Chapter two hundred and eighty third conflict
The black fog is like a barrier that blocks almost everyone outside, so that they cannot see a little inside. As for those who can see through the black fog, even if there is black fog, they can still know everything here, not to mention that Beiliu cannot stop it, so those people are not important.
On the Black Mountain, Mo Zhaoxie stood in the void, "I try my best, you guys are optimistic." Mo Zhaoxie could only do his best, after all, that trace of Taoist rhyme was too profound, and he really couldn't explain it clearly now.
Shi Potian and others nodded and their minds condensed.
Mo Zhaoxie took a deep breath and looked at Montenegro, just taking one step.
With the power of one step, the mountains collapsed and the ground broke in an instant, the black mountains collapsed, the trees fell, the rivers and waterfalls flowed backwards, the earth collapsed, and the flying sand and stones were like a doomsday scene.
Yan Nanfei only felt that at that moment, a mysterious force came out of the world, unable to catch or touch it, and appeared silently in front of him, but he was powerless.
"This is?!" Yan Nanfei was shocked and everyone was shocked.
The flowers hurt the eyebrows, the eyes are light and illusory, as if they have some enlightenment.
Shi Potian touched his head and seemed very embarrassed, he really didn't understand.
Others have their own understanding, and it seems to be different. Just like Mo Zhao said, it depends on their own luck.
"Okay," Mo Zhao said evilly, "We have friends here."
The black fog dissipated, Bei Liuyi stood in the void, dressed in black, and his body was upright, like a mountain and a mountain, no one was shaken.
In front of it, there are acquaintances, and it is Qichuan, Qi State!
This guy has any trouble everywhere.
Mo Zhaoxie glanced at Qi Chuan, "What? Are you showing mercy?"
Beiliu said calmly: "Just try it."
Qi Chuan looked at the man in black with an evil ghost mask, but couldn't see through his true body, and was immediately displeased, "Who are you? Pretending to be a ghost here?"
Mo Zhaoxie ignored Qi Chuan and did not answer, but looked in the other direction and smiled.
Being so ignored by Mo Zhaoxie immediately made Qi Chuan furious. As the royal family of the seven kingdoms, the country here represents Qi to a large extent. No matter who it is, whether it is polite on the surface or really afraid, he will make himself three points. However, the person in front of him is so blatantly despising him, how can he not be angry!
While Qi Chuan waved his hand, a battle axe was in his hand, and the silver-white axe blade had a mysterious and beautiful black and red pattern on it. I don’t know what it meant. The red light on the battle axe burned like a flame, which was dazzling, and there were even a rolling heat wave sweeping over and impacting.
Yan Nanfei took a step forward, Tian Xuan fanned in his hand, his eyes unhappy, "Qichuan, don't go too far!" Before he had no choice, Yan Nanfei was unwilling to have a conflict with the rest of the seven countries.
"This is my business with him. Yan Nanfei, you should be less meddling in other people's business!" Qi Chuan spoke rudely, arrogant and rude. He was really too arrogant to treat Yan Nanfei, who was also a royal family of the seven kingdoms.
"You are looking for death!" Yan Nanfei was really angry now. He was for Taolin. Why did Yan State repeatedly tolerate it, but it does not mean that he is weak. As the prince of Yan State, he has his own pride!
Yan Nanfei was about to take action, but Mo Zhaoxie reached out to stop him, "Nanfei, he is looking for me, don't steal the business."
Yan Nanfei glanced at Mo Zhaoxie. He knew that Mo Zhaoxie was protecting him, and the grudges between the seven kingdoms were not as simple as they seemed on the surface.
But Mo Zhaoxie has no scruples.
"Do you want to kill me?" Mo Zhaoxie looked at Qi Chuan, his eyes were plain, his expression was calm, and his tone seemed to be asking something trivial.
Qi Chuan spat at Mo Zhaoxie and spitted, very arrogant.
"Very good," Mo Zhaoxie nodded, "Now, you are completely dead."
"Just you? Haha," Qi Chuan laughed wildly, very disdainful, "A ants with only three steps, want to challenge me in the five steps, or go home and eat milk for two more years."
Don’t smile evilly, wave your hand, the black gold spear is in your hand!
There was a sudden burst of exclamation, because the black gold spear in Mo Zhaoxie's hand was too eye-catching. Not long ago, on the Xuanwu Nine Grid Stage, the stunning shot of the mysterious man is still unforgettable!
And now, with the same black and gold spear in hand, how can you not be shocked?
Qi Chuan's crazy laughter came to an abrupt end, his face was extremely ugly. He looked at Mo Zhaoxie, and was frightened and had no choice but to say anything. Why did he hit this person in his hand?
Mo Zhaoxie's eyes were like lightning, and the black and gold spear trembled endlessly, like a deadly sound, the battle energy was burning, which was amazing.
Qi Chuan held the battle axe tightly. Although he was afraid, his honor as the prince of the Seven Kingdoms prevented him from taking a step back.
Mo Zhaoxie snorted coldly and did not take action. "I have given enough time. I also know that behind you, there is a mysterious master of Qi State who is protecting you in the dark, call it out, otherwise you will have no chance."
Mo Zhaoxie was really interested in killing.
"Since you know that I am the prince of Qi, you dare to fight me!" Qi Chuan wanted to suppress others as his prince in the end. "Besides, just one spear really means that you are that mysterious person, it's too fake."
"If you want to distinguish between true and false, just take me a shot," Mo Zhaoxie walked towards Qi Chuan step by step with a long spear in his hand, his steps were steady and his spear was sharp.
Qi Chuan now knows what it is difficult to ride a tiger. He is really unsure of taking it. The black gold spear is too sharp, and killing people from the six realms in succession is an example. If you don’t take it, you will really lose face today. How can you raise your head in front of others in the future?
Just when he was in a dilemma, an old man in white flew over and stood in front of Qi Chuan, and said politely to Mo Zhaoxie: "I am the one who secretly protects the prince of Qi Chuan in Qi. I wonder what this fellow Taoist is calling him?"
Qi Chuan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw the old man.
Mo Zhaoxie's spear will not be retracted, "If you appear, you will definitely kill someone. Now that you appear, you just don't know if you die or he is dead."
The old man in white looked dark. Unexpectedly, with his appearance, he could not suppress his arrogance. He still threatened to kill people, and even killed him and Qi Chuan. "Is this fellow Taoist too much? Is it really an enemy of the Seven Kingdoms?"
"Ha," Mo Zhaoxie chuckled with disdain and took a step forward. "First of all, it is still unknown whether you and Qi Chuan behind you can represent Qi State, let alone the entire Seven Kingdoms. It is better to say less stupid words."
The old man in white kept silent, blocked in front of Qi Chuan, holding a long sword in his hand, waiting for the battle.
"I said, once a spear is out, one person will die," Mo Zhaoxie said lightly, "It's actually very simple. Qi Chuan, just die one person. Do you think it's you or him?"
The old man was shocked and suddenly felt something was wrong!
Qi Chuan heard the meaning of Mo Zhao's evil words, that one person would die! However, as a prince, you naturally don't have to die. Just sacrifice this person and you can escape unstoppable. Why not do it?
Qi Chuan's eyes were ruthless. With his character and ruthlessness, he really had to sacrifice the old man to protect himself.
"Slow!" A sudden shout woke Qi Chuan up, preventing him from almost causing a disaster. Tang Xifei came and stood beside Qi Chuan, "You were caught in his plan to disagree!"
Qi Chuan was shocked and couldn't help but become even more angry. His eyes were cruel and he wanted to tear Mo Zhaoxie apart.
Tang Xi looked at Mo Zhaoxie and smiled, "I know who you are."
"But I don't know who you are," Mo Zhaoxie said casually.
"Then I will introduce myself, my name is..." Tang Xi was about to introduce himself, but was interrupted by Mo Zhaoxie.
"I'm not interested in knowing who you are," Mo Zhao said evilly, "To borrow Qi Chuan's words just now, this is my business with him, please stop meddling in other people's business!"
Tang Xi's face darkened, it was obviously teasing him.
Wei Sisi and others flew over one after another, and all looked at Mo Zhaoxie. Although they guessed who the person under the evil ghost mask was, it seemed that it was even more mysterious and difficult to explain.
Is that person under the mask of evil ghosts that person?
Yan Nanfei and others surrounded Mo Zhaoxie, and everyone from the six countries was here. Adding to the Jiuzhou Tang Xi, it was a bit tricky.
Chapter completed!