Genius Sword Immortal

At first sight, the eldest lady was killed by Sophie Shadow. She couldn't help but scare her nerves. This bitch has become so powerful now?

This made her push the idea of her own hand. After all, she died before the moon, and if she did, she would certainly die.

Now, even if she doesn't do it, someone will come after that bitch. You know, this is the house of the Mo family in Nanling, Mo's ancestors have been in the latent state.

Now that Sophie Shadow killed Mo Qing Moon, it was a great revenge with Mo's family. Even if Mo Jiu Song came back immediately, it would not change the end result of Mo's death by Mo's ancestors.

“Humph, I don't know Mo's bottom, come to the wild, it's time to die! ”

The eldest lady laughed.

When she heard a roar coming from the center of Mo's mansion, the eldest lady knew that Sophie's life was in the hands of the old man.

She doesn't have to do it herself anymore, just watch the show.

Now that Mo Qing Moon has been killed, the owner Mo Zhenshan brought back some treasures from the legendary tomb, may give her an extra copy. After all, she is also the first wife of Mo Jiu Song...

Soon, with that roar, a shadow of an old man in a grey robe appeared from the center of Mo's mansion, flying!

A fierce force of authenticity emanated from the elderly, spreading all around them instantly, covering the entire Mojia residence and seemingly announcing the departure of his ancestors.

Sophie was flying in the air, and a pair of white Heavenly Horse wings fluttered gently. In the face of the appearance of Mo's ancestors, she had no intention of retreating.

She looked up at Mo's ancestors, but saw that this was an old man who looked somewhat like Mo Zhen Mountain, who was deeply repaired and could almost reach 300 years of repair.

This is within the South Ridge range, the strongest being!

Nanling is the strongest, this identity brings extreme self-confidence to Mo's ancestors. When he glanced at Su Fei, his face flashed a little contempt.

Though this woman, admired by his grandson Mo Jiu song, and killed one hundred and thirty years as an attack, Mo Qing Moon did not seem unusual.

But in front of Mo's ancestors, whom he had repaired in 300 years, that was all. Whoever dared offend them in the Nanling Mo family had only one fate, and that was death.

“Little girl, you're dying. ”

Ancestor Mo looked scornfully at Sophie's shadow and flew up and hung 100 meters from her in the middle of the sky, masking Sophie's shadow in a powerful atmosphere.

“Really?”

Su Fei's shadow didn't move, so she asked slightly.

“What, are there any other soldiers you can't save? ”

Ancestor Mo saw the expression of Sophie Shadow. He couldn't help but wonder, but then he snorted: “Whatever the rescue, so what? I'm from Nanling Mo's house, not a place for guys like you to talk and walk. Die! ”

Now that Ancestor Mo has speculation about the possibility of extrinsic branches, he certainly won't waste any more time.

His whole body began to gather in his hands, and Mo's legacy of fairy talent seemed to be about to unfold.

In various parts of the Nanling Mo Mansion, there was a tremendous desire in the hearts of Mo's younger brothers, one who was somewhat eager to watch the sky fly against the other.

How tempting is it to fly freely in the air if you fix it enough?

In this world, too, only those who are built to be powerful can be respected, or else they will be only one of the lost.

No one noticed that there was now a black shirt in the council hall of Mo's residence, where young people were sitting very, very well.

This young man is Ye Feng.

At that time, Ye Feng had slaughtered more than a dozen guys in the entire Mo family mansion for about 200 years without a sound, and now he is facing Mo Rong, the great housekeeper of the Nanling Mo family, in the chamber.

“You're Mo's housekeeper, but you don't know where Mo's house stores the treasures? This is ridiculous! ”

Ye Feng looked at Mo Rong, the housekeeper in front of him, with a contempt: “I'm sorry, I can only take you...”

“Wait!”

Ma Rong, the housekeeper, flashed a thought in his head and suddenly drank it, then lowered his head rather unwillingly: "If you can really solve Mo's ancestors, what if I take you to Mo's warehouse? ”

Now he is completely suppressed by Ye Feng and dares not move at all.

According to the feeling, Ma Rong, the housekeeper, knew that although Ye Feng had only one hundred and sixty years to fix it, his real strength was unpredictable. Otherwise, it was impossible to fix it for two hundred and thirty years. Ma Rong, the housekeeper, suppressed it.

In this case, if he resists, or tries to inform Mo's ancestors in the sky, there must be only one way to die.

The only way to live is to promise Ye Feng to take him to Nanling Mo's place to store the celestial treasures.

Whatever his real thoughts right now, preserving his life is absolutely the first priority. Of course, Mo Rong didn't believe much. Ye Feng can take care of Mo's ancestors.

After all, the gap between the two sides is too great.

Ye Feng, after hearing his words, revealed a deep, private smile on his face, and then pulled a long bow in a colorful color from his arms.

As soon as he felt the smell of this colorful dragon bow, Ma Rong, the housekeeper, immediately changed his face.

This long bow seems to be a very high quality fabric!

As for the quality level, Mo Rong was unclear because he had never seen a fairy-level pharmacopoeia in his life.

After Ye Feng took out the colorful dragon bow between them, he bent the bow and built the arrow, right in the hall, pointing at the ceiling and seemed to be ready to fire an arrow.

What's this kid up to?

Ma Rong, the housekeeper, is somewhat confused. Whatever level of Fabao, this Ye Feng wants to kill Mo's ancestors, he definitely can't shoot arrows across the building like this, right?

Mojia Mansion has a strong form of protection, even if his arrow is more powerful, it will be blocked by the building to damage some power.

I don't know if I can kill Mo's ancestors by then!

Of course, he didn't know that the colorful dragon bow had the power of a strong and horizontal space, and the arrows fired were locked by the god of Ye Feng, so that he could break open the space and shoot it without being blocked by the building.

Soon, Ye Feng concentrated his whole body and condensed a colorful arrow on a colorful dragon bow.

As this arrow gathered, Ma Rong, the housekeeper, immediately felt in danger, and a creepy breath rose in his chest.

This arrow, it looks terrible!