Chapter 1527: furious

"What, it has something to do with the goddess, Master Mo Yong, tell us what the **** is going on."

People yelled loudly, as long as they have something to do with the goddess, it is theirs!

"Well, since everyone wants to know so much, I will tell you that Xu Dao is not..."

Mo Yong shot a sharp light in his eyes, just about to say that Xu Dao was not a normal person, he was sick, and a voice suddenly came and interrupted him.

"Actually, it's not that I won't come, but that I have already come."

The sound is sonorous, irritating, and the lingering sound is endless!

This voice was very abrupt, and it sounded in the crowd.

The person close to the source of the sound turned his head and found that it was Zhang Yifeng who was speaking with a mustache.

Standing beside Zhang Yifeng, Xu Nantian and his wife and Qiu Xue wearing a veil. Ji Dali also followed the three of them.

Zhang Yifeng has long been here. The reason why he didn’t come to power on time was to see what Mo Yong would do if he didn’t make an appointment. Now he understands that this young master mostly wants him to be a joke for the entire Dali Kingdom. It is so vicious but naive to announce the news of his illness thoroughly.

The sound was still floating, Zhang Yifeng stepped on both feet, the golden aura formed a golden cloud layer, stepped on the cloud and glided, and quickly reached the ring.

"Who is this person? Is he the Xu Dao?"

As soon as Zhang Yifeng came out, he immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"Damn, just like this, can you get the favor of the goddess? I haven't looked handsome yet."

"This kid is so courageous, he dared to go to the ring, and going to the ring means fighting, and there will be a good show later."

On the ring, Mo Yong looked at Zhang Yifeng who was on the ring, somewhat surprised, and said: "Brother Xu, I thought you wouldn't dare to come up, I didn't expect Brother Xu to be really kind!"

Zhang Yifeng looked at Mo Yong with cold eyes: "Mo Yong, if I didn’t come up just now, would you say something that would make me unable to hold my head up forever? In fact, you should be thankful that I’m on stage now, because once You really said those words, I will—kill you!"

Zhang Yifeng's black eyes suddenly shot out two brilliant lights, like two flying dragons, majestic and full of peerless killing intent!

If Mo Yong was brave enough to make him so ugly in public, he would definitely kill Mo Yong, no matter who his father was.

For a man, the biggest insult is to say that he is ill, and it has to be known to the world.

The so-called people are terrible, and the three are tigers. When everyone thinks he is sick, even if he is a normal person, what can he explain? Should I take off my pants in public and show them to them?

"You want to kill me?" Mo Yong was stunned after hearing Zhang Yifeng's words.

A boy with a cultivation base in the Yuanhua period, actually blatantly wanted to kill him.

Not only did he laugh, but even the spectators in the audience couldn't help but laugh.

"This Xu Dao is crazy, he actually said to kill Mo Yong, where is the courage!"

"Haha, Master Mo Yong, kill this person who wants to eat swan meat."

Zhang Yifeng ignored the clamoring spectators. These people were all kinds of envy, jealousy and hatred. He sneered at Mo Yong: "It's not that I want to kill you, but if you say that, I must kill you! "

"No, it's not just you, I can kill those three people!"

Zhang Yifeng said, pointing his finger at the three Zhong Guiping who were looking at him with a sneer under the ring!

This scheme must be planned by four people together. Since these four people didn't know the reason to stay in line for work and see each other in the future, he didn't need to make false claims with these four people.

In general, Zhang Yifeng would not take the initiative to kill, unless the other party robbed him of his things, or intended to kill him. When they went to Taiping City, although the four wanted to suppress him, they were not so excessive. Zhang Yifeng was also willing to play with them, but it is estimated These four people lost money and lost their red eyes, and they actually planned to push themselves to a dead end.

It's nothing if you drive the sheep to a dead end, but Zhang Yifeng is not a sheep, but a beast, a beast that can kill!

"furious!"

After listening to Zhang Yifeng's words, Mo Yong snorted coldly, and he couldn't understand, where did this Xu Dao's confidence come from? He is obviously a weak person, why is he still not afraid of being afraid?

"I don’t know if you’re crazy or not. Since you’re torn apart, then I don’t have to be brothers with you. By the way, I would like to ask, in your plan, if I meet, you are planning to defeat My meridians still directly mark me as a waste person who cannot take care of myself for the second half of my life."

Zhang Yifeng sneered at Mo Yong.

"Well, since everyone has already said something, then I will tell you very responsibly! On the ring, the sword has no eyes, life and death are fateful, even if you die, you can't blame anyone, but you can rest assured that you are our brother Xu after all , Brother will be merciful, just beat you in bed for a lifetime!" Mo Yong didn't hide it, since they decided to come hard, they must be domineering!

"I'm Mo Yong, today I want to fight so that you can't take care of yourself!"

Mo Yong's voice kept echoing in the square, instantly detonating the audience.

"Master Mo Yong, real man, hit him, kill him!"

"I don't know that the sky is high and the earth is thick, and I tried to get involved with the goddess, which is tolerable and vulgar!"

"Master Mo Yong, you are so handsome, I decided to be your woman, come on, come on, flog me!"

After Mo Yong made a sound, he immediately made men and women crazy for him.

The blood of the cultivator is hot after all, as long as it is stimulated, it will immediately boil.

They came to Hundred Battle City with only one purpose, that is, to see Mo Yong kill Xu Dao, or Xu Dao beat Mo Yong to death.

Only when people are killed is the liveliest and most exciting!

This is the world of the practitioner. In the world of cultivators, dead people are commonplace.

Only those who survive are worthy of their worship.

This is Lingyue Continent, no matter where you are, no matter what your status, fist is the last word!

A hard fist can usher in applause, usher in status, usher in the attention of the public, and hundreds of millions of people shout!

Obviously, in their hearts, Mo Yong is definitely stronger than Zhang Yifeng, so his popularity is higher than Zhang Yifeng.

Hearing the shouts of people, Mo Yong also felt his blood boil. He had been a dude for so many years, and only then did he understand that it turned out that getting the shouts and attention of the cultivators was the coolest thing!

Mo Yong suddenly felt that he was the dragon among the people, domineering and unbeatable. It seemed that in an instant, he had become the proud son of the Dali Kingdom. What a complete face is a brilliant genius, what a royal prince, Get out of here! He Mo Yong is the one who responds, the dragon among the people.