In the city, there was a scream, and an approaching figure flew over. He was ten kilometers away from the North Gate, but within five minutes, he flew over.

As soon as the person came in white, his hair was white, but he was an old dragon.

This person is no other than Jiang Pingzhou, the master of the medical sect. The North Gate has been guarded by the medical sect. When something happened at the gate, he rushed over the first time.

"Do not ask! You little beast, you really don't need any effort to break through the iron shoes and find nowhere. Since you are running to die, then leave me forever."

Jiang Pingzhou originally thought that some bold people would make trouble at the Beicheng Gate, or the rest of Wu Nianmen came to make trouble. But he never imagined that it was Mo Wen who appeared in Wu Nian City.

In fact, after coming out of the Qinzi Beast Cave, they united the major forces in the ancient ancient realm to search for the whereabouts of Mo Wen, and even arrested all the people who did n’t think of the door, releasing news threatening Mo Wen, but a week In the past, there is no useful news, many people are wondering, Mo asked if he has escaped from the ancient secret realm.

When everyone lost their patience, Mo asked but came to the door.

"Jiang Pingzhou."

Mo Wen stood on the city wall, carrying his hands, his eyes narrowed, and looked at Jiang Pingzhou's gaze with a dangerous breath.

"Little beast, I originally thought you gave up the Wu Nian Men, and you didn't expect you to come to die. It's really affectionate, but unfortunately, you foolish people are doomed to die."

Mo asked what came to Wuwu City, except for the purpose of Wuxiang Gate. Originally, they all believed that Mo Wen wouldn't come to take risks for Wumin, and would have escaped long ago, and some even commented. Mo asked if this person was cruel and decisive, but a very dangerous person. The future will inevitably become a threat to the sects.

"I will die, I don't know; but I know. You must not survive today." Mo asked faintly.

"I know you are strong, but in this city, there are many people who are stronger than you. Do you really think you are invincible?"

Jiang Pingzhou sneered, a finger flicked, and a purple information bomb flew into the air. This message bomb is the highest color of communication. It will be launched only when Mo Wen is asked. In a few moments, there are a lot of strong people feel. When the time comes, Mo Wen will definitely be difficult to fly.

In fact, as soon as he appeared at the North Gate, he found something was wrong. The cold air released from Mo Wen was terrible, even if he could not bear it. He knew before that Mo Wen was very strong, but this time, Mo Wen was obviously stronger.

But he was not afraid, without thinking about the city. Some are strong. He is not Mo Wen's opponent, but someone will always be Mo Wen's opponent.

"Master Mo, please run quickly. There are indeed masters in the city of Wu Nian, and many peerless powerhouses in the world are gathered in Wu Nian City. It can be said that the most ancient secret areas in Wu Nian City gather A strong force. "Zou Guangbo smiled bitterly. He lurked in Wu Nian City for many days and knew the situation of Wu Nian City very well.

When the strong men appeared in the hidden world for more than ten years or even decades, he realized that something big happened. Wu Nian Men was not saved. He didn't know what Mo asked did in the end, and he caused such a big shock.

"Really? Then come all. I won't have to find them one by one when they come."

Mo Wen looked at the purple fireworks above the sky, his eyes shone with cold light. The cold that emanated from his body converged at once, and the whole person was mediocre, like an ordinary person. Only his eyes are deep and silent, and who he occasionally looks at will inexplicably feel a mountain-like oppression.

He turned his head to look at Jiang Pingzhou, and said blankly: "Unfortunately, even if there are too many strong men in Wu Nian City, you can't wait for them to come."

"What do you want to do?"

Jiang Pingzhou was shocked, his body tense, and he looked at Mo Wen with dignified expression. Is he going to kill him before the strong players come?

"Do not ask, you are arrogantly ignorant of the heights and heights of the earth. You are indeed very simple, but I am afraid it is not so easy to kill me."

Later, Jiang Pingzhou sneered again. Mo asked was indeed very strong, even stronger than him. He had already taught in the underground palace. But to kill him would be too arrogant. He could be the master of the medical sect, and have been in the ancient secret world for hundreds of years. Is it possible for a teenager to kill easily.

"is it?"

Mo asked faintly, and then stretched out a hand and grabbed Jiang Pingzhou, a terrifying breath suddenly broke out from him, the coldness reached the peak in an instant, and a dark loft-sized palm suddenly appeared on top of Jiang Pingzhou's head. Over the sky.

Jiang Pingzhou's complexion changed, and he only felt a terrible coercion descend from the sky. The breath was enough to make his soul tremble, and his whole body trembles uncontrollably.

What a terrible breath.

He looked at Mo questioning incredulously. So strong! How can it be. How could he be so strong!

In the envelope of the dark hand, everything seems to be solidified, including space and time seem to be still at this moment. Jiang Pingzhou stood innocently. At this moment, he felt that his soul seemed to be separated from his body. He could no longer control his body, and he couldn't do it with a blink of an eye.

"I want to see, who dares to destroy Wu Nian Men, who can make you so confident."

Mo Wen waved his hand, a black gas rolled up, and Zou Guangbo, who was already stunned. The black light flashed, and the person appeared one kilometer away. After a few flashing times, he appeared in the city in the center of Wu Nian City. This is the headquarters of Wu Nian Men and the foundation of Wu Nian Men.

The huge dark hand, clinging to Jiang Pingzhou, followed Mo Wen all the way. Jiang Pingzhou's eyes were stiff, and besides thinking, his eyes could not turn.

Wu Nian Men, a dozen square pillars stood on the central square in front of the Nian Xin Hall. On each pillar, there was a cross, and on each cross, there was a prisoner.

Including the patriarch Chen Wuhui, deputy patriarch Chen Zikuang, all elders and important doormen of Wunian Gate, all stared at the cross, and the stone pillars surrounded the central square and formed a semicircle.

In front of the stone pillar, there is a temporary scaffold set up. On the scaffold, there are dozens of warriors wearing Wuminmen costumes. He is wearing shackles, wearing shackles on his feet, and kneeling in a row.

In front of the platform, there is a high platform. At this time, there are a few warriors sitting on the high platform, and the head of the person is Jiang Jingtao, the master of the Bingbing Sect.

At this time, Jiang Jingtao was sneering at the prisoners below, and said blankly: "When you arrive at three o'clock in the afternoon, you will all become dead souls under the sword. Originally, you don't have to die, you don't need to break your house. Ask a person, all of you have to be buried for the scourge he has caused. Do you hate her so much that you will not let him go if you become a ghost? Haha ... "

Jiang Jingtao laughed terribly, his eyes full of resentment and coldness, and he wished to kill everyone in front of him with a knife.

Compared with before, Jiang Jingtao at this time was even colder, and his face was more fierce. It seemed that everyone owed him money. Just under the cold, his face also looked haggard, and the long hair of the temples became more white.

Jiang Jingtao's ruthlessness towards Mo Wen and Wu Nianmen could not be washed out by the water of the Three Rivers. Because when he returned to the Zhubingzong, he learned that the deputy patriarch Yan Tao died in the hands of Wu Nianmen and Mo Wen, and his son, who had been pinned on high hopes, was also abolished by Mo Wen.

At that moment, he almost went crazy. Jiang Gujian is his only son, the only bloodline, and his talents are excellent. At a young age, he will practice to the Jindan realm. In the future, it is likely to set foot on the peak of the ancient secret realm, the true peak warrior.

But such a promising future, he sent all his expected sons, was actually abolished by life, and became a crippled person who could only lie in bed and eat and die, how could he not be angry or mad.

If it were not for the Five Beast Sect and the Ziqi Pavilion to stop him, he would have shoveled the Wu Nian door long ago, killing all of them, leaving the dogs up and down.

Compared to Wu Nian Men, he hated Mo Wen more. If it weren't Mo Wen, Jiang Gujian wouldn't be crippled. If it weren't Mo Wen, there wouldn't be so many things happening. Without Mo Wen ’s participation, Wu Nianmen ’s strength, why should he kill his deputy patriarch.

Everything is because Mo asked the little beast.

Not only did he want to kill the people who did n’t want to, but they also tortured them and told them to hate him, but he hated even asking him to be a grudge.

The doorman who did not think about the door knelt on the scaffold with different emotions. There are stubborn and unyielding, there is fear and trembling, but more is resentment ...

In fact ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ After several days of instigation and indoctrination by Jiang Jingtao, most of the disciples of Wu Nian Men had complained about Mo Wen, thinking that Mo Wen was the one who caused them to end like this.

Unlike the high level of Wu Nian Men, ordinary disciples will not know who saved Wu Nian Men before and who saved Wu Nian Men's door-breaking crisis before. They only know that what happened now is because of who they are.

"Are you afraid? Fear? Resentment ... Yes, you really should hate to ask that little animal, that little animal destroys everything for you, and your wife is scattered, and life is better than death, haha ​​..."

"All nonsense."

A cold hum suddenly sounded on a stone pillar in the middle.

Jiang Jingtao's face became cold, his eyes narrowed slightly, his eyes crossed the scaffold, and he looked at the stone pillar in the middle. On that stone pillar, a ragged old man was imprisoned, with scars and blood stains all over his body, scattered hair, bruised face, weak breath, and obviously tortured by torture.

This person is no one else, it is Chen Wuhui, the suzerain of the no-minded door.

"Chen Laosheng is dead, and you are still talking hard. I'm curious. You concealed Mo Wen's whereabouts and watched your doormen die under the butcher's knife. What is your mood and mentality. Seniors have already said that as long as you tell Mo Qin's whereabouts, you will let go of your no-mind door. Why are you bothering? "(To be continued)