There’s No One I Can’t Mess With

"Look, isn't that a disciple of Yunwu Holy Land!"

At this time, some monks surrounded him, and when they saw Chaoyang's attire, they immediately said.

"Yes, look at the clothes on this person, this is the core disciple of Yunwu Holy Land!"

A monk explained.

Yunwu Holy Land is divided into ordinary disciples, inner disciples, and core disciples.

Every one of the core disciples is at least a monk in the Mahayana stage.

And the real Chaoyang in front of him has reached the peak of the Mahayana period, which shows that even among the core disciples, he is also a very high-status existence.

"Who are those people who actually offended the core disciples of Yunwu Holy Land? It seems that they are doomed!"

Some monks began to guess.

After all, they are disciples of the Holy Land, and in their eyes, Lin Nan and the others are just casual cultivators in the Nascent Soul Stage, and the two are not at the same level.

"Hey, the two girls are only six years old, and they have reached the Nascent Soul stage. If this is put outside, I am afraid that many holy places are planning to accept them as disciples. It's a pity."

Some monks also saw that Lin Momo and Ling'er, who were only six years old and had already reached the Nascent Soul stage, could be described as peerless geniuses.

But now, facing the disciples of the Yunwu Holy Land who were at the peak of the Mahayana period, I am afraid that they can only die young.

A genius who dies young is not a genius.

But at this time, Lin Momo heard Taoist Chaoyang's words, but came out slowly, glanced at him lightly, and said, "Isn't it just crushing an ant to death, what's the fuss about!"

hiss!

Lin Momo's words fell into everyone's ears, and immediately made the surrounding monks gasp.

Squeeze an ant to death! This is simply too arrogant!

"Arrogant, really too arrogant."

"Which family's child is so rampant!"

"Who can bear that,

Not to mention the core disciples of Yunwu Holy Land, even Lao Tzu couldn't help but want to make a move! "

The group of onlookers were all amazed, and the look in their eyes looking at Lin Momo became extremely exciting.

Even Liu Ruqing glanced at Lin Nan, and said with some complaints, "Look at you, you have brought down both daughters!"

But Lin Nan laughed, "This is my daughter, like me!"

As for the real person Chaoyang, his face had become extremely gloomy at this time, and it seemed that water could drip out.

"Okay, very good, since that's the case, then I'll send you on your way to avenge my brother!"

After finishing speaking, the real Chaoyang flipped his hand, and there was a long sword in his hand.

As soon as the long sword came out, there was a crisp sound, like the chant of a shocking dragon, which made people's hearts flutter.

"This, this is probably the ultimate magic weapon!"

Seeing the long sword in Chaoyang's hands, someone exclaimed.

The ultimate spiritual treasure is really extremely powerful, second only to the existence of holy objects.

If it is an ordinary casual cultivator, even if it reaches the stage of joining the Tao, I am afraid that there will not be a top-grade spiritual treasure. But the disciples of the Yunwu Holy Land in front of them are holding top-grade spirit treasures, which makes people sigh, the disciples of the Holy Land are rich and powerful.

"Well, this is Master Chaoyang, the core disciple of our Cloud and Mist Holy Land, the candidate for the future Holy Son!"

At this time, seeing the envious eyes of the people around him, the body-fit cultivator beside Reverend Chaoyang also proudly raised his chest and said proudly.

hiss!

At this time, everyone was even more shocked.

The core disciples are not too shocking, after all, there are many core disciples in every holy place. But the candidate for the future Son of God is truly extraordinary.

You must know that every Holy Son of the Holy Land is a supreme existence. In the holy land, I am afraid that only a very small number of elders and holy masters can surpass it.

And the Taoist Chaoyang in front of him may be the candidate for the future Holy Son, which shows that he has a bright future.

At this time, Taoist Chaoyang also had a proud look on his face, looking at Lin Momo, there seemed to be a trace of pity in his eyes.

After all, the talent of the little girl in front of me is no less than his, even much stronger than him. But unfortunately, it is about to die in his hands now.

The pleasure of beheading a genius made him show a hint of ferocity on his face.

Swish!

Taoist Chaoyang stopped talking and swung his sword forward.

Immediately, a white light shot out from Taoist Chaoyang's ultimate magic weapon, like lightning, and reached Lin Momo in an instant.

The white light was like a dragon, and there was a trace of Dao Yun's breath shining on it, which made people feel frightened.

However, Lin Momo had a calm expression at this time, completely ignoring the other party.

Lin Momo didn't know how many monks he had killed before. Even if they were monks in the Taoist stage and the realm of true immortals, there were no fewer than a hundred people who died at Lin Momo's hands.

It wasn't until the white light was less than three feet away from her that Lin Momo slowly raised her small palm and patted it out.

hum!

A phantom evolved in that palm, instantly covering that white light.

Then, under the incredulous eyes of everyone, Taoist Chaoyang's white light was instantly defeated.

Not only that, Lin Momo's phantom shadow on the palm of his hand did not dissipate, and once again enveloped Taoist Chaoyang.

"What? This, how is this possible!"

Someone in the crowd saw this scene and exclaimed in disbelief.

"Isn't this little girl in the Nascent Soul stage? How could she be so strong!"

Lin Momo's attack completely overturned their imagination and made them feel incredible.

A monk in the Nascent Soul stage, under the attack of the subversive powerhouse in the Mahayana stage, defeated the opponent's attack so easily. And there seems to be room left.

"It's unbelievable, it's really unbelievable. A girl in the Nascent Soul Stage has such strength. If it were me, I'd be even more arrogant than her!"

A monk watching shook his head and sighed.

Just now, he felt that Lin Momo's words were too arrogant, but now he found that he has the capital of arrogance.

If it was him, he would probably be even crazier than the other party.

Without strength, that is called arrogance. If the strength is strong enough, it is only modest.

"not good!"

But at this time, facing Lin Momo's huge phantom palm, Taoist Chaoyang only felt a breath of death rushing from his back to the back of his head, making him break out in a cold sweat.

His figure quickly dodged to the side, trying to avoid Lin Momo's attack.

However, what Lin Momo used was the Daluo Mietian Palm, which was so powerful that even though he could only use 10% of his strength now, it was not something that a mere monk in the Mahayana stage could avoid.

boom!

Then, in the eyes of everyone, the Taoist Chaoyang, who was at the peak of the Mahayana period, was directly slapped into blood mist with a palm, and died on the spot.

hiss!

Seeing this scene, the ordinary disciple of Yunwu Holy Land suddenly took a breath.

He was stunned, and stared at Lin Momo blankly, with disbelief in his eyes.

After several breaths, he screamed, "You are finished, you are really finished...you are all going to die! Do you know who you killed? That is our future Son!"

Future Son!

In his mind, the real person Chaoyang will become the great figure of the Holy Son of Yunwu Holy Land in the future, and it is not impossible for him to become the Holy Land Holy Master in the future.

Daoist Chaoyang will be his future backer!

But now, he was slapped to death by a six-year-old girl, and died so badly, how could he accept it.