Although the momentary contact did not attract anyone's attention, the hearts of * Ling and Huā Bailou were full of anxiety.

First of all, huā Bailou. The huā Bailou just now really regarded Mo Feng as the little white face of the spirit. He was full of thought to pinch the little white face to death. He didn't expect that this little white face was really not what he imagined. And through the fight just now, he already understood that this little white face might be much stronger than he thought. If he really pulled out one-on-one fight, he had a high chance of changing his surname to Mo...

From the beginning of the speed comparison, Fu Ling had already thought that Mo Feng was a real master, and the battle just now really made Fu Ling understand that Mo Feng was the same as she thought, and Mo Feng was a true master.

But after knowing this, the spirit became even more uneasy. What was a master who could suppress the huā Bailou going to their demon temple for no reason? And the most important thing is that this master has never seen it before.

The spirit of the Bian Ling kept observing Mo Feng. She had already seen that the two of them had fought just now that Mo Feng was using an ice-like technique, but the spirit of the Bian Ling searched all over his mind and couldn't find anyone who was so powerful.

"Who is he!" This sentence asked from huā Bailou. Similarly, this sentence also sounded in the heart of the Ling. Yes, who is Mo Feng?

"Bin Ling! Who is Hua?" At this time, huā Bailou stared at the Bin Ling. He no longer shouted that he would let someone go out to pick someone's eyes. After all, if he lost, he would not be able to do anything in the territory of the Demon God Temple, but he kept shouting that he lost and my surname was your............

"This" When I heard Huā Bailou's words, I really didn't know how to answer for a moment. How do I say it? I picked it up halfway? I would be better than the deputy hall master of the Demon God Temple? Even if I find more than a hundred proofs, it would be impossible to convince people.

"Didn't I say that, I am Mo Feng! Didn't you lose your last name after you lose? Okay, when the auction is over, we will be one-on-one, this is the territory of your Demon God Temple. I think your deputy hall master of the Demon God Temple will not make such boring jokes with me, right?" Mo Feng didn't care what Huā Bailou and Fuling were thinking. He is now a typical person who is unreasonable.

"This" I felt something was wrong when I heard Mo Feng's words. If Mo Feng was really just a rookie, even if Huā Bailou killed him, he would at most be a little bit irritated with Huā Bailou. After all, Huā Ling itself was already very stiff with Huā Bailou, but at this time, when I saw that Mo Feng was obviously stronger than Huā Bailou, even if Fuji Ling was not in harmony with Huā Bailou, it would not be possible.

Because at this time what huā Bailou represents no longer huā Bailou himself, he is the deputy hall master of the Demon God Temple, and what he represents is the face of the entire Demon God Temple. Once Huā Bailou loses, the loser is the face of the Demon God Temple.

"My brother is indeed hidden!" Seeing Huā Bailou's embarrassment, Fu Ling couldn't sit back and ignore it at this time. She stood up and let go of her grudges and made a peace.

When the Bulletin opened his mouth, Mo Feng nodded slightly. From the performance of Bulletin and Huā Bailou, Mo Feng was inevitably a bit over the Demon God Temple. The reason is very simple. Although Bulletin and Huā Bailou are usually not in harmony, they can stand up and stand up to the outside world at critical moments. What does this approach reflect?

It reflected the surface of the demon temple fighting, but in fact the demon temple is still very united.

A powerful force does not depend on how many people it has, nor does it depend on how many strong people it has. The key is the word united. A united force is far more terrifying than the undercurrent of internal booms all day long.

If a force is not in harmony, the outside world can find a breakthrough point from this and gradually disintegrate. However, the current Demon God Temple gives people the feeling that it is a big noisy, but in fact it is unanimous to the outside world. This is why everyone shouts and beats the Demon God Temple like a rat crossing the street, but still survives so strongly.

"Sister is joking, my brother is not allowed to put on the table." Mo Feng was a little modest, but when he was modest, Bailou was a little embarrassed.

A handle that cannot be used on the countertop? If this is a handle that cannot be used on the countertop, what is it?

The clown jumping? With the help of huā Bailou, as long as he does not enter the spiritual platform, as long as he does not offend those super-large forces, even if he is single, he can run rampant at any time on the four continents of the periphery. It was obvious that Mo Feng was even stronger than him in a fight just now.

At this time, in the eyes of huā Bailou, Mo Feng was not humble at all. This was Chiluoluo's insult, various insults to his behavior just now.

"You are too modest. Well, brother, the auction is about to begin. Let's not pay attention to this reckless man." Fu Ling could be regarded as helping Bailou from the side and giving Bailou a step. Otherwise, Mo Feng would really run to find Bailou like Lanzi to fight alone. Do you think this Bailou will be fighting or not?

The fight... obviously cannot be beaten. If you can't beat it, not only will you lose the people from the Demon God Temple, but you can't do anything to Mo Feng. After all, Mo Feng didn't say anything here. It was Huā Bailou who took the initiative to ask for practice with others. Let's not talk about whether you lost or not. If you just talk about face problems, you can't do it.

The Demon God Temple is very strong, but is Mo Feng a soft persimmon? Judging from the strength shown by Mo Feng just now, Biling personally thinks that Mo Feng has a high chance of being a peak cultivator of Juxia! Is such a cultivator so easy to pinch? Even if all the deputy hall masters of the entire Demon God Temple go out to pursue Mo Feng, it is almost impossible to kill him.

This Juxia cultivator is not a breaking Ming level. If you want to kill, you can kill him. If you want to kill, you can kill him. Especially for Juxia’s peak cultivator, no one is an old monster, and you don’t have any other skills. All kinds of life-saving abilities can disgust you to death.

If you offend such a person, the Demon God Temple will inevitably have an extra enemy.

There is a saying that goes, barefoot is not afraid of wearing shoes, Mo Feng and the three of you come and go alone. Unless the palace master Su Sheng chases you, no one can do anything to me.

And I didn't offend you at all. You have to be unreasonable and use the palace master to chase me as a victim, right?

In the outside world, the Demon God Temple is sometimes unreasonable, but Su Sheng cannot do it. Su Sheng is a cultivator of the Qitian Cultivator. No matter how the people below do it, he can be said to be a refusal such as lack of discipline. However, if he does too much, he will give other sects the opportunity to unite against him.

If you don’t fight, you will be even more troublesome. You will provoke me first. As a result, you will beat me when you say you don’t fight, and you will not beat me when you say you don’t fight. Do you think I am a junior? Are you here to guide me?

So whether you fight or not, Hebailou can only suffer a defeat. At this time, although Mo Feng looked at Huā Bailou with the look that you dare to fight with me if you dare to speak, Huā Bailou could only pretend that I didn't know anything...

Mo Feng has never been so reasonable and unforgiving. In fact, neither Huā Bailou nor Fuling knew that Mo Feng was a little tired now, both mentally and physically. At this time, Mo Feng was really too lazy to fight against others.

"Be humble after being a person!" Looking at the blue-faced huā Bailou, this was what Mo Feng gave to huā Bailou. In the face of Mo Feng's provocation, huā Bailou could only bear it, but Mo Feng's way of doing so made Biling feel so happy.

Huā Bailou is arrogant and known as the King of Hell. Countless people died under his command. He always threatened others. After being threatened by someone today, he still didn't dare to say a word. The spirit-binding can imagine how helpless the King of Hell was.

"My brother is so amazing. Today I'm helping my sister get revenge!" Fu Ling smiled, while Mo Feng lowered his head and said nothing. At this time, he was not thinking about nothing, but listening to Bai Yunsheng's lecture.

"Mo Feng, you are not the minor cultivator who used to destroy the Ming Dynasty. You are now a peak cultivator of Juxia. This level is considered a top figure even in the entire four continents of the outer world, and your temper must be changed."

"I understand what Mr. Bai means!" Mo Feng actually got rid of it. He walked smoothly all the way, but the time he practiced was still too short, and many people's feelings and worldly affairs were still not clear enough.

"Do you know? If you just destroy the Ming Dynasty, even if you kill some geniuses, those big forces will not fight for a little person who has not grown up. But now it is different. Do you know? Take the example just now. Even if you don't kill that huā Bailou and just defeat him, it will be equivalent to offending the Demon Temple from the side, which will not be good for your future development." Mo Feng could still listen to Bai Yunsheng's words.

Mr. Bai has always been doing his best to Mo Feng. Mo Feng has accepted Mr. Bai's existence from the bottom of his heart, and Mr. Bai is different from other people. He and Mo Feng are both prosperous and both rich and lose. If Mo Feng really dies, no one knows what the purple gold gourd will be like. So if Mo Feng is not there, Mr. Bai may not exist.
Chapter completed!