Chapter 648

Mo Wen had not expected that this space would be so "cooperative" with him. If this space had not suppressed Bu Xingyi's cultivation and restricted the use of immortal cultivator items, fighting with a Martial Arts Grandmaster would not have been a good thing.

But now, a dignified Martial Arts Grandmaster was so angry that he was vomiting blood.

"Sect Grand Elder."

A few silhouettes quickly ran over from afar, stirring up a gust of wind. In an instant, they appeared beside Bu Xingyi.

They were ancient martial art practitioners dressed in red robes with images of the sun and moon embroidered on them. With a glance, one could tell that they were from the Ming Temple.

There were a total of four people from the Ming Temple. There were three elders and one youth. Aside from the youth, the other three were all ancient martial art practitioners at the pinnacle of the Golden Elixir realm.

As for the youth, Mo Wen recognized him. It was Hou Jingfeng. Not long ago, they had parted ways in the Lotus Lake space. Now, they had met again.

After the ancient martial art practitioners of the Ming Temple appeared in this space, they immediately looked for other people from the Ming Temple. In just a short while, Hou Jingfeng and the three Ming Temple elders had already gathered together.

"Sect Grand Elder, you … what happened to you?"

An elder with a sinister expression and a sharp gaze asked carefully as he walked up to Bu Xingyi. Anyone could see that Bu Xingyi was not in a good mood. Very, very bad.

The few ancient martial art practitioners of the Ming Temple had never seen the Sect Grand Elder in such a sorry state.

Hou Jingfeng also stood to the side with a nervous expression. He did not dare to speak. As the Sect Grand Elder, almost no one dared to offend his authority in the sect.

However, he noticed Mo Wen. For some reason, he subconsciously thought that the Sect Grand Elder's sorry state had something to do with Mo Wen.

Although he felt that it was somewhat unbelievable, his intuition was incomparably sharp.

"Kill him! Kill that little b * stard. All of you, go up and kill him. "

Bu Xingyi shook off the hand of the Ming Temple elder with one hand and pointed at Mo Wen with the other. He spoke hysterically. If he did not tear Mo Wen into a million pieces today and grind his bones to dust, he would not have the face to continue living in the ancient martial art world.

The few ancient martial art practitioners of the Ming Temple glanced at each other. Then, they all looked at Mo Wen.

Hou Jingfeng was even more shocked. He vaguely realized that his intuition had actually guessed correctly.

"Everyone, go up and kill this little b * stard. I will reward you handsomely."

The few ancient martial art practitioners of the Ming Temple glanced at each other. Then, almost without any hesitation, their silhouettes flashed and they pounced towards Mo Wen. They could not disobey the orders of the Sect Grand Elder. Naturally, they were also very tempted by the Sect Grand Elder's reward.

Dealing with a young ancient martial art practitioner would be a piece of cake for them. Even though they could only unleash intermediate stage Golden Elixir realm cultivation right now, with their foundations, even dealing with a later stage Golden Elixir realm ancient martial art practitioner would not be a problem, let alone a mere youth.

The ancient martial art practitioners of the Ming Temple had never been particular about principles and rules, much less about manners. With the stimulation of the Sect Grand Elder's generous reward, three old men with pinnacle of the Golden Elixir realm cultivation pounced towards Mo Wen at almost the same time.

"The ancient martial art practitioners of the Ming Temple are indeed shameless. After beating up the old, the young come out. Could it be that the Ming Temple does not have anyone else?"

Mo Wen laughed softly, glancing disdainfully at the few ancient martial art practitioners of the Ming Temple.

Since this space restricted intermediate stage Golden Elixir realm cultivation, as well as the use of immortal cultivator items, the advantage that the ancient martial art practitioners of the Ming Temple had was not much to speak of. Generally speaking, the advantage of large sects lay in their foundations and the resources that they possessed. He believed that each of these ancient martial art practitioners of the Ming Temple had many immortal cultivator treasures in their hands. Under normal circumstances, they would be a very frightening force.

However, in this place, those treasures were clearly of little value and could not be of any use.

When the surrounding ancient martial art practitioners saw that the ancient martial art practitioners of the Ming Temple had gathered, they all retreated quite a bit. They did not want to get involved in such a dispute.

However, Mo Wen's words about beating the old and bringing out the young still caused many people to laugh uncontrollably. Mo Wen's words were clearly mocking Bu Xingyi.

Three silhouettes arrived in the blink of an eye. In an instant, they had surrounded Mo Wen.

Mo Wen laughed coldly and began to battle with the three Ming Temple elders. Although the three elders thought highly of themselves, their attacks were not at all careless. Every move they made was ruthless. They did not care about the difference in age at all.

A bright light flashed in Hou Jingfeng's eyes. After taking a deep breath, his silhouette flickered and he also joined the battle.

He knew that Mo Wen was very strong. However, with the three elders around, he was not afraid of Mo Wen at all. If he did not seize the opportunity to show off now, when would he?

Mo Wen faced the encirclement of four ancient martial art practitioners alone. The pressure on him increased dramatically. If they were just ordinary intermediate stage Golden Elixir realm ancient martial art practitioners, they would not be much of a threat to Mo Wen. However, among the four of them, three of them were strong practitioners with cultivation at the pinnacle of the Golden Elixir realm. Their martial arts teachings attainments and battle experience were not something ordinary ancient martial art practitioners could compare to. Even Hou Jingfeng was an exceptional genius who was famous in the Four Big Mystery Dimensions.

If Mo Wen did not unleash the three Glory techniques, he would only be able to remain undefeated when fighting against four such ancient martial art practitioners.

"As expected, the ancient martial art practitioners of the Ming Temple are all shameless people."

Jin Ying's gaze flickered. Then, she gritted her teeth and her silhouette flickered as she joined the battle. The four of them were ganging up on Mo Wen, and three of them were seniors. She could not bear to watch any longer.

At the same time, Jin Ying took out a bamboo tube. With a slap of her palm, a firework shot up into the sky, transforming into a golden dragon-shaped illusion. It hung in the air and shone brightly. Even from afar, it could be seen.

"Little girl Jin, do you want to die?"

Bu Xingyi's expression was dark. With a flash of his silhouette, he blocked Jin Ying. Naturally, he would not allow others to disrupt their attack on Mo Wen. He had not expected that this young maiden from the Golden Dragon Sect would come out and mess things up at this moment. Naturally, he would not take a young maiden seriously. However, the signal that she had just sent out clearly indicated that she was worried about the members of the Golden Dragon Sect.

"Senior Bu Xingyi, as an elder, you shouldn't bully a junior like this, right?" Jin Ying said coldly. Bu Xingyi was simply too shameless.

"You are making enemies for the Golden Dragon Sect. It will be easy for the Ming Temple to destroy your Golden Dragon Sect. If you know what's good for you, quickly retreat. "

A little girl from the Golden Dragon Sect actually dared to speak to him in such a manner. Bu Xingyi's current gaze was enough to kill. If he had Martial Arts Grandmaster cultivation right now, he would definitely kill this little girl who was still wet behind the ears.

"Who wants to destroy my Golden Dragon Sect? Old b * stard from the Ming Temple, with just you?"

An elderly voice sounded. Closely following that, a beam of golden light shot over from afar. In just a moment, it had appeared on the battlefield.

This person was dressed in a gray robe. It was a very old woman. This person was none other than the Golden Dragon Sect Sect Leader, Granny Jin Hua.

Granny Jin Hua was tall and had a healthy body. The moment she appeared, she released a shocking aura that suppressed Bu Xingyi.

In terms of cultivation, Granny Jin Hua was clearly much higher than Bu Xingyi. She was comparable to Gao Hanshan.

"Granny Jin Hua, do you really want to become enemies with the Ming Temple? Our two sects have never had any enmity. Is it worth it for a little b * stard?"

Bu Xingyi had not expected that the Golden Dragon Sect Leader, Granny Jin Hua, would rush over so quickly. Clearly, Granny Jin Hua had heard what he had said earlier.

"Old b * stard Bu, the Golden Dragon Sect has never feared anyone. You are using the Ming Temple to suppress my Golden Dragon Sect. What do you mean? I want to see how the Ming Temple will destroy my Golden Dragon Sect. "

The Ming Temple was indeed very powerful. Among the Four Great Mystery Dimensions, everyone knew how powerful the Ming Temple was. In this sect, there were many experts. There were at least five people at the Martial Arts Grandmaster Realm, perhaps even more.

In the Floating Mystery Dimension, the Ming Temple could almost be called the number one faction.

However, the Golden Dragon Sect was in the Sirius Mystery Dimension and not in the Floating Mystery Dimension. No matter how powerful the Ming Temple was, it was impossible for them to bully their way into the Sirius Mystery Dimension.

Granny Jin Hua was not afraid of what the Ming Temple would do to the Golden Dragon Sect. If the battlefield was in the Sirius Mystery Dimension, the Golden Dragon Sect would not be afraid of the Ming Temple.

A few beams of golden light flashed in the distance. After a while, a few Golden Dragon Sect ancient martial art practitioners rushed over.

"You guys, help little friend Mo Wen out of trouble."

Granny Jin Hua waved her hand. The few Golden Dragon Sect ancient martial art practitioners joined the battle, clashing with the Ming Temple ancient martial art practitioners. There were six Golden Dragon Sect ancient martial art practitioners. However, only three of them had come out to stop the three Ming Temple elders who were surrounding Mo Wen.

Mo Wen glanced at the Golden Dragon Sect ancient martial art practitioners in astonishment. He did not say much. The Golden Dragon Sect most likely had the intention of roping him in by helping him.

The three Ming Temple elders were all stopped by the Golden Dragon Sect ancient martial art practitioners. Mo Wen turned to look at Hou Jingfeng. The corners of his mouth curled into a cold smile. With a flash of his silhouette, he appeared in front of Hou Jingfeng.

Hou Jingfeng's expression changed slightly. Originally, they had surrounded Mo Wen, but now it was a one-on-one battle. The four of them had surrounded Mo Wen, but they had not been able to take him down in a short amount of time. Hou Jingfeng was a little shocked by Mo Wen's ability.

No one had expected that the Golden Dragon Sect would not hesitate to offend the Ming Temple to help Mo Wen.

"You and I are both youngsters. I want to see what abilities a genius like you has."

"Make your move," Mo Wen said as he looked at Hou Jingfeng calmly.

Mo Wen said as he looked at Hou Jingfeng plainly. He stood with his hands behind his back, looking calm and collected.

Previously, Hou Jingfeng had set him up in the central square, forcing him to use the Black Gold Puppet to deal with the Dark Night Monstrous Wolf. There was no reason for Mo Wen not to take revenge.

"Mo Wen, don't think too highly of yourself. Before this, I was afraid of you only because of your treasures. Now, you can't use any of your treasures. Do you think you can defeat me? "

Hou Jingfeng took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. However, when he said this, it was obvious that he did not have much confidence.

"Right now, you can only unleash the inner Qi of the intermediate stage of the Golden Elixir Realm. I want to see if you can block a punch of mine if we are of the same cultivation."

Mo Wen said calmly.

"Shameless boasting!"

Hou Jingfeng had not expected Mo Wen to be so arrogant. Indeed, he did not have the confidence to defeat Mo Wen. However, he would not be unable to even block a punch from Mo Wen.

"Oh? If you can block a blow from me, we'll consider it your win. How about that? "Mo Wen laughed softly. Even Bu Xingyi could not block a punch from him, let alone Hou Jingfeng. Hou Jingfeng had not seen the battle between Mo Wen and Bu Xingyi. Otherwise, it would be hard to say whether he would have the confidence he had now. (To be continued.)