Mo Xing looked at Mo Zhaojing's cold expression, paused, and said hesitantly: "Master, Nie Tian regards Mo Ruxi as his true love. If the latter really dies, I'm afraid Nie Tian will not give up easily."
"Huh?" Mo Zhaojing's face darkened and he said coldly: "Our Mo family is one of the four great aristocratic families, how can we still be afraid of the threat of a child with a yellow mouth?"
The muscles on Mo Xing's face trembled, and beads of sweat broke out on his forehead.
On the other hand, the elder of the outer sect, Mo Feng, suddenly came over and said: "The head of the family, the great elder, this son of Nie Tian has endless potential and must be guarded against. Two years ago, Young Master Mo Yu and I first arrived in Moyang City. At that time, Nie Tian only had Yuanling realm strength and was completely worth mentioning."
"But now, in less than two years, his strength has been promoted to the Divine Wheel Realm. With this kind of talent, even if I search the entire Three Thousand Small Worlds, I'm afraid I won't be able to find another person. If he is allowed to grow any more, I'm afraid he will Become a big problem.”
Mo Feng had a sinister look on his face and felt a little regretful in his heart. If he had been so cruel and killed Nie Tian directly when he was in Moyang City, what would have happened today would have happened.
But it's too late to say anything now. Nie Tian has already gained great strength, and his status is even different from what it used to be. It's very difficult to kill him.
There is another reason why Mo Feng hopes Nie Tian will die soon, that is, Nie Tian knows his identity.
Once his identity is revealed, I am afraid that the Mo family will not tolerate him. So it would be better to get rid of Nie Tian as soon as possible.
"Mo Feng is right. Nie Tian's strength is weird, and there are so many forces behind him. If he doesn't get rid of him, he may become a serious problem." Mo Xing also said. He had fought against Nie Tian, and he understood the strength of the latter. Strong, it can be said to be weird and unpredictable.
"Mo Xing, based on your inference, does Mo Yu have a chance in a fight with Nie Tian?" Mo Zhaojing said solemnly with a gloomy face.
"This..." Mo Xing's eyes narrowed and he found it difficult to speak.
"It's okay to just say it." Mo Zhaojing's eyes flashed fiercely.
"Yes." Mo Xing nodded and said: "When we were at the martial arts meeting, Nie Tian attacked Mo Yu, and I struck him with a sword. The power of that sword was very strange. If I hadn't been on guard, I would have used all my strength. I'm afraid it will be difficult to handle it. Nie Tian's current strength is the third level of the Divine Wheel, but according to my observation, his real combat power is definitely above the seventh level of the Divine Wheel. Even if I want to kill him now, I have to use some means. .”
"This kid is so terrifying!" Mo Zhaojing's eyes narrowed with surprise on his face.
Nie Tian's strength indeed improved too quickly, far beyond Mo Zhaojing's expectations.
On the other hand, his strength is too weird to be speculated by ordinary warriors.
Mo Xing is the eighth level of the Divine Wheel, and he is only one step away from reaching the peak of the Divine Wheel. With his strength, it would be difficult to kill Nie Tian, which shows how terrifying Nie Tian is.
In the Divine Wheel Realm, each level is thousands of miles apart. Nie Tian is able to challenge the eighth level warriors of the Divine Wheel with the strength of the third level of the Divine Wheel. This talent is unparalleled.
If Nie Tian was promoted to the peak of the Divine Wheel, Mo Zhaojing was worried that he would not be able to match the former.
However, Mo Zhaojing had no idea that Mo Xing's estimate of Nie Tian's strength was somewhat off. Nie Tian's strength was much more than that.
At this time, Nie Tian was a little wary of the ninth level warriors of the Divine Wheel, but he was not afraid of other people fighting alone.
If Mo Xing and Nie Tian were to fight, the outcome would be hard to say.
Mo Zhaojing thought about it, and after a long time, a cold light flashed across his face, his eyes suddenly fixed on Mo Xing, and a strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Master, you..." Mo Xing was stared at by Mo Zhaojing until his scalp was numb, his forehead was dripping with sweat, and his tongue started to spin.
Mo Zhaojing had a cold look on his face, a smile on his lips, and said abruptly: "Elder Mo Xing, Nie Tian is already the biggest enemy of the Mo family. The head of our family cannot just sit back and watch him grow, but at the same time he cannot take action himself. So..."
"Master, I can kill him!" before Mo Zhaojing could finish speaking, Mo Xing hurriedly said, with an ominous premonition growing stronger and stronger in his heart.
Mo Zhaojing shook his head slightly, smiled and said: "Elder Mo Xing, you can't kill Nie Tian. He can only be killed by Mo Yu. For so many years, I have made you the great elder of the Mo family. Now, it is time for you to repay the family. ”
"Master, you...you want me to give Mo Yu..." Mo Xing suddenly thought of something, his eyes widened, and his face suddenly changed, turning as white as paper.
"Initiation!" Mo Feng thought of something and screamed.
"Yes!" Mo Zhaojing's voice rose a little higher, and he suddenly took a step forward, put a hand on Mo Xing's shoulder, and said with a faint smile: "Elder Mo Xing, don't worry, you have made a great contribution to the Mo family by giving Mo Yu initiation. The greatest contribution. For your lineage, I guarantee that they will stay in Xumi Lingdu forever. How about that?"
Initiation, the secret technique of Mohism! It means those with strong cultivation forcefully pass on their skills to those with weak cultivation.
This secret technique can only be used by people from the Mo family.
Because every warrior has different attributes of the energy and blood in his body, if he absorbs the energy or blood of other warriors, it will lead to disorder of the energy and blood in the body, which can range from going crazy to being possessed, or even causing death by explosion.
But the people of the Mo family are different. They have more or less Phoenix blood in their bodies, which ensures that their Yuanli attributes and blood attributes are similar.
But even so, initiation comes with a heavy price.
Mo Xing is the initiation for Mo Yu. The former's energy and blood will be exhausted and he will inevitably die. As a result, Mo Yu's foundation will be damaged and he will be unable to advance further.
But with Mo Xing's cultivation and initiation into Mo Yu, the latter's strength will be directly promoted to the ninth level of the Divine Wheel, and he is already the pinnacle figure in this three thousand small world. So even if the strength cannot grow in the future, it doesn't matter.
Mo Xing was stunned on the spot. He felt the slight force of Mo Zhaojing's big hand on his shoulder, and his heart sank. He already knew that he had to agree to this matter, or he had to agree if he didn't.
If he agrees, Mo Zhaojing may keep his lineage for the sake of his contribution to the Mo family. If he doesn't agree, not only will he die, but everyone in his lineage will also suffer.
Mo Zhaojing was cruel and ruthless, killing his clan members, which was nothing to him.
Mo Xing's intestines were filled with regret at this moment. If he had known that Mo Zhaojing would do this, why would he have saved Mo Yu from Nie Tian?
It’s really your own fault that you can’t survive, you’re trapped in a cocoon!
Mo Feng looked on in shock and felt lucky in his heart. Fortunately, his strength was low. Otherwise, he might have been forced by Mo Zhaojing to give Mo Yu the initiation.
Mo Zhaojing was so cruel that he could even kill Mo Xing, who had worked with him for many years.
"Home, head of the family. I promise." Mo Xing's heart was filled with despair, his expression was extremely painful, and he nodded feebly.
"Just agree." Mo Zhaojing smiled faintly, patted the other party's shoulder, and said, "Elder Mo Xing, you are worthy of my family master's cultivation. At the critical moment, you can make sacrifices for the family."
Mo Xing gritted his teeth and nodded, his face dripping with pain, and said: "I hope the head of the family will keep his promise. After my death, let my lineage stay in Xumi Lingdu forever."
"Of course." Mo Zhaojing smiled strangely, with an indifferent look on his face.
Mo Zhaojing thought very comprehensively when he asked Mo Xing to give Mo Yu the initiation.
As long as Mo Yu's strength reaches the ninth level of the Divine Wheel, he will not only be able to kill Nie Tian openly, but he will also be able to get the leader of the Xumi Martial Arts Association.
In this way, Mo Yu's reputation can be reversed, and he can legitimately succeed as the head of the family.
Mo Zhaojing made this move so well that he even admired himself.
