Chapter 357 The Horrible Mohist Ancestor!

Hearing the young man say that Mo Xianrou is from the Mo family, Ye Qingyan's face became cold in an instant.

Mo Xianrou is the Mo family, and these people in front of him are the people of the family!

It has always been a taboo for the same clan!

And because of Ye Jiuxiao, Ye Qingyan hated this kind of fratricianism most. Seeing that it was just a weak girl's ink and thought about himself, Ye Qingyan's suppressed violent anger surged out in an instant.

"What do you want?" Feeling Ye Qingyan's real murderous intention, the young man's face suddenly changed, and he pulled out his sword in an instant and said vigilantly.

"What do I want?" Ye Qingyan looked up to the sky and laughed, "You can bully people of your peers so much. Are you still human?"

Because Ye Jiuxiao's usurpation of the throne, Ye Qingyan has been suppressing his fierce anger in his heart, but there is no way to vent it. Today, he is inspired by the cold words and deeds of this Mo youth.

His heart seems to be holding a fierce beast. He usually looks like nothing. Once he comes out of the cage, he will definitely set off a bloody storm!

And Zixi knew the suppressed anger in Ye Qingyan's heart, so he provoked the incident and let him fight wildly with Ye, hoping to eliminate the tyranny in his heart by the duel.

Because of defeating and even killing Ye frivolity, Ye Qingyan's violent anger was once suppressed, but today when he saw the Mo family treating a little girl so coldly and ruthlessly, all his anger broke out in an instant.

Ye Qingyan's hair danced wildly, and a bloodthirsty red light flashed in his eyes, full of murderous intent.

"Who dares to be so unscrupulous in front of my Mo family?" At this moment, an old voice suddenly sounded. Although the voice was old, it was quite vigorous and powerful, full of the temperament of the superior.

"Hmm!" Ye Qingyan was awakened by this sound, snorted coldly and said, "Your Mo family is pathless, so I will walk for heaven!"

"Do you walk for heaven?" The old voice said lightly, "Even if you are Ye Xiaoyao, you can't do it!"

Ye Qingyan narrowed his eyes, stared at the old man in black robe who suddenly appeared in front of him, and sneered, "Who are you, the owner of the Mo family?"

He was not surprised to be recognized. Ye Xiaoyao's name of killing the god has spread all over the country. Coupled with his blue and silver hair, if the other party still can't recognize him, then Ye Qingyan will suspect whether he killed less or whether he is too ordinary and unobtrusive.

"The Mo family is just an immortal!"

The old man in black robe smiled indifferently, looked at Ye Qingyan, and said with a faint smile, "Young people are very good, with both strength and means. In the young generation, you are indeed a figure!"

"I'm flattered!"

Ye Qingyan's eyes narrowed, and his eyes were extremely solemn. The old man stood there as deep and unfathomable as a majestic mountain. Ye Qingyan did not dare to neglect at all.

"Ha ha, young people are quite modest!" The old man in black smiled and then sighed, "If my Mo family has a young handsome man like you, even if I die, I will be able to close my eyes!"

The old man in black robe glanced at the young man behind him. The young man hurriedly lowered his head and his eyes were frightened, which was completely different from just now. As for the young man in the brocade robe, he had already been scared into a cold sweat, his face turned pale, trembling and lowered his head and did not dare to make a sound.

Ye Qingyan glanced at them and shook his head and said, "With such a peerless figure as the predecessor, your Mo family is by no means a small family. How can you cultivate a few young heroes?"

Ye Qingyan said lightly, "Ming people don't say secret words. Even if you look down on Ye, there is no need to insult Ye's IQ so much!"

The old man in black robe is not amazing, but what is hidden under the light clouds and wind is shocking and thrilling. Ye Qingyan faintly senses a terrible power from him, which even surpasses the death of the Southern Palace of the Sword Emperor!

The death of the Southern Palace of the Sword Emperor is the peak emperor, the fifth strongest in the emperor's list, and what kind of realm is it that the cultivation of the old man in black can surpass him?

"Young people have a lot of ideas!"

The old man in black robe smiled faintly and did not deny or affirm Ye Qingyan's words. He glanced at Ye Qingyan's shoulder, but his dark eyes had been staring at his delicate ink. Then he looked at Ye Qingyan and said in a complicated tone, "This girl has a little special origin and is not suitable for staying in my Mo family. If you want, take her Take it away!"

Ye Qingyan was angry and frowned, "Why is slender also a member of your Mo family? The senior really doesn't care about blood?"

"The matter here is so complicated that it will be difficult to explain for a while!" The old man in black robe said slowly, "If you pity her, take her away. If you don't want to, let her stay in the Mo family!"

The old man in black robe paused slightly and said, "Although she is a member of the Shimo family, she is lonely and has no relatives in this family!"

Ye Qingyan felt Mo Xian's little hand holding his clothes tightly in an instant. He turned around and saw that her dark eyes were full of grievances. He couldn't help saying, "Don't worry, I won't leave you behind!"

The little girl was happy in an instant and burst into tears and laughed.

Ye Qingyan pinched her little nose, then turned to the old man in black robe and said in a low voice, "Senior, I took Mo Xianrou away. In the future, she will be my Ye Xiaoyao's sister, and she has nothing to do with your Mo family!"

After saying that, he no longer paid attention to the crowd, hugged Mo Xian and turned away.

"Ancestor, let him leave like this?" The young man stared at Ye Qingyan's back and said unwillingly, with resentment and anger burning in his eyes.

"What do you want?" The old man in black robe glanced at him and said coldly, "This son is different from the flowers in the greenhouse. His strength is a real knife* and other people's bloody fight. Not to mention you, even your eldest brother is not his opponent!"

"How is that possible?"

The young man looked shocked, "My eldest brother is breaking through in isolation. If he succeeds, he will enter the realm of the king after leaving the customs. How can Ye Xiaoyao be an opponent!"

His eldest brother Mochou is a real proud son of heaven in the wooden imperial city. He has reached the peak cultivation of the spiritual realm at a young age. Now if the retreat is successful, he will be a king!

How many kings are there in the young generation now?

Even in the world's once-in-a-millen-old martial arts era, how many young people have broken through the king?

But his eldest brother Mochou broke through!

Mochou was originally a great figure. He has been famous in Muhuang City since he was a child. When he grew up, he was even more out of control and broke through one after another. Now he has broken into the realm of the king before the many heroes of Muhuang City!

There are even rumors that Emperor Tianmu greatly appreciates this person and released the news that as long as he breaks through to become a king, he will marry a princess as his wife. As soon as the news came out, there was an uproar.

The young man, named Mohen, is Mo Chou's own brother. He worships the eldest brother very much. Now he heard from his ancestors that the almost invincible eldest brother in his heart is not Ye Qingyan's opponent, which is naturally shocking.

In his heart, Mo Chou is invincible in the young generation. Whoever dares to provoke will die. Now when he hear his ancestors say so, he is naturally unconvinced.

"If nothing happens, Mochou is indeed about to break through the king!"

The old man in black robe said lightly, and Mohen's face was overjoyed. Since the ancestors opened his mouth, it was difficult to break through the king's realm, and it was difficult to change, but the next words of the old man in black robe made his happy expression freeze on his face in an instant.

"But Ye Xiaoyao is now a king!" The old man in black threw out a cold sentence and dodged away.

"He turned out to be a king!" Mohen muttered, and his eyes were a little frightened. It was not that he had never heard of the name of Ye Xiaoyao, the ice flame fairy. Whether it was killing nearly 10,000 people or defeating many strong men of the young generation, he smiled and thought it was a rumor. If Ye Xiaoyao was really as strong as rumored, how could he kill Su Muyue's body?

What's more, even if it's not a rumor, how strong Ye Xiaoyao is, can he be stronger than his eldest brother Mo Chou?

But today he knows that Ye Xiaoyao is indeed stronger than Mochou, and he is not a little stronger than a star. Now he is a little lucky. Fortunately, his ancestors just appeared. Otherwise, how can he have his own life to offend Ye Xiaoyao, who is murderous?

Thinking of this, I couldn't help sweating coldly, and then seemed to feel that I was really too cowardly. No matter how terrible Ye Xiaoyao was, he was afraid that he would not dare to kill himself in front of the door of the Mo family. That was undoubtedly a naked face of the Mo family!

The Mo family is a powerful force in Muhuang City. Few people dare to provoke him. If Ye Qingyan dares to do it, I'm afraid the Mo family will not let him go!

Thinking of this, Mohen's confidence was undoubtedly much more. He glanced at the direction Ye Qingyan left and sneered, "What about Ye Xiaoyao? What about breaking through the king? When my eldest brother comes out of the customs, let him be a genius to try your catty. At that time, you two will fight upside down, and I will make a profit, hahaha..."