Master of Beasts

Chapter 247

The sound of whipping reverberated on the mountainside. All the disciples of Wumo mountain looked at each other, but no one dared to rush up and fight with Xiao Yang.

Even the fourth level spirit masters were hanged, not to mention they were just afraid that they would be killed on the spot.

The sharp pain from his body made Mu Ye nearly collapse. For the first time in history, he hated rattan whip.

"Whew!"

At this time, three long paths of smoke and dust were pulled out at the foot of the mountain, from which came out a middle-aged man with astonishing evil spirit. He looked up with a gloomy face, and his cold voice rang through the world.

"What's the one who doesn't open his eyes and dares to run wild in my five demons mountain?"

At the sight of the demon mountain, they were excited to see the five disciples.

This middle-aged man is mu Kui!

Behind him, two more elders came out. They were the two remaining elders of Wumo mountain. However, their faces were very cold.

"Brother, help me!"

Mu ye, who was hanging upside down, seemed to be shining back. He twisted his body in ecstasy. As a result, his body moved. The sharp thorn on Kongling vine tore several scratches on his body.

"Give you three rest time, put down the Mu ye, otherwise, no matter where you come from, your people will die in the street tonight." Mu Kui put his hands behind him, staring at Xiao Yang coldly.

"Yes."

Xiao Yang light a smile: "sounds very frightening appearance, that I, had to respect as obedient ah."

The dark eyes like jewels blinked. The vine of konglingluo suddenly released. Mu Ye's body suddenly fell down like a bird with broken wings.

"Black water crocodile!"

Seeing that Mu Ye's body fell, Mu Kui was stunned. He was immediately angry. A muddy black wave of water surged out of his eyes. The Apostle caught Mu Ye's body.

Looking at this scene, Yue Ning Yi's pretty face turns white. In any case, Mu Ye's ugly face will leave an indelible shadow in her heart in the future.

"Shua!"

And just as the water wave was about to hold Mu ye, the dense green vines suddenly burst down with the fierce wind, penetrating Mu Ye's ecstatic face.

"Hum!"

With a slight flick of the small mouth, the palm of konglingluo trembles slightly, and the sharp green vines shrink back quickly and sink into its palm.

"Who the hell are you?"

Mu Ye's corpse fell in the muddy water. In an instant, there was some blood red mixed in the water. Mu Kui's roar was like thunder.

"Yelling, like what."

In Xiao Yang's side, a golden light flashed by, and the smiling figure of the ink master suddenly flashed out. You can see that Yue Ningyi, who is on one side, covered his red lips in surprise.

It seems that this man was not here just now.

At this time, the figure of Mo Shi was the same as that of an ordinary spiritual master, except that his hair was healthy and white, with his face without any wrinkles, which was quite fairyland.

"Master Mo, your strength has been restored?" Xiao Yang asked in surprise.

"It's still early, but it's far enough to deal with such a small role."

With a smile, he cast his eyes down, and the ink master stretched out his hand. All over Mu Kui's body, there were gorgeous golden characters flashing and spinning rapidly. The next moment, Mu Kui's body appeared directly in front of the mountain gate.

"What's the matter?"

Not only mu Kui, but also the two elders of Wumo mountain below, were frightened and yelled.

"You're really noisy."

Mo Shi frowned, waved his hand and said in a soft voice: "a little nine level spirit Master, dare to threaten my apprentice, so I'd better kneel down and talk."

With the waving of Mo Shi's hand, Mu Kui only felt that there was a huge mountain with a weight of ten thousand pounds, which suddenly fell on his back, making his knees touch the ground with a bang.

He knelt on the ground with his head slightly drooping, and Mu Kui's face was shocked. In front of this force, he couldn't even have the idea of resisting. You know, even if he was a strong spirit plate, he couldn't be so strong.

What he didn't know was that Mohist was not a human being, and the ordinary division of strength could not be used on him at all.

However, this did not prevent the fear in his heart from surging like the tide.

"Master, if you offend me, mu kuixian will make amends here." Mu Kui bit his teeth and knocked his forehead on the ground. The stronger he was, the more he cherished his life. What's more, he was only one step away from the supreme power of lingpan.

"So thick skinned."

Slightly Leng for a while, Mo Shi shook his head in tears and laughter, immediately his eyes gradually became indifferent: "little guy, if you want to kill or cut this person, you can do it."Smell speech, kneeling on the ground of Mu Kui, the body suddenly violent shaking, a strong sense of sadness, full of heart.

It's like that. I'm going to die.

I'm not reconciled.

"Ninth level Spirit Lord, the threat is too big. It's better to kill him."

When Xiao Yang's cold voice came out, Mu Kui's body suddenly collapsed. He knew that the young man's words, to a large extent, represented the old man's will.

"Oh, then kill it." The ink master spread out his palm, and the golden ripples made Mu Kui's heart rise to his throat.

It's over

At this moment, Mu Kui's heart, constantly echoing these two words.

"However, the Xiao family is short of a thug. The nine level spirit Master should be barely enough."

The palm slightly rubs chin, Xiao Yang's pondering voice slowly spreads out.

In front of his eyes, Mu Kui's breath suddenly increased, and his voice said eagerly: "little friend, Mu is willing to do the work of dogs and horses, only hope that the previous things can be uncovered."

"Hum."

With a snort, Xiao Yang turned his back and looked down at the foot of the five demons mountain indifferently: "it depends on your performance."

"Yes Mu Kui repeatedly answered, and let out a long breath in his heart. For the rest of his life, until now, he found that his back had been completely wet with sweat.

Thousands of feet away, on a peak.

The cold wind, whistling from the top of the mountain, fluttered slowly in white clothes. The young man's handsome face was like a still water wave.

"Jiuyou ink book, it's really you."

A moment later, baishuize's murmuring voice sounded slowly, with some helplessness: "Xiao lie, Xiao lie, what do you want to do? You can destroy him, so why seal his incomplete body in the cave near Guyang city?"

Sigh voice, with the cold wind dissipated, baishuize holding the palm of the paper umbrella, quietly forced some.

"Well?"

As if he had noticed something, the ink master beside Xiao Yang's eyes narrowed slightly. Gujing's unshakable eyes swept into the distance.

For a moment, they both looked at each other in silence.

In the sky, the rustle of snowflakes, falling, fell in Xiao Yang's palm, melting into a pool of cold water stains.

"It's snowing."

Looking up, Xiao Yang's face was filled with a faint smile.

Probably, the real empire of snow and moon will be presented in front of us soon.