Are you really on your knees?

Wu pokong was stunned! Nanyang gate is one of the most powerful forces in the south of Jingfeng mainland. Which of the disciples is not used to arrogance? How can you get down on your knees so easily? How could he know that Mo Li's quiet pressure made this group of dandies unable to resist!

"Remember, you'd better walk around when you see my young master in the future!"

Mo Li just wants to teach a lesson to this group of guys whose eyes are higher than the top, so as not to pester him all the time. He believes that after this, these boys should not have the courage to trouble him again. After all, it's not a glorious thing to kneel down and admit their mistakes, and it's not pleasant to hear, is it?

I wanted to let it go. When I wanted to turn around and leave, Mo Li suddenly felt a chill coming from behind.

Suddenly, a dark shadow leaped down from the high wall, holding a long dark sword and taking it straight from the back of my head!

"Be careful!"

Wu Po Kong didn't care to hide. He jumped out from behind the rockery to remind him.

"To die!"

Mo Li's eyes suddenly started to kill, and his body slightly sidestepped to avoid the attack of war gas, and he clapped his backhand heavily.

Bang——

Under the hard touch of palm wind and sword Qi, both sides stepped back a few steps to open the distance. An old man in a black gown stood on the rockery, staring at Mo Li coldly.

"Old man, you dare to attack me!"

Don't let the fire in your heart rush to your head. The old man was mean and sneaky. He wanted to take people's lives. His mind was really vicious!

"Two elder!"

Nanyang gate people cheered, got up from the ground and ran to the rockery where the old man was standing.

"Elder two, it's this boy who has humiliated my clan several times!"

"Yes! He just didn't know what magic he used to control our mind. You must vent your anger on us! "

"This boy is not a serious person. You can't let him go!"

With a backer, a group of people suddenly came to the bottom, making a lot of noise.

Mo Li shook his head with a speechless face. He had never seen such a shameless person before!

"Don't even say it!" The old man was quite dignified, so he told everyone to shut up. The turbid eyes glanced at Mo Li and Wu pokong beside him, and said in a cold voice: "my Nanyang gate and mengshenzong have always been well water but never river water, why humiliate my disciples?"

Wu pokong was wearing the robes of the disciples of mengshenzong, so the old man subconsciously regarded Mo Li as a disciple of mengshenzong.

"First, I'm not from mengshenzong! Second, I didn't kill them. I've already given you Nanyang face! " Don't let your heart burn. You won't be polite to this old man.

"Not from mengshenzong? That's easy! Are you going back to Nanyang gate with me to take the blame, or do I arrest you? " The old man looked down at Mo Li with a natural expression.

"Take me back? You old trash? " Mo Li sneers. He has a good grip on the dragon sword. The old man, like him, is a half emperor. He doesn't need the dragon sword at all. Take out the sword just to save energy. It's hard to recover his strength. He doesn't want to waste his fighting spirit.

"Ignorant child, this is your own death!"

The old man was angry, too. With a loud drink, he flew down. His long sword pulled out bursts of sword flowers, and the continuous fighting spirit shot out from the edge of the sword.

Put on airs!

In Fuxiao palace and Tianjian mountain, the spirit of sword is integrated, and Mo Li's understanding of Kendo is no less than that of a generation of masters! The old man's swordsmanship seemed gorgeous, but in his eyes it was like a child's playfulness!

When the old man's sword Qi is close at hand, don't leave this to lift the long sword. A thin layer of purple Qi covers the body of the sword, but it gives Youlong the power of breaking mountains and seas!

Keng——

The simple move implied the meaning of returning to simplicity. The sword in the old man's hand was split in two, and the energy wave swept it out directly.

Bang - bang——

The old man's body smashed the whole three rockeries and finally stopped. His face was even paler, and blood gushed from the corner of his mouth.

How could that be!

The old man covered his chest and knelt on one knee, his eyes full of disbelief. This guy is a half emperor? When did such a young half emperor appear in Jingfeng mainland? Moreover, judging from his strength, he is better than the ordinary semi imperial warrior? Where on earth did this come from?

There was a dead silence in the false mountain garden, only the sound of air-conditioning continued to ring. The disciples of Nanyang gate stare at the defeated two elders with empty eyes. Their legs are constantly shaking, and two of them are even more timid. They just piss their pants!

That's the second elder! A strong man in the realm of half emperor! How could he be hit hard by this kid's move? Recalling the trouble they had before, a group of people just felt that their heart was cold to the bottom. Who can stop a half emperor who really wants to kill them?

Wu Po Kong was stunned! Just know Mo Li is not an ordinary person so simple, the latter immediately gave him a huge shock! The second elder of Nanyang gate can't even take his sword!

Who the hell is he?

Everyone in the garden had the same problem in their mind.

"You - who are you?" The old man believed that such a powerful person must not be nobody, but he couldn't figure out the identity of the other person after thinking about it.

"Why ask so many questions about dying people?"

Mo Li walks closer with his sword. The cold voice makes the old man's eyes change dramatically.

"You, you dare to kill me? I... I'm from Nanyang gate -- "

Poof——

In the middle of the speech, the sword Qi flew across the old man's neck, and a bright red thread came out. Bursts of scarlet gushed out, like blood red fountains splashing everywhere.

"Ah --"

"Elder two is dead!"

"Run

A group of young people were completely frightened, like frightened birds, and ran out of the garden.

When the old man attacked, Mo Li had already sentenced him to death. He is not afraid of Nanyang gate, but simply disdains it.

In the twinkling of an eye, there were only two people left in the garden, and Wu pokong finally recovered from the shock.

"Don't leave me, brother. You... You..."

"This is not a place to talk. If brother Wu is interested, how about going to my place?"

Looking at this guy's face turned white, Mo Li said with a smile.

Wu pokong was really scared. How could he have thought that a Chaifu, who was looked down upon by others, had the strength to kill half an emperor with one second?

Listening to Mo Li's invitation, Wu Po Kong hesitated for a moment, then nodded heavily. Such an amazing and gorgeous character will never embarrass his small role.