"Kid, you're quite bold," Meng Di said coldly. "How dare you meddle in my affairs? Why don't you ask around? I, Meng Di, am one of the top figures in Nightfall City. You're just a Cosmos Second Transformation warrior. Are you tired of living?"
Meng Di said coldly.
"I never ask who my opponent is when I want to save someone. How do you know who I am?"
Ye Mo mocked. He copied Meng Di's words and used his power to suppress others.
"I don't care who you are. In Nightfall City, I, Meng Di, am the sky. How dare you go against me, Meng Di?"
Meng Di laughed coldly. "My Meng Clan is a famous clan in Nightfall City. My brother, Meng Yun, is the leader of the younger generation. How dare you go against me? Are you tired of living?"
The guards behind Meng Di and Bai Xiaosheng looked at Ye Mo mockingly, as if they were looking at a clown.
"In the end, you still have to rely on others. If you lose your clan and brother, you'll be nothing but a cripple. I can crush you with one hand."
Ye Mo continued to mock Meng Di. Although Meng Di was lecherous, his cultivation level was at the Cosmos Fourth Transformation Realm, and he was able to infuse his domain's Source Power into his Spatial Power. His strength was considered decent among the younger generation. But in front of Ye Mo, he was completely vulnerable.
"You, a Cosmos Second Transformation kid, dare to challenge me? I will let you know in front of everyone that even if I don't rely on my clan or my brother, you're still no match for me. "
As he spoke, Meng Di attacked Ye Mo again. Using his palm power, rolling flames roared and surged in his palm. In an instant, the area around his palm was illuminated red.
"The Meng Clan's Solar Tribulation Fire Palm is indeed terrifying."
The crowd sighed when they saw Meng Di unleashing his clan's Adamant Sun Tribulation Fire Palm. Although Meng Di was lecherous, he had grown up in a medicinal pot. How could Ye Mo, with his Cosmos Twist strength, withstand Meng Di's Adamant Sun Tribulation Fire Palm?
"Die!"
Meng Di's body trembled as he charged at Ye Mo. The Solar Tribulation Fire Palm was aimed at Ye Mo. This palm attack was enough to kill Ye Mo.
"What kind of lousy palm technique is this?"
Ye Mo snorted coldly. With a step, the ground exploded as the Zhu Deity Thunder Fist smashed out.
Boom!
The two fierce attacks collided. The black lightning and the tribulation fire interweaved with each other, producing a sizzling sound. Then, a powerful force attacked his arm, directly shaking his meridians and internal organs.
"Ahhhh!"
A blood-curdling scream came from Meng Di's hand. Meng Di was sent flying. His right arm had been charred black by the Zhu Xian Thunder Fist. He had lost all feeling in his body.
"How is this possible?"
Meng Di, who was lying on the ground, stared at Ye Mo in disbelief.
He is a martial artist of the fourth turn of Qiankun, and his own comprehension of the field is not bad, the power of space is far stronger than the third turn of Qiankun, blessed in the profound qi, the power of the second turn of Qiankun.
On top of that, the Meng Clan's Solar Tribulation Fire Palm was also a profound martial technique. How is it possible that he couldn't even withstand the attack of the second turn of Qiankun?
The surrounding crowd was also stunned. The scene at the scene was completely beyond their imagination. The one who should have been lying on the ground was Ye Mo.
Ye Mo grabbed Meng Di with his hand and said coldly, "Tell me, are you a piece of trash or not? If you don't rely on your clan, if you rely on your brother, you are trash. "
"Ahhh! Kill this kid for me! Kill this kid for me! "
Meng Di had completely lost his mind. He suddenly shouted loudly.
"Whoever dares to come up, I'll crush his neck."
As Ye Mo spoke, he increased the strength of his palm.
"You dare? I am the second young master of the Meng Clan. If you kill me, don't even think about leaving Nightfall City! "
As if sensing Ye Mo's terrifying power, his face changed and he immediately became furious.
"Even if I don't kill you, I'm afraid I won't be able to leave Nightfall City," Ye Mo said.
Crack!
As he spoke, Meng Di could already feel the coldness. Just as he was about to struggle, his head tilted to the side.
The guards of the Meng Clan saw this scene in front of them and their hearts sank. They were all responsible for protecting Meng Di. Now that Meng Di was dead, they would definitely die. But if they didn't catch Ye Mo, their lives would be worse than death.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Whoosh! The guards were all at the fourth turn of Qiankun or fifth turn of Qiankun strength. They all took out their weapons and rushed towards Ye Mo. A terrifying murderous aura filled the air, making everyone's hair stand on end.
Ye Mo dared to kill the second young master of the Meng Clan in front of so many people. Although it was satisfying, what awaited him was the fury of the Meng Clan.
When the lady in purple saw this scene, she originally wanted to help Ye Mo. But when she felt the aura that Ye Mo was emitting, she ultimately decided to let Ye Mo fight on his own.
These guards were well-trained. When they rushed towards Ye Mo, they were like countless ferocious tigers.
Boom!
Dozens of ferocious tigers charged towards Ye Mo.
This was the Meng Clan's ultimate technique, Ferocious Tiger Attack. It wasn't strong in a one-on-one fight, but when used together with the guards, its power was extremely ferocious.
Ye Mo once again unleashed the Zhu Deity Lightning Fist. His fist suppressed the world. Before the ferocious tigers could even get close to his body, they were sent flying and started to explode.
The scene at the scene was absolutely shocking, and it shook everyone's heart fiercely.
Especially Bai Xiaosheng, whose face was pale with fear. He was the one who had called Meng Di here. Now that something like this had happened, he would definitely not be able to escape responsibility. He couldn't understand how a Qiankun Second Turn warrior could have such strength.
Even the purple-clothed lady looked at Ye Mo in shock. She had never expected that a place like West Spirit would actually be able to meet a youth with such a strong combat ability. This youth's age seemed to be only around 18 years old. Although there was still a gap between him and the freaks of the Ancient Azure Dragon Clan, he was already considered not bad.
"Bai Xiaosheng, you're the one who called these people here, right?"
Ye Mo appeared in front of Bai Xiaosheng in an instant. Grabbing his collar, he said coldly, "Since I've already killed so many of them, I don't mind killing you as well."
"No, don't kill me."
Bai Xiaosheng knew that he wasn't Ye Mo's match. Not daring to resist, he said with a pale face, "I can tell you about the Ancient Azure Dragon Clan. As long as you spare my life, I will tell you everything."
"Let's hurry up and leave. The Meng Clan is here."
Just as Bai Xiaosheng was about to tell Ye Mo about the Taicang Dragon Clan, the lady in purple interrupted Ye Mo again. Moreover, the Meng Clan had indeed arrived.
"Leave? Where do we go? "
Right at this moment, a figure drifted out from the void, causing everyone to shiver in fear as they cursed in their hearts.
"This Ye Mo is finished. The number one expert of the younger generation of Nightfall City, Meng Yun, is here."
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