Infinite Heroes Seat

"you!--"

"you--"

Seeing the two people walking in the court, two exclamations sounded at the same time. One was Hou Tonghai who was so angry that he couldn't speak, and the other crushed a wine glass and saw Wang Chuyi who was like a ghost.

I saw that the middle-aged Taoist priest was surprised and frightened, with some doubts, but also mixed with a few strands of resentment, and his eyes looked straight at Mo Wen.

Mo Wen turned his head in disdain, and pulled Huang Rong straight into the hall.

"Huangmao girl, how dare you laugh at your uncle Hou and give me my life!"

Only then did Tong Hai react, spread his arms forward, and pounced towards Huang Rong.

Huang Rong just wanted to perform light work, but Mo Wen grabbed him, and saw a cold glow in his eyes. He pulled Huang Rong behind him and slapped it out.

Everyone felt their eyes flashed, and then they heard a crisp sound. Hou Tongtian flew back upside down. The corners of his mouth were **** and bloody, and several teeth were mixed in.

"Can't speak human words, don't speak anymore!"

Mo Wen glanced at him coldly, turned around and continued walking towards the hall. He could accommodate Huang Rong in every possible way, but it didn't mean that he would let a small horn like Hou Tongtian shine in front of him.

"Woo! Woo!—"

Growing up with a **** mouth, Hou Tongtian only had panic in his eyes.

The hall is quiet. Although Hou Tongtian ranks in the bottom among them, it does not mean that his strength is really weak. They solved the opponent with one move, and they didn't even see how the opponent made the move.

Sha Tongtian hurriedly walked over to help his younger brother, looked at Mo Wen, but did not dare to let out a word of cruelty.

However, Huang Rong looked at Mo Wen's eyes with brilliant colors. Although she knew that Mo Wen's martial arts was very high, she did not expect to be so high that even the famous masters of the older generation were not his opponents.

Perhaps his martial arts skills are similar to that of his father, and an idea emerged in Huang Rong's mind, and she shook her head again and pressed it down.

Although Guo Jing didn't know Huang Rong of female makeup, he had a relationship with Mo Wen. Seeing him walking in, he just wanted to say hello, but was held tightly.

"It's him! It's him! It must be him!..." Wang Chuyi next to him was already a little gibberish, his face was blue and purple, as if he was trying desperately to endure something, his hands clenched unconsciously. Stopped Guo Jing's hand.

I kept gripping Guo Jing with cold sweat on his head and exhaling softly. Then he reacted and apologized to Guo Jing, but his eyes were still fixed on Mo Wen.

Mo Wen naturally noticed the situation here, but he didn't care about it at all.

The two of them walked in front of Liang Ziweng, Mo Wen looked at Liang Ziweng who was sweating on his head, and said, "Rong'er is making snake soup. I want your precious snake."

"Go, bring it to me!"

"what!"

Liang Ziweng exclaimed that the snake has been raised for decades and is his lifeblood. Hearing this, he didn't care much about it, so he wanted to stand up and fight hard.

Unexpectedly, he was pressed by the other hand before he got up.

Holding Liang Ziweng's head, Mo Wen smiled lightly: "I heard that you were stripped of your hair by Hong Qigong. I just don't know if I can take your head off."

Seeing the palm that appeared on his head and the huge pressure on it, Liang Ziweng couldn't get up at all. He only felt a horror in his heart, and there were no other thoughts left. He immediately begged for mercy: "I pay, I'll give you, Young Xia, spare my life!"

Gently let go of Liang Ziweng, Mo Wen glanced at him, and said: "Go, don't think of any tricks, otherwise be careful of your life!"

Liang Zi Weng Rumeng was amnesty, and rushed out in a hurry.

Mo Wen took Huang Rong and sat in the seat in front of Liang Ziweng, chatting without anyone else, ignoring everyone's intentions.

Seeing him like this, he was not very popular in spirit and wisdom, so he stepped forward and suddenly said, "Your Excellency, it is admirable." Putting his hands together, he gave a salute, and suddenly raised his palms, and a strong wind rushed out. , But it was a sneak attack on Mo Wen with the internal strength of decades of practice. Without even looking at him, Mo Wen continued to chat with Huang Rong, slapped his backhand. As soon as the two palms touched, Master Lingzhi suddenly changed his internal power to external power, and his right palm came out to grab Mowen's wrist.

Mo Wen didn't change his move. He still slapped his face with a palm. Lingzhi was overjoyed on the human face. Holding Mo Wen's wrist was about to kill him, but the next moment his face changed, he only felt a wave on his wrist. The sea-like internal force rushed in, and couldn't hold it anymore, and then Mo Wen slapped him on his chest.

"You! You!" Master Lingzhi took a few steps back, and just opened his mouth to say something, but suddenly a frost formed on his eyebrows, and he fell to the ground all of a sudden and died of anger.

Mo Wen turned his head, looked at Master Lingzhi's body, and said disdainfully: "You want to count me with the poisonous palm of your three-legged cat!" Then he turned his head and continued talking to Huang Rong.

The hall was silent for a while, only the voice of talking to Huang Rong could not be heard.

On the main seat, Yang Kangru sat on pins and needles, looked at the mysterious figure, and said something to please, but when Mo Wen's indifferent eyes saw him, he had to swallow it again. In front of those deep eyes, his own Everything seems to be seen through.

On the side, there was another person who was more upset than Yang Kang. Sitting on the seat, Ouyang Ke looked at the bright girl obsessively, only feeling that he had been in vain all these years.

This Ouyang Ke has achieved martial arts skills, and backed by his uncle who is a Western poison, he has been rampant in the Western Regions for many years. He was born good, and he sent people to various places to search for them over the years and collected them as Ji concubines. All his concubines were all beauties in the world. Even the harems of the emperors of Dajin and Song Dynasty may not be comparable. How can they be in the palace of Zhao Wang? But when she met Huang Rong, her own Ji Ji was like dung in comparison. When she was chatting with Mo Wen, she heard the crisp voice, she was already fascinated.

It's just that he is not stupid after all. Looking at Mo Wen's action, he knows that the opponent's martial arts is far above him, but how willing and hesitant to ask him to give up this little beauty, he stood up and said to Mo Wen. : "Under Ouyang Ke, my uncle is Xidu Ouyang Feng. I don't know who your Excellency is. Can you be a friend?"

After deliberation, he decided to try his uncle's name.

"Ouyang Feng?"

Hearing this name, Mo Wen just smiled, turned his head, looked up and down Ouyang Ke, and then asked: "Your uncle's toad gong that was abolished more than ten years ago is back?"

"You! How did you know?"

Ouyang Ke’s face changed drastically, and the scene from many years ago came to his mind again. Back then, he was young and energetic, so greedy for flowers, and did not know how to constrain. He looted a young girl at the foot of the Tianshan Mountains, and later learned that the other party was from that place. But he conceited that his uncle was a master in the world, and he didn't take him seriously.

Unexpectedly, on the second day of returning to Zhuang, a group of powerful women came to the door. Not only did they save the girl, the leading young woman named Mu also resorted to the look of the'Nansu' palace. Family skills—Yi Yang Zhi, abolished his uncle’s hard practice toad gong in one fell swoop. Had it not been for his uncle’s surrender of the toad gong, I am afraid that both of their uncles and nephews would be killed on the spot.

From then on, Ouyang Ke didn't dare to hang around at the foot of the Tianshan Mountains, because it was too embarrassing~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Their uncles and nephews rarely spread it out, and outsiders also don't know how this young man knew about it.

Suddenly, Ouyang Ke felt that the figure of this young man and that of the woman were superimposed together. They were both with this unpredictable temperament, and they were all the same young. Suddenly, he thought of something, Ouyang Ke was a spirit.

"You, you are also from the Xiaoyao faction! No, it's impossible! The faction is all women, it's impossible—" He jumped up, then sat down with a puff, muttering to himself, but never again There is no guts to provoke unheard.

Tianshan Xiaoyao Sect was the nightmare in his heart, how could he dare not touch things related to that, even if it was not a disciple of Xiaoyao Sect.

Seeing that Ouyang Ke, with the deepest background, also wilted, everyone did not dare to speak more, only Huang Rong looked at him more, then looked at Mo Wen a few more times. Then Xi Du is a master at the same level as his father. It means that the martial arts of the housekeeper was abolished silently. What is the origin of the martial arts behind Brother Mo!

But Mo Wen had always kept secrets about her origins, and she didn't ask too much.

After a while, Liang Ziweng came out holding a bamboo basket with a painful expression on his face. A bright red snake was faintly visible in the bamboo basket. (To be continued.)