Chapter 1311 Mo Xin Young Master
Chapter 1311
"I want this thing."
When the indifferent sound sounded, one palm penetrated the space and grabbed the copper piece in Mu Chen's hand and left. The speed was like thunder, which caught people off guard.
If it were an ordinary person, he would probably not be able to react by taking things away from his hands at this time. However, Mu Chen was obviously not among the ordinary people.
When his face reached out, it suddenly became cold, and a sharp look flashed through his dark eyes.
He ignored the copper piece that was about to be taken away, and his other palm suddenly retracted and turned into a hand knife. At the same time, the Holy Buddha Tower appeared in his pupils, and the vast and powerful spiritual power poured into his palm like a torrent.
Buzz!
The spiritual power, like a substance, was condensed indefinitely on Mu Chen's palm, and it was like a substance blade. The spiritual power light blade vibrated, and even the space was torn apart.
If this sword is cut, even the arm of the supreme earth's great perfection will be turned into two pieces in an instant.
“Huh?”
The spiritual palm blade slashed hard, and a shocking voice also sounded at this moment. Obviously, the person who took action was also shocked by Mu Chen's fierce and decisive counterattack.
If he insisted on grabbing the copper plate at this time, Mu Chen would probably leave his palm and the copper plate in his palm together the moment he succeeded.
"snort."
The man who took action thought for a moment, then changed his grasp into fingers, bent his fingers together, and the powerful spiritual power gathered. He also stabbed Mu Chen's palm blade with the force of a needle pointing to the wheat ray.
Swish!
The fingers and palms were fiercely touching each other in the next moment, and suddenly there were ripples of spiritual power visible to the naked eye burst out. That space was broken like glass at this time.
The space fragments shot open, but Mu Chen and the figure quickly retreated. As the sleeves waving, a torrent of spiritual power roared out, shaking all the sharp space fragments.
As his body retreated, Mu Chen looked at the person who was trying his hand with a little evil spirit, and then his eyes narrowed slightly.
Because he discovered that the person who took action was not unfamiliar with it, it was the Young Master Mo Xin in the ancient Futu tribe.
At this time, Mo Xin stared at Mu Chen with an expressionless face, with a cold feeling flowing in his eyes. He stretched out his palm and said lightly: "Give me that thing."
His tone was plain, but he had a sense of arrogance. After all, with his identity, few of the younger generations of the ancient Futu tribe dared to steal what he liked.
But unfortunately, Mu Chen is still not here. Therefore, when he heard Mo Xin's words, he just smiled and said with a plain expression: "Although you are from the ancient Futu tribe, it seems that your parents have not taught you what politeness is."
"Son of sin, you are seeking death!"
Hearing Mu Chen's sarcasm, Mo Xin's eyes suddenly became cold, and a trace of murderous intent surged out of his eyes, making this area suddenly become cold.
There are many people and eyes in this trading area. The confrontation between the two immediately attracted a lot of attention, but no one said to stop it. Instead, it was very interesting. After all, there is no rule in this ancient holy abyss. The hardest truth is to respect strength.
Many strong people have heard of Mo Xin. After all, this is a young master of the ancient Futu tribe, so they also know Mo Xin's strength. But what makes them a little strange is that the young man named Mu Chen looks like he is the power of the supreme superior, and dares to ridicule Mo Xin in person. Where does this come from?
When many eyes gathered in this area, there were several figures stopping on a huge rock not far away, and they turned their eyes in that direction. When they saw that the confrontation was Mu Chen and Mo Xin, their expressions changed a little.
"This guy really doesn't know how to provoke Mo Xin!" A tender and angry voice was a young girl with a pretty face, but she was looking in that direction anxiously.
And this woman is the Qingling of the ancient Buddhist tribe.
Beside her, a delicate woman dressed in white like snow and exuding an iceberg-like atmosphere, naturally was Qingshuang from the ancient Futu tribe.
Looking at the situation over there, her eyebrows frowned slightly. As a member of the ancient Futu tribe, she naturally knew Mo Xin's strength. Among the younger generation of the ancient Futu tribe, he was the only one who could compete with Xuanluo.
And if it were her, she would probably only be able to maintain her own invincibility with all her strength, but it would still be impossible to gain the upper hand.
Mo Xin and Xuan Luo are both at the top level of Great Perfection, and can basically be said to be small invincible beings under the Supreme Heaven.
But for some reason Mu Chen faced him, the consequences would be quite bad.
Thinking of this, Qingshuang's silver teeth nipped her red lips and wanted to step out. She promised Aunt Xuan to give Mu Chen some help as much as possible so that he would not be targeted by Xuan Luo and Mo Xin.
Therefore, even though she knew that it would be of no benefit to her by getting into a feud with Mo Xin, she still chose to come forward.
Seeing this, Qingling, who was standing beside her, couldn't help but want to hold Qingshuang. After all, she knew very well that even if she had a bad pressure on Qingshuang, she would have been very stressful.
However, Qingshuang just waved her hand, which made her stop her palm. She could only stomp her feet hatefully and stared at Mu Chen, who was at the center of the storm in the distance with some anger. Unexpectedly, they were involved in the situation just as they arrived here.
She quickly followed Qingshuang, but at this moment, Qingshuang's steps suddenly paused, and then her body stopped.
"Sister Qingshuang, what's wrong?" Qingling said in confusion. Could it be that Sister Qingshuang has changed her mind again? But Mu Chen is always the son of Aunt Jing, which is considered to be their Qingmai pointer. If he is allowed to be dealt with here, it will be really uncomfortable.
Thinking of this, Qingling felt extremely conflicted.
However, Qingshuang ignored her conflict. Her pretty face was shrouded in ice, but she looked to the right. Qingling's gaze looked along, and then her face couldn't help but change.
I saw several figures standing not far away. In the position where I was headed, I saw a handsome man with a majestic hand standing with his hands behind his back. He looked at Qingshuang with a smile, making her steps unable to take any more steps.
"It's Xuanluo, he's here too!" Qing Ling exclaimed in a low voice, and said with a ugly face.
Qingshuang's cheeks became increasingly cold, because she knew the meaning of Xuanlu's eyes. If she wanted to help Mu Chen, then the latter would intercept her.
She clenched her jade hands, her eyes flashed for a moment, but she didn't take any more steps, because she knew that it was just futile. Once Xuan Luo wanted to intercept her, she would not be able to break through at all.
"Mu Chen, I hope you find an opportunity to get out as soon as possible."
Qingshuang looked at Mu Chen at the center of the storm from afar, and sighed in her heart.
Xuan Luo, who was not far away, stopped when he saw Qingshuang, casually retracted his gaze, and then looked at Mu Chen's figure in the distance with playful eyes, murmured in his heart: "What are these two guys snatching?"
Because of the distance, he could know that Mu Chen and Mo Xin were snatching things, but he was not sure what it was. Moreover, he was not sure if Mo Xin wanted to cause trouble for Mu Chen and deliberately got it over.
"That is the son of sin who has been popular among your ancient Futu tribe recently?" As Xuan Luo was puzzled, a gentle and charming laughter came from beside him.
The person who made the voice was a woman in a mysterious skirt. She had an extremely beautiful face, with her skin as white jade, and her eyebrows were as crescent moon. When she smiled, there was a hint of charm in the corners of her eyes, but in itself, she had a holy noble temperament, which made her look extremely charming.
This is a natural beauty.
"Haha, it seems that Miss Xin'er is also very familiar with the news in our ancient Futu tribe." Xuan Luo said with a smile.
The woman named Xin'er blinked her bright eyes and said, "After all, I am also a quasi-saint of the Tailing Ancient Clan. It's not surprising that I know this information, right?"
Xuan Luo also smiled and nodded. The woman in the mysterious skirt, named Bai Xiner, is a quasi-saint named extremely high among the Tailing Ancient Clan. It is said that if she can complete her mission in the ancient holy abyss this time, she will basically be identified as the saint of the Tailing Ancient Clan.
With this identity, it is obvious that Xuan Luo has to make friends.
"and"
Bai Xiner smiled, but as the waves flowed, she paused on the stunningly bright girl beside Mu Chen, with an inexplicable smell in her eyes.
"The girl next to him is my biggest opponent in the ancient holy abyss this time."
"The supreme subordinate is not worth worrying about how to fight with Miss Bai Xin." Xuan Luo smiled, his eyes swept over Luo Li, and a sense of stunning flashed through the depths of his eyes, but then he restrained himself.
"Brother Xuanluo is really good at speaking." Bai Xiner covered her mouth and chuckled, as playful as an elf.
While the two were talking, as more and more gathered in the trading area, the evil aura in Mo Xin's eyes became increasingly strong. The next moment, he took a sudden step.
boom!
A terrifying spiritual power fluctuation that was so powerful that many strong people present moved slightly, swept across like a volcano. At the same time, Mo Xin's voice filled with evil spirit also sounded.
"If you don't want toast, then go back to the ancient Butu tribe's prison bar with me!"
"A lowly sinful son who overestimates himself!"
Chapter completed!