"Hmm?"
The leader was stunned. He didn't expect Ye Mo to be able to tell they were Water League disciples at a glance. But he remained calm and said coldly, "What is the Water League? We're disciples from the city. We've come to you today to make you understand that disciples from outside the city have to take a detour when they see disciples from the city. Do you understand? Although you've entered the Holy War League, you're nothing but a country bumpkin to us. "
"Brother Liao Fan, why waste your breath on him?"
A female disciple said coldly, "Disciples from outside the city who have just joined the Holy War League will be taught a lesson by the disciples from the city. This is the rule. Let them gain some experience. Do they really think they won't be oppressed by us after joining the Water League?"
"Hmm!"
Liao Fan nodded and said, "Alright, you guys attack together. Just cripple his suffering power. Don't go too far."
"Yes!"
The four or five disciples nodded and surrounded Ye Mo. Although this was the street of the Holy War Ancient City, it was as big as a plain with few people. Even if a battle broke out, no one would notice.
"Wait!"
At that moment, four or five figures suddenly descended. It was Hu Sheng and the others. As soon as they appeared, Liao Fan and the others' expressions changed slightly and they took a few steps back.
"Ye Mo is a member of the Water League. How dare you bully him?"
Hu Sheng shouted fiercely, "You guys should leave quickly. I don't want to fight you."
"He's from the Water League?"
Liao Fan couldn't help but ask.
"Of course!"
Hu Sheng nodded and said coldly, "As long as you're an official disciple who entered through the Battle Arena, you're a member of the Water League. Why don't you get lost?"
"Hmph, you Water League, just you wait."
Liao Fan snorted angrily and prepared to leave with his disciples.
"Wait!"
Ye Mo suddenly said, "Your acting skills are too bad. You don't have to use this method to pull me into the Water League, do you? And as far as I know, the Water League is only a small group in the Holy War League. There are many groups stronger than the Water League. What? Trying to trick a new disciple who just joined the Holy War League? "
He could tell from the start that these people were putting on an act. Liao Fan and Hu Can were quite good at acting, but their disciples were full of flaws.
"You?"
Hu Hao's face stiffened, as if he hadn't expected Ye Mo to see through him. The Water League was indeed a small group in the Holy Battle League. Therefore, if they wanted to recruit someone, they had to use some tricks.
"Hu Sheng, since he's already seen through us, there's no need to be polite with him. Ever since the Water Alliance was established, we've never suffered such humiliation. If Senior Brother Qin Shuitian finds out about this, he'll definitely blame us for not doing a good job. It's better to shatter his suffering force and let him know what it means to be unappreciative."
Liao Fan said, "We don't dare to do anything in the Sacred War Union. Outside of the Sacred War Union, even if we cripple his suffering power by tens of thousands, the elders won't know."
Hu Sheng waved his hand and asked again, "Ye Mo, the fact that we tried to recruit you just now is enough to prove that the Water League values you greatly. Don't you want to reconsider?"
"You guys should leave. I have no interest in joining the Water Alliance. Even if I were to join, I would choose to join a powerful group."
Ye Mo was getting impatient. If they continued to be aggressive, he didn't mind revealing a bit of his strength to defeat them. Anyway, there were a few people in the Holy Battle League who knew that he was the Dragon Emperor. It didn't matter if it was exposed.
"Hu Sheng, don't talk nonsense with him. This Ye Mo doesn't care about the Water League at all."
Liao Fang couldn't hold it in any longer. She grabbed with her big hand, and the void shattered everywhere. Black shadows appeared, flickering constantly. Every flicker was able to break the space.
The attack closed in on Ye Mo. Like assassins hiding in the void, the black shadows locked onto the enemy and carried out the assassination. Naturally, their target was Ye Mo.
"Senior Brother Liao Fan's Shadowless God Claw has become so powerful?" With one claw, countless attacks turned into black shadows, drifting in the void. Back then, Senior Brother Liao Fan used this move to defeat many geniuses of the same level. "
"Senior Brother Liao Fan used such a powerful killing move right off the bat. Isn't that a bit of a waste?"
Liao Fan used his self-created martial technique, the Shadowless God Claw. With one claw, the shadow was ever-changing. Even Liao Fang couldn't figure out the trajectory of the claw. As long as his aura locked on to Ye Mo, he could severely injure him.
Countless black shadows blocked all of Ye Mo's escape routes, making him feel like there was no way out.
But, at that moment, a pitch-black skeleton shadow appeared on the surface of his body, covering his whole body. The countless black shadows scratched the skeleton shadow, but couldn't cause any damage.
Boom, boom, boom!
The countless black shadows all hit the skeleton shadow. Ye Mo didn't move. He looked at the dozen people in front of him coldly and said, "Are you guys done?"
"This is the Unparalleled God Bone? How is this possible? How did you master the Profound God Technique in the Divine Technique Record? "
Liao Fan's attack missed, and he was forced to retreat.
"Unparalleled God Bone, I know who he is. He's the Dragon Emperor, a genius who successfully passed through the Battle Arena as a City Lord of Three Disasters. According to their analysis, the Dragon Emperor had the strength of a Five Disasters expert at that time. Now that he's reached the Transcendence Five Disasters, how strong is he now?"
"What? He's the Dragon Emperor? He's a genius. Why is he cultivating in a cave with a Level Four Divine Vein? "
The disciples all recognized Ye Mo's identity, and their faces were filled with shock.
"You guys are too ignorant," Ye Mo said. "You think I'm just an ordinary official disciple and want to force me to join the Water League. I just want to cultivate in the Holy Battle League while keeping a low profile. But you guys force me again and again. You guys want to break my Suffering Power. Today, I'm not afraid of offending you guys and breaking your Suffering Power."
Ye Mo smiled coldly. His body flashed, and he landed a punch on each of them.
Pu pu pu pu pu!
Immediately, Hu Zang, Liao Fan, and the others let out miserable screams. The Suffering Power in each of their Godheads began to shatter. Each of them had at least 10,000 streams of Suffering Power shattered. For the weaker ones, Ye Mo's attack had shattered 20,000 streams of Suffering Power.
Ten thousand strands of tribulation energy. For experts like them who had yet to reach the ninth level of tribulation, it was not a small amount of energy. Once it was broken, it meant that their strength would decrease. If they wanted to cultivate it back, they would need to spend a lot of time.
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