I am the Thunder Emperor in the fight

Mo Yu's eyes paused on the black snake-shaped sword, and then slowly turned his head. Behind him was a young man in black robes.

The young man in black had an arrogant look on his face, and his eyes seemed to be contemptuous of everything.

Behind the young man in black, there were three old men following closely and an acquaintance young man in white.

And the young man in white turned out to be Bei Hao.

At this time, Bei Hao had a sneer on his lips. It was obvious that the young man in black suddenly intervened and had a lot to do with Bei Hao.

However, Mo Yu obviously had no time to pay attention to Bei Hao at this time. When his eyes swept over the bodies of the other three people, he also frowned slightly.

The two old men at the back had majestic auras and their strength had obviously reached the level of the Eight-Star Douzong. Moreover, the old man standing in front made Mo Yu's heart freeze.

"Dou Zun."

The old man had a scar on his face and a ferocious expression. He seemed to be no different from an ordinary old man who killed pigs. However, Mo Yu was able to detect with his keen soul perception that this man's strength must have reached the level of fighting. Respect the level!

The young man in black suddenly intervened, which also made people around him look at him in surprise.

And when these people saw the three old men behind the former, a flash of surprise flashed in their eyes. They were able to bring such a lineup when they went out. It seemed that the background of this group of people was quite strong.

"Haha, my friend, I can give you double the price you offered, but can you exchange this copper piece for me?"

The young man in black smiled slightly at Xiao Yan, but the black snake-shaped sword in his hand was nailed tightly to the copper plate, showing no signs of moving away.

Mo Yu stared at the young man in black. After a moment, he slowly shook his head and said lightly: "No."

As soon as he finished speaking, he curled his fingers together and flicked the black snake-shaped sword like lightning. An extremely dark force suddenly burst out, directly shaking the snake-shaped sword and drifting away. And his shot was like lightning, and he grabbed the copper piece again.

Mo Yu's sudden attack also made the young man in black look slightly cold, but he was not slow at all. He waved his finger on the snake-shaped sword, and the sword slashed at Mo Yu's palm like a poisonous snake, with sharp force. The air cut a tiny crack in the space.

In response to the swift and fierce counterattack of the young man in black, Mo Yu's expression remained unchanged. He flicked his finger on the copper plate, then suddenly flew back, turned his fingers into palms, and with majestic strength, fiercely The explosion hit the snake-shaped sword!

"Oh!"

A low voice resounded, and under Mo Yu's palm, the black snake-shaped sword was directly pressed heavily on the jade platform.

Before the young man in black could draw it out, he whipped the young man in black in the face with a powerful whip like an antelope hanging its horns.

Facing Mo Yu's powerful whip, the young man in black's face darkened, but at this moment, he could only let go of the snake-shaped sword and take two steps back before dodging the wind from Mo Yu's leg. .

"Young man is so impudent!"

When the black-clothed young man retreated, the two old men behind him, who were around the Eight-Star Douzong, also had dark faces. With a step, they appeared in front of the former, with their palms like eagle talons pointing directly at Mo Yu's shoulders. Caught it.

As soon as the two of them took action, Mo Yu sneered softly, and from his shoulders, two wisps of extremely poisonous green energy rushed out.

"careful!"

Facing those two extremely vicious wisps of green energy, the face of the scarred old man who had never done anything changed slightly, and he spoke as a reminder.

Hearing this, the faces of the two old men also condensed, and fighting spirit wrapped their hands, but there was still a faint poisonous wind that quietly penetrated into the noses of the two old men.

At that moment, the Dou Qi in the two people's bodies was fluctuating in a chaotic manner, and they quickly stepped back with horrified expressions on their faces, suppressing the surge of Dou Qi in their bodies.

"What? Are you still trying to rob me?"

After giving these two old guys a moderate lesson, Mo Yu said calmly.

The Xuanyin Poison Demonic Thunder is a Xuan Lei mixed with the overbearing poisonous energy of the Ernan Poison Body. Even if it has not yet returned to its peak, high-level fighting sects will still feel uncomfortable if they are careless.

The two old men barely suppressed the poisonous fighting spirit in their bodies, and there was a flash of heart palpitations in their eyes when they looked at Mo Yu.

I didn't expect that this seemingly young boy would have such a poison in his body. If he hadn't relied on his advanced strength, he might have overturned.

Bei Hao on the side also looked at Mo Yu in surprise and frowned slightly. He didn't expect that this disciple who didn't know where to recruit Bingli could actually have such a method.

Does this kid have anything to do with that Mo Yu?

The young man in black looked at Mo Yu with a solemn gaze. After a moment, he suddenly smiled arrogantly and said to Mo Yu: "Huh, boy, I heard from Bei Hao that your name is Xiao Huohuo, and you are a disciple of Master Qi Meng. The background is pretty good too.

But I am Lin Lang, the young master of Diming Sect. If you want to steal something from me, you are not qualified! "

"Diming Sect?"

Hearing this, the expressions of Feng Mu and Lan Yingying on the side changed, and Mo Yu also frowned slightly.

He naturally has some understanding of the forces in Zhongzhou. The so-called Diming Sect has a very strong reputation. Not only is it not inferior to Wanjiange in the slightest, it is even better than it.

Because behind the Diming Sect is one of the two famous sects in the mainland, the Tianming Sect.

The Tianming Sect has three subordinate sects under its command, which are also called the Lower Three Sects in the mainland, and the Diming Sect is one of them. As for the other two sects, they are the Xuanming Sect and the Huangming Sect.

The power of the Diming Sect, not to mention the Sifang Pavilion, is not even inferior to forces like Sangu.

After all, even if others don't give face to Diming Sect, they will always give face to Tianming Sect. The strength of this ancient sect that has been inherited for nearly a thousand years is not terrible.

"Sorry, I don't know you. I was interested in this copper piece first, and I have no intention of transferring it for the time being."

Although he knew that the Diming Sect was not a fuel-efficient lamp, Mo Yu could not give up the copper piece to the other party just because of this. He was not even afraid of the Soul Palace, let alone the Diming Sect.

The old man in black robe who owned the stall nearby couldn't help but feel regret when he saw the two parties fighting for the piece of copper. He was obviously aware of the extraordinary value of the piece of copper.

However, the deal had been reached, and he could not regret taking back the copper piece. He could only watch helplessly as Mo Yu and Lin Lang, the young master of Diming Sect, fought for the piece of copper.

In response to Mo Yu's unkind words, a hint of gloom flashed across Lin Lang's proud face, and he immediately sneered.

"Xiao Huohuo, you have many friends and many paths. It is unreasonable to offend my Earthly Ming Sect for some unknown things. Don't think that the Qi Alliance can protect you. Master Swordsmith is also a good friend of my Earthly Ming Sect. .”

Bei Hao on the side heard this and nodded with a smile. Then he looked at Mo Yu and the others with a cold look in his eyes.

Seeing this, Feng Mu and Lan Yingying couldn't help but have a flash of anger on their faces.

Although the swordsmith master and the soldier had never dealt with each other, it was really abominable for Bei Hao to use outsiders to deal with his own people.

Mo Yu smiled indifferently. He had already entered the must-kill blacklist for the sword-making master, so he didn't feel angry at all.