Just when Zhang Yang was in seclusion, Mo Wu also rushed to the south.

He did not have the low profile of Long Jianyun when he came last time. Mo Wu released an unparalleled majestic momentum as soon as he arrived in the south!

The pressure that was several feet thick and about to condense into a solid body seemed to be about to overwhelm the entire southern martial arts world, and the entire southern sky seemed to be pierced by this momentum! The hearts of hundreds of millions of people in the thirteen provinces in the south seemed to be pressed onto a mountain, and they could not breathe.

A hint of arrogance appeared on Mo Wu's face, and the cold and stern voice spread throughout the Chinese land after a moment.

"Zhang Yang, no matter whether you are here or not, if you don't come to die after three ri, the entire Nanwulin will definitely be buried with you!"

"Do you're buried!"

"Do you're buried..."

The cold voice kept spreading throughout the martial arts world, and everyone seemed to see a sea of ​​corpses and blood. Many people with low strength had pale faces. What a terrible person!

Mo Wu's cold words made the Southern Wulin a mess, and could exude such a strong aura. Moreover, even the Southern Overlord Nanwu Association did not dare to send someone to speak, which shows how strong the person is.

But now such a powerful man actually forced Zhang Yang out with the lives of all the people in the Nanwulin. It would be too unfair to have the Nanwuhui Association. If the Nanwuhui Association was fine, they were Zhang Yang's subordinates, but even if the Nanwuhui Association was dominant in the Nanwuhui, there were more than hundreds of thousands of warriors in some other small families.

Now people come here and ask them to be buried with you with just one word. Countless warriors are very angry. If they hadn't thought they were not Mo Wu's opponent, they would have already tear up this arrogant bastard.

Just when the people in the Nanwulin were angry, the old and young who were strolling on the streets of Nancheng suddenly frowned, and a hint of annoyance flashed across the faces of the panicked people around.

The young man was more impulsive and threw the candied haws that he had just gotten and had not had time to eat. Hearing Mo Wu's words, he shouted angrily: "Second Grandpa, this bastard is too arrogant!"

After saying that, he wanted to take off to trouble Mo Wu. The old man waved his big hand and suppressed the angry young man, smiling faintly: "You are looking for death!"

He has no choice but to do anything about this big brother's baby grandson. It would be fine if you are strong enough, but you, a guy who is only in the early stage of dying, would actually go to trouble a strong man with a strong body. I'm afraid someone else will smash you into pieces with one move.

Although there was a smile on his face, the young man was angry when he knew that his second grandfather was also angry. He knew very well about this hot-tempered second grandfather.

The young man's eyes rolled, and he knew that he was no match for Mo Wu, and even if he went up, he would just seek death.

However, I was still very unwilling to accept it, and frowned and sobbed: "Second Grandpa, have you heard it? This guy actually said that everyone in the Nanwulin would be buried with me. Our Tianfu also belongs to the Nanwulin."

The old man glared at him, snorted and said unhappy: "You think I am a deaf! Come and tease me. If he dares to bully the Heavenly Mansion, it will not be too late for me to take action at that time."

When the young man heard the old man say this, he immediately became anxious. In his eyes, the Nanwulin is their Tianfu, and the Tianfu is their Nanwulin.

Even if the Nanwu Society made such a big noise, even if there was a powerful man behind the Nanwu Society, it was not worth mentioning in his opinion. The Nanwu Land is their family's property, but now someone has come to the door, and the second grandfather doesn't care.

If he hadn't had enough strength, he would have gone up and killed the arrogant bastard to death.

The young man's eyes turned, and when he saw that his second grandfather was unmoved, he couldn't help but mutter: "I know that his second grandfather is also a body casting. That guy heard that he is also a body casting strength and is also the youngest body casting power. The second grandfather is afraid that it will be his opponent to lose face, so he will let him be arrogant once this time."

Among these top forces, most of the strong people know each other, and even if they don’t know each other, they can guess who the person is at first sight. After all, there are not many strong people in the martial arts world. Although the young people are not strong, their eyesight is still good. You can see at first sight that the other party’s strength is in the realm of body casting.

The old man glared at him. Although he knew that his nephew was using words to squeeze him out, how could he easily admit defeat for such a strong fight?

Even if Mo Wu is strong and even if Mo Wu is the youngest strong-formed man, the old man doesn't take this guy very much. Now when he hears the young man say that he is afraid of him, the old man is immediately angry.

"Hmph, little bastard, don't provoke me, I'm going to take care of this matter! I want to see if Zhang Yang doesn't show up after the three ri. I dare to vent my anger on the 400,000 warriors in the Southern Wulin!"

After saying that, the old man didn't look at the young man's smug eyes, he looked up at the faint figure in the sky, and his heart was full of fighting spirit.

It would be fine if Long Jianyun was hailed as the number one sword in a thousand years, but unexpectedly, the people in Youyun Ghost City were so arrogant. Does Mo Wu also think he is the first person to cast his body?

The old man sneered. If Mo Wu thought so himself, then he would underestimate the heroes in the world. Even he himself dared not say that he was invincible in his body. Not to mention others, Hongwude, the capital city alone, is not easy to mess with.

The young man didn't care about the old man's anger, but was complacent. If the second grandfather took action, it would be another shocking battle. He was tired of playing after all these days of leaving the Tianfu. In fact, the secular world is just that. Although it was fresh for a while, it was not worth him to keep going like this every day.

The last time Zhang Yang fought against Long Jianyun, he was unable to watch the game because he was not strong enough. He might have seen a more peak decisive battle in three days.

When I think of this young man, I get excited. The body is cast and cannot be broken. The peak powerhouse below the soul condenses, such a battle may be rare once in a century. Even if I have a little understanding of this kind of war between peerless powerhouses, it is of great benefit to the martial arts path of the post-ri.

Although Yun Xiao and others fought with the Dark King last time, most people didn't see it, and they didn't use all their strength, so it was not considered a decisive battle at all. But now if the second grandfather took action, he would definitely not hold back. Mo Wu's arrogant guy probably wouldn't show mercy. That was the real battle.

As for not worrying about the second grandfather’s defeat, the young man had no idea. No one in the Heavenly Mansion is the second grandfather’s opponent.

In terms of strength, grandfather is better than the Lord of Youyun City. Mo Wu is just the third strongest person in Youyun Ghost City. How could he be better than Grandpa? Maybe he was killed by Grandpa in three moves and two moves.

The young man was proud of himself, but the old man who had already walked a long way smiled bitterly and said to himself: "I am still not in a state of mind. If I don't let go of my desire to compete for fame and fortune, how can I concentrate?"

However, the old man did not regret it. Perhaps fighting with a strong man like Mo Wu can break his shackles for many years. If he doesn't concentrate, he may not have a few years of life.

Thinking of what the elder brother told him before going out, the old man's eyes showed a jingle, Zhang Yang would rather not come, so that he could take this opportunity to fight Mo Wu!

...

Just as the old man felt aroused his fighting spirit, Mo Wu, who was like a giant god in the sky, browsed and his eyes flashed a few times and sneered: "No, I didn't expect that in addition to Zhang Yang, the Southern Wulin actually had another character. Even if he couldn't kill Zhang Yang this time, it wouldn't be in vain!"

It’s not that Mo Wu forgot the existence of Tianfu, but that he grew up in Youyun Ghost City and didn’t know much about Tianfu. In addition, this time he came to the middle of Shu, the old nest of Tianfu.

There has been no successor in the Tianfu for hundreds of years, and he never remembered that there was such a thing as Tianfu. Although Long Jianyun guessed something, Mo Wu was too lazy to remind him because she was so happy that she was too worried about Mo Wu, so she was asked to voluntarily go to the West to guard the West, otherwise she would not do such thankless things.

However, Long Jianyun didn't guess that the person who came out of Tianfu would be that person, otherwise he would definitely not have been wandering around the West in the mood to watch the show.

If Mo Wu really died in battle, the martial arts world might cause huge waves, and even a powerful man like her would be affected by that time.

But she is a human being and is not a god, and even a god is not omnipotent. Who would have thought that someone in Tianfu actually appeared in the southern province?

And Mo Wu's arrogance statement did not reach Zhang Yang and others' ears, and there was no sensation in the small world.

The top powerhouses of Youyun Ghost City, Tianfu, and major forces are all in charge in the small world, and no one realizes that an accident will occur. Otherwise, the Lord of Youyun City would not be able to sit still. Although he is proud, he is still a little afraid of the people in Tianfu.

Although Tianfu has not appeared for hundreds of years, its strength is no weaker than any of the nine families. Youyun suffered a loss at the hands of the Lord of Tianfu back then, how dare you cause trouble easily?

The two major forces in the Hidden Clan met inadvertently. Is the young and vigorous Mo Wu better, or is the old master of the second in charge of the Tianfu family regained his new life?

Can the battle of casting be avoided? Can Zhang Yang appear before this war?

Everything is unknown. Zhang Yang, who has been in seclusion, completely isolated the small world from the secular world. No one knows where Zhang Yang is now.

...

In addition to the parties involved, the young people knew that the old man in the Tianfu decided to fight, but he didn't know that other warriors from the Southern Wulin had a secretly appeared.

When Mo Wu's words spread at the Nanwu Association, the entire Nanwu Association started to move.

Whether it is the entry of Mingjin or the perfect Mingjin, these powerful people with awe-inspiring momentum are a little panicked at this moment.

The story of Long Jianyun last time is vivid in my mind. It took only a while since then, another strong man came to the door. Although the strength of the Nanwu Association is now incomparable to the last time, Qin Tian Sword Emperor and others have returned one after another, but they may have been a mantis arm to be a chariot when they faced the man just now.

Otherwise, Qin Tian and the others would not have made the other party so arrogant in the territory of the Nanwu Association. This is the face of the Nanwu Association naked.

But the Nanwu Association didn't even dare to fart. Many warriors with low strength or ulterior motives all had other thoughts in their hearts. Now the news of Zhang Yang being caught up is full of controversy.

Even the myth in their hearts is no match for others. They are chased by others like a stray dog ​​fleeing in a panic. Do they still want to stay and destroy the Nanwu Society together?

These warriors first defected to the Nanwu Society because the Nanwu Society was powerful, but now the water in the martial arts world is getting more and more muddy, and the Nanwu Society is nothing in the eyes of these powerful people who have appeared in the world. At this point, they do not want to die with the Nanwu Society.

These people are weak and can only see the immediate interests. They cannot be said to be short-sighted. If they are not at that height, who can see clearly where the martial arts world will go next.

Even a half-step saint powerful man like Qin Tian couldn't see clearly, let alone those warriors who had not even entered Ming Jin.

A quarter of an hour after Mo Wu put down his harsh words, Qin Tian summoned all the warriors above Mingjin Yuanmeng to meet in the hall. Every warrior entering the hall had a solemn look on his face.

After everyone sat down, Qin Tiancai above said lightly: "Since the establishment of our Nanwu Association, there have been countless crises. What do you think about this matter?"

"Great Elder, what is the strength of the person coming?"

As soon as Qin Tian finished speaking, a middle-aged man in the hall stood up and stood up, clasped his fists and asked loudly.

Many people looked at Qin Tian with a flashing expression. They had not yet reached their strength, and they could not tell how powerful they were. However, at least those who dared to be so arrogant and let Zhang Yang die were the most powerful people.

Even the powerful people who entered the Tao did not dare to speak like this. Since these powerful people appeared one after another, everyone has understood the difference between the realm of the powerful people who entered the Saint.

Invigorate qi, enter the Tao, cast body, concentrate the mind, and these states that have never been heard before appear in their minds one by one.

The news of Zhang Yangri killing a powerful man in the Tao has been spread. Now, people who come here dare to be so arrogant. Even if they are not cast, they are probably top powerful man in the Tao like a dragon sword cloud.

Qin Tian did not change his face, as if he did not notice any abnormalities among others, and said lightly: "Above the Tao!"

The short four words shocked everyone. Isn’t it said that the person who came to the Tao is at least a strong man with a body casting? They don’t know how powerful such a strong man is, but Qin Tian is only in the half-saint realm and has not yet entered the saint. The person who came to the Tao is several levels higher than him. How could Nanwu stop him?

When the thought of the perfect strong men present, the face changed. Most of the people here have been favored by Zhang Yang. But that kind of favor has not yet been enough to make them willing to die for Zhang Yang. Now that even Zhang Yang himself has escaped, can they really stay and die?

How could the several powerful people sitting side by side with Qin Tian not be able to sense the changes in everyone's mood? The Sword Emperor was angry and wanted to scold everyone, but Qin Tian stared back at him.

The Sword Emperor snorted with a dark face and said nothing. He knew that Qin Tian had his intention. Although he had not been following Zhang Yang for a long time, Feng Jingyuan was not the kind of person who was fickle. Now the Nanwu Association is facing a crisis, and he never thought that the Nanwu Association would ignore it. The strong also had the dignity of the strong.

If Zhang Yang hadn't helped him, how could he have broken through the Great Power Transformation? If Zhang Yang hadn't supported him behind him, how could he have won three dragon energy in the battle for dragon energy where the strong appeared?

Now he is no longer the perfect Feng Jingyuan, who was the first to be the Sword Emperor in the middle stage of the Break!

He was not interested in knowing what others thought. The Sword Emperor looked at Qin Tian and said in a muffled voice: "Great Elder, whether to fight or retreat, please give me a correct word!"

Qin Tian frowned slightly and glared at him. Seeing that everyone in the audience looked over with concern, he slowly said: "What do you mean?"

Of course, everyone was thinking about retreating. The Nanwulin was so big that they didn't believe that the people who came would really catch them all in one place. At worst, they would be hiding their names when they escaped. It was better than losing their lives.

But now no one says anything to avoid the war, and no one wants to be the first to be the first. Although the person who comes is strong, Zhang Yang is not dead yet.

If they were the first to avoid the war today, how should they deal with themselves when Yiri Zhangyang returns?

Thinking of this, many people looked at Tang Wuguang. Among these people, except for a few powerful people in Huajin, only Tang Wuguang and Liu Jun were qualified to start this topic in Mingjin.

As time goes by, the elixir left by Zhang Yang has been used up, and Tang Wuguang and several other perfect powerhouses have already broken through the perfect peak.

If it weren't for the stability of the realm, most of these people would probably be able to break through with the help of the Huajin Pill. If such a singular confidant and a half-step Huajin powerhouse, if he said something to avoid the battle, even Qin Tian would have to consider it.

However, to everyone's disappointment, the old monk Tang Wuguang sat down, sitting on the chair with his eyes closed and motionless, without any intention of interrupting.

Everyone had no choice but to turn their eyes to Liu Jun, and many older warriors felt a sense of jealousy.
To be continued...