The broken arm is Mo Lie, the son of Lao Long, Qiantang River!

Mo Lie's cultivation level is only at the peak of Yin Shen Realm and has not yet entered the Nascent Soul Realm. His strength is not enough in the East Sea Dragon Palace team this time, so it doesn't matter whether he goes or not, and he can't help at all, so he stayed in the East Sea Dragon Palace.

But for some reason, it appeared at the intersection of Qiantang River and the East China Sea.

"Fifth Prince, why are you so hurt like this? What happened!" Mo Lie saw Ao Seng, who was covered in blood and had an extremely weak and listless breath, his mind was shocked and he had a bad premonition.

Ao Seng's heart was extremely angry at this time, and no one would have a good look when he saw him, let alone Mo Lie.

You know, today's incident was caused by Mo Lie and his son. If Lao Long hadn't come to the East China Dragon Palace to ask for help, his father wouldn't have sent him to Hangzhou Prefecture, let alone what he is doing now.

Of course, he chose to ignore the matter of their East China Sea Dragon Palace coveting the position of the Qiantang River Water God.

In this way, Ao Seng looked at Mo Lie even more unkindly.

He did not answer Molie's words, but just snorted coldly: "Get out!"

Molie didn't get out of here. He looked around and found that no one else had come back. His eyes were extremely gloomy. He guessed something was going on and asked in a trembling voice: "Where is me... my father?"

When asked about the situation of Lao Long in Qiantang River, Ao Seng, who had no interest in saying anything nonsense to Molieduo, suddenly became a little more interested and sneered: "Your father? Haha, he died miserably. Xu Xian killed two swords, cut off his tail with one sword, and cut off his head with one sword! If you want to take revenge, go quickly."

When you are in pain and anger, you will naturally be unable to see others happy. Only by letting others follow you and get angry will your pain and anger be slightly relieved.

Now Ao Seng is basically thinking.

Mo Lie's eyes turned red in an instant, and he said excitedly: "How is that possible! How can you go to Hangzhou Prefecture so many of you masters, how can you fail? I don't believe it, I don't believe it!"

Although he is a bit arrogant and domineering and reckless in his daily life, he is not a crazy person. He still has a deep relationship with his father. Moreover, he also understands that his father is his umbrella, and over the years, he doesn't know how many troubles he has solved and how many storms he has blocked.

Now he heard of his father's death, and he was extremely heartbroken and unwilling to believe it.

"Believe it or not."

Ao Shuang sneered, and bypassed him and prepared to leave.

Just as the two passed by, Ao Seng could no longer see the expression on Molie's face. His originally sad eyes were instantly replaced by fierceness and hatred. His murderous intent was extremely strong. He turned around with a flash of lightning speed. He didn't know if it was appropriate to have a long green sword in his hand, and he suddenly stabbed Ao Seng, who was covered in blood.

This sword moves forward without leaving any backup plan, and is determined to kill Ao Seng!

Zheng!

But what was unexpected was that when Mo Lie turned around and suddenly attacked and assassinated, Ao Seng seemed to have his eyes swelled behind him, and he turned around in an instant, closed his hands and clamped the sword that was stabbing, making it difficult for Mo Lie to stab in for half a minute.

"Hmm?" Molie raised his head in surprise and stared at Ao Seng, his eyes filled with surprise, as if asking how you know?

Ao Seng's breath was unstable, like an oil lamp that was about to run out of oil, which could be extinguished at any time. After catching Mo Lie's sword with both hands, a trace of blood spilled out of his mouth.

A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and murderous intent appeared in his eyes. He spoke in a silence: "Do you think your thoughts can be hidden? Just because you want to kill me, it's really a dream!"

It is true that Ao Seng's injury is now extremely serious, and his strength is probably less than one percent!

But no matter what, he was already a human immortal after all, and he was also in the blood of the Dragon Clan in the East China Sea. The camel that died was bigger than a horse. Mo Lie wanted to sneak attack and kill Ao Seng in the Yin God Realm, which was like a fool. It was impossible.

"What a courage! I originally wanted to save your life, but it might be useful in the future, but I didn't expect you to repay your kindness and want to kill me! Haha, you really overestimate yourself, a mere Yin Shen Realm, a mixed dragon clan with impure bloodline, can you kill me..." Ao Sang said disdainfully, and was about to take Mo Lie's sword over and then kill him.

But before the words were finished, they came to an abrupt end.

"puff!"

Mo Lie, who had only the peak cultivation level of Yin Shen Realm, suddenly had a sudden surge in his aura, and the aura of Yang Shen spread out, and the power of the long sword in his hand naturally increased greatly. Ao Shuang could control him with both hands just now, but now it was not possible.

Mo Lie actually formed a Nascent Soul at some time!

Just like his father, he kept hiding that his strength had recovered and did not suddenly explode when he fought with Xu Xian!

Mo Lie has been hiding his true realm and strength, and knew that this moment suddenly broke out.

The long sword continued to stab through his palms, and more than half of the sword body penetrated into Ao Seng's heart!

"Swish swish swish!"

After a sword, Mo Lie kept stopping, and left several blood holes in Ao Seng's chest like lightning. It was not until Ao Seng couldn't stand firmly, staggered back, spitting blood in his mouth one by one, and he would definitely die. He finally withdrew his sword.

"You...you...you..."

Ao Seng pressed one hand on his chest, as if he wanted to block the blood hole. His other hand pointed at Mo Lie, trying to say something, but it was difficult to say a sentence in full.

"What, were you surprised? I didn't expect that I had become a Nascent Soul?"

"Is it a dream to kill you? Now I really killed you!"

"As for kindness and revenge? Haha, are you really kind to me, father and son? The reason why you took us in is to avenge us is just because you have taken a fancy to the Qiantang River Water God Seal!"

Molie finally smiled.

Really laughed.

The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and his face was full of evil smiles.

However, he stroked the blood on the long sword and soon became hatred again. He looked at Ao Zang and said, "My father went to Hangzhou Prefecture with you. Now that he was killed by Xu Xian, how can you survive? So, you should die too! In this way, your father, the Dragon King of the East China Sea, will be so angry that he will do everything possible to 'aggressive' for you!"

Ao Shuang kept retreating, blood kept spewing out of his mouth, making a "drink" sound.

At this moment, his heart was truly full of reluctance and anger, which was even worse than when he was seriously injured by Xu Xian!

Xu Xian and Li Pan are still number one characters, but they are geniuses.

But Mo Lie is simply an ant in his eyes, and he is not worthy of his immediate glance! At this time, he is about to die at his hands, and he feels extremely aggrieved!

If he had a choice, he would rather be killed by Xu Xian and Li Pan!

And now that he is dead at Ao Seng's hands, I'm afraid no one can help him take revenge!

However, no matter how unwilling he was, it would be useless. After taking a few steps back, he finally fell to the ground, his eyes still widened, but his breath was gone.
Chapter completed!