"Brat, if you dare to come any closer, believe it or not, I will kill him immediately."
Seeing Mo Qingyun approaching Chen Changxing, a skinny middle-aged man threatened Mo Qingyun with a cold gaze.
As the man spoke, he took out a machete and placed it on Chen Changxing's neck.
Looking at his posture, it seemed that if Mo Qingyun dared to move, he would chop off Chen Changxing's head.
Unfortunately, he had miscalculated. This kind of method could not stop Mo Qingyun.
Seeing this man's action, Mo Qingyun's lips curled into a contemptuous smile and said, "If I want to save someone, you can't stop me."
As Mo Qingyun spoke, a red light flashed in his right eye and a red light shot out.
The red light attack was extremely fast. Before the man could react, a hole had appeared in his head.
When the man's mind was pierced, his sea of consciousness and soul were also forcefully destroyed.
With his sea of consciousness collapsing and his soul dissipating, the man's eyes began to turn hollow and he fell backward with a dull expression.
After Mo Qingyun used his gaze to kill the man, his figure flashed and he came to Changxing's side and said, "Senior Brother Changxing, how are you?"
"Little … Little Junior Brother!"
At Mo Qingyun's call, Chen Changxing slowly opened his eyes and looked at Mo Qingyun in shock.
He would never have thought that Mo Qingyun would risk his life to save him.
This friendship was too strong!
After a short moment of shock, Chen Changxing became nervous and said anxiously, "Little Junior Brother, there are many experts in the Lightning Serpent Tribe. Quickly leave this place, don't worry about me."
In response to Chen Changxing's panic, Mo Qingyun smiled faintly and said casually, "Senior Brother Changxing, don't be too worried. Since I dared to save you, I naturally have the confidence to take you away."
"Little …"
Looking at the indifferent face of Mo Qingyun, Chen Changxing's expression changed slightly and he wanted to persuade Mo Qingyun again.
However, before Chen Changxing could say anything, he was interrupted by Mo Qingyun and said, "Senior Brother Changxing, let's talk later. I will take you away from here first."
After Mo Qingyun finished his words, he waved his hand and cut the rope that bound Chen Changxing.
After cutting the rope, Mo Qingyun lifted Chen Changxing and flew out of the Lightning Serpent Tribe.
When Mo Qingyun flew away, several figures flew over at high speed. Each of them exuded a powerful aura.
Seeing the appearance of these people, Mo Qingyun stopped and looked at them indifferently.
These people's cultivation were all at least at the second level of the Nine heavens realm. and some were even at the third level of the Nine Heavens.
Of course, with their little bit of cultivation, it was still far from enough to make Mo Qingyun stay.
Chen Changxing was not sure of Mo Qingyun's strength. Hence, when he saw these people coming, he was so scared that his face turned pale.
"Patriarch Zhe Lin, I will go back with you immediately. Please let go of my junior brother."
Looking at the middle-aged man in the lead, Chen Changxing pleaded for Mo Qingyun with a pleading expression.
Hearing Chen Changxing's pleading, the middle-aged man's expression changed. He looked at Mo Qingyun with a sinister smile and said, "Chen Changxing, if you want to save your junior brother, you have to use your son's life in exchange."
Chen Changxing was silent. Zhe Lin's request was too demanding.
If he did not care about Chen Wuhui, he would not have come to the Lightning Serpent Tribe to negotiate with Zhe Lin.
Seeing that Chen Changxing was silent, Zhe Lin's expression turned cold. He looked at Mo Qingyun with a sinister gaze and said, "What's wrong? Aren't you very concerned about your junior brother's safety? Why aren't you saying anything now? "
"I …"
In the face of Zhe Lin's questioning, Chen Changxing's face was filled with pain and struggle. He did not know how to refute.
He did not want to see Mo Qingyun in danger, but he also did not want Chen Wuhui to be killed. This choice was too difficult.
Seeing Chen Changxing's reaction, Mo Qingyun patted his shoulder and looked at Zhe Lin indifferently. He said, "Patriarch Zhe Lin, I am only here to take my senior brother away. As for the feud between you and Chen Wuhui, I do not want to interfere. However, I hope that you do not fail to appreciate my kindness."
As soon as Mo Qingyun finished speaking, his body emitted a chilling aura. He carried Chen Changxing and flew forward slowly.
Seeing Mo Qingyun's action, Zhe Lin was stunned. He was stunned by Mo Qingyun.
The young man in front of him gave him a strange feeling. He had the urge to bow down to him.
However, when he thought of the relationship between Mo Qingyun and Chen Changxing, Zhe Lin immediately discarded that thought.
Mo Qingyun was only Chen Changxing's junior brother. He could not possibly have a powerful background. He did not need to be afraid of Mo Qingyun.
"Stop them immediately. Don't let them escape."
Zhe Lin did not expect to be stunned by Mo Qingyun. He was furious and immediately ordered the people beside him.
After receiving Zhe Lin's order, the people immediately chased after Mo Qingyun and blocked Mo Qingyun's path again.
Seeing that his path was blocked, Mo Qingyun did not panic. He looked at Zhe Lin calmly and said, "I have given you a chance. Since you do not know how to appreciate it, don't blame me for being rude."
Bloodline Suppression!
As soon as Mo Qingyun finished speaking, he activated his bloodline power and suppressed Zhe Lin and the others.
A terrifying bloodline fluctuation erupted from Mo Qingyun's body, enveloping an area of a hundred miles around him.
Under Mo Qingyun's bloodline suppression, the surrounding Lightning Serpent Tribe members immediately vomited blood. Their faces were filled with fear.
"Ancient … Ancient ranked bloodline!"
Zhe Lin's eyes widened in shock when he felt Mo Qingyun's bloodline suppression. He guessed Mo Qingyun's identity and said in shock, "You … You are from the Heavenly Soul Demon Tribe. You are the most talented person in the Heavenly Soul Demon Tribe, Mo Qingyun?"
"Your … Your Highness, please spare our lives. We know our mistakes."
After guessing Mo Qingyun's identity, Zhe Lin's legs turned to jelly and his face turned as pale as paper.
If he knew Mo Qingyun's identity, he would not have dared to disrespect Mo Qingyun even if he had ten thousand guts.
In the eyes of the other tribes, Mo Qingyun was the lifeblood of the Heavenly Soul Demon Tribe. If they attacked him, they would become enemies with the Heavenly Soul Demon Tribe.
"You actually guessed my identity. Looks like you are smarter than Huang Lingyu."
Seeing that his identity had been guessed, Mo Qingyun did not hide it. He smiled meaningfully at Zhe Lin and said, "Now, can I leave this place?"
"Yes … Yes!"
After knowing Mo Qingyun's identity, Zhe Lin did not dare to stop him. He anxiously nodded in response and said, "Your Highness, Chen Wuhui killed my son. Please seek justice for me …"
Zhe Lin didn't dare to continue speaking. He was waiting for Mo Qingyun's reply.
If Mo Qingyun wanted to protect Chen Wuhui, there was nothing he could do. He could only admit that he was unlucky.
Upon hearing Zhe Lin's words, Mo Qingyun glanced at Chen Changxing. He pondered for a moment before saying, "My purpose in coming here is to save my senior. As for the grudge between you and Chen Wuhui, I have no interest in it."
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