This devil is too decent

Chapter 190

On the opposite side, the leader of the 20 people lowered his posture and asked aloud: "May I ask that Your Excellency is the preparatory saint in the sanctuary?"

The development of the matter to this point is beyond their control. The strength of the young man on the opposite side is far beyond their imagination. hurt.

The only thing that can be explained is that the opponent's spiritual sea has completely transformed and successfully comprehended the law.

Otherwise, facing their collective attack would never have been so overwhelming.

Only the power of law that is one level higher than Yuanli can achieve this step and completely counteract their attacks.

"You don't need to know my name."

Mo Yu made a serious face.

He has nothing to communicate with the other party at all. If he wants to fight, he will fight. If he doesn't want to fight, he will leave.

The leader of the Abyss family twitched his face and changed the subject, "As a quasi-sage powerhouse, wouldn't it be inappropriate for you to rush into the arena to interfere?"

"I know what you want to say, don't worry about it, Sanctuary can't control me."

However, here, the leader of the Abyss clan seems to have misunderstood something, and admitted: "Indeed, you are not a true saint, and the regulations in the sanctuary can't restrain you. How about this, how much Kasimel bids? Pay double, as long as you don't interfere with this matter."

"Then I'm sorry, you can't give me a price."

Mo Yu told the truth, the Abyss Clan really couldn't afford it, because from the very beginning, he didn't receive any benefits from the Duchy of Kasimel, and it was his own volition to come forward.

If there is no low price, how can we talk about raising the price.

But when these words fell into the other party's ears, they had a different meaning, and it became that Mo Yu didn't intend to talk to them.

If so, the face of the strong man of the Abyss clan darkened, and he said coldly: "Could it be that Your Excellency really intends to tear the face of my clan for a small principality? You must know that the three ancestors of my clan are all saints. So please think about it.”

"Are you threatening me?"

"Don't dare."

"Ha ha."

Mo Yu let out a hehe, with a smirk on the inside.

saint?

Three more?
so what?

More than Star River Realm, right?
Who is afraid of who?

This really pissed him off. He raised his hand and said, "I don't know how many Galaxy realms there are. In the huge Icathia continent, in terms of the number of Galaxy realms in one ethnic group, the demons have not been afraid of any of them."

The three peak populations are no match for the Demon Race, let alone the mere Abyss Race.

A small clan that doesn't even have a strong Saint King who can carry the cauldron has a more arrogant attitude than a big clan with a strong Saint King sitting in charge.

The two sides were silent for a moment, and Mo Yu said: "Have you finished speaking, can you do it after finishing speaking? My time is precious, and I don't have time to waste it here with you."

"let's go!"

The leader of the Abyss Clan groaned for a moment, waved his hand, and left the room with the other nineteen companions, without leaving any harsh words.

After falling to the ground, after seeing them communicate with other companions on the ground, Sarris, who was protected among a hundred people, looked in Mo Yu's direction, with deep unwillingness in his eyes, and then gave an order, Order the army to retreat.

With Mo Yu, who has an absolute advantage on this battlefield, there is absolutely no need for them to continue, this will only continue to deplete their own troops, and the gains outweigh the losses.

As a result, after Salis's retreat order was conveyed, the remaining [-] troops of the Abyss Clan turned into a torrent and retreated from here, and did not stop until they were within ten kilometers away from the pass.

Obviously they didn't intend to just let it go.

But that was no longer Mo Yu's change of management.

He only needs to stay here for a day or two, and he can leave when the reinforcements from the Principality of Kasimel arrive.

Mind this.

Mo Yu hangs cross-legged in the sky, closes his eyes and enters meditation, and has no intention of going down to see Sicily.

And with his sea-fixing needle, Sicily and the others below could finally have a stable life, and the soldiers who had been physically and mentally exhausted for a day fell asleep on the spot.

Sicily stared at the figure above, opened his mouth to shout something, but swallowed it back.

Since she doesn't come out to meet her, there must be some inconvenience. In this case, don't be ignorant, it's nothing to touch your nose, don't make this strong man unhappy.

Like this, time passes day by day.

As the first front line of direct contact between the two sides, it was extraordinarily quiet because of Mo Yu's appearance. Not only was there no flames of war, even there was no noise.

Soon, two days passed.

And the moment the morning of the next day arrived, a long black line appeared in the sky behind the battle line. A closer look revealed what kind of black line there was, and it was a huge army.

Reinforcement arrives.

Seeing this, Mo Yu closed his posture, stood up slowly, and disappeared with a flick of his figure.

And the next moment when he disappeared, the soldiers of the Abyss clan stationed ten kilometers away thought that the opportunity had come, but they waited for a long time before the adults above ordered to charge.

Just when they were wondering, they saw that the tall and thick earth wall that gradually disintegrated after the unknown strong man left revealed its inner realm.

The previously sparsely guarded city wall was now full of people, all of them full of energy and fighting spirit, not as depressed as before.

Seeing this scene, the idiot knew what was going on, the other party's reinforcements had arrived.

After all, they missed the opportunity.

Here.

Looking at the fully armed soldiers standing guard on the city wall, standing upright like a copper wall and iron wall to block the wind and frost, Sicily's hanging heart finally let go at this moment.

The tense nerves are soothed, just like a stretched rubber band. Excessive mental consumption caused her body to uncontrollably tilt to the other side at the moment of relaxation. At the moment when she was about to lose her balance, a pair of hands stretched out from behind caught her.

A familiar face came into view, and the visitor was none other than Elise, who was looking at her with distress and blame.

Sicily smiled at her sister Alice with difficulty, and then looked up at the place where the strong man who had protected them for two days was there. There was only the blue sky in sight, and the strong man had long since disappeared without a trace.

For some reason, Sicily felt a little lost in her heart, and she didn't know why she had such a mentality.

After getting rid of the distracting thoughts in his mind, everything is getting better now. Without the pressure, Sicily finally fell into a deep sleep.
When she woke up, it was already ten o'clock at noon the next day. At this time, Alice, who came to deliver the food, opened the door and entered.

(End of this chapter)