The man in black glanced at Mo Yun, and for some reason he suddenly learned Mo Yun's name.

He blinked his eyes and suddenly said, "Don't you know that fighting is prohibited in front of the sect? Let's break up quickly. Don't fight here if you want to fight."

"Senior brother, who are you?"

Wei Shanwu glanced at the man's clothes and couldn't help but look solemn on his face.

He knew that this was the unified outfit of inner disciples.

Inside Blizzard Villa, outer disciples are uniformly distributed in white suits, while inner disciples are black suits.

But because the inner disciples and outer disciples do not live together and there is no chance of contact, he does not know the person in front of him.

The young man in black in front of him was different from the inner disciples he had seen. He had no aura on his body, but he looked similar to the ordinary outer disciples.

Because of the confrontation with Mo Yun just now, Wei Shanwu and his party did not see the way the young man in black appeared.

"Me?" the young man in black smiled, "I am just a passerby inner disciple."

Before Wei Shanwu could speak, another sarcastic voice sounded in the team:

"Then why should you point fingers at us? You are not the helper Mo Yun has found, right? We have been fair in our discussions and have not violated the rules."

This person was the one who had just proposed to defeat Mo Yun in public.

The man in black frowned and looked at a thin-faced man in gray clothes in the team.

"Fan Jian, respect your senior brother."

Wei Shanwu frowned and said to the slimming man.

But there was no intention of stopping his eyes, and he obviously had some doubts about the identity of the young man in black.

"I tell you, even if you are an inner disciple, you are not qualified to point fingers at us. It's just that you have practiced for a few more years than us. It's no big deal!" Fan Jian sneered.

"It makes sense, then you guys keep going."

The young man in black shrugged and turned around, as if he was about to leave.

"Sure enough, I've called it. You and Mo Yun are colluding with each other!" Fan Jian usually likes to use the opportunity to bully others and sow discord. At this moment, he is unwilling to miss this precious opportunity and said crazily.

When he saw the young man in black turn around, he thought he was timid and afraid of himself, so he became more and more arrogant.

Quiet.

It was quiet for a moment.

The young man in black suddenly turned around, raised a finger, and gently tapped Fan Jian.

Mo Yun, who was standing very close, suddenly felt a warning in his heart.

The back of his neck suddenly became cold, as if it was watered by snow. His face was solemn, and he immediately took a step back.

"Senior brother, show mercy!"

Wei Shanwu's face suddenly changed drastically, and he pushed the girl in the team away.

Only then did everyone notice that the fingers of the young man in black were crystal clear, as round and smooth as crystal, like a condensed icicle.

That index finger gently slid into the air.

A gust of wind suddenly broke out of thin air.

Snowflakes suddenly stopped on the head of the man in black.

An invisible wave spread out, and the snow under the man in black suddenly spread out a circle of ripples visible to the naked eye, like a rippling lake.

Immediately afterwards, a gray-white energy shot out from the fingers of the man in black.

Across a distance of more than ten meters, the gray-white energy suddenly passed through the air in the middle of the team, roaring in the air at an unimaginable speed.

This finger is just a false finger, not a little real.

But just so, Fan Jian seemed to be hit by an elephant head-on.

His chest collapsed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his upper body suddenly fell backwards, then his feet off the ground.

Without even a scream, Fan Jian spitted out a mouthful of blood, and his whole body flew up in the air, was knocked away more than ten meters away, and fell softly to the ground, not knowing how many bones had been broken.

The wind is howling.

The strong wind brought by this finger alone made more than a dozen people, including Wei Shanwu and Mo Yun, unable to stand firmly and fall.

The ground around seemed to be swept by shock waves, and strong wind swept through, and the snowflakes around were blown away, revealing a large blank area of ​​ground for a moment.

For a moment, the audience was silent.

Wei Yingxue hugged Wei Shanwu's arm with her hands, closed her mouth tightly, and fear flashed in her eyes.

Just a little bit, just a little bit!

If the off-white energy is rubbed against her body, she feels that she will die on the spot!

Wei Shanwu's sword had been blown away by the shock waves. He protected the junior brothers and sisters behind him, and his legs were trembling. Compared to others, he could feel that the young man in black in front of him was different from those friendly inner brothers in normal times, and he really disdained the lives of his people like him.

If you mess with him again, you may really die!!

Even the onlookers who stood the farthest apart, who were dozens of meters away, felt the strong wind blowing on their faces at this moment.

No one dared to speak again.

However, the young man with round face who spoke before had a look of his face moved, as if he had remembered something, and a look of shock flashed in his eyes.

The young man in black retracted his fingers and looked calmly at the shocked outer disciples around him.

"My name is Yang Huayuan, an inner disciple."

"I'll spare his life this time. Next time, the sect will not be able to save him."

His eyes swept through the crowds around him like a knife.

The outer disciples bowed their heads one after another, and no one dared to look up at him.

"We Blizzard Villa, don't want this kind of waste who only dares to hide behind others' backs and ridicule."

Yang Huayuan's expression was plain, as if he just clapped his hands and drove away a fly, "If you don't accept it, you can come to me for revenge at any time."

He glanced around and found that only Mo Yun next to him looked up at him.

"Haha, he said just now that we were in a collusion?" Yang Huayuan smiled slightly and said to Mo Yun in a voice that no one else could hear: "Actually, in a sense, what he said was right."

Yang Huayuan and Mo Yun looked at each other a few times and nodded slightly at him.

Suddenly, he laughed loudly, took several meters in one step, turned into a black shadow, and disappeared at the end of the mountain road in a blink of an eye.

"It's him, it's him!"

The onlooker's outer disciple, the round-faced young man suddenly spoke in shock.

"Senior brother, who is that person?" someone asked in a low voice.

"Yang Huayuan, Han Bing refers to Yang Huayuan."

The young man with round face trembled slightly, his cheeks flushed, "He is the number one disciple of the inner sect... On weekdays, he can be said to be a dragon who sees his head but not his tail, and even few of the inner sect disciples have seen it..."

A female disciple of the outer sect next to her had a gleam in her eyes, "Senior Brother Yang is so domineering and handsome!"

The young man with round face looked at the calm Mo Yun on the other side, and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes, "When did Mo Yun meet Senior Brother Yang... Judging from their relationship, it seems that it is not the first time we meet..."

Yang Huayuan only showed his face and left an indelible impression in the hearts of many people.

In addition, a look of awe emerged in their eyes when they looked at Mo Yun.

After all, Yang Huayuan called Mo Yun's name on the spot.

They must know each other and have a good relationship.

Wei Shanwu clenched his fists, and a trace of firmness flashed in his eyes.

"One day, I will become as strong as him!"

"Hurry up, go and bring Fan Jian back and find the elder of the outer sect to treat his injuries." Someone had already commanded the outer sect disciples and called on everyone to carry Fan Jian back.

This time, this guy probably will take several months to recover...

However, few people around him sympathized with him. This person likes to spread rumors the most on weekdays. There are many people who dislike him, and no one wants to avenge him.

Mo Yun was also full of shock. He really didn't know this person.

But through the brief glance just now, he has confirmed that this senior brother named Yang Huayuan is definitely an investigator like him, and he is definitely a senior investigator.

"Can I become as strong as him?"

Mo Yun couldn't help but feel a little longing in his heart.
Chapter completed!