Chapter 832

At this moment, when Huang Wenbao was blown away, a black shadow chased him at top speed.

Then, everyone saw Huang Wenbao being strangled by a red-haired middle-aged man like a dead dog.

This red-haired middle-aged man was none other than Feng Moyun who was cultivating in the five-square pagoda.

"Young master, how to deal with this person?"

Feng Moyun grabbed Huang Wenbao's neck, turned his head to look at Mo Qingyun, and asked Mo Qingyun's plan.

"Little Lord?"

Hearing Feng Moyun's address to Mo Qingyun, Huang Wenbao's expression immediately trembled, looking at Mo Qingyun in shock, he said, "You...do you have other followers by your side?"

This discovery really shocked Huang Wenbao, which was beyond his expectation.

"Have I said before that only Chi Lian and I are with me?"

Facing Huang Wenbao's shocking words, Mo Qingyun shrugged his shoulders, said a sarcasm, and said to Feng Moyun: "Mo Yun, kill this kid and go help the beast."

"Yes, young master!"

Hearing Mo Qingyun's words, Feng Moyun nodded in response, and his expression immediately became indifferent.

"Slow... slow down!"

Seeing that Mo Qingyun was about to kill himself, Huang Wenbao showed a panicked expression and shouted loudly: "Little...boy, I am the son of the city lord of Wenhao City, the Ten Great Holy City. If you dare to touch me, my father will definitely not kill you!" I will let you go."

"Your father won't let me go?"

Hearing this, the playful look on Mo Qingyun's face became even more serious, and he sneered, "Haven't you heard a saying that far water can't save near fire? Even if your father is the lord of Wenhao City, he is now It can't save you either."

"Mo Yun, do it!"

In response to Huang Wenbao's words, Mo Qingyun stopped talking nonsense with him, and gave Feng Moyun another order.

"Little... big brother, I was wrong, please... please forgive me..."

Seeing Mo Qingyun's resolute expression, Huang Wenbao immediately panicked and begged Mo Qingyun for mercy.

He knew that the identity of the young city master of Wenhao City, who had always been a panacea, might not be useful today.

Besides, Huang Wenbao also underestimated Mo Qingyun's determination.

Mo Qingyun chose to turn a deaf ear to his begging for mercy, without any emotional change on his face.

Click!

A clear sound of bone cracking sounded, and Huang Wenbao's begging for mercy came to an abrupt end, and he stared at Mo Qingyun with wide-eyed eyes, unwilling to die.

He really did not expect that there would be such a ruthless character in this small Sun Moon City.

Huang Wenbao is dead!

Seeing Huang Wenbao who was beheaded by force, the Yaochi Fairy Pavilion suddenly became quiet, and everyone's heart skipped a beat.

Especially those who like to pretend to be powerful, and use their family's prestige to show off their might, feel a chill down their backs.

At this moment, in his heart, he couldn't help but have a fearful thought.

They feel that if they continue to be like Huang Wenbao, Huang Wenbao's fate at this moment may be a lesson for them.

Mo Qingyun's words are right, far water can't save near fire, if one day they really provoke a ruthless person, the other party will not take their identities into consideration.

"This... this kid is so determined!"

Seeing Mo Qingyun's actions, Lan Linghong's expression was shocked immediately, and he sighed inwardly: "Unexpectedly, I, Lan Linghong, missed this time. This kid is not simple."

"In such a small city of Sun and Moon, it's interesting that such a character appears!"

Huangfu Qingsong showed rare seriousness, and there was some appreciation in Mo Qingyun's eyes.

"This kid is very good, Xiyue, you must help me subdue him."

Seeing Mo Qingyun's performance at the moment, Lang Ping showed a surprised expression, as if seeing a peerless magic weapon.

Hearing Lang Ping's words beside her, Xiyue frowned, and said worriedly: "Lang Ping, this person is extremely dangerous. In my opinion, we should not provoke him."

"Xiyue, mediocre soldiers are easy to get, but good generals are hard to find. From now on, this kid will definitely become a sharp blade in my tent!"

Regarding Xiyue's persuasion, Lang Ping shook his head conceitedly, showing that he was bound to win Mo Qingyun.

After uttering a firm word, Lang Ping showed a gentle expression, and coaxed Xiyue: "Xiyue, don't you want to return to the wild continent? These people are the capital for us to return to the wild continent."

"I think about it, but I think it's actually quite good for us to stay in Tianhun Continent."

With a troubled expression on her face, Xiyue said a gentle word to Lang Ping, and said: "If it really doesn't work, let's find a small town. With our two cultivation bases, it's not a problem to have a peaceful cultivation base."

"Xiyue, you let me down so much!"

Hearing Xiyue's words, Lang Ping showed a hint of displeasure, his expression gradually turned cold, and said: "I, Lang Ping, as the prince of the Kuanglanglang Kingdom, if I can't rebuild the Kuanglanglangguo, I, Lang Ping, would rather die immediately!"

"Hey!"

Seeing Lang Ping's expression, Xiyue sighed inwardly, and said helplessly, "I'll try my best to help you subdue him, but this person is determined, and I'm worried that I might not be able to do it with my current cultivation."

Seeing that Xiyue was willing to help, Lang Ping's complexion improved a lot, and a cold smile appeared on his expression.

At this moment, when everyone was shocked that Huang Wenbao was killed, an astonishing momentum rushed into the fairy pavilion of Yaochi.

This is the aura of a supernatural being at the seventh level!

As soon as this person came to the fairy pavilion in Yaochi, he attacked Huang Wenbao's protectors fiercely without the slightest hesitation.

Another strong man with seven levels of supernatural powers!

Seeing the appearance of this figure, the expressions of the surrounding people immediately changed, and a sense of shock rose in their hearts.

Then, the eyes of everyone looking at Mo Qingyun changed again.

They really didn't expect that beside Mo Qingyun, there was actually a strong man at the seventh level of supernatural power.

At this moment, the seventh-level powerhouse who came to help him was naturally Rong Pang who was subdued by Mo Qingyun not long ago.

When Mo Qingyun decided to get rid of Huang Wenbao, he sent a soul transmission to Rongpang just to be sure.

However, in order to prevent others from recognizing Rongpang, Mo Qingyun asked him to disguise himself a little.

With the joining of Rongpang, the battle between the two sides soon came to an end, and all Huang Wenbao's followers were beheaded.

After beheading Huang Wenbao's followers, Rongpang left the Yaochi Fairy Pavilion without saying a word.

"At present, it seems that this kid's identity is probably stronger than I imagined!"

Seeing Mo Qingyun's expression, Lan Linghong sighed in his heart, and his evaluation of Mo Qingyun was raised again in his heart, guessing: "I basically know all the juniors of the top ten holy city families, and there is no such kid among them. , Is he from a hidden family?"

The hidden family, not the big families on the surface, they are all hidden in some deep mountains and old forests, practicing without caring about world affairs.

But there is no doubt about one thing, that is, the strength of each hermit family is extremely strong and cannot be underestimated.

"Uncle Fu, go and check this kid's background."

Seeing Mo Qingyun's impressive strength, Huangfu Qingsong became more interested in him, and explained to an old man behind him.