"Hum! Emperor Xiaoyao, don''t be Xiaoyao!" just then, a cold hum of a middle-aged man sounded in front of the crowd on the right.


    Then, the middle-aged man, full of pride, stepped out of the crowd, looked arrogantly at Mo Xiaoyao, and said coldly: "what are the seven disciples of emperor Jiuyou and the Xiaoyao emperor with double cultivation of martial arts and flesh? I wanted to be there for a while before!


    Tonight, let us take off your carefree head and let the world know that there are people outside the sky and people outside the people! "


    "What are you! Where did you come from? I haven''t seen you before." Mo Xiaoyao said coldly, looking at the middle-aged man who came out.


    "My surname is Ling and my name is sang!" when the middle-aged man Ling sang reported his name, his face was even more arrogant.


    "Lingsang!" when Shi Feng heard the name, his face changed slightly, whispered softly, then looked at the lingsang and said, "you can come from the Lingwu emperor''s Lingjia!"


    "Exactly!" hearing this man report his origin, lingsang answered proudly again, and the proud color on his face was full! Then he opened his mouth and said, "since you know my origin, cut yourself! This seat, keep your whole body."


    "Your sister, you goods, where do you get such a great sense of superiority?" Mo Xiaoyao said disdainfully when he saw that lingsang was arrogant and arrogant:


    "Not just your ancestor Lingwu great, who became the strongest in the sky ten thousand years ago! It''s humiliating for your ancestor Lingwu great to show off here by virtue of his reputation."


    "You! Presumptuous! Tonight, don''t be carefree, you will die!" after hearing Mo carefree''s words, lingsang''s proud face suddenly changed, showed an angry face, and gave out a burst of angry drink.


    "Lingjia! Good! Good! I just want to go to your Lingjia. Tonight, someone from your Lingjia came to take my life, so I''ll catch you and ask you what your Lingjia means!" Shi Feng said coldly to the lingsang.


    "Hum! Capture me! Don''t overestimate yourself! You are the reincarnation of the nether world, right? Let me lingsang, kill Mo Xiaoyao, and then kill you as the first strong man!" when lingsang shouted again, his body moved suddenly, shot out, and flew to Shi Feng and Mo Xiaoyao.


    "Tianyu! Shall we do it together?" Mo fanchen turned his head and asked Jing Tianyu.


    "No need! Anyway, they are turtles in a jar!" Jing Tianyu shook his head and then said, "it is said that the spiritual family of the hidden family inherited the martial arts inheritance of the Lingwu emperor. We can see what combat power the Lingwu emperor can have!"


    "All right!" Mo fanchen nodded and said. Then, together with Jing Tianyu, we watched the battlefield ahead.


    "Lingwu bully!" suddenly, lingsang, who shot forward, shouted loudly, his right hand became a fist, his body was clear, and the spirit spirit surged like a rolling wave, frantically rushing to his fist.


    A huge blue fist shadow appeared on lingsang''s right fist, and then like a huge mountain, it seemed to have the power to destroy everything and hit Mo Xiaoyao angrily.


    Where the blue giant fist shadow passes, the space is broken and opened, and there are layers of space cracks. The nine star Emperor Wu''s strike inherited by Lingwu emperor is so terrible.


    And Mo Xiaoyao, facing the powerful attack from the anger, his face has always been the color of disdain. At this time, Mo Xiaoyao''s right hand also clenched his fist. Then, a seemingly ordinary fist bombarded out towards the huge blue fist shadow.


    "Boom" gave a loud roar, which exploded. Mo Xiaoyao''s fist suddenly collided with the lingsang giant fist.


    At the same time, Mo Xiaoyao''s face has always maintained a dull disdain. On the contrary, he felt the other party''s punch, and his face was extremely shocked and shocked.


    "No! How could it be like this! My Lingwu bully hit with all his strength!" lingsangman said incredulously.


    But at this time, the huge blue fist shadow that lingsang blew out suddenly collapsed, and lingsang''s body suddenly flew backwards like a broken kite.


    A mouthful of bright red blood gushed out from lingsang''s mouth.


    A fist blow, a high judgment, this has the lingsang inherited by Lingwu emperor, has been seriously injured by Mo Xiaoyao''s fist.


    "Hum! Waste! What is the descendant of the Lingwu emperor!" looking at the lingsang who was blown away by himself, Mo Xiaoyao''s face was full of disdain and cold hum.


    Then he returned to Shi Feng.


    "Cut! I thought the inheritance of Lingwu emperor was so great and powerful. It turned out to be so useless. A few days ago, I saw how proud he was."


    At this time, seeing lingsang who was blown away by Mo Xiaoyao''s fist, Mo fanchen, the great emperor of life, also sent out a cold hum of disdain.


    Then, the other peerless Emperor Wu also showed a disdainful sneer on his face. A few days ago, lingsang, who claimed to be the descendant of Lingwu emperor, came to Zhongzhou and said that he would kill Youming, Jiuyou emperor, with them.


    Relying on his so-called identity, he always has his eyes above the top and doesn''t pay attention to others.


    Only the bright emperor Jing Tianyu, with a dignified look on his face, said in a deep voice, "it''s not that lingsang is useless, but that Mo Xiaoyao''s combat power is really powerful. If he doesn''t get rid of it, it will be a great disaster."


    "That''s right!" after Jing Tianyu''s voice fell, Wu qianxuan, the fate emperor, nodded in response.


    "Hum! No matter how much mo Xiaoyao''s combat power is, there are so many of us here tonight, and he can''t turn over any waves." Mo fanchen said with disdain on his face.


    Lingsang, who flew backward, suddenly stopped his body when he saw that he was about to hit the bright army behind him. However, he followed closely. Lingsang''s body suddenly trembled, and another mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth. His body was unstable and half knelt down.


    Looking at lingsang who was half kneeling towards himself, Mo Xiaoyao waved his hand and said, "you waste, you don''t have to give me such a big gift. With your useless waste qualification, I won''t accept you as an apprentice!"


    "You!" when lingsang heard Mo Xiaoyao''s words, his body shook again, stared at Mo Xiaoyao, and looked angry that he wanted to cut Mo Xiaoyao.


    He lingsang, the descendant of Lingwu emperor, is a nine star Emperor Wu realm. He is a peerless strong man who looks down on the world. Where has he been so insulted by others!


    He was not only blown away by his fist, but also ridiculed by his words.


    Mo Xiaoyao''s words made him angry. Another mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth. This time, the blood was black.