The surrounding human warriors all looked over. Everyone could see that the atmosphere between the three of them was a little off.
"You actually attacked me for this brat?"
He had pursued Pei Fengwu for five years. He had always thought that even if Pei Fengwu had not fallen for him yet, she would at least have a good impression of him. But today, in front of so many people, for the sake of a youth who had just joined the Vermillion Bird Hall, he had shed all pretense of cordiality with him.
"Once again, this matter has nothing to do with Mo Wen. Gong Zhangyan, there is no relationship between us. Please stop asking about my affairs. "
Pei Fengwu said coldly. She, Pei Fengwu, could do whatever she wanted and befriend whoever she wanted. She did not need Gong Zhangyan to tell her what to do.
"I just knew it. None of the men who joined the Vermillion Bird Palace Hall are f * * king good. You evil creature, I'll kill you right now. "
Gong Zhangyan roared loudly. His eyes were bloodshot as he took a step forward and indiscriminately struck towards Mo Wen with his palm. It was as though Mo Wen was his son, and he could teach him a lesson whenever he wanted.
Gong Zhangyan's cultivation was not low. He was only one step away from breaking through to the late-stage Golden Elixir realm. His cultivation was far above Pei Fengwu's. At that moment, he attacked furiously and naturally did not hold back.
A green light wrapped around Gong Zhangyan's palm. Wherever it passed, the void distorted. It was as if he could use his palm to cut a rift in space.
"Impudent!"
Anger welled up in Mo Wen's heart. He was not willing to fight with others over personal feelings, but others were insatiable and treated him like a soft persimmon that could be kneaded at will!
A brutal aura emanated from Mo Wen's body. His cultivation, which was not low to begin with, actually doubled in an instant.
Glory of Thunder! At this moment, Mo Wen's aura was close to that of an ancient martial art practitioner at the pinnacle of the Golden Elixir realm.
Rumble!
Mo Wen simply threw out a slap and Gong Zhangyan was sent flying backward. He could not resist at all.
Puchi!
His body was still in midair when he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, his face ghastly pale.
"Changyan …!"
A cry of surprise rang out. Then, light and shadow flickered, and a figure appeared behind Gong Zhangyan and caught him.
It was an old man dressed in blue. His hair and beard were all white, but his eyes were bright and full of expression. He wore a large ring on each of his hands, which was quite eye-catching.
With the amplification of the Glory of Thunder, the power of Mo Wen's slap was astonishing. The instant the elder caught Gong Zhangyan, his hand sank slightly. He had almost failed to catch Gong Zhangyan due to his carelessness.
"Little bastard, how dare you hurt my grandson? Who gave you the guts?"
After the blue-robed elder received Gong Zhangyan, he discovered that he had sustained serious injuries. Gong Zhangyan's face was pale as a sheet. He was immediately enraged and glared fiercely at Mo Wen.
A terrifying aura erupted from his body. It far exceeded that of an ancient martial art practitioner at the pinnacle of the Golden Elixir realm. It was an aura that only a Martial Arts Grandmaster could possess.
Gong Zhangyan clutched his chest with one hand and violently spat out two mouthfuls of blood. He looked at Mo Wen in disbelief. He had been defeated, he had actually been defeated … and he had been defeated in such an inexplicable manner. That youth … was only in his early twenties, how could he be so powerful?
All this while, Gong Zhangyan had been shrouded in the halo of a genius. He was praised every day. After a long time, he also regarded himself as a rare genius in the world. As such, he rarely paid attention to people his age, let alone those who were younger than him. Not to mention someone younger than him. He didn't even consider that such a person would be in any danger.
Even though he had sensed Mo Wen's extraordinary cultivation aura, which was a bit like the intermediate stage of the Golden Elixir realm, he had not taken him seriously at all. Mo Wen was so young. So what if he had intermediate stage Golden Elixir realm cultivation? Could he be a match for him?
But reality was so cruel. Mo Wen had only slapped him, a simple slap, and he had been seriously injured.
Pei Fengwu's eyes widened. Her small mouth could not help but gape slightly. She stared at Gong Zhangyan, dumbfounded. Then, she turned to look at Mo Wen.
What was going on?
How could Mo Wen possibly send Gong Zhangyan flying with a slap? With Gong Zhangyan's ability, if it had been the other way around, she would not have been so surprised. However, the current situation shocked her so much that she could not speak.
Since when had Mo Wen become so powerful?
If she did not know Gong Zhangyan's personality, she would have even thought that the two of them were deliberately putting on an act for her to see.
Mo Wen had his hands behind his back, his face expressionless. He did not want to fight with others, but that did not mean that others could casually bully him. Even when facing a Martial Arts Grandmaster, he had never retreated.
"Little b * stard, you are seeking death."
The elder in blue saw that Mo Wen's expression was still calm in the face of his questioning. Mo Wen did not have any intention of lowering his head at all. Clearly, Mo Wen did not take him seriously at all. The elder in blue was instantly enraged.
He took out a bottle of pills from his sleeve and fed them to Gong Zhangyan. Then, he placed him on the ground. His figure flashed and he disappeared from his original spot.
The next moment, a terrifying aura pounced towards Mo Wen from all directions, surrounding him from all directions. A faintly discernible light shadow appeared on Mo Wen's body without a sound or presence.
Mo Wen's expression tightened slightly. The Inner Qi in his body surged wildly. A Martial Arts Grandmaster was targeting him. He did not dare to be careless.
The Cries of Hades Bell and the Purple Bottle Gourd silently appeared in his hands.
"Old man Gong Xingyu, your temper is still as fiery as ever. You are already so old. Is it appropriate for you to bully a junior?"
Just as Mo Wen was prepared to block the Martial Arts Grandmaster's attack and go all out, a faintly discernible voice sounded. The next moment, a silhouette appeared on the other side of Mo Wen, blocking the Martial Arts Grandmaster called Gong Xingyu with one hand.
The newcomer was dressed in black. It was none other than Pei Fengwu's master, Zong Changsheng, who was known as the top swordsman in the Sirius Mystery Dimension.
"Old man Zong, are you going to interfere in this matter?"
Gong Xingyu's expression darkened. A Martial Arts Grandmaster was blocking in front of him. Moreover, it was the famous top swordsman Zong Changsheng. It was somewhat impossible for Gong Xingyu to make things difficult for Mo Wen.
"Old man Gong, we are all old people. We should not interfere in the matters of the younger generation."
Zong Changsheng held a dark red long saber in his hand. He stood in front of Mo Wen. Although he did not emanate any aura, even a Martial Arts Grandmaster like Gong Xingyu did not dare to move forward recklessly.
"Master."
Pei Fengwu called out in a low voice. Then, she stood behind Zong Changsheng. She knew that her master had most likely saved Mo Wen for her sake. From another perspective, it was also to stand up for her. Gong Zhangyan was too annoying, but she could not do anything to him. Hence, all this while, she could only hold back her anger and ignore him.
"Old man Zong, the Maple Forest Valley and the Yinyuan Sect are both large sects that are among the top in the Sirius Mystery Dimension. In recent years, the two large sects have been on good terms and have a harmonious relationship. Could it be that you want to destroy the relationship between the Maple Forest Valley and the Yinyuan Sect for a little b * stard that you do not know? "
Gong Xingyu said with an ugly expression. Zong Changsheng had stepped forward to stop him, which made him look somewhat bad.
Their Yinyuan Sect and the Maple Forest Valley that Pei Fengwu was from were both large sects in the Sirius Mystery Dimension. There was no enmity between the two sects. If they encountered any matters regarding ancient martial art practitioners from outside the Sirius Mystery Dimension, they would even help each other out.
In this generation, the Yinyuan Sect had originally hoped to make use of the relationship between Pei Fengwu and Gong Zhangyan to take a step further and form an alliance through marriage. In the future, they would work together and advance together. However, unexpectedly, not only did Pei Fengwu not agree to this matter, but the Maple Forest Valley had also repeatedly evaded the matter, using the excuse that it was a junior's matter and that it should be decided by the junior himself.
Now, the Grand Elder of the Maple Forest Valley, Zong Changsheng, was making things difficult for Gong Xingyu for the sake of a young man whom he did not know. He simply did not take the friendship between the two sects seriously.
"Old man Gong, don't speak so boldly. The relationship between the Maple Forest Valley and the Yinyuan Sect is not something that the two of us can decide. This matter has nothing to do with the relationship between the two sects. Since this little girl, Feng Wu, is involved in this matter, as her master, I naturally have to stand up for her, "Zong Changsheng said calmly.
He had his principles when he did things. He would never turn a blind eye to such matters because of the relationship between the sects. This was a different matter. He could ignore Gong Xingyu bullying a junior, but since Pei Fengwu was involved, he could not be blind.
Gong Zhangyan was arrogant and despotic. Anyone could see that he was targeting a youth because of Pei Fengwu. Now that he was at a disadvantage, the old man had come out to seek revenge. Gong Zhangyan was too shameless.
Zong Changsheng could not stand this.
"If it involves your disciple, you have to care. If my grandson is seriously injured, who will care?"
Gong Xingyu said angrily.
"Your grandson is arrogant and despotic. He considers everyone beneath him. He took the initiative to provoke and attack first. Now that his skills are inferior, who is to blame?"
Another voice suddenly sounded. At some point, another person had appeared beside Mo Wen.
This person was dressed in plain clothes and held an ancient jade seal in his hand. Mo Wen glanced at him and laughed bitterly. Who else could this person be but Gao Hanshan?
Not long ago, he had escaped from Mo Wen's hands. Mo Wen did not expect to meet him again so soon. Now that the Gao Clan knew his identity and that he was inextricably linked to the Ming Cult, he was still an uncertain factor without knowing the Gao Clan's attitude.
"So it is Gao Hanshan of the True Martial Mystery Dimension. Brother Gao, as the clan leader of the Gao Clan, why don't you look after your own clan members? Why have you come out to meddle in other people's business?"
Gong Xingyu's expression turned cold when he saw Gao Hanshan. Zong Changsheng had come out to stand up for Mo Wen. It could be said that he had become Pei Fengwu. This unrelated clan leader of the Gao Clan had also come out to stand up for Mo Wen. Did he think that Gong Xingyu was easy to bully?
"I do not like to meddle in other people's business, but since it involves Mo Wen, I have to care," Gao Hanshan said lightly. As a Martial Arts Grandmaster, he was naturally not afraid of Gong Xingyu.
"What does this have to do with you?" Gong Xingyu said angrily.
"This youth is our Gao Clan's distinguished guest. If you want to attack him, you have to ask our Gao Clan for permission first. Also, everyone knows what happened just now. You have the nerve to stand up for your useless grandson, "Gao Hanshan said with a cold smile.
Gao Hanshan said with a cold smile. He had no intention of giving Gong Xingyu any face.
The battle here was intense. In the distance, many ancient martial art practitioners crossed their arms and watched the commotion with interest. Since the matter did not concern them, no one liked to meddle in other people's business. Also, the matter involved a few Martial Arts Grandmasters, so they could not meddle.
"When did Mo Wen become so powerful?" In the distance, Jin Ying frowned and muttered to herself. (To be continued.)
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