Fantasy: After Transmigrate, I Relied On The Fishing System To Make A Difference

Chapter 132 It’S Not Good To Think Too Highly Of Yourself

At this moment, a huge palm passed through the fourth prince's palm and landed on his chest.

The next second, the fourth prince seemed to have been hit, flying hundreds of feet backwards, and smashed heavily into the mountain!

"Fourth Prince!"

When the old man next to the fourth prince saw this scene, his expression suddenly changed, and he quickly stepped forward to help the fourth prince up.

As soon as the fourth prince opened his eyes, he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood, which also contained some small fragments, looking very embarrassed.

"Haha, Tangtang Xueyao, the number one genius in Tiandu, is so vulnerable? Have you been in a brothel for so many years?"

"I really don't know why I was no better than a piece of trash like you back then?"

Mo Chou glanced at the fourth prince coldly, then turned his eyes and landed on the faces of Mu Ling'er and Huang Yiting.

"You are looking for death! How dare you run wild on my territory of Xueyao Tiandu, and even beat my fourth prince to serious injuries!"

The old man helped the fourth prince to steady his body, and immediately started roaring hysterically. The cultivation of the middle Yuan Dan was completely released at this moment.

The next second, a huge hand appeared out of thin air and slapped Mochou!

These two guys really didn't show any respect at all. They broke into Xue Yaotian without saying a word, and they beat the fourth prince so badly!

Although it was the fourth prince who agreed to fight Mo Choutian at first, seeing that the fourth prince was so seriously injured, he naturally couldn't just sit back and watch!

Seeing this scene, many people's expressions couldn't help but change. The Yuan Dan strongman was indeed terrifying.

If it were the old man in front of him, he probably wouldn't be able to escape.

Seeing this scene, many monks retreated hundreds of meters again for fear of being hurt by the aftermath.

"hehe!"

Just when the palm was about to fall, the old man in red robes sitting on the back of the goshawk suddenly let out a disdainful laugh.

The next moment, he raised a hand, grabbed the void, and immediately fixed a giant hand in the void, and then disappeared.

However, the old man in red robe had no intention of stopping, and instead waved to the old man next to the fourth prince.

The next second, a black mist surged out from the void and hit the elder with lightning speed.

boom!

Although the old man tried his best to dodge, he was still hit by the black smoke on his right shoulder and penetrated directly through his right arm!

The elder beside the fourth prince suddenly turned pale after suffering such a heavy blow, and his aura also plummeted.

Obviously, the black mist just now caused him a lot of harm.

"Gold Core monk! You, you are the Qi Refining monk of Ghost Sect!"

The old man's expression changed drastically, and his voice trembled a little.

Xue Yaotian is not afraid of the Yun Dynasty, but they are still very afraid of the Ghost Sect.

"Haha, you are just a loser, and your master, the Fourth Prince, is nothing more than that."

Seeing the fourth prince and the old man beside him, Mochou couldn't help but laugh.

All the monks present were afraid of the power of the red-robed old man, and no one dared to step forward to help them up.

"I heard you say that Xue Yao stopped being the fourth prince on his first day in Tiandu."

"I'm very curious, who is the monster in Xueyuan Tiandu? Can he block my blow?"

"By the way, is Xue Yaotian really a bunch of trash? The dignified fourth prince is so vulnerable, it's simply ridiculous!"

Mochoutian glanced proudly at all the monks present, his eyes filled with mockery.

While observing, he turned his attention to Mu Ling'er and Huang Yiting who were standing aside.

You know, even in their ghost sect, they have never seen such a beautiful girl.

In order to attract the attention of Mu Ling'er and Huang Yiting, she deliberately let out all her breath.

The strength of Eighth Layer!

"I'm very curious, where is the most powerful genius in the capital of God now?"

"Now that he is here, let him kneel in front of me, otherwise, I will make him lose face!"

Relying on the fact that there was a Spirit Pill realm master standing behind him, he didn't care about everyone at all and sneered.

However, when he said these words, the expressions of everyone present changed drastically.

They were very unhappy with the arrogance shown by this arrogant guy, especially after he defeated the Fourth Prince.

If he wasn't afraid of the Spirit Pill master behind him, everyone present would have rushed forward.

No matter what, the fourth prince is the representative of their Xueyuan Capital. Now being suppressed and beaten by Mo Choutian, wouldn't it make them lose face?

Although everyone was very angry, when Mo Choutian said these words, everyone felt sorry for Mo Choutian.

Even the look in Mochou's eyes became a little weird.

Seeing this scene, Mochou was also stunned, and then a trace of killing intent flashed in his eyes.

A bunch of rubbish that can be rubbed and rubbed at will, dare to look at him like this?

I really thought I was watching a monkey show!

Ever since he joined the Ghost Divine Sect, no matter where he goes, he will be respected by everyone, but he will always be looked at like a fool.

At this time, Mochou finally couldn't restrain the anger in his heart. A powerful aura emanated from his body and rushed directly towards the crowd!

Seeing this scene, everyone's expressions changed drastically and they backed away.

You know, Mochou's strength has reached the Eighth Layer of the Divine Palace. With her strength, she can completely suppress most of the monks here.

Although there are countless monks who have come to the pine forest, not many have reached the Eighth Layer of the Divine Palace.

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