A powerful Yuan power burst out from Mo Xiongyang's body. He is worthy of being a powerful person in the Yuanzhe rank. It is indeed stronger than the Yuan power in the ordinary human body.?                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        

Zhang Wei smiled bitterly and sighed in a low voice: "It's too late to quit now!" He looked at Da Hei with strange eyes. This seemingly honest guy used such a trick, and actually tied his five people tightly to Ling Fei.

With Zhang Wei's calm and thoughtful personality, he was actually plotted by Da Hei. After thinking for a while, Zhang Wei always felt that he had thought about Da Hei far away. If it weren't Da Hei, who would it be?

Thinking in his heart, Zhang Wei moved his gaze to Ling Fei, who was lying on the venue, his heart trembled suddenly. Could it be Ling Fei? Did he have already decided to do this step and wait for him to take the bait? The more he thought about Zhang Wei, the more he was afraid. Although Ling Fei was not old, he was not young, and Zhang Wei suddenly felt inexplicably afraid of the small boy in front of him, and at the same time he secretly admired Ling Fei's scheming.

When Mo Xiongyang first came on stage, the audience began to talk about it. Is the head of the Mo family going to do it himself? He actually wants to attack the younger generation. The Mo family is really arrogant. Aren’t he afraid that the Ling clan will participate?

Da Hei looked at Mo Xiongyang with a cold face, not taking him seriously just because he was a Yuanzhe rank with other powerful people.

The energy in the body flowed, gradually condensed into his palms, and a layer of yellow light appeared in his body, surrounding him. His palms slowly clenched, making a crackling sound of bones. The shadow of the fist flashed, and the big black steel fist blasted at Mo Xiongyang's face.

Mo Xiongyang snorted coldly, and the primordial power in his body instantly surged out like a volcanic explosion, which made people unstoppable. A transparent light screen formed in front of him, which flashed with blue light from time to time, and the surface of the light screen had an primordial power surge.

Bang!

The big black steel fist seemed to hit the steel. Mo Xiongyang waved his arm, and a whirring sound of wind sounded in Da Black's ears, and then the palm print about a foot was about slapped hard on Da Black's chest.

With a muffled groan, Dahei was immediately knocked away. Perhaps because of the arrogance unique to the mutant monster, Dahei forced himself to stabilize his body, stood there, looking at Mo Xiongyang vigilantly.

The energy of the whole body was fluctuating and undulating. It was obvious that Dahei was seriously injured. The person in front of him was much stronger than Wang Tianrong, the head of the Wang family, and was also a strong man of the second primordial master.

Mo Xiongyang gained the upper hand with one move, but he did not take action again. This was his pride as a powerful Yuanzhe. Besides, there were so many people present to watch him, so it was difficult for him to take action again.

He just stood there and shouted to the surroundings: "The Mo family has dealt with these people for me, leaving no living." After that, black shadows rushed out of the crowd and stood on the warriors that had already become ruins.

There were thirty figures of people, all of whom were as powerful as the Second Duan Xuan King, and they were much stronger than the first ten. The Mo family was not very powerful.

At this moment, the Dahei's injuries had not fully recovered, and now they are even more seriously injured. Even if they are powerful, they will definitely not be able to stop them.

At this moment, an accident suddenly appeared, and a few cultivators came up from the field, with more than a dozen people, and their cultivation was between the Second Duanxuan King and the Third Duanxuan King.

Although they are very unfamiliar with the monks in the audience, they are very familiar with the big black and white disciples. When they were facing the black and white disciples in the forest, no one would be able to leave alive. In the end, Ling Fei helped them to leave alive.

Seeing these people coming, Dahei and others smiled, and it seemed that there was still hope to win.

As soon as these more than ten people came on stage, they stood in front of the Mo family and looked at each other with unkind faces, with a trace of hostility flashing in their eyes occasionally. It was obvious that these people were also "old men" who had been through the battlefield for a long time.

Seeing this, Mo Xiongyang said in a deep voice: "Everyone, what do you mean? Are you determined to be right with my Mo family?" Mo Xiongyang's face was naturally not very good-looking. The Mo family is one of the three major forces in Rixia City. It was first ignored by Zhang Wei and the five brothers, and now it was provoked by these monks. This made Mo Xiongyang's old face go where to put it.

When the monks heard this, they shook their heads and said, "We have no intention of going against your Mo family. Today they are just to repay the kindness of Young Master Ling Fei. I also hope that the Mo family leader can let them go."

Mo Xiongyang snorted, "Let him go! Humph, what if I say no?"

One of the monks clasped his fists and said, "Then forgive us for offending."

Mo Xiongyang's face turned blue and purple, and he said angrily: "Take it." When everyone in the Mo family heard this, they took out magic weapons and rushed towards the enemy cultivators.

For a moment, he fell into a melee again. The dust floated, and the swords and swords flashed from time to time, and the blue light shone everywhere.

Dahei exuded a breath of energy from his hands, dragged Ling Fei, who was lying down in the air, and moved away from the competition platform. He then walked towards the platform and killed someone from the Mo family.

There was a melee, and from a distance, it was a messy scene. The competition platform had long become a place of ruins, with dust flying, rolling like a long river. The scene on the platform was blocked by this choking dust.

There were many curious monks in the audience. They couldn't see the situation on the field and were anxious. If they hadn't had enough cultivation, they would have rushed to the stage and watched it one step closer.

The most worried about Ling Wei and his wife and Yang Yu'er are naturally not the same as the old housekeeper. Yang Yu'er looked at Ling Fei who was unconscious and kept crying. The monks on the side were filled with spring hearts and wished she could come forward and love her well.

Fortunately, they were not confused by the beauty, and they had just seen Da Hei's cruelty. How could they dare to attack Da Hei's young grandma?

The sound of bone-breaking, the sound of blood donation splashing, and the sound of cruel screams were mixed in the scene. Is this still the world? It is simply a hellish existence on earth.

Dahei was in great danger at this moment, and the blood on his body looked extremely ferocious. Zhang Wei and the other two had multiple scars on their bodies at this moment, and then there were only monks who helped. They were the least injured. Although they were here to help Ling Fei, the people they chose to oppose their enemies were of low cultivation.

Although Dahei and the others were not seriously injured, the other party was also seriously injured by them. Many scars were cautious, but there was no trace of fear in their eyes. They were originally dead soldiers who had been trained by the Mo family for many years and handed over their lives to the head of the Mo family.

After a long battle, both sides were exhausted, with heavy casualties on the field, and each suffered casualties. Dahei was covered in blood and was lying weakly on the ground. Seeing this, Mo Xiongyang sneered: "Why, where did the momentum just now go?"

While speaking, Mo Xiongyang kicked his right foot in the air, and a dazzling light actually appeared, hitting Da Hei's body, and immediately knocked him away. Da Hei felt pressure from a huge object of a thousand kilograms, and the sound of pain immediately came out of his mouth.

At the same time, Ling Fei's golden light lying in the distance flashed, and the Yuanli of Heaven and Earth rushed towards him, repairing his injuries.

Suddenly, Ling Fei seemed to be feeling, opened his two black eyes, his eyes were bright, and with a roar, the golden light on his body became extremely dazzling. The next moment, it disappeared into his body, adding a sense of majesty to him out of thin air.

Mo Xiongyang also showed signs of Ling Fei and noticed that he was a little different. He held his right hand into a claw shape. A Yuanli light ball about an inch wide quietly condensed and shot towards Ling Fei. In his opinion, although Ling Fei recovered from his injuries, he could not act after all, so he only used 50% of his strength.

When the light ball approached Ling Fei's body, Ling Fei suddenly stood up, like a human figure, with golden light flashing in his eyes, shooting out two golden light columns, breaking the light ball away.

He kept standing there quietly. After a long time, Ling Fei's body trembled slightly, as if he had recovered his mind. After looking at Da Hei who was falling to the ground, Ling Fei felt a little more apology.

Although Ling Fei was unconscious, he and Da Hei planted a blood contract, and he empathized with the injuries suffered by Da Hei. Looking back, if it weren't for the life-saving thing that Can Feng gave him, he would probably have died under the Jinggang crossbow and became one of the thousands of souls of the dead. Even Da Hei would have died with him.

Thinking of this, Ling Fei felt a little guilty inadvertently, and always felt a little sorry for Da Hei. After this matter was over, Ling Fei would definitely untie Da Hei's blood contract, so as not to implicate Da Hei.

Seeing Ling Fei wake up, Yang Yuer was shocked. Her beautiful pretty face showed a sincere smile. Her cherry mouth couldn't close and she ran towards Ling Fei ecstatically.

Ling Fei raised his left hand and exuded a gentle vitality to Yang Yu'er, gently pushed him away, and said, "Yu'er, wait for Ben Shao there, don't walk around, wait until Ben Shao solves the problem here."
Chapter completed!