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Almost everyone focused their eyes on the mysterious man in black robe who suddenly appeared at the same time, and their eyes showed fear and awe. That person was the mysterious master who had taken action by the Jiang family not long ago, and directly captured Wang Yinru, who had a fetal breathing realm.

In terms of cultivation, I am afraid that no one among the three major mountain systems can compare with that person, so it is not an exaggeration to be called the number one master.

Now, he appears again, just to deal with a teenager!

"That don't ask, it's much more than you."

Hu Qiongqi glanced at his father, picked the corner of his lips and said, knowing that there was a terrifying strong man in the Grand Sect, he broke into the mountain gate alone to save people. This courage and courage are beyond the reach of ordinary people.

He knew that his father still liked Wang Yinru, but that man Wang Yinru was robbed, but he didn't dare to say a word of nonsense and left the Dafang Sect in shame, as cowardly as ever.

"You think I dare not, I just don't want to drag down the family."

Hu Guiyuan tensed his face, clenched his fists slightly, but then put them down weakly, and a feeling of powerlessness surged in his heart. Even if he dared to fight against the Jiang family at all costs, what could it be? With the ancestor of the Jiang family, the Hu family could not be the opponent of the Jiang family.

Hu Qiongqi said nothing, no matter how much he said, it was just an excuse.

Compared to his father, he admired Mo Wen very much. If this kind of young man with blood and courage does not die prematurely, he will definitely achieve amazing achievements in the future.

The appearance of the Jiang family's black-robed ancestor made everything around him seem to be nervous. Every grass and tree seemed to contain murderous intent. Everyone held their breath and stared at the big square with their eyes.

"You are the old man from the Jiang family?"

Mo Wen looked at the mysterious man in black robe who appeared in front of him and stopped him from Jiang Quangui, and a bone-black light flashed in his eyes.

"You are indeed a rare genius."

The old ancestor of the Jiang family's voice was low and hoarse, like an old tree bark, a very ugly sound. He was not angry because of Mo Wen's disrespect. He just exuded a series of cold murderous intents, covering Mo Wen.

"The peak of fetal breathing!"

A hint of surprise flashed in Mo Wen's eyes, his eyes became much more serious. From the ancestor of the Jiang family, he actually felt the terrifying aura at the peak of fetal breath, which was almost the same as the head of the Changtian Sect he met back then.

The Jiang family actually has such a terrifying peerless strong man. An ancient martial artist with a peak fetal breath is enough to compare Dafang Sect with the top ten sects in the ancient martial arts world.

No wonder Wang Yinru fell into his hands. The gap between fetal breathing realms is too big. An ancient warrior in the middle stage of fetal breathing realm is far stronger than an early stage of fetal breathing. An ancient warrior in the middle stage of fetal breathing encounters a strong man at the peak of fetal breathing, and it is difficult for him to escape.

"You are so young, so powerful. If you don't get rid of you today, you will definitely cause a great disaster to the Jiang family in the future."

The ancestor of the Jiang family did not hesitate at all. He took action immediately, killing decisively, and a fierce murderous intent came to his face.

This son is less than twenty years old, but he can defeat Jiang Quangui with one move. His ability is so powerful that he travels through the bloody life of rebirth. He is shocked. In any case, he cannot let the young man go, otherwise it will inevitably be a disaster in the future.

The ancestor of the Jiang family made an instant move and appeared on Mo Wen's body in the blink of an eye. A dry claw stretched out from the black robe and grabbed Mo Wen's throat.

"Don't wait for the future, you will destroy your Jiang family today."

Mo Wen sneered. A terrifying aura also erupted from him. His cultivation level was at its highest, almost no matter how much fetal breath was in the late stage.

"What a big tone, I want to see how you destroy my Jiang family."

The terrifying aura swept wildly, causing the ancestors of the Jiang family to shrink their pupils, and their cultivation was almost comparable to the late stage of the fetal breathing realm. A young man actually had such a terrible cultivation. Could it be that he began to practice in his previous life and accumulate in his next life?

A serious look flashed in his eyes, realizing that it would be terrible to kill this young man.

A dazzling vajra lit up. The whole person instantly turned pure gold, like a golden arhat with copper and iron bones, almost undefeated battle body.

Facing a strong man with a peak fetal breathing, he was not afraid at all, and directly hit him and started a crazy fight.

Mo Wen's cultivation is already strong. After practicing the Nine Yang Divine Art, even if he does not activate the indestructible body of the Vajra, he will still have copper and iron bones, and ordinary swords will not be damaged. Now he has broken through to the fetal breathing realm and has made great progress in all aspects. Once he has culled with all his strength, he is as fierce as a human-shaped beast.

The two powerful men collided in an instant, and in an instant, the wind was howling, the wind swept away the clouds, and the terrifying waves of air continued to surge. There was almost no one standing in the huge square, because no one could withstand the aftermath of the strong men fighting.

Mo Wen stepped on the ground, and the flat granite ground suddenly made a muffled sound, and then the ground sank, terrifying black cracks spread around the center, extending more than ten meters like a spider web. The ground was trampled on by Mo Wen.

Then with the force of stepping, Mo Wen's body was like a cannonball, instantly jumping up and flew towards the Jiang family ancestor in the air, punching out with a dragon roar, and the momentum was shocked by the world, like a beast fighting.

The mysterious man in black robe was not inferior, and he directly collided with Mo Wen and struck his attack.

His cultivation is profound, far above Mo Wen. Although Mo Wen's golden body is very strange and intimidating, he doesn't take it seriously and fights him directly, trying to suppress Mo Wen with his strong cultivation.

The two of them fought from the air to the ground, and from the ground to the air. It seemed that a huge square was filled with their figures, and the movement speed was so fast that it was dazzling. Ancient warriors with lower cultivation could not see clearly at all, and could only barely see the illusory afterimages.

The huge square was in a mess, with large collapses on the flat ground, and cracks were shocking. The battle between the two destroyed a square. Not only that, the buildings closer to the square collapsed and turned into ruins.

Within a few hundred meters around the battlefield, almost no one dared to step in.

Outside the field, the spectators took a breath of air. The boy was so fierce that he could fight head-on with a peerless strong man with a peak fetal breathing, and he was not at all inferior.

During the battle, the Jiang family ancestor's expression became more and more serious. After a battle, he could not do anything to this young man, and could only maintain a even-match and could not take any advantage.

He was shocked. A young man was so powerful. He was at the peak of fetal breathing. Even if this young man had the cultivation level of the late stage of fetal breathing, he was one level away from him. He should not be able to enter the Tang Dynasty.

But at this time, the young man became more and more fierce as he fought, like an ungrateful ancient beast.

The face of the Jiang family ancestor was a little ugly. He didn't expect this young man to be so difficult. Although he is not inferior to the disadvantage now, his energy will definitely not be compared with Mo Wen. If this continues, he may lose to this young man.

After all, he is old and very old. In terms of energy, he is far from comparing with young people. It is not suitable to fight for a long time. At this time, Mo Wen is like a ferocious beast, full of energy and strong qi and blood, and seems to be exhausted. Fighting for three days and three nights is not a problem.

"Sure enough, heroes are young. If you grow up for a few more years, I will be afraid. Since you take the initiative to break into the Dafang Sect, you will be killed at any cost today."

The ancestor of the Jiang family was getting more and more shocked. This young man could not stay, nor could he stay, otherwise the Jiang family's hundreds of years of inheritance would be completely destroyed in the hands of this young man.

He stopped entangling with Mo Wen, and slapped it out with a palm, shocked Mo Wen slightly, immediately retreated and appeared in the air in a flash. With ordinary means, since he could not kill this young man, he could only fight to the death.

How could Mo Wen let him go? Almost the next moment, his figure flashed and chased after him again.

“Wheel printing.”

A green light flashed on the Jiang family ancestor, and his hands suddenly pinched a strange handprint, and a magnificent breath emanated from him. The treasure face was solemn, and it actually had a bit of sacred glory.

The green internal energy gathered in his palm. The next moment, a blue stone the size of a millstone appeared in front of him. The millstone slowly rotated, emitting green lights, covering Mo Wen, and then pressed down with a bang.

Mo Wen's eyebrows pounded, and a threatening throbbing rose from his heart. The strange bluestone millstone seemed to threaten him, giving him a very dangerous feeling.

He frowned. The Jiang family ancestor was obviously not performing generous martial arts, but like a powerful Buddhist martial arts, which was grand and shocking, and could actually threaten his immortal golden body.

Mo Wen did not dare to be negligent, and a long roar was like the roar of an ancient ferocious beast, opening up a gold-breaking stone. With the sound wave, it shook countless cracks on the ground. A ripples that looked like strength spread out from Mo Wen's body, instantly covering a large area.

In the distance, many of the ancient martial artists who were watching suddenly hugged their heads and squatted on the ground and screamed. Some ancient martial artists with lower cultivation were lying on the ground and rolling, as if they were in extreme pain, and kept making painful howls.

The strange roar seemed to have unparalleled lethality. A thousand meters away, they all had such terrifying lethality. In the blink of an eye, there were a large number of ancient warriors screaming in pain.

"What a terrifying sonic technique!"

A look of surprise flashed in the eyes of the graceful young woman of Yanxia Sect, and a powerful internal energy rose from her body, trying to block the pervasive sound waves from her body. Even so, her body was shaken with a burst of blood. The cliff where they were located was not far from the square, only more than 300 meters, so the sound waves were greatly affected.

"So scary!"

Ruan Feixia's face turned pale and then she returned to her bloody color. A flash of horror flashed in her eyes. Apart so far, the sound wave technique emitted by the boy could affect her. The boy was so terrible.

She just endured a little aftermath, not attacking her. If the sound wave targeted her, she might have suffered severe damage in an instant.
Chapter completed!