Son-in-law Dan Zun

"Damn you!" Mo Fan let out a cold voice, with cold killing thoughts in his eyes.

He didn't need to pay attention to his previous words.

But the people of the evil witch sect were so overbearing, the simple and honest figure just because of a whispered reminder, they would suffer such an innocent disaster.

"There are too many people who want me to die, but can you do it?" The evil witch cult Qingyou looked at Mo Fan contemptuously, with a sneer on his face.

The simple and honest figure solemnly reminded: "Go away, don't catch yourself up for me."

"Go?" Another young cult cult sneered. "If you provoke me, the cult cult still wants to leave. You really can dream!"

Immediately, several youths of the evil witch cult stood side by side, looking at the group of people like cats and mice.

Seeing this, the simple and honest figure suddenly turned into a gray face, really didn't plan to let it go?

"You are so stupid, I have reminded you." The simple and honest figure sighed.

"The really stupid person is you, not us." Luo Wushu whispered, "Knowing to remind us not to provoke the evil witch cult, he was stubborn to death and screwed to his bones."

The simple and honest figure knew the hegemony of the evil witch cult, so when the opponent scolded him, he should leave directly.

Instead, want an answer.

Could it be that he would remind himself that his group would not provoke the honest young men of the evil witch cult, and would they not know the character of the other party?

"Do you have any difference?" The cultist sneered sarcastically. This is fifty steps and one hundred steps?

Whether it's Luo Wushu's group or a simple and honest young man, don't be nosy, one party can survive.

But unfortunately, both sides chose to look for death.

Don't blame them for being cruel.

Luo Wushu's figure fell next to Mo Fan and smiled at the honest figure: "Next time, don't be so stupid."

"Good people don't live long, and the scourge remains for thousands of years. We have no next time. The evil witches will not let us go." There was a self-deprecating look on the simple and honest figure, with some regrets in his heart. Why should he remind Luo Wushu and his party.

A kind reminder, but in exchange for such a scene, this world is too ruthless.

"Kindness, it's never wrong!" Luo Wushu's voice became a little low.

"Although the world is ruthless, there are still many sentient and righteous people, and there is no shortage of people who are kind-hearted like you."

"Of course, before doing good deeds next time, remember to consider whether you have the ability to do good deeds."

"It's meaningless to increase casualties."

The simple and honest figure nodded, the matter is over, there is no need to say more.

Although the ending is still dying, Luo Wushu has a good saying...

Regardless of whether goodness is rewarded or not, it is not that goodness is at fault. We can only blame that the wicked are too evil.

But what's the point if you become ruthless and lose your heart because of the ruthlessness of the world?

"Then what are you doing?" The people of the evil witch cult looked at Luo Wushu and his party playfully, only feeling a little funny.

Whether it is Luo Wushu's group or the simple figure, they all have mouths to preach to others, and they can't control their own mouths.

"I'm thinking, how do you want to die?" Luo Wushu's gaze was finally swept towards the evil witch cult.

On the handsome face, there is no longer a slight smile, there is just incomparable indifference.

"Hahaha...Are you foolish people saying enough dreams?" The eyes of the evil witches became more and more ironic and cold.

Luo Wushu and the others are probably because they are ignorant, so they haven't realized what the three words of evil witch religion mean.

"Leave it to me to kill!" Mo Fan let out a voice indifferently, his burly body took the lead, and he could no longer control the killing thoughts in his heart, looting and killing the people who were going to the evil witch cult.

Feeling Mo Fan's thoroughly revealed cultivation base, not only did the cult youths not have any dread, but some were just incomparably contemptuous.

"The mere three-rank Heavenly Sovereign Realm, is that your confidence?"

A wicked young man walked out. His name was Li Qing. Although he was also a third-rank Celestial Realm cultivation base, he was confident enough to deal with Mo Fan.

"Bang!" An astonishing collision erupted in the void.

However, the next moment, countless people's eyes suddenly condensed.

I saw that Li Qing of the Third Stage Heavenly Sovereign Realm was too late to utter a scream, and with Mo Fan's punch, it exploded into blood mist in the sky.

Obviously, even he himself did not expect that his own strength and Mo Fan are not of the same magnitude at all.

"Hiss!" There was a slight silence in the vast world, and there were many sounds of cold breath.

But even so, no one is optimistic about Luo Wushu and his party.

Because Li Qing, who was killed by Mo Fan, could only be regarded as quite satisfactory among the few members of the evil witch cult.

The strongest young man, Wu Qing is the cultivation base of the fifth-rank Tianzun realm.

"Dog miscellaneous, dare to kill my evil witches, even if you go to the sky today, no one will save you."

Wu Qing, who had always had a playful look on his face, was careless, his expression turned serious and cold.

An astonishing chill came out of him, and the terrible killing intent caused many people's faces to change slightly.

The reason why the young cult cultists dare to be so domineering and do no evil is that apart from the cult behind them, more importantly, their own strength is not weak.

"But today, you will only die." Mo Fan responded indifferently, with a dark golden light flowing around his body, sweeping out a monstrous demon power.

"Boom!"

The sky stone trembled violently under his feet, and immediately saw Mo Fan's figure, like a real demon **** killing Wu Qing.

The terrible magic power, rolling in, made Wu Qing's expression instinctively serious.

It was completely unexpected that Mo Fan, who was only at the Third Stage Heavenly Sovereign Realm, could explode such terrifying magic power.

It seems that Li Qing's death is not unjustified.

"It's just that, it can't make up for the huge difference in cultivation level between you and me." Wu Qing yelled, his cold fist shook up hard.

Even though Mo Fan showed great power, in essence, he was still only the third-rank Heavenly Sovereign Realm.

"Boom!"

The fists met, and the terrible sound made countless people's hearts tremble violently.

Immediately, he was shocked to see that Wu Qing's figure was retreated by a violent earthquake.

In contrast, Mo Fan's figure looked like an unshakable demon, standing still.

"Can't make up?" Mo Fan asked in a cold voice, and the demon-like figure came out again.

It was still a brutal punch.

The only difference is that Mowei has become stronger, seemingly more and more courageous.

"How is this possible?" A horrified voice blurted out.

It was from Di Zhu who satirized Mo Qingcheng at the beginning and bluntly said that Luo Wushu and his party were idiots.

"Evil Wind Sword!" Wu Qing's expression was terrified, he looked extremely ugly and gloomy, and he no longer had the strong posture he had before.

Between the world and the earth, there was a wicked and cold wind suddenly, resounding with terrible swords.

Afterwards, there was a sword of Yinxie, punishing the demon-like figure.

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