Chapter 3208 Do You Think You Are a Bastard?

Mo Yao looked into the distance, avoiding the pleading eyes of his junior brother. His heart calmed down because he had decided to leave Wu Zhen Sect. After the little demon king spared him, he was relieved. He felt that he could lead Wu Zhen Sect to endure humiliation. As long as a great supernatural power appeared in the sect, the situation would improve. However, this Eight Immortals, who was even more lawless than the little demon king, made him see no hope. With his eyes, he could see that Lang Xing's calm demeanor when facing the attacks of everyone could not be fake. At least he had to have the cultivation of the late Nascent Soul stage to do it. He was more inclined to believe that this kid had almost reached the level of Huayu. Although this was simply a fantasy, he was willing to believe it, or had to believe it.

In the past, they thought that the little demon king was the biggest threat. As long as the little demon king was willing to let them go, they would have survived the biggest disaster. Now it seems that Xiao Ba is the most difficult hurdle for them to overcome. He saw clearly that the little demon king disdained to kill them, but Xiao Ba hated all of them, regardless of their cultivation level. He was even willing to kill those in the Kairong period regardless of their status, as long as he couldn't bear it. Sadly, he didn't like Wu Zhenzong from top to bottom. What hope was there?

Since he saw that the road ahead was a dead end, Mo Yao couldn't help but give up. A sense of relief followed. Although it was forced, it was also a relief. He and his junior brother Mo Hui had feelings, but that little feeling was not worth his life to save. Yes, it was to sacrifice his life. He had a clear perception that if he gave the other party a chance, this kid would dare to kill him. He was just here to cause trouble.

Although he had to give up his glory and live a miserable life on the run from now on, he had to live on the run from now on, because he had too many blood debts on his body, but he actually felt a sense of relief from the sea of ​​suffering, because he knew that this little Ba from Nanjingzhou was not only targeting their Wuzhen Sect, but this kid would become the nightmare of all the wealthy families in the future. He could avoid it in advance, just like getting ashore in advance.

As for the idea of ​​joining forces with other sects to get rid of this little Ba, he would not consider it. Not to mention that this kid himself has super strong combat power, just looking at the great magical powers standing behind him is enough to make people tremble.

The biggest disaster star of the nine sects actually came from the nine sects. It was ridiculous. This matter was so ridiculous that Mo Yao wanted to cry and laugh a little. Is this God's will? God really knows how to play.

Lang Xing had already walked in front of Mo Hui at this time. Mo Shuo tried to escape with his junior brother, but after taking a step back, he did not retreat again like the whole sect just now, and just watched Lang Xing walk over.

Mo Hui's heart suddenly turned cold after seeing that the senior brother had no intention of helping him. He turned his eyes back to Lang Xing's face. At this time, his eyes became very strange. There was no anger, no cruelty, and even showed signs of scatteredness in the constant flickering. This was to commemorate the life that was about to end. Such a bright and happy day was too hard to give up. It was because of this hardness that he spent this precious last bit of time on memories.

Lang Xing's behavior was also very strange. He just stood in front of Mo Hui with a smile, waiting patiently for him to recover.

There was silence in front of Wuxian Mountain. Everyone held their breath and looked at the two of them. They had their own thoughts in their hearts. What happened today was too weird. I don't know what the final outcome will be.

Mo Hui finally came back to his senses and looked at Lang Xing with weak eyes. The better life is, the less he wants to die. He now wants to save his life very much.

Lang Xing asked slowly, "Do you think you are a bastard?"

Everyone was nervously waiting for Mo Hui's answer. If he admitted that he was a bastard, he would be a coward, but if he continued to be tough, he would probably lose his life.

Mo Hui's eyes became weaker, and he had a hint of begging. He couldn't lose face in public, otherwise he would not be able to live a good life like before even if he saved his life.

"Pah!" A slap fell hard on his face. Lang Xing would definitely not let him live a good life again. With just this slap, the face he wanted to save was no longer there.

After the slap, Lang Xing's hand stopped in the air, looking at him calmly. The posture was clear that if Mo Hui refused to admit his defeat, a backhand slap would soon come down.

"Hurry up and say you are a bastard, no one dares to laugh at you!" Mo Shuo on the side was anxious to persuade the junior brother. In his opinion, the junior brother was still too young. Only those who can bend and stretch can be a real man. They all got through this. After surviving this disaster, who dares to laugh at them? Whoever laughs at them must die. Isn't this easy to deal with?

"Pa!" This time it was not a slap in the face, but Mo Shuo was thrown to the ground. Su Deng just died, and he started wailing again.

Mo Shuo was too anxious and spoke without thinking. The words of advice exposed his true face, which made Lang Xing full of hatred.

He easily subdued a late Yuanying great cultivator and broke his bones. This cultivation must be higher than Mo Shuo. Except for Mo Yao who was not surprised, the others all showed horror.

Beating Quan Zhong to death was excessive enough, but no matter how he was beaten, Mo Shuo was doomed to die. He was a first-class immortal official of the Qianzong Association. This Eight Immortals was even more powerful than the little demon. This was a disaster that would break the sky! This chaos in Puyunzhou was inevitable.

Lang Xing didn't seem to take the disaster of killing Mo Shuo seriously at all. He smiled at Mo Hui and raised his hand again.

Mo Hui nodded slightly, he was a little scared.

Lan Yin couldn't hold on any longer, stepped forward and grabbed Lang Xing's arm and said with a trembling mind: "Let's go quickly..."

Lang Xing stared at Mo Hui, his eyes cold.

Mo Hui lost his voice and said, "I am, I am!"

Lang Xing showed a satisfied smile and said, "If it weren't for Lan Yin's plea, I wouldn't have gotten this easy today." Although these people didn't dare to easily trouble Lan Yin, they had to protect her more.

After that, he took out the Taoist robe of Zixiao Palace and waved his hand to throw it into the air. The purple-red Taoist robe ignited with flames and burned to ashes in an instant. The Taoist robes of the eleventh generation of disciples were all made of top-grade ghost silk, and it was difficult to destroy them so easily with the cultivation of the late Nascent Soul.

No need to explain more, this move showed that he had cut off his sect and left Zixiao Palace, and today's matter had nothing to do with Zixiao Palace.

Lang Xing looked around the group of people leisurely, giving them a chance to jump out and take revenge. Everyone lowered their heads, even Quan Zhong lowered his head.

Lang Xing nodded to Lan Yin with a little disappointment, and flew away leisurely with her.

Everyone looked at each other, and finally cast their eyes on Mo Yao. At first, they were extremely dissatisfied with the headmaster. After realizing that Lang Xing's cultivation might have reached the Feathering Stage, they understood the headmaster's difficulties. Now they needed the headmaster to give them a decision. One immortal king was thrown to death, two immortal kings were slapped, and even Su Deng was a third-rank immortal official. They couldn't just tolerate it, right?

Mo Yao looked at them indifferently and said, "You guys take care of yourself." After saying that, he took off his Taoist robe, tore it in half and threw it on the ground, and turned away.

Everyone panicked, cried and chased after Mo Yao. Mo Yao flashed and disappeared.