Chapter 18 Chapter Eighteen

In the quiet hall, everyone stared blankly at Mo Cheng, who was easily strangled by the black-robed man, and swallowed involuntarily. Ten minutes ago, they were still trying to rule the northeast of the Jia Ma Empire. The grand plan of the province is rough, but after more than ten minutes, even the little life was easily held in the palm of others. This kind of change, which is almost double heaven, really made everyone in the hall, There is a very unreal feeling. However, no matter how unreal the feeling is, the fact that appeared in front of you is quite cruel telling everyone that the famous elder of the Mo family in the northeastern province, Zimo, is about to become someone else's plaything at this time .

Listening to the cold words coming from under the black robe, everyone in the hall suddenly felt inexplicably happy. No matter what, if the Mo family really lost the pillar of Mo Cheng, then in the future, these small and medium-sized forces , it is able to take the opportunity to get rid of the control of the Mohist. Therefore, although there are many allies of the Mohist in the hall, there is still no one to help. "Your Excellency, please be merciful!" Just when the man in black seemed to be about to slap Mo Cheng to death with a slap in his hand, a shout suddenly resounded in the hall.

Hearing the shout, everyone in the hall followed the sound and turned their gazes, and finally stopped on Ge Ye who stood up, and their expressions changed slightly. Being watched by everyone, a wry smile appeared on Ge Ye's old face. To be honest, after seeing Mo Cheng's powerless end, he naturally didn't want to be such an early bird.But no matter what, it is well known that Yunlanzong is the backstage of the Mo family. If this mysterious black-robed man who doesn't know the details just wants to teach Mo Cheng a lesson, then Ge Ye will not come forward to stop him, but it can be seen from the current situation It looked like he was obviously planning to kill, and at this point, Ge Ye couldn't sit still. After all, if Demo Cheng was killed in front of him, he would probably have to be reprimanded when he returned to the Misty Cloud Sect in the future. Fan.

Ge Ye's shout did indeed make the black-robed man pause for a moment. He turned his head and glanced at Ge Ye on the high platform. On his left hand, a faint white flame kept jumping. Staring at Ge Ye for a while, the man in black turned his head again. Under the black robe, a pair of cold eyes fixed on the pale-faced Mo Cheng, and said coldly: "Hand over Qinglin!" "My... my lord, I really don't know what you're talking about," Mo Cheng said with his lips trembling after being pierced by that cold gaze. In the black robe, the figure visibly sighed and shook his head. His palms stood up abruptly, and white flames swirled around them, and then suddenly slashed up, just passing Mo Cheng's right arm, root to root.

Palmed, broken hand! The palm of the man in black was like a sharp blade, and he slashed across the base of Mo Cheng's arm without any hindrance. Suddenly, an arm fell off Mocheng's shoulder, and finally fell to the side, which was quite eye-catching. On the bright red carpet. When the arm was severed, there was no blood flowing out, and there was a scorched black mark. Obviously, the moment the black-robed man passed the palm, the blazing temperature contained in it had completely scorched those blood vessels. The sudden pain of breaking his arm caused De Mo Cheng's face to twist together suddenly. He looked extremely hideous and terrifying, and a shrill scream containing unconcealable pain came out from his mouth, making De Mo Cheng Everyone in the hall felt a chill in their hearts.

"So ruthless!" Looking tremblingly at the amputated arm on the ground, everyone swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and their faces were slightly pale. It was only a blink of an eye. It was life and death that became a cripple. This kind of gap made everyone feel like they were in a dream. Covering the broken arm with his palm, Mo Cheng's body trembled unceasingly, a flash of mad resentment flashed in his drooping eyes, and he roared in a low voice: "People of the Mo family, kill this bastard for me!" Hearing Mo Cheng's low growl, the Mohist disciples around all looked at each other in dismay. Although they were quite terrified in their hearts, under the lingering power of Mo Cheng before, they had no choice but to grit their teeth and roar with a fierce look on their faces. Charged towards Xiao Yan.

Ignoring the Mohist disciples who rushed over, the black-robed man still just looked at Mo Cheng indifferently, and those Mohist disciples who were rushing to within five meters of his body, after lifting their feet, a dark white layer of ice, strangely It spread out from the bottom of the feet, and finally wrapped the whole person into a popsicle that shone with pale light. In less than half a minute, more than a dozen lifelike ice sculptures appeared in the hall out of thin air. Immediately, the atmosphere in the hall became much quieter again, and an icy coldness lingered in the hall. , so that everyone dare not even vent their breath.

Looking at the dozen or so Mohist disciples who were frozen into ice sculptures without warning, Nalan Yanran and Ge Ye took a breath of air on the high platform. , so that they are really a little shocked. After a round of killing, leaving nearly a dozen ice sculptures behind, the group of Mohist disciples hurriedly backed away in panic. No matter how much Mo Cheng roared, they were too apprehensive to enter Xiao Yan's attack range again. "Pay? Or not?" Ignoring Mo Cheng's lunatic roar, the voice of the man in black was still young and calm, with that indifferent attitude, as if the killing before was not done by him.

"Who are you?" Panting violently, Mo Cheng raised his ferocious face, fixed his eyes on the inside of the black robe, and said hoarsely. "You're killing my little patience!" Mo Cheng's unruly temperament didn't make the man in black feel any admiration, and his low voice showed that his patience was about to be worn away. All impatient and cold. The palm of the hand slowly stood up again, forming the shape of a knife, slightly tilted, and the white flames rushed upwards. "If you kill me, that little girl will definitely be buried with you right away!" Looking at the slowly raised palm with narrowed eyes, Mo Cheng's face twitched rapidly, and after a while, he finally couldn't help hissing.

"So Qinglin is still alive!" Hearing Mo Cheng's hiss, the man in black breathed a sigh of relief, and murmured in his heart. "Let your Mo family who can speak come out and hand over the little girl you captured, otherwise, today, the Mo family will be washed with blood!" The man in black turned his head and whispered to the group of Mo family children. Although the tone of the man in black was rather flat, the Mohist disciples who had seen his ruthless attacks no longer dared to doubt the authenticity of his words. At that moment, one of them ran backwards and disappeared into the hall.

"It's useless. In this Mo family, no one dares to disobey my order!" Panting heavily, Mo Cheng twisted his neck, trying to break free from the palm that was tightly gripping his neck, but it didn't work at all. . "Say one more word, and I'll burn your tongue." The slender palm hovered back and forth in front of Mo Cheng's eyes, and the white flames covering it reflected a cold light in Mo Cheng's pupils. Let him swallow the words that are about to reach his mouth. Not long after that Mohist disciple disappeared. A large group of people rushed into the hall from outside in panic. After seeing the embarrassed Mo Cheng, their faces were all dull. None of them could have imagined that the Great Elder, who usually looks like a strong man, would actually will become like this. "My lord, Mo Lan, the Patriarch of the Mo family, I don't know where the Great Elder offended you?" A middle-aged man in a fine attire took two steps forward and said in a very polite voice. "Ten minutes later, I want to see the little girl named Qinglin captured by your Mo family, otherwise, there is no need for the Mo family to continue to exist." The terrifying aura made everyone in the hall full of horror. The man in black should stand in place, under the oppression of the majestic momentum, the ground under his feet unexpectedly spread with countless tiny cracks. "Douhuang powerhouse!" Nalan Yanran and Ge Ye, who had experienced this kind of aura more than once, looked at the cracks spreading out, their faces changed suddenly, and they lost their voices. The voices of the two, like thunder, slammed on the heads of everyone in the hall.At this moment, including the resentful Mo Cheng, he couldn't help but froze. He never thought that this mysterious black-robed man would be a Dou Huang powerhouse! Shivering under the terrifying aura with an earthy face, the Moh Patriarch named Mo Lan twitched the corner of his mouth rapidly: "Little girl? Could it be the one brought back by the Great Elder? Oh my god, this old thing Who did you offend? It turned out that the Douhuang powerhouse came to the door." "My lord, please wait a moment. I'll let you go here. Under the oppression of a Dou Huang powerhouse, Mo Lan is very straightforward. He knows that he and others have no qualifications at all, so he nodded immediately." . "Mo Lan, stop! Who will let you go?" Mo Cheng suddenly raised his head and shouted angrily. "Elder Elder, why did you put our Mo family in such a dangerous place for a little girl?" Mo Lan frowned when Mo Cheng stopped him, and said slightly angrily. Judging from his appearance, it seemed that he didn't know that Qinglin had the green snake The matter of the three pupils. "You know what a fart, that little girl, absolutely..." Mo Cheng grimaced, but before he could finish his drink, the man in black suddenly turned around, his toes filled with terrifying vigor, mixed with a sharp piercing wind With a loud sound, he was kicked fiercely on his stomach, and immediately, he swallowed the words that came to his mouth, and covered his stomach with his left hand, a mouthful of blood spurted out wildly, kneeling on the ground with his legs, rubbing them back and forth until It hit the thick pillars heavily, and just now it dispelled the terrifying energy. The man in black seemed to have reached the limit of his patience with Mo Cheng, who was as noisy as a fly. After kicking hard, his toes lightly tapped the ground, and his figure rushed towards the pale-faced Mo Cheng again like a ghost. , Senbai's flames condensed rapidly, obviously, this time he really planned to kill. "Your Excellency, please look at the thin face of my Misty Cloud Sect and let Mo Cheng go!" Sensing the awe-inspiring killing intent of the man in black, Ge Ye's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly shouted. The man in black seemed to have never heard of Ge Ye's shout. Seeing the man in black robe who didn't stop at all, Ge Ye's old face was slightly ugly. After pondering for a moment, he gritted his teeth fiercely, his body flashed down, and then rushed towards the man in black robe. "Go away!" Sensing Ge Ye rushing towards him, a cold shout came from under the black robe, his body suddenly spun strangely in mid-air, and then, like a ghostly shadow, passed Ge Ye shoulder to shoulder. When the two intersected each other, the palm of the man in black unceremoniously imprinted on the other's chest. Immediately, Ge Ye's face turned pale, and his body shot back violently like a kite that was unthreaded. During that staggering, a gust of wind slightly raised the black-robed man's cloak, a handsome face with half of his face exposed, happened to be somewhat blurred by Ge Ye's eyes, and suddenly, his body stiffened suddenly, his face full of shock.