Chapter 1634: Mohist Taoist
Fatty Liu got up, and the three brothers had already formed a defensive formation.
It's obvious that they just want to fight you to the death!
The result of consumption will definitely be that you die first.
Standing in the enemy's fire array, one against three.
Among the three, one is fierce, one is strong, and one is harmful.
Are you okay?
Fatty Liu gritted his teeth and said, "I never thought that I would need to use my magic weapon to kill three little devils! I am so embarrassed today!"
Fatty Liu stretched out his hands, stood firmly on his horse stance, and shouted loudly.
Although their voices were hoarse and their voices were not as fierce, the hoarse anger still made the three brothers alert.
"Tiancheng Ding! Show up!"
Countless stars gathered in the center of his palms, gradually becoming brighter and brighter.
"What is he doing?" Zhao Ritian asked.
Lu Chengwen shook his head: "I don't know, it seems to be the artifact he is in charge of."
"Interrupt him!"
Long Aotian was about to rush over, but Lu Chengwen grabbed him and said, "No, we don't know anything about divine weapons. If we rush over rashly, we might suffer a loss."
Fatty Liu grinned, spread his arms, and the starlight instantly spread out, instantly turning into the shape of a tripod.
The starlight gradually took shape, and an ancient bronze tripod gradually appeared.
Fatty Liu suddenly bent down and slapped the ground with one hand: "Split!"
call--!
A hurricane blew the three brothers so hard that they could not open their eyes. They covered their eyes and tried hard to see their opponents.
Fatty Liu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stood up with a gloomy face.
The three of them looked over and saw that the Red Emperor's Burning Sky Flame had been divided into a large area by the Tiancheng Cauldron.
The Scarlet Emperor's Burning Sky Flame cannot get close.
Fatty Liu's complexion looked much better, and he began to greedily breathe in fresh air to replenish his oxygen deficiency.
"Little brats, do you think these fire weapons are invincible? Oh, they are divine weapons! Look carefully!"
"I never thought that I would have to use a divine weapon to deal with you three little bastards! You must feel honored on your way to the underworld. You are qualified to be the nourishment for my Tiancheng Ding! This life is not in vain!"
The three people opposite had no expression on their faces.
Three pairs of eyes, each one more indifferent and colder than the other.
Long Aotian: "Zhao Ritian, is your anger not fierce enough?"
Zhao Ritian snorted: "Why? You want to add a helping hand?"
Lu Chengwen said: "Without the energy shield of Master Uncle, I don't know if the three fires released together will harm innocent people."
Long Aotian glanced at Lu Chengwen and snorted, "Go ahead and release him. Burning an innocent person to death is my responsibility."
Zhao Ritian clenched his fists and said, "Then I will let go completely and play to my heart's content!"
Lu Chengwen took a deep breath and said, "Alright! This is my first time to fight against a divine weapon. Let's see today who will live and die when the Emperor's Fire meets the divine weapon!"
At this moment, a figure flew over, holding a strange whisk, and swung it violently!
A gap immediately appeared in the center of the sea of fire!
The Tiancheng Ding fell to the ground with a clang, and its color gradually faded.
The flames burning in the palms of the three brothers also dissipated instantly.
The three brothers were startled and looked over. A middle-aged man in a Taoist robe was standing in the middle of the two camps. He was unmoved, but he looked a bit like an immortal, like a hermit from another world.
Fatty Liu waved his hand angrily: "Master Mo! You have nothing to do here, get out of here!"
The man called Mo Laodao smiled and said, "Master, why do you have to be so angry with a few juniors?"
"These three little bastards have gone too far in bullying me! If I don't take them down today, where will my dignity be?!"
Zhao Ritian said angrily, "Old Taoist, get out of the way! Get out of the way! I'm letting him get mad! Fatty Liu, am I a coward? You're calling for help, right? If you have the guts, don't leave. I'm not going to squeeze the shit out of you today. I'm your real dad!"
Fatty Liu pointed at Zhao Ritian and said, "You said it, you little brat! Whoever leaves today will be the son of a bitch! Just wait and see if I can kill you!"
Long Aotian narrowed his eyes and looked at the old Taoist, not knowing whether he was an enemy or a friend, and immediately went to look at Lu Chengwen.
Lu Chengwen also looked confused.
This man's surname is Mo, could he be from the Mohist school? But he is wearing a Taoist robe! Is the Mohist school a Taoist family? I haven't heard of it!
Long Aotian and Lu Chengwen had the same doubts.
Taoist Mo turned around and looked at Lu Chengwen and the other two: "Are these the three heroes of Yanzhao Sect? Nice to meet you."
Zhao Ritian said, "You don't need to be honored to meet me. It's not a great honor! I just want to ask you, are you backing up Fatty Liu? If you say yes, then both of you can come at us together. The three of us who frown are not men! If you don't, get out of the way. You have nothing to do here today! Just watch from the side!"
Fatty Liu angrily said, "Do I need to call for help? Don't set me on fire if you have the guts! You'll be done for if I don't beat you up! You little brat, I'll give you a brain slash!"
Zhao Ritian said, "You are bragging! You are the same as me, one moment you are calculating, the next you are talking about magic weapons! I told you that if you have the ability, don't wear clothes! It's nothing for you to fight with clothes on, take off your clothes! If you have the ability, fight me with your bare bottom!"
Fatty Liu angrily said, "My abacus is a weapon! My weapon!"
"Then my Imperial Fire is also my weapon! It's normal for you to carry a weapon, but it's considered cheating for me to carry a little fire? Why don't you say that you are much higher level than me?"
"Fuck! You three beat me up, who the hell can't afford to play with me!?"
Zhao Ritian stamped his feet and shouted, "You are so fat that you can fight six people! The three of us are equivalent to one against two. We are at a disadvantage, okay?!"
Mo Laodao said sternly: "Say less!"
Taoist Mo said to Fatty Liu, "Mr. Liu, you can't touch these three people. Give me some face and we can talk."
Mr. Liu angrily said, "I've fought with them like this, and I won't fight you if you say so... What does this mean?!"
Lu Chengwen also said, "Sir, please step aside. Things have come to this point. No one will feel at ease unless there is a life or death. The readers will definitely curse."
Mo Laodao said angrily: "Today, I stand here on behalf of the Mo family! Whoever doesn't give me face, I will help one group to fight another. I said! Who is in favor, who is against!?"
Zhao Ritian got angry when he heard this: "You have an extra chicken..."
Lu Chengwen pulled him back and shook his head.
Mr. Liu said angrily, "Master Mo! You are clearly biased, aren't you? Look at my house burned down! They are making such a fuss in my house, if I don't kill them, how can I survive in the Southland in the future?! Can I give you this face? Have you given me face?"
Taoist Mo sighed: "Everyone take a step back!"
Taoist Mo said to Mr. Liu, "Forget about your matter. I will go and negotiate and let Long Aotian treat you. I will make sure that your Tiancheng Ding will have a successor! Okay?"
"What if he can't be cured?"
"If he can't be cured, I'll help you kill the three of them! Is that okay? Think about your Tiancheng Ding! Think about your son!"
Mr. Liu gritted his teeth and glared at the person opposite him. Although he couldn't swallow this humiliation, for him, his son inheriting the Tiancheng Ding was the most important thing in the rest of his life.
Taoist Mo turned around, and Long Aotian said with a gloomy face: "Mr. Mo, it's not that I don't give you face. In this situation, without a suitable bargaining chip, the three of us brothers will never compromise."
"The Mo Clan's mountain gate is high, but we in the Yanzhao Clan... have never seen other people's faces."
"If you can't explain this matter clearly today, we brothers will not be able to report to our master when we return."
Taoist Mo looked at them and said, "I'll use your three lives! Is that okay?!"












