"fool."

Ye Wushang looked for Qing Xueer. Qing Xueer was not looking for Ye Wushang. After seeing Ye Wushang, Qing Xueer immediately ran over from a corner with Xingyue and shouted happily,

Ye Wushang hurriedly glanced at Heng Batian and found that Heng Batian had not turned around. Then he looked up and down at Qing Xueer, and then said, "Xue'er, go and wait for me next to you."

"Yes." Qing Xueer nodded and walked to the side.

Ye Wushang signaled Xingyue to follow him,

It was morning in the blink of an eye. Now, the atmosphere in the yard began to become a little weird. The three giants were not as funny as they were at the beginning. Heng Batian looked up at the sky, calculating how much time it was to end. The old woman looked at Qianshanchou and said something, while Mo Wentian looked gloomy and stared at the door intently.

As time passed by minute by minute, Mo Wentian's face became more and more gloomy, and the people in the yard also discovered this and began to remain silent.

"Okay, the game time is over." The old lady's words rang in the yard.

Mo Wentian's momentum immediately burst out and swept across every corner of the yard. Ye Wushang was not prepared and was shocked by this momentum and vomited blood. Then, he hurriedly released his true energy to resist this momentum.

"Who is it, who killed my son." Mo Wentian roared like crazy,

Ye Wushang was stunned and began to look around. Only then did he realize that the reason why Mo Wentian had always had a gloomy face was that Mo Yuan had never arrived.

Heng Batian turned his head, glanced at Qian Ke and Li Fei in a vague way, and then said to Mo Wentian: "Brother Mo, don't worry, maybe Mo Yuan didn't know that today is the day to end the game, and he was still in the Seven Swords Mountain at this time."

"Hmph, Mo Yuan has a very time-conscious concept. He will not forget that today is the end of the game. Now that it has not come up, there is only one explanation. He was killed." After saying that, Mo Wentian glanced at everyone present who participated in the game for a round, and then stopped his eyes on Ye Wushang and said, "Boy, tell me, did you kill Mo Yuan?"

Ye Wushang was immediately shocked. It was not a good thing to be targeted by Mo Wentian. He hurriedly said, "Senior Mo, I only have the cultivation level of the fourth level of Tiandan, how could I be a match for Master Ling?"

"Hmph, you are not an opponent, it does not mean that someone is not an opponent." As he said that, Mo Wentian turned his gaze to Ying Luobing.

Ying Luobing immediately had a pretty face and said coldly: "Master Mo Island, I didn't kill your son. That day, after I saved Ye Wushang, I never saw your son again."

"Who believes?" Mo Wentian asked with a sneer.

"I believe it." Ye Wushang replied, looking directly at Mo Wentian: "Senior Mo, although I, Ye Wushang, are just an unknown man, but I am a person who dares to act and behave. Since Ying Luobing saved me that day, I have never seen Mr. Ling again."

Mo Wentian didn't say anything, and looked at Ye Wushang without blinking.

Ye Wushang did not have any ejaculation, and he also looked at Mo Wentian without blinking.

More than ten seconds later, Mo Wentian sneered and said, "Boy, I will believe you for the time being." Then, he looked at Qianshanchou and said, "Young Master Qian, let's talk."

Qianshanchou glanced at the old woman and said respectfully to Mo Wentian: "Master Mo Island, I didn't kill your son either."

"Here, except Ying Luobing, you are the only one who has the strength to kill my son. Ying Luobing said just now that Mo Yuan was not killed by him. You also said that Mo Yuan was not killed by you. Could it be that Mo Yuan was killed by them? Do they have the strength?" When Mo Wentian said the last sentence, he pointed at the rest of the people in the field.

Qianshanhou stopped talking, looking at the old woman,

The old woman coughed, looked at Mo Wentian, and said, "Master Mo Island, Shanchou is a very honest child. He said he didn't kill, but I can guarantee that Ye Wushang said just now that he didn't kill Mo Yuan. Do you believe it? You have to know that Mo Yuan has a big grudge with him. Besides, Ye Wushang dared to fight your son with his cultivation level at the peak of the fourth level of the Heavenly Pill. If he hadn't had any trump card, would he dare?"

When Ying Luobing heard this, she immediately said to the old woman: "Master~~"

The old woman shouted without looking back: "Shut up, wait a while, I will settle your account of saving Ye Wushang with you."

Ying Luobing was stunned. This was the first time her master yelled at her in public. She felt very wronged immediately, and tears were rolling in her eyes. However, her stubborn personality made her not let tears overflow her eyes.

Ye Wushang looked directly at the old woman and said, "Master Sakurajima, don't be wronged. I am just a boy at the peak of the fourth level of Tiandan. What ability can I kill Mo Yuan?"

"I'm just speculating, and I didn't say that you were so excited if you killed Mo Yuan." The old woman replied, her face, like before, was completely uncolored.

"Presuming, we must also pay attention to evidence." Ye Wushang's voice began to cool down.

"Evidence, isn't it evidence that you and Mo Yuan are fighting? Do you dare to fight against the peak of the fourth level of Tiandan at the average level of Tiandan at the sixth level of Tiandan? Moreover, as far as I know, although Luo Bing went to save you that day, you still fought the red fire wave that finally retreated to the enemy."

"You..." Ye Wushang became anxious because when he saw Mo Wentian's eyes looking at him became colder and colder.

"Shut up." Fortunately, at this moment, Heng Batian spoke.

After Heng Batian said coldly, he looked at the old woman and said, "According to your inference, then I say, Qianshanchou is the most suspicious candidate to kill Mo Yuan. After all, the only one participating in the competition this time is Qianshanchou, a warrior at the third level of Tiandan, killing a warrior at the peak of Tiandan. Everyone, do you think, does a warrior at the peak of Tiandan have the chance to pull fireworks?"

In the last sentence, Heng Batian said it at the other warriors in the yard.

All the warriors nodded involuntarily. A warrior at the third level of Tiandan would kill a warrior at the peak of the second level of Tiandan. Then, a warrior at the peak of Tiandan would not have the chance to pull fireworks.

Seeing the warriors nodding, the old woman's face, which had never been colorless, finally changed.

Heng Batian continued, "Then, let me ask you, a warrior at the peak of the fourth level of the Tiandan, killing a warrior at the peak of the sixth level of the Tiandan. Even if the warrior at the peak of the fourth level of the Tiandan has a strong trump card, do you think that a warrior at the peak of the sixth level of the Tiandan has a chance to pull fireworks?"

Everyone nodded again,

The old woman finally couldn't help it and shouted to Heng Batian: "Hengzhou Chang, don't spit people with blood."

"Master Sakurajima, don't worry, I'm just speculating, just like you speculating on my subordinates just now." Heng Batian said with a smile.
Chapter completed!