Urban Medical Martial Immortal Zun

Lord Mo Ke, they all know it!

That is one of the strongest members of the Ancient Dragon Clan!

The strength can be ranked among the top five of the Molonggu clan!

As powerful as Nan Rufeng is, it's not enough to look at in front of Mr. Mo Ke!

In their view.

If Master Mo Ke makes a move, it will be an easy task to take down Lin Tian!

And most of the Jiaoren monks who were watching were a little confused.

They don't know what the so-called Dragon Envoy is, and who is Master Mo Ke.

Even Fang Wen, this is the first time I heard of it.

On the contrary, Ji Lei and Ji Yun's expressions became extremely dignified.

"The real trouble is coming!"

Ji Yun pursed his lips and said worriedly: "I hope Elder Lin can handle it!"

Fang Wen asked suspiciously: "What do you know? There is really a dragon envoy? It can't really be the legendary dragon clan!"

Just now Ji Lei and Ji Yun mentioned the so-called Dragon Envoy, but he didn't believe it.

But now that he felt the rolling coercion, he felt terrified.

and.

In his bones, he inexplicably felt fear and wanted to surrender.

Not only him, but Ji Lei and Ji Yun, as well as many Jiaoren monks who were watching from a distance, all felt this way.

But they didn't pay much attention to it.

I thought that the people who appeared were too powerful, and the coercion released alone was enough to make them uncomfortable!

At this time.

Lin Tian took the flying sword back, watched the billowing dark clouds approaching, and stopped his hands.

And Nan Rufeng wished he could catch his breath.

As Lin Tian stopped, he retreated hastily, terrified.

"Boom..."

A thunderous bang exploded, followed by dark clouds.

Then the void twisted, and a figure appeared from that period.

It was a middle-aged man in a white Confucian robe with neatly tied hair.

It was clearly dressed as a scholar, with a folding fan in his hand, looking extremely elegant.

If he didn't have that billowing coercion on him, anyone who sees him will definitely feel like a spring breeze!

"Master Mo Ke, you are finally here!"

Nan Rufeng had long been terrified, and when he saw this person appearing, he hurried over and said in a trembling voice.

"interesting!"

Mo Ke inspected Lin Tian for a while, nodded to Nan Rufeng and said: "There is such a strong person in the human race, and you are not an opponent! It is really rare!"

"Master Mo Ke, I was careless! I didn't expect such a monster to appear! If you hadn't appeared in time, I would have fallen into his hands!"

Nan Rufeng swallowed hard, and said bitterly.

"Hmph! Skills are not as good as people!"

Mo Ke let out a muffled snort, appearing very dissatisfied.

This made Nan Rufeng and many of his subordinates in the extreme star realm change their expressions in fright.

They know the strength of this Mo Ke lord best.

Even if Nan Rufeng and many of his subordinates fight together, they can't pose any threat to Mo Ke!

"Go down!"

Mo Ke raised his hand, and slammed the fan in his hand at those strong men in the astral realm.

for a moment.

It seems that there is an invisible force of terror.

It has been applied to these powerhouses in the extreme star realm.

Their complexions changed drastically, they only felt that there was power acting on their bodies, but they couldn't resist, and their bodies fell to the ground involuntarily.

This scene.

What an amazing visual impact!

The many Jiao-human monks who were watching were all horrified.

It's still shocking for Bi Lintian to beat Nan Rufeng!

"So powerful! Who is he?"

The minds of many people of the Flood Terran are full of doubts, and everyone is extremely confused.

"This is Lord Dragon Envoy of the Ancient Demon Dragon Clan, you are still kneeling down!"

At this time, Nan Rufeng looked at the tens of thousands of Jiaoren monks who were watching from a distance, and shouted loudly.

Ancient Demon Dragon Clan?

Many people have doubts in their minds.

But many people also remembered the ancient legends circulating in the ethnic group.

It is said.

Back then, the Jiaoren were slaves of the powerful ancient Dragon Clan. At that time, they were enslaved by the Dragon Clan and became one of its most humble subordinate groups!

However, tens of thousands of years have passed.

These legends have already been regarded as legends by all the monks of the Jiaoren tribe.

This is, maybe it doesn't exist at all!

But in front of him, the scholar who appeared is the legendary Dragon Clan strongman?

"The legend you know is not a fiction, but a real existence!"

Seeing that no one moved, Nan Rufeng shouted again: "Kneel down!"

only.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, still in disbelief.

After all, it was just a distant legend.

No matter how powerful the Dragon Clan is.

But let them become the most humble slave group, it is difficult to accept!

Even if it is the Dragon Clan, they are not willing!

The fact that the Jiao-human race was born from the Jiaolong and the human race alone made many Jiao-human races unwilling to accept it.

Since ancient times, they all felt that their Jiaoren race was one of the most noble races.

Knowing that it was Jiaolong and the human race that promiscuously reproduced, I felt it was an unprecedented shame!

Now.

How can they accept that they and others are slaves of the Dragon Clan?

"Hmph! These lowly bastards have not felt the power of my dragon clan for a long time, and have already forgotten the fear in their bones!"

Mo Ke's originally calm face suddenly turned cold, and he shouted in a cold voice.

Immediately.

He suddenly raised his hand and typed out many weird formulas, and waved them around.

"Ahhhhhh..."

next moment.

present.

All the Jiaoren monks who were within the range of his dragon language secret technique screamed in horror, and knelt down on the ground one after another.

Even Ji Lei, Ji Yun and Fang Wen were not spared.

They all knelt down on the ground involuntarily. ,

This kind of surrender and panic from the bones to the soul is unspeakable, this is the fear and surrender flowing from the blood, and I can only kneel down obediently!

Even if it is Nan Rufeng.

At this time, it fell directly from the midair, and smashed hard on the ground with a bang, setting off smoke and dust that soared into the sky.

On the spot, a huge deep pit appeared directly!

But for a strong man like Nan Rufeng, this kind of impact can't hurt him at all.

The weird secret technique played by Mo Ke only made him unable to mobilize his cultivation base and stay in mid-air, so he did not suffer any substantial trauma!

He also didn't care about the smoke and dust on his body, so he could only kneel on the ground hastily.

He is too profound for Mo Ke's powerhouse!

It was too easy for the other party to kill him.

At least in his opinion, it was easier for Mo Ke to capture and kill him than Lin Tian!

"Humble human race, don't you kneel down?"

Mo Ke looked at Lin Tian calmly, and said coldly: "Don't wait for me to make a move!"

Facing the scholar in front of him, Lin Tian's expression became slightly dignified.

This guy in front of him, although he is dressed as a tree of the human race, is a real dragon strongman!

It should be one of the branches of the dragon clan, the blood is extremely pure and powerful, and the dragon's power rolling over his body is extremely amazing, Lin Tian is very familiar with it!