The sky above Luoyan City was shrouded in a strong layer of murderous aura.

Under the Nancheng Gate, Mo Ran held a knife in his right hand, wrapped in white light on his body, and a huge aura swept out.

The Yuanming Blood Moon Wheel was buzzing continuously, and while it was flying around, it suddenly flashed with terrifying cold lights.

Feeling that Ling Ye was not far from him, Mo Ran dared not stay any longer. After roaring hard, he flew out like lightning, and his destination pointed directly outside the city.

"Boom~"

The ultimate flash technique, with a hundred feet of sword light, slashed at the dense crowd opposite.

Unprepared for a short while, and Mo Ran's strength had left a shadow of fear in people's hearts, this knife directly opened a bloody road.

More than ten early-level gods were defeated by the power of the heavenly artifact Black Flame Sword, and were instantly cut into two pieces. At this moment, blood splashed up, dyeing the big city gate blood red.

Of course, Mo Ran could not hold back. While running towards the outside of the city, the power of the soul continued to control the Yuanming Blood Moon Wheel to harvest countless lives.

This time, Ling Ye, who was in the rear, became even more angry.

"It's another heavenly artifact, how is that possible? This kid actually has two heavenly artifacts in his hand. No wonder Wu Lao died so quickly. It seems that this kid is really different."

"Heavenly Artifact? Humph~" Ling Ye thought of this, snorted in his nose, and smiled evilly: "You are unlucky, this heavenly artifact is mine."

"Mr. Ling, haha, I found Mo Ran and didn't inform me. I haven't got this kid yet."

Just when Ling Ye was secretly happy, a loud sound like a bell came from afar.

Mo Ran was shocked when he heard the sound: "Another master has come."

Mo Ran, who possesses the high-level god soul, almost the moment this person appeared, he realized that his cultivation was comparable to Ling Ye, and he was both a powerful man of the middle-level god.

Ling Ye looked at the man and frowned slightly: "Han Yue, are you here?"

The person who came was a fat little man who was neither tall nor short, with a bloated figure and a huge shovel on his back. When Ling Ye saw him, he was laughing and squeezing into the crowd.

"I'm staying at the West Gate for a long time without any movement. I didn't hear any abnormal movement in the South Gate, so I rushed over. Lao Ling, you are too uninvited. I discovered the heavenly artifact and didn't want to notify me. What? Want to take it alone?"

The fat man Han Yue was the three intermediate-level powerful gods who appeared in the Guiting Hall with Ling Ye. When he appeared, his slightly narrowed eyes stared at the Yuanming Blood Moon Wheel and the Black Flame Sword flying under the South City Gate. A hint of greed could not be concealed.

Seeing that the matter could no longer be covered up, Ling Ye felt cruel and said to Han Yue: "Fatty, don't say I don't take care of you, two cups of heavenly artifacts, one person and one handle, how about it?"

Pushing away the man blocking him, the fat man Han Yue laughed and said, "Okay, since that's the case, let's take action quickly, otherwise Chu Shan will not be able to divide it."

Ling Ye nodded and said solemnly: "But be careful, even Mr. Wu died at his hands, which means he is definitely not simple."

"Haha~, what about having a divine artifact? Mr. Wu was just careless for a moment. It was too easy to deal with a young boy who had just ascended."

After the fat man Han Yue said that, he shouted: "Do away from me."

He is the manager who defends the city siege. The fat man Han Yue has extraordinary strength. In addition, he is ordered to be the city lord's mansion, who dares to stop him?

“Wow~”

The crowd scattered and gave way.

Hearing two sounds of breaking through the air, Mo Ranxin screamed, and the ultimate flash technique in his hand appeared again, and slashed forward with a bang.

Now, there were not too many casualties. They had been wary of Mo Ran's move and hurriedly avoided it, but the huge sword aura that stretched out still made many people fall to the ground in a mess.

Mo Ran was about to leave, but he felt a sensation of wind coming from behind.

"Come?"

Mo Ran lowered his body, and a cold light shot out from behind his head against his scalp. He did not stop. Although he could not fly, Mo Ran still used his peerless steps of the Jiuflash of Lightning to move to the right front and rushed out.

When Mo Ran looked back, he saw Ling Ye and Han Yue standing in front of him.

The fat man Han Yue looked at Mo Ran with interest and grinned, "Boy, you have the ability. Even Mr. Wu dares to kill him. This is the first time in Tianwu Realm and Luoyan City."

Mo Ran raised his head slightly, Heiyan clenched a little, felt the momentum spreading from the other party, and subconsciously stepped back two steps: "If anyone doesn't offend me, I won't offend anyone. Since he is looking for death, of course I don't mind sending him to death."

"Moran." At this time, Ling Ye stood up and said, "I heard that you were brought into Luo Yan City by Lord Yan?"

"So what?" Mo Ran said coldly.

"Since you were brought in by Lord Yan, you should have this rule. If you kill the envoy from the Guizhi Hall, you will go back with me and be punished, otherwise you will be lost."

"Haha~" Mo Ran laughed wildly when he heard this and said, "Punishment? Why? My life is up to me. If I don't want to die, who can control me?"

"What a big tone." Han Yue snorted, his face suddenly became cold and said, "Just because you, a young man who just ascended, dare to clamor here. You really don't even know how to write the word "death". I will give you a chance to put down the weapons in your hand and follow us. Maybe you don't have to die yet."

Upon hearing this, Mo Ran grinned and said disdainfully: "If you want these two treasure blades? Yes, but it depends on whether you have the ability?"

"If you don't see the coffin, you won't cry. Since that's the case, I'll take your soul away."

"See the trick."

After repeated persuasion, the fat man Han Yue also lost his patience. He waved the huge shovel weighing ten thousand pounds in his hand and killed him.

At this time, Ling Ye had already prepared for the battle. He knew Mo Ran more than Han Yue. He just saw that under Mo Ranyu, he could not see any disadvantage in his strength against hundreds of early-level gods. His estimate of Mo Ran was naturally much higher. Now he had regarded Mo Ran as a mid-level god. So~, he was not in a hurry to take action. He was waiting for the opportunity. After Han Yue couldn't help but take action, the two of them worked together to take Mo Ran.

Seeing Han Yue take action, Ling Ye turned his palm slightly, and a four-foot-long heavy pen appeared in his palm.

Top-grade artifact: red pen.

Being able to use a weird weapon like "brush" is enough to show that Ling Ye's mind is not as simple as it is. Usually this kind of person is very sinister but does not reveal it. When he saw the Luozhu pen appear, Mo Ran had already raised Ling Ye's strength a little bit again.

"Boy, I'll pull out the shovel."

At this time, Han Yue was already holding his top-grade artifact: Ba Yue shovel and approached Mo Ran. Looking at the cold light shining flat product, Mo Ran smiled coldly and said, "Your name is Han Yue, but you are stalking Ba Yue, and you are not afraid of defeating you, a brainless fat man."

"Clang~"

While speaking, Mo Ran's Black Flame Knife knocked away and directly knocked the thrust shovel that was stabbing towards him.

Han Yue was shocked when he saw this. He did not expect that the other party would have such great power, which was completely close to the strength that the intermediate god could possess.

"No, he is definitely not a mid-level god. Otherwise, with the heavenly artifact in his hand, his own shovel has now been broken into two pieces."

Thinking of this, Han Yue smiled coldly and said to himself: "It's true. With the power of the heavenly artifact, he killed Mr. Wu in an instant. I thought you were a person. For nothing, let me explain your life here today."

Han Yue sneered, his body fat, and he rotated rapidly like a top. The wielding shovel was waving it, like a machine that reaped life, rolling up a bloody storm.

"Fatty, you can capture the plate, I will be responsible for the top."

While Mo Ran was thinking about how to deal with it, Ling Ye's voice sounded. He jumped nearly ten meters high, his steps were quicker and rushed to Mo Ran with the power of that breath.

Ten meters is nothing to Mo Ran’s eyes for this height, but don’t forget that this place is the Tianwu Realm after all, and Ling Ye’s strength is not simple to jump up to ten meters.

Seeing this, Mo Ran retreated quickly. When the thunder sounded under his feet, Mo Ran jumped up like a big bird and hid in Han Yue's flat shovel harvester.

Ling Yu had not yet descended in the air, Mo Ran waved his hand to Ling Ye who was coming in the air and waved dozens of swords.

The huge sword light is seven feet long, and each sword contains Mo Ran's extremely powerful divine power. These divine powers do not belong to you, but come from the vitality that has not yet been transformed into its own power in the three thousand worlds.

Mo Ran couldn't understand why he could use these divine energy. Although he was not commanded by the arm and was calm and wishful, his power was far beyond his own strength.

Since he couldn't figure it out, Mo Ran stopped thinking about it. With a sneer, he felt the extremely abundant energy flowing in the Three Thousand Worlds. Mo Ran was even more confident: "Come on, let me see if you can exhaust my energy."

"Boom~"

Thinking of this, Mo Ran raised the Black Flame Knife high and slashed it hard from top to bottom.

This sword blocked Ling Ye's attacks, and while slashing down the sword light, it slashed at Han Yue who was still spinning.

Ling Ye and Han Yue were in a straight line, which saved Mo Ran a lot of effort. Just one knife made the two of them rush to the sides in horror.

Just kidding, this is a divine artifact that even the powerful gods can cut into two pieces. No matter how arrogant Ling Ye and Han Yue are, they dare not resist.

They retreated from left to right, and looked at the strong ground under their feet, and the two of them were even more terrified. At the same time, the light of greed in their eyes became brighter.

"It's indeed a good thing. It's very likely that it's a mid-grade heavenly artifact. Lao Ling, I'm going to settle this treasure."

Ling Ye heard this and was secretly resentful and upset. Before Han Yue came, this was his belonging, but now~

"Don't talk nonsense, it's not too late to kill him first."
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