Farmer: Plant strange fire at the beginning and sell devil fruits.

The people at Yehen Bar were already confused when they saw the two Moon Worshipers, but now they were even more confused after hearing what they said.

"What kind of idiots are you two?"

A bald man at Yehen Bar cursed angrily.

Upon hearing this, the members of the Worshiping Moon Sect were instantly filled with murderous intent:

"court death!"

The air around the bald head squeezed towards him instantly.

A-level talent: Manipulate the air!

The bald man immediately used his talent and covered his body with rocks.

Resisting the air squeeze from the Moon Worshipers.

However, the defense of C-level talent is not as good as the offense of A-level talent.

Cracks appeared in the rocks on the bald man's body, and finally exploded.

The bald man fell to his knees, clutching his throat in pain, and looked at the two Moon Worshipers in horror.

The Moon Worshiper said coldly:

"The C-level talent is pretty good, but it's a pity that you're so unreasonable. We don't need a dog like you at Moon Worshiping Sect!"

Dou Yubo's eyes turned cold:

"Fan Guangxuan!"

Yu Hongwei was stunned, and suddenly the spirit of death came out, and he shouted:

"Do not impulse!"

Who does Fan Guangxuan care about?

The white wax instantly covered Fan Guangxuan's body, forming a mecha full of futuristic technology.

At first glance, it feels like the first generation Iron Man.

Pewter bombs were shot out from the barrel one by one, towards the two Moon Worshipers in the sky.

A member of the Moon Worshipers looked at Dou Yubo angrily:

"Insolent! If you don't eat the toast, you will be punished with alcohol!"

They simply couldn't believe that Dou Yubo dared to have people attack them!

Shouldn't she happily accept the offer from the Moon Worship Sect?

Another Moon Worshiper was covered in a layer of bone armor, and his hands turned into ferocious white bone ghost hands:

"Those who don't understand the rules!

Then go to hell, you guys!

Pay for Yang Xiong’s life! "

B-level talent: Bones!

The spiritual aura of these two people is quite strong, especially the A-level Moon Worshiper.

. . . . . .

"Who are these two people?"

"It is said that the people behind the Yang family are extraordinary forces. Is it true?"

"Looking at Brother Xuan, I'm afraid he's no match for you!"

"Damn it, I can't get involved in their fight! Those idiots from the Yang family have all been taken care of by Brother Xuan. I seem to be just a theatergoer!"

Nana watched Fan Guangxuan's battle nervously, her mouth pursed tightly.

"Cough cough!"

Nana heard the man in the wheelchair cough several times.

Nana asked quickly:

"Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Meng Xing slowly raised his head, and Nana finally saw Meng Xing clearly. He was wearing a ferocious Ghost King mask on his face.

"Go back."

Meng Xing's voice was still so weak, he said this to Fan Guangxuan.

Fan Guangxuan looked back and immediately stopped and retreated to Dou Yubo's side.

The two Moon Worshipers frowned and looked at Fan Guangxuan.

Fan Guangxuan's fighting power exceeded their expectations. Although he would lose sooner or later, he was not defeated yet, so why not continue fighting?

Could it be that you are afraid?

Looking at Dou Yubo again, he looked like he was sure of winning, but there was no trace of panic at all?

The two Moon Worshipers frowned.

Do they have any conspiracy?

Even if there is some conspiracy, so what?

In the face of absolute power, all conspiracies and tricks are child's play!

From their perspective, the inconspicuous man in a wheelchair, covered in fur and a raincoat, slowly stood up.

The moment he stood up, two Moon Worshipers clearly saw Dou Yubo bowing down.

Fan Guangxuan and Nana also quickly imitated Dou Yubo, bending slightly and lowering their heads.

"Are you a helper at Yehen Bar?"

A member of the Moon Worshipers began to examine Meng Xing.

Meng Xing turned down his hood, revealing a mask of the Crying Ghost King.

The two Moon Worshipers were frantically searching their minds for information about the powerful masked man.

However, the conclusion is that there are no top awakened people in this world who want to wear masks.

The worshiper of the Moon Sect looked at Dou Yubo with disdain.

Those who are ignorant wouldn’t think that cats and dogs can come to help, right?

Meng Xing licked his lips and shook his dry throat:

“There were originally twenty-eight elders in the Worshiping Moon Sect.

Only eighteen remained after the civil unrest.

Another six were lost in Nanhai.

Where do you rank among the existing elders? "

The two Moon Worshipers trembled, their eyes filled with shock.

This person actually knows the Moon Worship Gate so well? !

Meng Xing shook his head, his eyes filled with greed:

"None of this matters anymore!"

"Who on earth are you!" the two Moon Worshipers shouted angrily.

Meng Xing did not answer, but rose into the sky with urgent movements.

The furs that Dou Yubo had covered on his body all fell off, as if a wild beast that hadn't eaten meat for a long time had bumped into a lamb!

It is true that Meng Xing is hungry for life.

The spiritual fluctuations in the two Moon Worshipers were like some kind of "drug" that aroused Meng Xing's greed!

"Bastard thing!"

The A-level Moon Worshiper spread his hands in an attempt to control the air around Meng Xing.

However, Meng Xing's body burned with green flames, and the surrounding air was burned clean!

Meng Xing had already rushed in front of the A-level Moon Worshiper.

The A-level Moon Worshiper's eyes widened in horror, and he saw Meng Xing's eyes that looked like a hungry beast.

My eyes are so hungry that they glow green.

Meng Xing reached out and grabbed the throat of the A-level Moon Worshiper, and a sinister voice came out from his dry throat:

"life!"

The A-level Moon Worshiper's pupils suddenly shrank.

Meng Xing's stern eyes became extremely vicious in his eyes.

Like a little girl targeted by an evil spirit, or a little white mouse entangled by a poisonous snake.

The A-level Moon Worshiper opened his mouth, but nothing came out. A warm current flowed out from his crotch.

He was actually incontinent out of fear!

The eyes of the A-level Moon Worshiper gradually became blurred, and his face turned ashen.

A shrill wail of the undead sounded in Tongniu Bay.

Reached everyone's ears.

Of course, this is also because those present are all those with awakened combat talents, and the screams of the dead can be heard.

Fan Guangxuan and the B-level Moon Worshiper stared at Meng Xing in horror.

They are B-level. Although they cannot see the souls of the dead, they can also see some things that others cannot.

For example, now, a transparent energy seeps out from the head of the A-level Moon Worshiper.

Meng Xing's mouth, nose, and mouth swallowed up that power like a black hole.

ps: Many friends say that it is getting more and more watery.

Indeed, the author is so sorry for the readers. I have always hated writing, and I once said without shame that Taozi would never be able to read any chapter.

If you ask: 'Author, are you a hydrologist? '

I would say "Hey hey hey! It's really watery."

If you ask: "Author, are you unable to write anything, so you just try to make up the word count?"

I would say: "Hey hey hey! This book is my beloved little son, and he will grow up if I am patient with him."

Then this little friend wants to ask:

"Then what are you doing! Dashachun! What on earth are you going to do!?"

I think an author should bring happiness to everyone.

I don't want to say that my current situation makes everyone unhappy.

I just want to explain it weakly.

Actually, I was just too tired, and the hospital was not a good creative environment. It was too noisy and some people were crying.

Oh, of course, I cry too.

These days I just wrote out the story line, the plot is a bit rough, haha.

I didn’t want to write such a rough book, but I finally managed to write a small book, which Taozi cherishes very much.

Moreover, Taozi’s manuscript fee is linked to the number of reads per day, and writing poorly means no money.

When I am discharged from the hospital, I will definitely ensure quality updates.

If you feel that you can't accept it, then you should support books and support books. I'm embarrassed to ask you for royalties if the writing is so bad.

If you guys want to quit, I would like to apologize to everyone. It is true that my writing has been poor recently, and I am very grateful to everyone for accompanying me all the way.

Finally, finally, Taozi lost fifteen pounds!

If I can be discharged from the hospital, I will definitely be able to wear great-looking clothes!

When the time comes, I will take pictures for you to see. What a surprise!