"Ye Tong, I warn you not to dirty my clothes." Even though Dongfang Mo said so, he still picked up Ye Tong. In fact, he also realized that Ye Tong still has a childlike character. If we calculate according to human age, Ye Tong is only seven.

"You are actually fierce to me." Ye Tong rubbed Dongfang Mo hard. Dongfang Mo looked at his clothes and felt helpless.

"Ye Tong, listen, I have my business. As long as you don't go deeper and be careful, there will be no problem. Your own confidence, you are a divine beast." Dongfang Mo stroked Ye Tong's back, "Whether it is you or me, we have to rely on our own strength to grow up and go for it."

Ye Tong nodded seriously: "Dongfang Mo, then if I miss you, how can I find you?"

Dongfang Mo closed his eyes, drew a map with his spiritual power, and pointed it with a finger and entered Ye Tong's eyebrows, then said, "Tagging the location of this sword is the location of my sword sect. With your ability and relying on this map, I can find me."

Then Ye Tong reluctantly left Dongfang Mo and walked into another world of cultivation of monsters.

Dongfang Mo turned around and walked towards Youyuanzhen's home.

He didn't know what the two families would become in the end when they had a family change. Therefore, he dispersed his spiritual power. When he approached his home, he realized that some strange aura was in his home, but more importantly, there was the breath of his adoptive father Dongfang Ji.

What's going on? His adoptive father was obviously attacked by these people one after another. Dongfang Mo didn't care about checking others, so he rushed to the main hall of the house. He stood at the door and roared: "Stop it all for me."

In the room, there were seven people surrounding Dongfang Ji and slapped him in turn. Blood was flowing from the corner of Dongfang Ji's mouth. He was originally the third level of Chu Wu, but he had a restriction in his body, but he couldn't even lift his spiritual energy.

Seeing this scene, Dongfang Mo was immediately furious. No matter how many people there were in front of him, he didn't care. He came to his foster father in one step and protected Dongfang Ji behind him.

Dongfang Ji was already a little dizzy when he was beaten by them, but when he saw this tender figure, he couldn't help but feel nervous: "Xiao Mo, why are you back like this? Don't worry about us, go quickly."

Dongfang Mo looked back at his adoptive father, his heart was like a knife, and he helped him sit on the chair next to him, and then said, "Entertainment Father, I will deal with them first, and then talk."

Among the people who beat Dongfang Ji, it was a very tall and ferocious man who was so thorny that he was wearing the costumes of the disciples of the Sword Sect.

But when he saw the person in front of him, he couldn't help but squint his eyes: "Dongfang Mo" looks in such an incredible state.

"Liu Yan, how dare you treat my adoptive father like this, you will pay the price." Dongfang Mo remembered that this person was not the one who insisted on inviting Liu Munan that day but was rejected by Liu Munan ruthlessly. "Actually, you might as well pursue your Miss Liu." Although Dongfang Mo was angry, he could not find anger on his face at this moment, and he actually sneered and deliberately stimulated Liu Yan.

"You boy has a good memory." Liu Yan was so angry that he gritted his teeth and stood up with a cold face. "It seems that you really have a way in heaven and you don't want to go. If you insist on breaking into hell, then I will fulfill you."

When Liu Yan thought of his defeated look, he was furious. Without saying a word, he waved his fist and smashed it hard towards Dongfang Mo.

If it were at the beginning, Dongfang Mo could not catch this punch with such a sharp spiritual energy, but after two months, Dongfang Mo had already broken through to the third level of the first martial arts, and his combat power would naturally not be the same. Such spiritual energy is now like a breeze blowing on Dongfang Mo's face.

The junior brothers of Liu Yan on the side saw that the punch was approaching, but Dongfang Mo did not move at all. Their hearts were full of disdain. Are you scared to death like this?

But in an instant, Liu Yan felt that his fist was locked up by a ball of things, and he couldn't move forward no matter what he said. What happened?

Looking at Dongfang Mo again, he just stretched out his hand, and the palm was filled with a huge spiritual energy. Why does this spiritual energy seem to contain a trace of force? What's going on with force? That's the power that only the first martial arts will have.

Liu Yan, who was at the eighth level of Chuyuan, could not have been surprised before, and he could not have seen Dongfang Mo in his eyes.

Dongfang Mo's mouth slightly curled up a wicked smile: "Do you think I am still the same Dongfang Mo as before?" After saying that, he just dispersed his spiritual pressure again, and completely suppressed the seven people in front of him. They could not move at all.

The five or six junior brothers behind Liu Yan were already having difficulty breathing, and only Liu Yan could breathe smoothly and speak smoothly.

Dongfang Mo just used one hand and did it until Liu Yan didn't believe his eyes.

But Dongfang Mo didn't even give him a chance to adapt, but he just bounced his fingers, and a flash of lightning came to the junior brothers behind him. In an instant, with screams, they all fell to the ground.

Dongfang Mo restrained his momentum since then, only Liu Yan was left.

Looking at the lifeless people lying on the ground, Liu Yan was really scared now. When he looked at Dongfang Mo again, the fear in his heart made him tremble involuntarily. In order to survive, he couldn't help but become weak: "Dongfang Mo, I really don't know that this is your adoptive father. I was wrong. Can I hit myself? Please let me go." As he spoke, he raised his palm and slapped him hard on the cheek.

Dongfang Mo looked at Liu Yan contemptuously: "Do you think I will let you go like this? If we are in a different place, will you let me go?"

"This" Liu Yan couldn't speak.

Dongfang Mo raised his palm without hesitation, but Liu Yan still didn't give up and glanced at Dongfang Ji: "If you kill me, the ban on your adopted father will never be able to be unlocked. If you let me go, I promise to be able to untie the talisman for you."

"No need" Dongfang Mo's spiritual power had already seen through the ban on his adoptive father. It was no problem for him to untie the ban.

"Don't you want it?" Liu Yan couldn't understand Dongfang Mo's words. If he didn't lift the ban, wouldn't he want his adoptive father to continue practicing?

Dongfang Mo naturally knew what Liu Yan was referring to. When he moved his heart, a light green spiritual power with the power of the wood attribute five elements poured out. Dongfang Mo tried to exert three consecutive hands, and this spiritual power formed a small forbidden formation. Dongfang Mo gently pushed his palm, and the small formation floated to Dongfang Ji and instantly drilled into the dantian. After a moment, Dongfang Ji felt that the restriction planted in his dantian had been untied, and his face was shocked and incredible.

"You, Dongfang Mo, are you?" Liu Yan was also shocked by Dongfang Molu's move. You know, in the entire Sword Sect, only Mo Qingchou has such ability after the Songzhu Elder. Why does Dongfang Mo seem to be much more profound and unfathomable than Mo Qingchou?

Dongfang Mo continued to raise his palm, and a murderous intent radiated all over his body. Dongfang Mo would never let Liu Yan go to his adoptive father like this.

Liu Yan was already desperate and suddenly dodged to the side: "Dongfang Mo, my elder brother is Liu Wen, he is already at the fifth level of the first martial arts. If you kill me, my elder brother will not let you go."

"You dare to treat my adoptive father like this, even if I am the king, I will kill him." Without giving Liu Yan another chance, he slashed down with a terrifying sound of thunder and lightning.

Now Dongfang Mo is disdainful to use higher techniques to deal with these small characters of Chu Yuanjing. Just the lightning palm, he can completely settle it.

Facing the seven corpses that were upside down on the ground, Dongfang Mo had no expression on his face. This was not his first time killing people. At this moment, there was no discomfort at all. He would not distinguish between good and evil. He just wanted to protect these people who were good to him and those who had cared for him.

He reached out and took all the brocade bags on their bodies. He didn't bother to check them and put them into his Nine Palace Bracelet.

Dongfang Mo hurried to his foster father Dongfang Ji: "Enjoyed Father, how are you?"

Dongfang Ji doesn't know the adopted son in front of him. In fact, many times before, Dongfang Mo was bullied, and Dongfang Ji was suffering. In fact, sometimes, he would think that he was just an adopted son, so he should not be so real. But unexpectedly, one day, Dongfang Mo could grow to this point and raise his hand and kill so many people. Even if he is in the third level of the first martial arts, he would not be so sure.

For a moment, Dongfang Ji looked at Dongfang Mo and was stunned.

Whether he killed so many people just now, or easily resolved his own ban, he would never have imagined that he would never have imagined.

"Xiao Mo" At this moment, Dongfang Ji really didn't know what to say to

"Entertainment Father, what happened to him? How could this happen?" Dongfang Mo asked when he saw that his adoptive father's breath had recovered.
Chapter completed!