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, battling a Martial Arts Grandmaster would not have been a good thing.
But now, a Wu Zong had been angered to the point of vomiting blood.
"Grand Elder."
A few silhouettes rushed over from afar, stirring up gusts of wind. In an instant, they appeared beside Bu Xingyi.
They were ancient martial art practitioners wearing red robes embroidered with images of the sun and the moon. With one look, one could tell that they were from the Ming Temple.
There were a total of four people from the Ming Temple: three elders and one youth. Other than the young man, the other three were all martial arts practitioners at the peak of the Golden Elixir realm.
As for the young man, Mo Wen recognized him. It was Hou Jingfeng. They had parted ways not long ago in the space of the lotus lake. Now, they had met again.
After the ancient martial art practitioners of the Ming Temple appeared in this space, they immediately looked for the other members of the Ming Temple. In just a short while, Hou Jingfeng and the three elders of the Ming Temple had gathered together.
"Grand Elder, you … what's wrong with you …"
An old man with a sinister expression and sharp eyes walked up to Bu Xingyi and asked cautiously. Anyone could see that Bu Xingyi was not in a good mood. Very, very bad.
The few Ming Temple ancient martial art practitioners had never seen the Sect Grand Elder in such a sorry state.
Hou Jingfeng also stood nervously to one side and did not dare to speak. As a Grand Elder, his prestige in the sect was something that almost no one dared to offend.
However, he noticed Mo Wen. For some reason, he subconsciously thought that the Sect Grand Elder's wretched state had something to do with Mo Wen.
Although he felt that it was a little unbelievable, his intuition was extremely sharp.
"Kill! Kill that little bastard. All of you, go and kill him. "
Bu Xingyi shook off the Ming Temple elder's hand with one hand and pointed at Mo Wen with the other. Today, if he did not tear Mo Wen to shreds and grind his bones to dust, he would not have the face to continue living in the ancient martial arts world.
A few of the Ming Temple ancient martial art practitioners glanced at each other. Then, their gazes turned towards Mo Wen.
Hou Jingfeng was even more shocked. He vaguely realized that his intuition had actually guessed correctly.
"Everyone, attack! Kill this little bastard and I will reward you handsomely!"
A few of the Ming Temple ancient martial art practitioners looked at each other. Then, without any hesitation, their silhouettes flashed as they pounced towards Mo Wen. They couldn't disobey the Supreme Elder's orders, so they were naturally very tempted by the Supreme Elder's rewards.
Dealing with a young ancient martial art practitioner was a piece of cake for them. Even though they could only display the cultivation of the intermediate stage of the Golden Elixir realm, with their foundation, it was not a problem to deal with an ancient martial art practitioner of the later stage of the Golden Elixir realm, let alone a young man.
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, the three old men with cultivation at the pinnacle of the Golden Elixir realm pounced on Mo Wen almost at 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 doesn't have anyone else?"
Mo Wen laughed softly and glanced disdainfully at the Ming Temple ancient martial art practitioners.
Since this space restricted intermediate stage Golden Elixir realm cultivation, as well as the use of immortal cultivator items, the advantage that the Ming Temple ancient martial art practitioners had was no longer an advantage. Generally speaking, the advantage of large sects lay in their foundation and the resources they possessed. He believed that these ancient martial art practitioners of the Ming Temple all possessed many immortal cultivator treasures. 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 participate in such a dispute.
However, Mo Wen's words about beating up the old and coming out the young still caused many people to laugh out loud. Mo Wen's words were clearly mocking Bu Xingyi.
Three silhouettes arrived in the blink of an eye and surrounded Mo Wen in an instant.
Mo Wen laughed coldly and started fighting 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 and 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 take 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. 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 these four people, three of them were strong practitioners with pinnacle of the Golden Elixir realm cultivation. Their martial arts teachings attainments and battle experience were not something ordinary ancient martial art practitioners could compare to. Even Hou Jingfeng was an absolute genius who was famous in the Four Big Mystery Dimensions.
If Mo Wen did not unleash the three Glory techniques, he could only maintain his undefeated state when fighting against these four 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. Four people surrounded Mo Wen. Moreover, three of them were elders. She could not bear to watch it 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. It transformed into a golden dragon-shaped illusion. It hung in the sky 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. He would naturally not take a young maiden seriously. However, the signal that she had just sent out was clearly because 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 old voice sounded. Then, a beam of golden light shot over from afar. In a moment, it 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. Once 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. Granny Jin Hua had clearly heard what he had said earlier.
"Old man Bu, the Golden Dragon Sect has never been afraid of 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. There were many experts in this sect. There were at least five people at the Martial Arts Grandmaster level, 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 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.
"The few of you, help little friend Mo Wen out."
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 block the three Ming Temple elders who were surrounding Mo Wen.
Mo Wen looked at the Golden Dragon Sect ancient martial art practitioners in shock. He did not say anything. The Golden Dragon Sect was most likely trying to rope him in by helping him.
The three Ming Temple elders were all blocked 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. The original situation of surrounding Mo Wen had become a one-on-one battle. Four people surrounded Mo Wen, but they had not been able to take him down in a short amount of time. Hou Jingfeng was already 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 come and 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. He stood with his hands behind his back, looking very calm.
Before this, 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 him not to take revenge.
"Mo Wen, don't think that you are so great. 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, it was clear that he did not have much confidence in his words.
"Now you can only display the Internal Qi of the Middle-stage of the Gold Core Realm. I want to see if you can block my punch under the condition of the same cultivation."
Mo Wen said calmly.
"Shameless boasting!"
Hou Jingfeng had not expected that Mo Wen would be so arrogant. Indeed, he did not have the confidence to defeat Mo Wen. However, he would not be unable to even block one of Mo Wen's punches.
"Oh? If you can block one of my attacks, we'll consider it your win. How about that? "Mo Wen laughed lightly. Even Bu Xingyi could not block one of his punches, let alone Hou Jingfeng. Hou Jingfeng had not seen the battle between Mo Wen and Bu Xingyi. Otherwise, it was hard to say whether he would have the confidence he had now. (To be continued.)
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