"Your nephew needs discipline, and Mr. Mo is kind-hearted and wants to help you train him, so as not to embarrass you again in the future..."
"What's more, your uncle and nephew are both the same, dirty things, and they still know what face is? To be honest, Mo is a kind-hearted person. If it were anyone else, he would be dirty..."
Mo Juren was also firing on all cylinders, no matter what was difficult to hear, and his voice came out with spiritual power, which could be heard not only in the square, but also in the entire valley where the Shenbing Pavilion was located.
"You... are so angry with me!" No one has ever dared to insult him like this, and in front of hundreds of disciples below. If he doesn't teach him a lesson today, how will he see anyone in the future?
"My surname is Mo, you were the first to make trouble today and provoke me, so don't blame me for being ruthless..."
While speaking, his palm flipped again, and it turned out to be a black wooden box half a foot long. After opening it, four red, white, gold and green flying swords were revealed.
Seeing this, he suddenly waved his sleeves and robes, and immediately, four sword lights flew out at the same time. This was obviously a set of magic weapons. The four flying swords faintly formed some kind of formation. The sword energy was intertwined and went straight to the flying boat. And go.
"You two go back and keep an eye on those three people, leave the rest to me." Mo Juren said to the two people beside him, and in the next moment, he directly took up the Escape Light and flew forward.
"Senior, be careful." Qi Yunxiao knew in his heart that he could not be of much help. After a reminder, he took Feng Yue beside him and returned directly to the attic.
"You turn out to be an opportunistic person. I really think highly of you!"
In mid-air, Yang Wanshan couldn't help but be a little surprised when he saw Mo Juren not hiding, but charging directly towards him. Of course, more people still sneer.
No matter how fast you are, can it be faster than a magic weapon?
With a slight thought in his mind, the direction of the four flying swords suddenly changed, and they stopped in front of the opponent in an instant. Sen Han's sword light flickered, turning into a sword net and attacking the opponent without hesitation.
Mo Juren seemed to have expected it, but was not worried at all. Instead of slowing down, his escape speed suddenly accelerated. Golden light flashed in his hand, revealing a black-gold long stick as thick as an arm and a foot long, which he suddenly swept away at the incoming flying sword.
This stick is called the 'Ruyi Yao Golden Stick'. It was not bought at an auction, but was specially found in Tianxing City. Of course, it was not for himself, but for the Red Gold Ape.
The reason is naturally very simple. It is the Monkey King who he imitated. He had such thoughts after conquering the other party. However, it is naturally impossible to find a magical object like the Ruyi Golden Cudgel, so we can only find a substitute.
Therefore, the grade of this treasure is not high. The so-called Ruyi can only increase the length several times. In addition, the material is special. The main body uses the rare spiritual material Yaojin, and is mixed with a large amount of gold essence. , making it not only sturdy and durable, but also extremely heavy.
Apart from this, this treasure has no other functions. It can be regarded as a relatively pure melee rare treasure.
Even though it is such a single-function treasure, its price is not low. Because the materials used are too luxurious, its price is no worse than some high-grade magic weapons.
For a monk like Mo Juren who has a strong body, the Yaojin Rod is also suitable. The weight of several thousand kilograms is insignificant to him, but it may become a nightmare for the enemy.
At this moment, when the Yaojin stick was swung, it turned into a golden stick shadow and directly faced the incoming flying sword. A harsh metallic sound followed, and the flying sword body was directly knocked several dozen feet away.
Mo Juren seized the opportunity and kept waving his long stick while his figure flashed. In an instant, all four flying swords were pulled away, and the so-called sword formation was destroyed.
Yang Wanshan was dumbfounded. His Four Spirit Magic Sword was not an ordinary magic weapon. During the refining process, it was mixed with the essence of gold, silver, copper, and iron. It was indestructible. The sword formation formed could greatly condense the sword energy. Extremely sharp. Ordinary magic weapons will be damaged at the slightest touch, and even those made of poorer materials may be directly cut to pieces. This has always been one of his trump cards.
However, it was really unbelievable that it was easily cracked by the other party in such a barbaric way. The long golden stick was made of extraordinary material and was no weaker than his Four Spirit Sword.
This was acceptable, but what he couldn't understand was that the opponent had already rushed into the sword net before, and his body was in direct contact with the sword energy, but there was only a flash of golden light all over his body, and there was no damage at all?
Body refining monk?
He also knows a lot about such secret techniques, and some monks who pay attention to the physical body usually choose to practice it. However, in his opinion, even the strongest body-refining cultivator can't train his body to be comparable to a magic weapon, right?
Or is the other party wearing some kind of special protective treasure?
As he breathed, countless thoughts went through his mind.
However, he did not allow him to think too much at this moment. After the opponent knocked away the Four Spirit Magic Sword, he flew towards his direction again.
Yang Wanshan naturally would not stay still. The moment he flew back quickly, he directly recalled the black iron shield in mid-air and guarded it in front of him. At the same time, the Four Spirit Magic Sword also flew back.
This time he changed his approach. Instead of forming a sword formation, he started to attack continuously from different directions. He really wanted to see how strong the other party's body was. Could he face the constant attacks of flying swords without getting hurt?
As a result, a dramatic scene occurred on the square. Elder Yang, who was in the late stage of pill formation, was chased and dodged by Mo Juren, who was carrying a long golden stick. As for the shields and flying swords, although they also played a certain role in restraining them, they were negligible. The opponent was completely unscrupulous in their attack. Sometimes the flying swords even struck the body, but only a flash of golden light bounced away. It can't even break the skin.
Facing such an opponent who seemed to be indestructible, Yang Wanshan felt extremely headache. His magic weapon was completely restrained and was of no use at all. And he himself was far behind in terms of physical fitness. Wherever he dared to let the opponent get close, he would have to keep dodging in the end.
In the square below, hundreds of disciples in the sect were stunned.
At this time, many people have recognized Mo Juren's identity, and everyone is also very interested in this famous Mo Louzhu. They even know about the fact that Mo Juren traveled alone to look for opportunities to form pills.
Now it seems that the other party has obviously succeeded. However, this success was a bit too much. His cultivation in the early stage of pill formation actually suppressed Yang Wanshan in the late stage of pill formation.
Lord Mo, are you going to heaven?
"Yang Wanshan, don't you feel embarrassed if you have the guts to have a fight with Mo and run around like a dog..."
"You, an old and immortal creature, actually dared to distract me from Tianhua Tower, and even instigated Yang Xiong to set up a trap to frame Mo's subordinates. Don't you think it's shameful to use such despicable tactics..."
"If you are short of spiritual stones, you can just say it. Mo is just feeding the dogs. It's okay to give you some charity, but he wants to steal it. Is this an inherent tradition of your Yang family..."
"..."
If the opponent didn't respond, Mo Juren had no choice but to pursue him while constantly sarcastic and insulting. At the same time, everyone in the square below understood the cause and effect of the matter.
"It turns out that Elder Yang was plotting against Tianhua Tower and setting up a trap to frame his subordinates. No wonder Lord Mo Tower was furious. No one else could bear it..."
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"I thought that the Yang family's Nascent Soul stage family was so noble, but now it seems that it is nothing more than that. It is normal for at least one or two scum to appear..."
"Lord Mo is really tough. He actually knocked on the door without caring about the Nascent Soul Stage cultivator behind him..."
"What are you afraid of? Master Mo is the son-in-law of the Han family, and the ancestor of the Han family is also in the Nascent Soul stage, so he is still afraid that he will not succeed in the Yang family..."
"..."
"Shut up enough..." Whether it was Mo Juren's insults or the endless discussions below, they all reached Yang Wanshan's ears without reservation.
At this time, he was both angry and angry. This person named Mo is really sinister. If he makes such a noise, his reputation will be completely ruined, and even his family will be affected.
When I return to the Yang family in the future, how I will face my clan members will definitely be blamed even by my ancestors.
Damn it! Mo Juren is really damned like this. His plan to plot Tianhua Tower has not even started yet, and the other party has suffered no losses. Yet he is really damnedable for doing it so well.
After thinking for a while, he seemed to have made up his mind. Suddenly a blue light flashed in his hand, and an ancient scroll about a foot long appeared.
Without any hesitation, he unfolded it immediately, and in an instant, lightning flashed, revealing a mysterious picture of a thunderstorm, with dark clouds and thunder and lightning, which was lifelike.
Without any hesitation, he immediately began to recite the ancient mantra, and the next moment, he threw it directly backward. The scroll grew in the wind, and in an instant it became more than ten feet long and wide, hovering just above Mo Juren's head.
Before he could react, the dark clouds above the picture scroll spread out and swept downwards.
Mo Juren's expression was slightly condensed. Needless to say, this must be some kind of ancient treasure, or an imitation of it. In short, from the amazing spiritual power emanating, it can be determined that its power is definitely not low.
His body shape changed rapidly, trying to escape from Gu Tu's envelope.
Unexpectedly, a bolt of thunder and lightning suddenly struck down, blocking his way. The next moment, one after another thunder and lightning appeared from different directions, bombarding him continuously, leaving him overwhelmed.
At the same time, a huge lightning beam with a diameter of several feet suddenly appeared in a certain direction.
Immediately afterwards, the second, third, and eighth lightning beams emerged one after another, forming an unknown lightning formation according to the directions of the Bagua.
All of this took a long time to say, but in fact it only took a blink of an eye. The moment the formation was formed, the surroundings were filled with electric light, like a world of thunder and lightning, completely trapping him in it.
"The Phantom Thunder Diagram is an imitation of the famous ancient treasure 'The Ten Thousand Thunder Universe Diagram'. Although it cannot directly contain a thunder and lightning domain like the 'Thousand Thunder Universe Diagram', it can lay out an 'Eight Directions Thunder Fantasy Array'" ', the enemy can also be trapped in it." In mid-air, Yang Wanshan, who had stopped, looked at the thunder and lightning phantom array ahead with a sneer, feeling extremely happy in his heart.
Aren't you physically strong? Aren't you running around after me? So what, I'm not trapped now.
Although this phantom thunder map contains only ordinary thunder and lightning, it cannot contain the legendary 'thunder of annihilation' like the ancient treasure itself. However, its destructive power cannot be underestimated, and it is far beyond what a monk in the early stage of forming a pill can contend with.
Of course, he couldn't really kill him. After all, he is a monk from the same sect, and he is also a treasure valued by countless high-level officials in the branch sect. If he really takes the other person's life, he may not be able to explain it.
However, not being able to kill does not mean that he cannot be taught a lesson, at least he must be seriously injured to leave a deep impression on him, knowing that not everyone in the Yang family can be humiliated.
Not just the other party, but others as well. At this moment, the square below instantly became silent. Everyone looked at the thunder and lightning array in the sky with solemn expressions, and there was a trace of panic in their eyes.
"Be merciful..." But at this moment, a deep voice suddenly came, interrupting Yang Wanshan's thoughts. Turning his head to look, he saw two rays of light, one green and one white, approaching from far away and flying close in the blink of an eye.
"Wang Chengfeng, Gu Xing!" Seeing the two figures flying towards him, Yang Wanshan couldn't help but narrow his eyes.
These two people are the other two elders of Shenbing Pavilion, and their cultivation levels are in the middle stage of pill formation. In addition, the two of them are also the heads of the Wang family and the Gu family among the five major families in the Spirit Beast Mountain branch.
"Fellow Daoist Yang, can you be merciful and let Friend Mo go for once?" The person who spoke was Wang Chengfeng, Wang Ping's grandfather. I was sitting around in the family with Elder Gu, when I suddenly received a message from a certain disciple and learned that Mo Juren had successfully formed the elixir. This was originally a great joy, but I never thought that the other party would be so impulsive that he went to the Shenbing Pavilion and started a conflict with Yang Wanshan.
That was a genuine late-stage pill-forming powerhouse, and there was a Nascent Soul Ancestor behind him. How could he be provoked by a monk who was new to pill-forming?
Of course, with the Han family and the support of the Chiling Ancestor, there is no need to worry about the Yang family bullying the small ones. The key is that the realms of the two sides are very different, and their strength is naturally very different. Just coming to your door like this is no different from seeking death.
Sure enough, even though the two of them hurriedly rushed, they were still a step too late, and the other party was already trapped in the lightning formation. Such a majestic magic circle is not simple at first glance. If it is not released quickly, it may be destroyed.
"This person is unreasonable and insults my family with filthy words. If I don't teach him a lesson, how will the world view me? How will the world view my Yang family?" Yang Wanshan snorted coldly, obviously not planning to release him immediately.
"Even so, you can't be so ruthless. The power of this formation is so terrifying. If you are not careful, your life will be in danger. At that time, how will fellow Taoist explain to the Chiling Patriarch and how to explain to the Han family?" Wang Chengfeng obviously said Somewhat anxious, there was an undisguised threat in his words.
"Don't worry, fellow Taoists, Yang can still grasp this point of propriety. It won't cost him his life. He just needs to be taught a little lesson to prevent him from thinking that he has broken through the pill-forming stage and will not know what the world is and what trouble he will cause in the future."
Wang Chengfeng's words were still very weighty. After listening to them, Yang Wanshan couldn't help but feel a shiver in his heart.
The status of this person named Mo is really not low in the branch sect. There are more than one Nascent Soul Stage monks supporting him, so he really can't be careless.
However, it's not okay to let him let go. He was humiliated in front of so many people just now. He must be taught a lesson and regain the lost face.
