Canghai City, Xicheng District.
One of the six major earth tribes in Canghai, in front of the He family manor.
"boom!"
"Boom."
There was a muffled sound.
The two warriors from the He family were blown away and hit the floor in the front yard of the manor heavily, with blood spilling from the corners of their mouths.
A group of warriors in front of the door walked in from the outside.
The leader was a middle-aged man who looked to be in his early forties.
He has short hair, small eyes, and a short stature, but is very strong. He strode into the courtyard with a sneer on his face.
Behind the man, a group of powerful warriors followed.
Almost at the same time.
In He's home, He Zhiyao quickly rushed out with a group of He's warriors, and frowned when he saw the visitor.
"Master Mo." He Zhiyao's eyes focused.
Canghai Mojia.
They both belong to one of the six major earth clans. Although they have little contact with the He family, they have always been in harmony with each other over the years.
"Hey, little niece, it's none of your business. Let Mr. He come out and talk to Mo about something." Patriarch Mo chuckled.
He Zhiyao took a step forward, unwilling to be outdone.
"Master Mo, you led some people to injure my He family and barged into my He family. It doesn't look like you were talking about something."
Since the death of the previous Canghai King Tu Hong.
Nowadays, all matters of the He family, big and small, have been handed over to He Zhiyao. She is now the head of the He family.
The words fell.
The masters of the He family martial arts took a step forward at the same time.
His sharp eyes were fixed on the people of the Mo family in front, ready to take action at any time.
"That old guy He Yuanzhu is getting more and more cowardly as he gets older. He doesn't dare to come out. Let a junior come forward. You are not qualified to talk to Mo."
"Hand over the Long family's baby, or the He family will be destroyed."
Patriarch Mo's voice became a little deeper.
The momentum all over the body was shaken, and the Huajing Sect
The oppressive feeling at the peak of the division swept over him.
He Zhiyao's face was solemn and she did not back down even a step: "This junior doesn't quite understand what Patriarch Mo means."
As soon as she finished speaking, she felt an unspeakable pressure coming over her.
Patriarch Mo snorted coldly.
"snort!"
"not understand?"
"Today, Mo, I will make it clear to you." The momentum around Mo Family Master exploded, and without any nonsense words, he stepped forward sideways.
It was so fast that it rushed straight towards the person in front.
This scene shocked the He family deeply.
Breaking into the He family without permission and injuring two servants, this matter can still be discussed, but the head of the Mo family directly attacked He Zhiyao. This was to start a war with the He family!
The He family's eyes narrowed, and the aura around the warriors exploded at the same time. The He family did not cause trouble, but they were not afraid of trouble. If they were bullied, they would not be worthy of the name of a martial arts family if they did not resist.
"No hands allowed."
He Zhiyao raised his hand to signal.
The He family was stunned for a moment, and the next moment they saw people coming forward.
The figures of the two family heads have collided with each other.
"boom!"
"..."
He Zhiyao's body skills were fierce, and the sword in his hand fell, causing a roar, and the aura erupting from his body reached the peak of transformation.
The two figures collided with each other with several moves, but neither side took advantage.
The counter-shock air flow swept across, and they took a few steps back one after another.
"Huh?"
"This girl from the He family has made such rapid progress!" The head of the Mo family was secretly shocked. Among the three younger generations of the martial arts family, the only one who could reach the realm of transformation master was the one in front of him.
His son Mo Cai, the genius of this generation of the Mo family, has only barely stepped into the ranks of martial arts masters.
In comparison, the difference is too far.
"This girl cannot be kept." The head of the Mo family said
His expression was gloomy, and there was murderous intent in his eyes.
"call!"
"Howling..."
The next moment, the momentum around him rose again.
Rush forward.
He Zhiyao never backed down. Grandpa handed the He family into her hands, and now she deserves to be the head of the family.
Heading forward, his body roared.
The two were of equal strength, and they still couldn't tell the difference even after the collision.
The majestic force swept across, the floor of the front yard cracked, and the smoke and dust in front covered the sight of the two families.
"Little niece, you are seeking death on your own, no wonder Mo." The killing intent in Patriarch Mo's eyes grew stronger, and when he raised his hand, a black chain appeared in his hand.
A cold air swept across.
The air around him seemed to freeze, and the temperature dropped a few points.
"This is?"
"..."
He Zhiyao's eyes trembled, and he felt that the power in his body was suppressed, his body movements were also stagnant, and the threat of death swept through his mind.
Before she could react, the chain was swung over like a black whip.
At the critical moment!
"stop!"
"Mo Yan, do you think I am dead?"
There was an angry shout in the garden.
He Yuanzhu, the old man of the He family, rushed out in a flash. He was also a peak transformation master, but his momentum was obviously stronger than the two in front.
Among the six major earth clans in Canghai, the old man’s heritage cannot be underestimated.
Mr. He stood in the front, his spiritual power running to the extreme, and he suddenly flicked his sleeves to block the attack of the people in front.
"boom!"
"Bangdang..."
The sound of the crash echoed.
Patriarch Mo took a few steps back. After stabilizing his figure, he raised his head and looked forward with disdain on his face.
In comparison.
Mr. He was obviously at a disadvantage. He took dozens of steps back. With the help of He Zhiyao, he managed to stabilize his expression.
Slightly pale.
"Grandpa, are you okay?" He Zhiyao looked worried.
Everyone in the He family also stepped forward at the same time, staring at the people in the Mo family in front. The faces of the He family became more and more angry.
"Grandpa is fine."
"Xiaoyao, be careful of that chain."
Mr. He frowned.
In terms of hard power, he can completely suppress the people in front of him, but the weapon in Mo Yan's hand is extremely weird and can actually swallow other people's spiritual power.
This kind of weapon surpassed He Yuanzhu's cognition. With just one collision, he could already feel the force coming out of him.
He Zhiyao nodded, his eyes showing caution.
Mr. He took a deep breath, calmed his mind, and motioned for the He family's head to stand behind, while he took a step forward.
"Master Mo, you should know that my He family once sold a medicinal plant to the Great Yan Dragon King. My granddaughter and the Great Yan Dragon King are good friends."
"Is that old guy from the Mo family confused? Who gave you the courage to act wild in front of me?"
Mr. He was full of momentum and stared at the people in front of him.
The current King of Canghai is Tu Hui of the Tu family, but anyone with some strength in the martial arts family knows clearly who is at the helm of Canghai.
That person is definitely not someone they are qualified to provoke.
"Ha, that's ridiculous."
"As far as Mo knows, the relationship between your He family and the Great Flame Dragon King is just like that." The head of the Mo family chuckled lightly and glanced at the people in front of him.
Mr. He looked ugly.
Looking back at the original transaction of medicinal materials, the He family drove the Great Yan Dragon King out, and He Yuanzhu regretted it.
If only I had listened to Yao'er from the beginning.
Now his He family will definitely be like the Gao family, no one in Canghai dares to mess with them.
"snort!"
"Old man, I'm not afraid to tell you that today is the Great Flame Dragon King
Here, he must hand over the people our Mo family wants honestly. Patriarch Mo snorted coldly, his momentum like a rainbow.
