

There were even more people who looked disdainful and said in a playful tone.

"Within twenty moves, Li Changkong will be defeated!"

As soon as these words came out, someone immediately answered, with a look of course on his face.

"Twenty moves,, you underestimate Elder Mo Tian too much, right?"

Someone scolded and grinned, and said with a smile: "Ten moves, Li Changkong can't stop Mo Tian's ten moves at all, and he will be defeated!"

"Three moves, three moves at most! You wait and see, within three moves, Li Changkong's head will fall to the ground. ”

A middle-aged man dressed in a scribe's robe, with a smile on his face, said softly.

"You guys, dare to underestimate Benlong's boss?"

Jiaolong jumped up in anger at these obviously sarcastic words, and was furious, eager to rush out immediately and fight with these people.

These guys, so shameless, actually threatened that the boss would lose within three moves?

Just kidding, it's the other way around, that's pretty much it!

"Damn, a dragon, also come here to show off your might?

Those who were rude before are now rude again, and their words are rude.

"It's okay, Li Changkong will die in a while, this dragon is an ownerless thing, we can take action, cut off the dragon meat, roast it to eat, presumably, it tastes very good." ”

The middle-aged scribe had an indifferent expression, he was the sect master of the Fengyun Sect, Zhou Hao, with the cultivation of the eightfold realm of the Spirit Sea, and among these people, his strength was second only to Mo Tian.

And the Fengyun Sect is also extremely powerful, although it is not as good as the top ten sects, but below the top ten sects, it is almost a first-class force.

Jiaolong was furious, and immediately wanted to rush out, and slapped this hateful guy to death with one claw, but the next moment, Li Changkong stopped this Jiaolong.

"Go aside, wait for me to move my muscles, and then you will make a move, it's not too late. ”

Li Changkong didn't take these people's words to heart, and said with a smile, but under his smile, there was a cold killing intent hidden.

"Hmph, I'll let you live a little longer!"

Jiaolong waved his claws and retreated to the side, although he was unwilling, but Li Changkong's words, it didn't dare not listen.

"Moving muscles and bones?Li Changkong, who do you think you are?"

Luo Jiuyou couldn't help but laugh out loud, this Li Changkong is really arrogant, he almost wants to go to heaven.

"Humph!"

Mo Tian snorted coldly, he couldn't hold it anymore, he shot straight out, and slapped it with a palm, and all of a sudden, the spiritual power was rolling, surging, revealing a strong strength.

Rolling spiritual power, like endless waves, overwhelmingly suppressed down!

Suddenly, the wind howled, and the wind and clouds were eclipsed.

This person's cultivation is incomparably powerful, and it is much stronger than the martial artists in the Death Sea, even Zhao Gongdao and other Spirit Sea Ninefold Peak Martial Artists are far inferior to Mo Tian.

And this is just Mo Tian's casual palm.

All around, all the strong people have their pupils shrunk, this Seventh Elder of the East Pole Sword Sect, the strength is simply terrifying, I am afraid, only the strong people of the Daotai realm can suppress this person.

But in the entire Southern Regions, how many Daotai powerhouses can there be?

Every Daotai realm powerhouse is a figure at the level of the sect master of the ten major sects, and if he stomps his feet, the entire Southern Regions will be shaken.

What's more, if you give this person a few more years, maybe this person can really be promoted to the Daotai realm and rank among the peak powerhouses in the Southern Regions!

"This son, he is dead, and he was killed in one move!"

The middle-aged scribe Zhou Hao was shocked by Mo Tian's strength and said with an oath!

(End of chapter)