Grass bag evil phoenix dance for nine days

Chapter 671 Trials 5
Mo Xingchen's face darkened, and suddenly a lavender light whizzed out from his hand, turned into a raised hand and directly grabbed Song Ming's neck. Song Ming was shocked, but he didn't dare to dodge, and was struck by Mo Xingchen. Grabbing it straight, the whole person was immediately choked by the volley and Mo Xingchen lifted him up.

"I don't know who gave you the courage to question my words. The Gulou belongs to the Mo family. As long as I am here, you will never be allowed to question the authority of the Mo family! If you violate it, you will be killed!" Mo Xingchen had already soared into the sky, standing in mid-air, surrounded by purple light, looking down on the people below like a god.

A handsome face was full of killing and raging fury, and the giant purple claws made Song Ming Lingkong's feet jump wildly. His face was pinched to a deep purple, and he was afraid that he would die soon.

"Young master, you can't do it!" Elder Le immediately stood up and said urgently.

"Young master calm down, Song Ming is also impatient for a while, let's put it down first." Elder Qi also said anxiously.

Liu Feng took a step forward at this time and said: "Young master, forgive Liu Feng's blunt words, Captain Song is right to question Miss Fan, he is also thinking about this competition, and he also hopes that these five people are from the younger generation of our Gulou. The strong one, although the young master has decided on Miss Fan, but it will inevitably make everyone dissatisfied, please think twice before acting, young master."

"Yes, yes!" Everyone immediately agreed, looking at Fan Tianluo with hostility, making Fan Tianluo dumbfounded.

Mo Xingchen's handsome face is getting colder and colder, his hair is slowly becoming windless, and the tyrannical and murderous aura on his body is getting stronger and stronger. Fan Tianluo is startled by this situation, and immediately stands up. Come out, Zhao Mo Xingchen's temper probably would really kill Song Ming, and he himself would be the culprit.

"Xingchen, stop." Fantianluo rose into the sky, and drifted out of the seat lightly, with purple lights under her feet, graceful and graceful, with long hair flying, like a flying fairy stepping on a lotus, since she wanted to express it, she used the lowest tone But definitely the most shocking way to tell them.

The audience was silent, and everyone's eyes seemed to fall to the ground. They couldn't believe their eyes, the purple light, that, that was the symbol of holy energy, as shocking as Mo Xingchen's giant purple light and shadow hand.

"My God, is it my eyes?" The four people who were whispering in the corner were all wiping their eyes.

"Holy rank powerhouse, this, what the hell is this? How old is she! She must be younger than the young master!"

"Monster, this girl is definitely a monster!"

"Now you know why the young master decided by default! Our young master has always been wise and mighty! The young master is mighty!". . . . .

Fan Tianluo slowly volleyed to Mo Xingchen's side, and Mo Xingchen threw Song Ming, who was almost breathless, on the ring, and said coldly: "Who still doubts that Miss Fan is not qualified, you can challenge it! Hmph! "The last hum, everyone's backs trembled coldly.

Elder Le's eyes were wide open, only when Mo Xingchen glanced at him was he alert and refreshed, and a sense of powerlessness immediately arose in his heart, it seemed that he was really old-eyed and dizzy, this Vatican girl's strength was not inferior to that of the young master, in fact, it was less The master's attitude towards this woman, he should understand that Fan Tianluo must be extraordinary, otherwise how could the young master with high eyes set his eyes on her?

It seems that Xiaojing is completely hopeless, and he is not even on the same level in comparison. He must civilize his poor granddaughter as soon as possible.

(End of this chapter)